Dear Tommy-boy,
Happy Birthday! Hope you don't feel like an old, old old man this year! (Because, yes, we all know that's what you really are!) Enclosed is a nice little present from yours truly. Have fun with it!
Sincerely,
The-Boy-Who-Lived-to-Give-Presents
P.S. I know you'll like it, so please don't send a howler pretending you don't! Besides, I wouldn't want you to get high blood pressure or something, you old man!
Voldemort tore open the package that came with it. Then, "HOW DARE YOU! HOW DID YOU FIND THIS? I WILL KILL YOU POTTER!"
A small picture frame was in Voldemort's hand, with the black and white picture of a little dark haired baby who was wearing nothing but diapers. There was a caption under the photo that read: Tom Riddle,6 months old.
A/N: I think I was hyper when I wrote that letter… Anyways, I put this up because I felt like I should do something for old Voldie's b-day. I have an idea of a longshot, but I couldn't finish it =(