Here's a little warning that I couldn't fit in the summary: Voldemort is just a smidge OOC (out of character). And, by a smidge, I mean quite a bit.
A/N: This should be fun. My first try at a proper funny fic... Now watch me fail epically. (Thanks to Hanhan2100 for being amazing enough to remind [*cough*threaten*cough*] me to write another HP fic, and my little brother- Megamooface, as I like to call him- for giving me the inspiration for this little fic! PM me if you want to know the full story of how he inspired me! It's funny (I think)!
It was just a regular day at Malfoy Mannor. Regular considering who was currently living there. It was that awkward pre-war time where a cat meowing could send a person into 'Panic mode'. But if that cat was Crookshanks... Then it would be a different matter altogether.
Although MALFOY Mannor usually just accomodated the MALFOYs (Catchphrase: Run First, Beg To Dark Lords Later), the pureblood snobs were housing an extra few 'friends'. Like one great big, evil sleepover. But instead of gossip about boys, the occupants of the Mannor plotted maleovent schemes and planned ways to kill Harry Potter (Catchphrase: But I am the Chosen One!). Yes- Draco, Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy were playing host to none other that Tom Marvello Riddle. A.K.A: Lord Voldemort (Catchphrase: YOLO? Not for me, Muggles!). A.K.A: One scary dude. Lucius grovelled at his feet incessantly, which made him annoyed. Very annoyed. He was so annoyed, in fact, that Voldemort decided that he would show that pompous git that calls himself Lucius Malfoy what happens if you mess with the most powerful dark wizard of all time.
"I'll curse him," He thought. "I'll teach him a lesson he'll never forget! [INSERT EVIL LAUGH]"
Being, as mentioned before, the most powerful dark wizard of all time, Voldemort figured 'what the heck?' and just fired a random curse in Malfoy's general direction.
But Voldemort should have taken his previous expiriences with curses into account before he fired at Malfoy.
"I'm getting this weird sense of deja vu here..." Voldemort thought as his own curse hit him squarely in the chest. "And why do I suddenly feel so... So feminine?"
Voldemort paced deliberately to a large mirror in the middle of the room he was in. For once, the Godric-foresaken thing had come in handy!
Instead of seeing forbidding eyes, thin lips, pale skin, a flat nose and a shiny (BALD!) head, what Lord Voldemort saw in the mirror was totally different. He saw plump lips, rosy cheeks, smooth pink skin and blonde hair. Blonde hair? Blonde hair! Oh no.
Lord Voldemort had only gone and jinxed himself into a woman. Or would that be Lady Voldemort?
A/N: And that little thing was the first chapter! I wrote most of it at night so forgive the spelling and/or grammar issues... I couldn't see any when I checked through, but let me know if I did mess up!
See you next time for the next chapter of 'Lord Volde-Messup'!
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