Voldermort looked out of the window in despair.
"Wormtail, I need you to find a witch, a witch that is young, pretty, and carefree and a supporter of me."
"Why … why … of course, it would be m…m…y pleasure, my lord"
"I want you to go now, I need her by tomorrow."
"Y-yes my lord," Wormtail stuttered as he bowed out of the room.
And so the night went by and Voldermort simply went over his plan to murder the Potters. He whispered incantations as he fell into a deep sleep.
Brightness shone down over the shack, and Voldermort woke up with a start. Wormtail was at the door, his sneakoscopes were going off.
"You may come in Wormtail," Voldermort said softly but his words being a password to let the man into the shack.
"My Lord, I found a girl for you, h-h-here she is," Wormtail moved further into the house so he was no longer blocking the doorway. Suddenly there was a movement in the doorway.
"Wormtail said I could be of assistance, my lord," A young woman said with her eyes gleaming.
"Yes Miss Black … I do believe you can be of service …" Voldermort smirked as he went over his plan with the willing servant.
9 months passed and a baby was born, not just any ordinary baby, but the heir of Voldermort and Salazar Slytherin