THIS IS DEDICATED TO HENRI PEARL, WHO HAS BEEN REQUESTING THIS CHAPTER!
Voldemorts POV
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I was fast asleep, dreaming of a certain ginger boy, Ron Weasley.
When I got a phone call.
It was 4:59 in the morning!
I answered it and heard my bestie, Harry Potter's voice.
"What in Hagrids Beard are you calling me at this time for?" I demanded.
"I am on the way to hogwarts and am sooooo bored, Nagina and Draco are asleep.
"Voldemorts knickers Harry! Call Dumbledoor and don't disturb me!" I said hanging up and going back to sleep.
I got another call at 7:00 in the morning.
"They are still asleep!" Harry complained.
"Cool, let's talk about them," I whispered.
"I think that Nagina is cheating on Draco with Dave!" Harry whispered.
"Yeah, I bet you are right, after all, Dave is a player!" I laughed.
"They have waken up!" Harry said, hanging up.
I called Dave.
"Hey Dave!" I smiled.
"Ma name is Jon!" Dave shouted.
"Did you say Don?" a voice asked.
"No, I said Dave!" I answered.
"Well my name is Don, I am friends with Jon and Moob man!" he smiled, looking at me.
Don was very old, just like Dave.
"Who is moob man?" I asked.
"He is this guy that has giant man boobs, we call him moob man!" Don smiled.
"Cool!" I grinned.
"For his birthday I am making him a mra (man bra)," Don grinned.
"Can I help?" I asked
"Sure!" he grinned.
We got to work making Moob man his mra.
But I have a confession, I think I no longer love Ron!
I love Don!
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