(When we last left Voldemort and Quirrell, they were in the shower, and Quirrell was about to explain to out dear Dark Lord why he sings in the shower…)
Quirrell: Well…you see, when you found me in that forest, I was actually on my way to an audition for Albania Idol. Everyday I would practice while taking a shower in water that had been through a special ritual done by a Buddhist Monk.
Voldy: So that was what it was…
Quirrell: What was what??
Voldy: I heard this atrocious noise in the forest. I thought it was a dying goat, or some kind of beached flounder. Apparently it was you.
(They are now out of the shower, Quirrell in a purple fluffy bathrobe.)
Quirrell: Are you saying my singing sounds like a dying goat or a beached flounder?
Voldy: Yes, that is exactly what I am saying.
Quirrell: Well maybe if you hadn't been creeping me out, I would have sang better.
Voldy: No, I don't think you would have.'
Quirrell: Must you be so blunt?
Voldy: I am the Dark Lord Voldemort. What else am I going to be? Nice?
Quirrell: Well have you ever give it a try?
Voldy: No, and I don't plan to.
Quirrell: Why?
Voldy: I don't have to explain the complex emotions and thoughts of my inner mind to a mere commoner like you.
Quirrell: FINE! I'M JUST LETTING YOU LIVE OFF THE BACK OF MY HEAD, IS ALL!!
Voldy: Well, it's not like I had much of a choice about who I would share heads with. It was either you, or a goat herder, and quite frankly, I am now wishing I could have gone with the goat herder.
Quirrell: Are you saying I am not a good minion.
Voldy: yes. And another thing.
Quirrell: What is it now?
Voldy: GET THESE DARNED EYE PATCHES OFF OF ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A/N: I had a little bit of trouble with this chapter, but i hope you like it! please Review!!