This is a shorter chapter, I hope you enjoy it!
"Where are you slinking off to?" The boy asked, half asleep.
Voldemort twisted his head around to glare at Jeremiah. Only the boy's head and a small bit of his forearm were visible from under a mass of sheets.
"You're going after Potter aren't you?" Jeremiah continued. "I wouldn't do that if I were you. Sure you've been waiting for ten years and you want to get back at the little brat who took all your power and forced you to be stuck in a magically deprived snake's boy. I wouldn't blame you, even I would want revenge for an insult like that, a mouse shouldn't teach a snake how to strike. But listen to me Dark Lord, wait."
Voldemort hissed an equivalent of a sigh. He knew that the boy was about to give some complex point that would actually be plausible. Sometimes he swore that Jeremiah came up with complicated explanation just to have his own way. That or to annoy everyone Jeremiah came across. The boy seemed to enjoy tormenting people as much as he did.
"The reason you shouldn't is Dumbledore. He's already talked to me about my imprisonment in Azkaban over the summer, and he is still keeping an eye on me. If we move to get Harry's blood now, we won't be able to get out of Hogwarts. Just wait for right before Christmas. We'll leave no problem then. If ten years didn't kill you, a few months won't do the job."
As always, the boy was right. No need to worry Dumbledore before Voldemort was ready. After he had gathered all of his forces, then they would take on Dumbledore and world.
Voldemort slithered back to Jeremiah's bed. "Why Hufflepuff?" He hissed with scorn.
Jeremiah asked, "For my house? It's easy. In Griffindor I would have to be heroic and race around and save everyone. I'm too smart for Ravenclaw, I don't want to make people jealous. That will be too much trouble. Now Slytherin. Everyone expects the traitors and evil people to be in Slytherin. It is twice as hard to obtain trust and respect. Whereas in Hufflepuff everyone trusts everyone so when the betrayal comes no one expects it lots of hurt expressions and plenty of tears and denial. And besides the beds in Hufflepuff are the most comfy."
"How would you come by that information?"
The boy shrugged, "I have my ways. But yeah, it was the comfy beds that sold me. Nice, big, fluffy, with plenty of sheets and blankets."
"Beds were your defining choice in choosing a Hogwarts house?"
"A guy has to sleep. Might as well sleep like a king instead of a pauper."