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Chapter 4
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Hermione, Ron and Harry were walking along a dark, deserted, eerie school corridor.
"Why are all the corridors in Hogwarts dark, deserted and eerie?" Ron asked.
Harry shrugged. "You know, I never gave it much thought."
SUDDENLY, (there's always a suddenly), some blood-red words started to appear on the wall in front of them.
I AM GOING TO GET YOU, HARRY.
"Oooh, look at that!" Ron exclaimed, pointing to the inscription. "Looks like someone has a crush on you, Harry." He made kissing noises.
Voldemort, who was hiding in the shadows, exhaled impatiently and erased the words with a flick of his wand. He thought perhaps he had better be more specific, and replaced it with a more straightforward sentence.
YOU WILL DIE, HARRY.
No one batted an eyelid.
Voldemort rolled his eyes. These people really are idiots. He added yet another line.
SIGNED, VOLDEMORT.
Hermione cocked her head to one side and thought for a minute. "That should really be Yours Sincerely, you know."