It was the 28th of December, the day of Jemima's birthday.

"Tom! Wake up! It's my birthday! Wake up, Tom!" Voldemort groaned as he rolled over onto his back and turned his head to the side to look at Jemima. "Come on. Get out of bed! Let's go!" she started to walk away from the bed, but Voldemort grabbed onto her and plopped her onto the bed causing her to giggle.

"What is your birthday wish?" he asked her calmly.

"Uh uh! Not telling!" she said as she jumped down from the bed and ran downstairs to the dining room.

Voldemort chuckled before getting off of his bed and making his way down to the dining room.

"Happy Birthday, Miss Jemima." Tunie said as she put dog food down on the floor for Spirit.

"Thank you, Tunie!"

Voldemort walked over to his chair and sat down. "I have invited Severus, the Mafloy's" -he scowled when he thought about the fact that Lucius Malfoy would be there- "Bellatrix, and the Lestrange brothers."

Jemima's blue eyes widened. "'Dolphus and 'Bastan will be here?"

He chuckled and nodded his head. "I thought you'd want them to be here for your birthday." then their food was suddenly on their plate but before he started eating he told Jemima, "And those presents you got for Christmas were also your birthday presents."

"Oh, ok!" she smiled then started to eat her breakfast.

%HP%

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Jemima! Happy birthday to you!"

Jemima giggled as they all sang to her. She looked at the candles but before she blew them out she closed her eyes and made her wish, I wish Tom looked more like a human. She then blew out the candles and everyone cheered loudly.

"What did you wish for, Jemima?" Draco asked her.

Jemima shook her head. "Not telling! So don't ask again!" she said with a giggle.

He pouted. "But, I'm your best friend!" he whined loudly.

She giggled. "If I tell you it won't come true! Don't you know that?"

"Oh." he blinked owlishly. "Ok, I won't ask again."

"Good." she looked away from Draco and looked at Voldemort. "Can we have cake now?"

Voldemort chuckled with a nod then he got everyone a plate and started cutting the cake. Handing Jemima the first piece of cake, and handing Lucius the last piece, scowling at him as he handed it to him.

%HP%

It was early in the morning when Voldemort woke up. He yawned as he got out of bed and went to the bathroom. He went to the bathroom and washed his hands in the sink. As he washed his hands, he glanced up at the mirror, but saw a glimpse of black on top of his head. So he looked up at the mirror and his eyes widened.

"What in Merlin's beard is this?"

He didn't have the snake-like face anymore. He looked human. He had short, wavy black hair, blue eyes, and pale skin. He looked to be in his thirties.

He touched his face, examining it, testing it to see if this was a dream or not.

It wasn't.

"Oh my Gods." his eyes widened even more. "Jemima." he said softly as he ran to her room and opened her door. He walked over to her bed and shook her awake. "Jemima, what did you do?" he shouted as she woke up. "What did you do!"

Jemima's eyes widened when she realized who it was. "I'm sorry, I thought you would have wanted it. I didn't think it would come true, anyways. I'm sorry, don't be mad." she sobbed at the thought of him being mad at her. Tears then started falling down her face.

"Now no one will take me seriously because I don't look scary! Now I look like a normal human being." Spirit started barking at Voldemort's shouts, causing him to look at the puppy. "Oh shut it, you filthy thing!" the puppy whimpered and stopped barking. Voldemort looked back at Jemima, and saw that she was crying hysterically. "Oh stop your crying! It's giving me a headache!" her crying didn't stop, so he left her room with a loud growl and ran to his room and slammed the door and climbed into bed and screamed into his pillow.

THIS IS NOT WHAT I WANTED!

'I am upset with you at the moment. Yelling at a harmless little girl for something so stupid. It was her birthday, at least let her wish for something she wants.'

It was a stupid wish. I can't believe she wished for this. Why not wish for a new pet? I would have liked that a lot better.

'She was trying to be selfless. She cares more for her friends and family than her. Give her some respect for that.'

I don't look scary anymore. I don't look like a Lord now.

'SO WHAT? My goodness. Is that all you think about? Becoming the 'Lord Voldemort, Ruler of the Wizarding World'? You are nothing but a selfish man. Go apologize this instant!'

NO! I shouldn't have to apologize! She should.

At that said, the voice didn't say anything else.

Two hours later, he got up off his bed and walked to Jemima's room. He heard soft sobs through the door. He opened the door slowly, and saw her cuddling Spirit close to her. The puppy was trying to comfort her by nudging her chin.

"Jemima." he said softly.

Jemima raised her head with a gasp and ran into his arms. "I'm so sorry! Please forgive me!"

He slid down the closed door, and sat on the floor, holding her to his chest. Tears were pooling at the corners of his eyes. "Shhh... I should be the one who is sorry." the tears pooling at the corners of his eyes finally fell down his face. "I'm so sorry for yelling. Shh... calm down. Shhhhhh..." he let out a loud sob, scaring himself beyond belief, which made him cry even more.

They sat there for an hour, crying. Then they sat there for another hour before they both fell asleep. Voldemort clutching her to his chest and Jemima clutching onto his shirt.

This little girl has successfully changed his life. But he still wants to destroy Harry Potter.

A/N: Oooooooooh! :O I felt kind of bad for writing that portion of the chapter. Dx Bah. Hope you liked this chapter. I think I made him the character he should be in this chapter. Lol, I made him in character. xD

Chapter Question: Why did Jemima wish for Voldemort to look more human?