Voldemort looked around at all the happy, happy people.
"What to do?" he thought, "What to do?"
"Voldemort! Lord Voldemort!" Voldemort turned to see who was calling his name. He saw Draco Malfoy runing toward him.
"Voldemort! I love you!" Draco called.
"You know, those men/woman really do scare me," Voldemort said.
"Yeah, me too, kill him," Mandy said.
"Okay, Avada Kedavera," Draco died. "Wasn't that supposed to be dramatic?" Voldmort asked.
"Seemed pretty dramatic to me."
"Now what?"
"Kill everyone, starting with Krum, he's really starting to creep me out. Especially with the whole hula dancing thing."
"Okay," Voldemort ran off, killing everyone.
"Now what?" He asked. Coming back to Mandy.
"Well, the story is supposed to end now," Mandy said.
"But it hasn't."
"Yeah, I know, wonder why."
"Because I haven't killed everyone yet, I have to kill you too."
"Sorry, cant kill me."
"Why not?"
"Cause, I'm the author."
"Your are?"
"Yes, I am."
"What exactly is the author doing inside her own fanfiction?"
"It's a fanfiction, duh, everyone writes themselves into their stories these days."
"That probably gets boring."
"I know, it does, you read a story and you can usually figure out how it's going to end before you've finished chapter 1."
"Oh, that sucks, so, now what happens?"
"I dunno."
"You're the author."
"Um, I dunno?"
"I've got an idea!"
"Really? What?"
"Avada Kedavera." In that moment Mandy died.
"Why hasn't the story ended?" Voldemort asked himself, since everyone else was dead.
"Maybe I have to say my finishing line?" He considered. Placing himself in the proper dramatic bad guy pose Voldemort spoke.
"And they thought I was sane," he said dramatically, adding an evil crackle at the end for effect.