Why Voldemort Was After Harry Potter (or something like that)
Have you ever wondered why Voldemort forgot everyone else and went after the Potters? Why he killed Harry's parents to get to Harry Potter? Why did he want to kill Harry? He was only a baby.
If he was only a baby at the time, he wouldn't be a threat to his evil plans. Not in the slightest.
The Potters even tried to hide themselves from Voldemort using a secret-keeper and a powerful charm. But why was Voldemort specifically after the Potters? Is there something more to this question?
I think very much that there is.
Here is my theory…
"Malfoy, give me that piece of paper," said a cold voice, and a hand protruded from an armchair near the fire.
The man in the room handed him a yellowed piece of parchment, seeming to be very old. As the man in the armchair looked over the piece of parchment, Malfoy wrung his hands nervously. His master wouldn't be happy with this news he had brought him, scavenged from an old seer's home in Hogsmeade.
"Where did you find this," the man in the armchair's voice was shaking with rage as he held up the parchment, which was getting crushed in his hand from suppressed anger, which wouldn't be suppressed any more.
"I - I got it from an old seers house in Hogsmeade Village," he stammered, fearfully.
"Go to her house and bring her to me," he said coldly. There was a hint of unmistakable malice in his voice as he crumpled up the piece of old yellowed parchment and threw it in the fire.
"Yes, My Lord," said Malfoy, and he walked out the door, still wringing his hands.
Malfoy walked out the door and sighed a sigh of relief; he was quite glad to get out of that place in one piece at the state of that news he gave his master.
Silently, he made his way down the street and down a dark alley, making his way to the middle of the alley.
He looked both ways and upwards, then he got out his wand, said lumos and light came to the end of his wand.
Looking further around the alley for homeless people, which muggles had many of. When he saw no-one, he said nox and his wand went out. After that he put his wand back in his cloak and disapparated on the spot.
At that very moment, a man apparated in Hogsmeade Village with a small pop.
He looked around, apparently looking for people who might be lurking in the shadows, but then he seemed to shake himself as if saying to himself, 'nonsense! I am the person lurking in the darkness!'
The man walked suddenly down the vacant lane and stopped in front of a small cottage apart from all the others. This seemed to be where he was headed, so he walked up the small tidy path and stopped at the door. Not bothering to knock, he got out his wand, muttered alohomora and opened the door noiselessly, apparently wanting to stay hidden. He looked around the corner with his wand and slowly tiptoed in the door, surprised there wasn't any more security than a locked door at this time of the century.
Suddenly, a skinny looking lady with glasses that made her eyes too big for her face, came out of the shadows armed with her wand. She shouted a sort of spell that came shooting out of her wand in an array of yellow sparks.
He blocked this with a blocking spell and advanced on the lady.
Suddenly the man held up his wand and strong looking ropes flowed out of his wand, tying up the lady, who was staring wide-eyed at Malfoy, surprised that this could happen to her.
"hmph" she muttered, taking the ropes as an insult.
Malfoy got his wand again and muttered mobilicorpus and the lady started to float after him as he walked out the door, holding it open for the lady, who scowled, and turned her nose to the air and, uninterested in this, Malfoy started to walk down the street.
A few people from the houses looked out their windows, at the scene. But they dare not tell people what had happened, what they had seen. Otherwise he'd come after them too…
There was a knock at the door.
"Come in," said a cold voice.
The door creaked open and in came Malfoy with the skinny lady with the glasses.
"You have got the seer that had the parchment?" inquired the cold voice.
"Yes, this is her, My Lord," and he took the charm off her and she just stood there, bound with rope.
"You are the seer from Hogsmeade Village, which had the premonition that there was a little boy that would save us all?" asked the cold voice, swiveling around in his chair.
"You shall find out," replied the lady, mistily, as she seated herself in a near comfortable looking armchair, with difficulty.
"My deatheater here found a little piece of parchment belonging to a seer in Hogsmeade. I find it very interesting that it belonged to you, Sybill. I thought you were just a miserable fake," said Voldemort, a trace of amusement in his voice.
Sybill scowled back defiantly.
Suddenly, Voldemort took out his wand lazily and pointed it at her.
"Tell me, Sybill. How did you find this out?" he said tauntingly.
Sybill sighed, apparently looking quite annoyed at this question which seemed to keep hitting her back in the face.
"My friend came in one day to have a cup of tea. So I made the tea and -"
"Get to it!" interrupted Voldemort.
"I'm getting there, I'm getting there!" she replied.
"When I came back with the tea," she continued an obvious hint of annoyance in her voice. "I put it in front of her and asked how she was enjoying the weather. She said that she loved the weather, nice and cool as it was, with nice of clear blue sky, - " she stopped at this point, as Voldemort was glaring at her piercingly.
"And when she started sipping her tea, I sat back in my chair and I think I dozed off a bit. When I woke up she looked quite stricken. She said that I had had a premonition and that I had gone all up straight and my eyes rolled back in my head. I said this was nonsense until she said what I had said -"
"And that was?" Voldemort asked impatiently, pointedly pointing the wand back at her threateningly.
"That I'd said that a boy called Harry Potter will destroy the Dark Lord and that all will be happy forever," she said hurriedly, glancing nervously at the wand that seemed inches from her nose.
Voldemort pointed his wand at her, and muttered obliviate!
Suddenly a blankness came over Sybill Trelawney and she sat back in her chair and said, "Merry Christmas," in a vague voice.
"Your name is Sybill Trelawney and my name is Bob, this here is George and I highly recommend that you apparate back to Hogsmeade where your home is at number one, Someg Lane."
He then muttered to Malfoy… who now seemed to be George. "Lucius, bring her back to her house, she is no longer any use to us and if we kill her I don't want to clean up the mess and they'll be onto our trail… pesky ministry."
Lucius Malfoy pointed his wand at her and muttered the spell to take off the restraining ropes binding her arms to her body and took her outside the rickety, dark, old mansion near the busy street. Anyone who looked at it would think that no-one lived there… that it was vacant.
Voldemort turned back to the fire, twiddling his fingers.
"Goodbye Harry,"
Have you ever wondered why Voldemort forgot everyone else and went after the Potters? Why he killed Harry's parents to get to Harry Potter? Why did he want to kill Harry? He was only a baby.
If he was only a baby at the time, he wouldn't be a threat to his evil plans. Not in the slightest.
The Potters even tried to hide themselves from Voldemort using a secret-keeper and a powerful charm. But why was Voldemort specifically after the Potters? Is there something more to this question?
I think very much that there is.
Here is my theory…
"Malfoy, give me that piece of paper," said a cold voice, and a hand protruded from an armchair near the fire.
The man in the room handed him a yellowed piece of parchment, seeming to be very old. As the man in the armchair looked over the piece of parchment, Malfoy wrung his hands nervously. His master wouldn't be happy with this news he had brought him, scavenged from an old seer's home in Hogsmeade.
"Where did you find this," the man in the armchair's voice was shaking with rage as he held up the parchment, which was getting crushed in his hand from suppressed anger, which wouldn't be suppressed any more.
"I - I got it from an old seers house in Hogsmeade Village," he stammered, fearfully.
"Go to her house and bring her to me," he said coldly. There was a hint of unmistakable malice in his voice as he crumpled up the piece of old yellowed parchment and threw it in the fire.
"Yes, My Lord," said Malfoy, and he walked out the door, still wringing his hands.
Malfoy walked out the door and sighed a sigh of relief; he was quite glad to get out of that place in one piece at the state of that news he gave his master.
Silently, he made his way down the street and down a dark alley, making his way to the middle of the alley.
He looked both ways and upwards, then he got out his wand, said lumos and light came to the end of his wand.
Looking further around the alley for homeless people, which muggles had many of. When he saw no-one, he said nox and his wand went out. After that he put his wand back in his cloak and disapparated on the spot.
At that very moment, a man apparated in Hogsmeade Village with a small pop.
He looked around, apparently looking for people who might be lurking in the shadows, but then he seemed to shake himself as if saying to himself, 'nonsense! I am the person lurking in the darkness!'
The man walked suddenly down the vacant lane and stopped in front of a small cottage apart from all the others. This seemed to be where he was headed, so he walked up the small tidy path and stopped at the door. Not bothering to knock, he got out his wand, muttered alohomora and opened the door noiselessly, apparently wanting to stay hidden. He looked around the corner with his wand and slowly tiptoed in the door, surprised there wasn't any more security than a locked door at this time of the century.
Suddenly, a skinny looking lady with glasses that made her eyes too big for her face, came out of the shadows armed with her wand. She shouted a sort of spell that came shooting out of her wand in an array of yellow sparks.
He blocked this with a blocking spell and advanced on the lady.
Suddenly the man held up his wand and strong looking ropes flowed out of his wand, tying up the lady, who was staring wide-eyed at Malfoy, surprised that this could happen to her.
"hmph" she muttered, taking the ropes as an insult.
Malfoy got his wand again and muttered mobilicorpus and the lady started to float after him as he walked out the door, holding it open for the lady, who scowled, and turned her nose to the air and, uninterested in this, Malfoy started to walk down the street.
A few people from the houses looked out their windows, at the scene. But they dare not tell people what had happened, what they had seen. Otherwise he'd come after them too…
There was a knock at the door.
"Come in," said a cold voice.
The door creaked open and in came Malfoy with the skinny lady with the glasses.
"You have got the seer that had the parchment?" inquired the cold voice.
"Yes, this is her, My Lord," and he took the charm off her and she just stood there, bound with rope.
"You are the seer from Hogsmeade Village, which had the premonition that there was a little boy that would save us all?" asked the cold voice, swiveling around in his chair.
"You shall find out," replied the lady, mistily, as she seated herself in a near comfortable looking armchair, with difficulty.
"My deatheater here found a little piece of parchment belonging to a seer in Hogsmeade. I find it very interesting that it belonged to you, Sybill. I thought you were just a miserable fake," said Voldemort, a trace of amusement in his voice.
Sybill scowled back defiantly.
Suddenly, Voldemort took out his wand lazily and pointed it at her.
"Tell me, Sybill. How did you find this out?" he said tauntingly.
Sybill sighed, apparently looking quite annoyed at this question which seemed to keep hitting her back in the face.
"My friend came in one day to have a cup of tea. So I made the tea and -"
"Get to it!" interrupted Voldemort.
"I'm getting there, I'm getting there!" she replied.
"When I came back with the tea," she continued an obvious hint of annoyance in her voice. "I put it in front of her and asked how she was enjoying the weather. She said that she loved the weather, nice and cool as it was, with nice of clear blue sky, - " she stopped at this point, as Voldemort was glaring at her piercingly.
"And when she started sipping her tea, I sat back in my chair and I think I dozed off a bit. When I woke up she looked quite stricken. She said that I had had a premonition and that I had gone all up straight and my eyes rolled back in my head. I said this was nonsense until she said what I had said -"
"And that was?" Voldemort asked impatiently, pointedly pointing the wand back at her threateningly.
"That I'd said that a boy called Harry Potter will destroy the Dark Lord and that all will be happy forever," she said hurriedly, glancing nervously at the wand that seemed inches from her nose.
Voldemort pointed his wand at her, and muttered obliviate!
Suddenly a blankness came over Sybill Trelawney and she sat back in her chair and said, "Merry Christmas," in a vague voice.
"Your name is Sybill Trelawney and my name is Bob, this here is George and I highly recommend that you apparate back to Hogsmeade where your home is at number one, Someg Lane."
He then muttered to Malfoy… who now seemed to be George. "Lucius, bring her back to her house, she is no longer any use to us and if we kill her I don't want to clean up the mess and they'll be onto our trail… pesky ministry."
Lucius Malfoy pointed his wand at her and muttered the spell to take off the restraining ropes binding her arms to her body and took her outside the rickety, dark, old mansion near the busy street. Anyone who looked at it would think that no-one lived there… that it was vacant.
Voldemort turned back to the fire, twiddling his fingers.
"Goodbye Harry,"