A/N: LOOK OUT FOR THE SEQUEL!! That's all!
Chapter Seven: Harry Learns Touch-Typing
Harry panted as the spinning swivel chair slowed down. He looks at his watch, That was only thirty seconds!?! Maybe it was a dream.
He felt the weight of Wiz's laptop on his knee, and wiped his cheek - lipstick, his robes had a birthday card from Snape in the pocket, and yak hair was on his shoes. That was no dream. Picking up his new laptop, he rushed into his room.
Uncle Vernon walked up to Harry, twitching violently. "You're rather suspicious. But don't tell that godfather of yours that you were left alone. You weren't, anyway." He left to go look for any possible damage done to the house.
Harry gasped, and brought the laptop out from under the covers of his tiny bed. He searched for Harry Potter and the Really Bad Fanfic online, there was only one Harry Potter fanfic on the internet. He sighed with relief, he would never go through that torture again.
Suddenly, Harry had an idea. He typed as quickly as he could, a screen-name flashed against his. Harry chose I_Lived, the other name was Dark_Lord. The little IM appeared on the screen.
Dark_LordSo you're back
I_LivedYeah, that was really.traumatizing. So terrible that I -
Dark_LordYes?
I_LivedI thank you for your mercy
Dark_LordWhat?
Harry smirked, and thought of Wormtail's use of pathetic adjectives. Voldemort wasn't as smart as he thought, if Harry could trick him. Like he was now.
I_Lived I am but a useless worm, I realized how weak I was compared to you. I understand you have the power to rule, it is no use fighting against you.
Dark_LordYou finally got some sense in you, Potter
I_LivedYes, please punish me for my insolence, when I join.
Dark_LordJoin? I_LivedOf course, you are so mighty, I am so.not. Let me join you, oh Great One. One who shall never die, One who deserves all he receives
Harry laughed out loud, but he was feeding Voldemort's ego. Dudley banged on the wall,
"Shut-up!"
Harry calmed down, and looked at the response.
Dark_LordVery well, oh devoted servant. You must find a way to transfer this statement in writing to me. The wizarding world must know their last hope is gone, I shall display this message in the stars, so all will know. I shall send Wormtail.
I_LivedNo! Too obvious, Dumbledore has his crooked nose over my house at all times. How about an e-mail? Although so muggle. I spit at that word.
Dark_LordVery well, servent. I shall punish you later, send it now. Or else I will change my mind.
I_LivedI want to put it in my own words. Hold on..
Four hours later, Harry finished his masterpiece. A tear ran down his cheek, he knew this was the end. He sent it over
I_Lived::LINK::
He saw Voldemort's screen-name click on the link, and a tear ran down his cheek, he knew this was the beginning...
SEQUEL COMING SOON
Chapter Seven: Harry Learns Touch-Typing
Harry panted as the spinning swivel chair slowed down. He looks at his watch, That was only thirty seconds!?! Maybe it was a dream.
He felt the weight of Wiz's laptop on his knee, and wiped his cheek - lipstick, his robes had a birthday card from Snape in the pocket, and yak hair was on his shoes. That was no dream. Picking up his new laptop, he rushed into his room.
Uncle Vernon walked up to Harry, twitching violently. "You're rather suspicious. But don't tell that godfather of yours that you were left alone. You weren't, anyway." He left to go look for any possible damage done to the house.
Harry gasped, and brought the laptop out from under the covers of his tiny bed. He searched for Harry Potter and the Really Bad Fanfic online, there was only one Harry Potter fanfic on the internet. He sighed with relief, he would never go through that torture again.
Suddenly, Harry had an idea. He typed as quickly as he could, a screen-name flashed against his. Harry chose I_Lived, the other name was Dark_Lord. The little IM appeared on the screen.
Dark_LordSo you're back
I_LivedYeah, that was really.traumatizing. So terrible that I -
Dark_LordYes?
I_LivedI thank you for your mercy
Dark_LordWhat?
Harry smirked, and thought of Wormtail's use of pathetic adjectives. Voldemort wasn't as smart as he thought, if Harry could trick him. Like he was now.
I_Lived I am but a useless worm, I realized how weak I was compared to you. I understand you have the power to rule, it is no use fighting against you.
Dark_LordYou finally got some sense in you, Potter
I_LivedYes, please punish me for my insolence, when I join.
Dark_LordJoin? I_LivedOf course, you are so mighty, I am so.not. Let me join you, oh Great One. One who shall never die, One who deserves all he receives
Harry laughed out loud, but he was feeding Voldemort's ego. Dudley banged on the wall,
"Shut-up!"
Harry calmed down, and looked at the response.
Dark_LordVery well, oh devoted servant. You must find a way to transfer this statement in writing to me. The wizarding world must know their last hope is gone, I shall display this message in the stars, so all will know. I shall send Wormtail.
I_LivedNo! Too obvious, Dumbledore has his crooked nose over my house at all times. How about an e-mail? Although so muggle. I spit at that word.
Dark_LordVery well, servent. I shall punish you later, send it now. Or else I will change my mind.
I_LivedI want to put it in my own words. Hold on..
Four hours later, Harry finished his masterpiece. A tear ran down his cheek, he knew this was the end. He sent it over
I_Lived::LINK::
He saw Voldemort's screen-name click on the link, and a tear ran down his cheek, he knew this was the beginning...
SEQUEL COMING SOON