~ Chapter 6: Evil Planning ~
He was pissed, no furious was more like it, that damn Potter boy had survived one to many times, it didn't even matter how hard he tried.
It all started that one fateful evening in 1981. Voldemort heard a preminission that the Potter boy would kill him when he grew up so he decided to stop him from growing up, luckily he had a man on the inside one of James Potters best friends: Peter Pettigrew, who recently became their secret keeper and would be the last mistake they would ever make. Pettigrew told them were he would find them and a date one they would be alone in the house without Potter's other friends: Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. That day went rather well for Voldemort, he killed some muggles, then going into 'Godric's Hollow' was easier then expected, James Potter wasn't even a threat and was death quickly enough, but then that damn girl kept getting in his way begging him to kill her instead, not knowing what would happen if he did he granted a part of her wish: he killed her, but little did he know that her death would have protected that little brad of hers and his spell backfired, he didn't die of course but he hasn't got a body of his own anymore.
Then ten years later he found a willing victim who would share his body for the time being which he could use to find the 'philosopher stone' but that plan backfired too when that damn Potter boy interfered once again, the year after that his younger self was unable to stop him and two years later the boy excapted ruining his well laid plans. And on top of that he captured his loyal servant Wormtail and since that day he decided he had to kill the boy for good and if you want something done right, do it yourself and he waited until the perfect opportunity presented himself. He decided to lay low for awhile not attacking anybody giving everybody a false sense of security and when the time was right he would attack and kill the boy fore good. He asked his servant 'Snape' who was his insider in Hogwards for all the dates of the Hogsmeade weekends which he quickly got. Then he heard that Harry and his friends wouldn't be going to Hogsmeade the first of April but would be staying at Hogwards for a pick - nick, he decided the time was right.
When the day came Voldemort just hid in the trees by the lake and watched them enjoy themselves thinking 'Enjoy while you can young Potter cause it will be your last!' and he grinned evilly. He watched them talk for awhile waiting for the prefect moment but panicked slightly when his friends stared calling Harry's name who didn't react, at first the tough that Harry heard him and quickly cast an invisibility charm hiding himself even more but re-appeared when he realised it was a false alarm. They talked a little after that and heard the girl say it was time to go back inside, he smiled evilly and realised his time had come. He waited 'till they packed everything and when they started walking, Harry being the last one to leave, he quickly cast a spell to rip the basket he was carrying and everything fell to the floor, 'Perfect' he thought. He saw the Malfoy boy come toward him and the other two stop, if he had know about that boy he would have killed him a long time ago but he smiled and thought 'Oh well, at least his father paid' and he went back to the conversation "I'm fine Draco, you go ahead, I'll be right there" he heard Harry say but the Malfoy boy seems hesitant at first but since Harry was persistent that he should 'go ahead and try to find something out about those two' pointing at the two man now talking to the other two, he left Harry and went with the others toward the castle. When they were far enough he decided this was the time that the boy-who- lived would become the boy-who-died and revealed himself. He got rather close but then Harry's scar began to hurt and saw the boy drop to his knees yelling at the top of his lungs. He forgot about the scar, now he couldn't just kill the boy and disappear without anyone ever noticing he was there cause the yell alerted his friends and those ex- friends of Wormtails. But he was prepared to fight, it wasn't like they were his match anyways and he laughed cruelly.
Preparing himself for what would be an interesting 'little' battle.
He was pissed, no furious was more like it, that damn Potter boy had survived one to many times, it didn't even matter how hard he tried.
It all started that one fateful evening in 1981. Voldemort heard a preminission that the Potter boy would kill him when he grew up so he decided to stop him from growing up, luckily he had a man on the inside one of James Potters best friends: Peter Pettigrew, who recently became their secret keeper and would be the last mistake they would ever make. Pettigrew told them were he would find them and a date one they would be alone in the house without Potter's other friends: Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. That day went rather well for Voldemort, he killed some muggles, then going into 'Godric's Hollow' was easier then expected, James Potter wasn't even a threat and was death quickly enough, but then that damn girl kept getting in his way begging him to kill her instead, not knowing what would happen if he did he granted a part of her wish: he killed her, but little did he know that her death would have protected that little brad of hers and his spell backfired, he didn't die of course but he hasn't got a body of his own anymore.
Then ten years later he found a willing victim who would share his body for the time being which he could use to find the 'philosopher stone' but that plan backfired too when that damn Potter boy interfered once again, the year after that his younger self was unable to stop him and two years later the boy excapted ruining his well laid plans. And on top of that he captured his loyal servant Wormtail and since that day he decided he had to kill the boy for good and if you want something done right, do it yourself and he waited until the perfect opportunity presented himself. He decided to lay low for awhile not attacking anybody giving everybody a false sense of security and when the time was right he would attack and kill the boy fore good. He asked his servant 'Snape' who was his insider in Hogwards for all the dates of the Hogsmeade weekends which he quickly got. Then he heard that Harry and his friends wouldn't be going to Hogsmeade the first of April but would be staying at Hogwards for a pick - nick, he decided the time was right.
When the day came Voldemort just hid in the trees by the lake and watched them enjoy themselves thinking 'Enjoy while you can young Potter cause it will be your last!' and he grinned evilly. He watched them talk for awhile waiting for the prefect moment but panicked slightly when his friends stared calling Harry's name who didn't react, at first the tough that Harry heard him and quickly cast an invisibility charm hiding himself even more but re-appeared when he realised it was a false alarm. They talked a little after that and heard the girl say it was time to go back inside, he smiled evilly and realised his time had come. He waited 'till they packed everything and when they started walking, Harry being the last one to leave, he quickly cast a spell to rip the basket he was carrying and everything fell to the floor, 'Perfect' he thought. He saw the Malfoy boy come toward him and the other two stop, if he had know about that boy he would have killed him a long time ago but he smiled and thought 'Oh well, at least his father paid' and he went back to the conversation "I'm fine Draco, you go ahead, I'll be right there" he heard Harry say but the Malfoy boy seems hesitant at first but since Harry was persistent that he should 'go ahead and try to find something out about those two' pointing at the two man now talking to the other two, he left Harry and went with the others toward the castle. When they were far enough he decided this was the time that the boy-who- lived would become the boy-who-died and revealed himself. He got rather close but then Harry's scar began to hurt and saw the boy drop to his knees yelling at the top of his lungs. He forgot about the scar, now he couldn't just kill the boy and disappear without anyone ever noticing he was there cause the yell alerted his friends and those ex- friends of Wormtails. But he was prepared to fight, it wasn't like they were his match anyways and he laughed cruelly.
Preparing himself for what would be an interesting 'little' battle.