Too much love will kill you.
"I'm just the pieces of the man I used to be, too many bitter tears are raining down on me." Voldemort PoV:
'I'm surrounded by incompetent fools! They are a complete disgrace, if this is the dark art these days I'm going good!
I'm an Evil Overlord, I am not supposed to be living in squalor and taking in abandoned kittens to keep me company when Wormtail is off doing Merlin knows what with Nott.
It's fine and dandy being reborn and all that but these damned eyes are itching from all the dust, I couldn't remember what it was like to cry. Evil wizards don't cry, not even when disembodied howl perhaps….'
"Master! Master!" Voldemort stopped his thoughts and paused his quill, "Yes Wormtail?" "Most Evil Lord Voldemort, we just received new intelligence from Hogwarts." Finally Lucius is coming through for once. Voldemort smiled. Look at him quivering before me, look at my power over the servants. "Well bring it in then!" "Yes master, of course master, right away." Bowing twice Wormtail ran out of the room. Voldemort dipped his quill and resumed writing.
'…At the dithering idiots that are a constant plague on my patience. "Yes master, we bow at your command master, shall I lick your boots master?"'
"WORMTAIL!" "Y-yes master?" he skidded to a halt in front of Lord Voldemort.
"Bring me a cup of hot chocolate with extra marshmallows." It's good to be boss.