Disclamer: If I owned Harry Potter which I don't, I would be writing the sixth book right now not fan fictions.

A/N So woooo! Another chapter I would like to thank my reviewers so far. They have been mentioned at the bottom there. But read the chapter first.. pretty please :)!

Chapter 3

Lord Voldemort woke up bright and early that morning. The sun was shining and warm. He walked over to his window to see a blackbird singing merrily. It hopped closer to the window until it was sitting on the windowsill in the hope of breadcrumbs.

Voldemort lowered his hand slowly towards the bird, as it hopped closer and pushed it off the windowsill letting it fall far below him.

Laughing evilly as he heard it squawk as it hit the floor, he heard tutting from the doorway.

He turned round to see Blake leaning in the doorway shaking his head.

'Didn't your mother tell you it's not nice to bully smaller beings then yourself Tommy?'

'Tommy' growled and walked out the room, marching down the corridor.

Blake followed keeping in pace with him.

'I mean what is with you and tormenting people? I mean a blackbird today, tomorrow it'll be a defenceless kitty. I mean haven't you had enough?'

Voldemort turned a corner swiftly but to his disappointment still didn't lose Blake.

'Harry Potter! What has he ever done to you apart from surviving your killer curse, humiliating you and bringing your downfall? You gave him a scar. That's not nice. And remember Johnny Pocover from your....Primary school?'

Voldemort stood stock still in the corridor, causing Blake to bump into him.

'HOW THE HELL DO YOU KNOW ABOUT JOHNNY POCOVER?'

Blake smiled and waved a black diary in Voldemort's face.

'You didn't need get Lucius to slip this is my cauldron for me to find it, Tommy'

Voldemort snatched it off him and stormed down the hall.

Once again he turned to find Blake behind him.

'OH YEAH! Forgot to tell you sir, I found this is Wormtails room. It was addressed to you.'

He handed the pink envelope to Voldemort and slouched off.

Voldemort opened it and a waft of strong perfume hit him in the face making him choke. The letter opened wide into a mouth shape and said in a perfect imitation of Wormtails weedy voice 'Oh Voldemort, you're divine, I wish you were mine! Meet me at the Library tonight at 7.'

Lord Voldemort threw the letter hastily into the nearby fireplace before – looking utterly disgusted – ran undignified to his room.

Hiding behind a gargoyle, Blake clapped a hand over his mouth so he wouldn't laugh too loud.

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