Chapter 4

Voldemort heard the seven o' Clock chime from the old clock in the hall. He sat stiffly and then decided.

'It must be a joke from Blake! Of course it is! Why would Wormtail write something like that'

Voldemort repeated this over and over again.

Getting up he stretched from his up-right position in the arm chair and came to an idea.

If it was Blake, he would be waiting at the library to see me and Wormtail arrive! Right I'll go there now and hide and wait for Blake to emerge. Let's see how he likes a little 'joke'.

Voldemort sneaked along the corridors, in the shadows to make doubly sure he wouldn't be caught.

As he entered the library certain that Wormtail would be there, equally confused and worried he slid through the oak doors.

As he cast around he found no one there...

Great, stood up but someone I was going to stand-up…

Suddenly there was movement by the door and caught unaware Voldemort was stuck in the middle of the room with nowhere to hide. He dived undignified under the sofa opposite a red, comfy armchair.

It was Wormtail.

He shuffled in looking slightly embarrassed, clutching an identical letter to Voldemort's. He could smell the stench of the perfume from his hiding place. Wormtail crept across the room looking right and left before settling down in the red armchair.

Voldemort was stuck, with nowhere to go.

Then it seemed that Wormtail had changed his mind and decided to sit on the sofa. The one which Voldemort was hiding under. The sofa sagged under his weight and it pressured on Voldemort's head. He was gradually getting squashed seeing as the height of the sofa's bottom and the floor was very narrow.

He let out a wheeze of breathe and the sofa went still.

A head appeared over the side. Wormtail's.

'Er….Sir…' He said getting all flustered. 'What are you doing under the sofa?'

Voldemort glanced about quickly for something good enough to work as an excuse.

He eyes fell on the disused fire in the corner of the room.

'I was ...er… cold. So I erm… huddled under the sofa, to get some warmth.'

Wormtail gave him a funny look, and then a voice echoed round the library. It sounded remarkably like Blake's.

'I'm sure Wormtail will keep you warm. Huddle like penguins. Did you know that when penguins choose a mate they stay together for LIFE?'

Blushing furiously Wormtail helped Voldemort up from under the sofa.

An awkward silence followed before another echo came round.

'If your having trouble with conversation on your first date, talk about your interests and what you like doing. For example, you Lord Voldemort like killing, injuring, murdering and writing pretty poetry about rabbits and rainbows.'

Voldemort leapt up. 'I'm going to KILL him!'

He ran round the library demolishing the shelves and ripping books off and throwing them behind him.

Unable to find Blake, he stormed out of the library in a rage.

Wormtail was still standing quite shell-shocked in the middle of the room.

'Remember. If your boyfriend dumps you before you get chance to dump him, tell everyone it was YOUR decision.'

Wormtail looked terrified before running to the door skidding on '1001 ways to injure someone with evilness' and slamming the door behind him.

Blake ripped off his invisibility cloak and laughed loudly.

The echoing laughter followed Wormtail back to his room where he immediately started looking up on 'how to banish ghosts.'

A/N WELL! That was loads of fun to write. I don't know how good it will appear to you lot but what the hey! - Thanks to everyone that reviewed and next chapter is unpredictable.. so sorry!

Pia O' Leary: OMG! I can't believe you killed her! I can't wait for the sequel! But what happened to Bethany! Did you kill her too? :'(! I don't get kudos points cos I don't know where 'Its pink… and scented comes from… Sorry. Anyway how was this deary? (I wants kudos points -)

LuNa LoVeGoOd5: Thank you Rach! Your fics are marvy too! You've done so many - Thank you…. How was this chappy?

Paganicewand: THANK YOU! I love Blake too. He's gorgy porgy! After we've finished shooting Blake: The Movie, I'm taking him home and putting him in a picture frame over my mantelpiece. But never fear for I shall make cardboard cut-outs of him so you can buy them off EBay…