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JKrowling is the kewl!1! I love HP, Ive read all the books!1! Sadly I don't own anything but Marjolein and Shari (you'll love them!). And whatever you say, they are not Mary-Sues! Im 15 and the best in englsih in my class! This is dedicated to the CUTEST boi ever (smooch)! PlZ Review!

And a WARNING FOR teh SLASH.

PROLOGUE

'You know, it is great to have my body back. So many things I can do which I haven't done in fourteen years.' Voldemort said, while doing a few stretching exercises.

'Yes sir yes it is.'

'That's right, Wormtail, I forgot… You were trapped in the body of a rat for… what was it? Ten years?' asked Vorldemort.

'Also fourteen years, sir. Fourteen long years.'

'Yes, wel pity you changed back. We were working on the plan. Any ideas to bring it into practice?' Voldemort always asked for ideas, mostle he let Peter work out a very difficult and complicated plan, but in the end, he always came up with something himself. The Portkey, last year at the Triwizard Champonships had been something he liked to call "a plan of pure genius", it had been his.

'Maybe, sir, we could take over the Hogwarts Express?' Wormtail asked, hopefully.

'No, that's to obvious. Everyone knows of my return. The Hogwarts staff will be guarding Potter, and it would cause panic. What use is a train full of panicky students?'

'Couldn't we try and attack him at his aunt and uncle's, where he's living?'

'Not done your research properly, have you, Wormtail? A girl of about fifteen walked in and dropped herself in one of the big leather couches of the Riddle House with a loud 'thud'. 'If you would have, you would have known that Dumbledore's cast numerous Protection Charms over Privet Drive and he's got several witches and wizards watching Potter twenty-fourseven. And if you had put in an effort, you would have known that he'll be staying with the Weasleys come Augustus.' She threw her head back against the head-rest and closed her eyes. She looked a lot like Tom Riddle, the hansom boy Voldemort once had been. Her hair was very dark and sleek and her face was very pale, her eyes were bright blue and she had an attitude very much like Volemort. 'So,… basically, that's not a very good plan…'

Pettigrew scowled.

'Wormtale! How come you didn't have that information? I am supposed to depend on you. You can easily slip outside and retrieve useful rumours, but since I cant even trust you to do that…' Voldemort pointed his wand at Wormtail.

'Don't… We might need him' The girl said as she opened her eyes again.

'Might we? There is no plan as of yet, and if we have to rely on him, there will never be one.'

'Come on. If you want this done, you should start working properly on that ruddy plan of yours Now drop the bloody wand.'

'Have you never heard of respecting your elders?' Voldemort asked, looking slightly put out after putting his wand back in his robes. 'Fifteen and already swearing. Who raised you that way? It was a terrible crime.'

'So was leaving your daughter when she was barely one year old…' The girl said contemptously.

'Deary, I couldn't come back and you know that…' Voldemort cooed in an odd way.

'Don't call me deary… I just met you two weeks ago.'

'Yes, it's such a shame we didn't have-… If I would have known I had a grand-daughter all these years… You have my good looks and my strong character.' Voldemort swoll with pride. 'You have the ability to be great, just like you grand-father! Shame the orfanage is picking you up in three weeks…'

'Spare me the emotional rambling and start working on the plan.' She said annoyed. 'But just a word of advise, I wouldn't trust him too much if you want it to be a success.' She pointed haughtily at Wormtail.

She stood up and turned to leave the room.

'You know a better way then?' Pettigrew yelled after her. 'You could do it?'

She doubled back.

'Like taking candy from a baby.' She shot a mean look at her grand-father and then said. 'Of course, some find this easier then others…'
'Deary…' Voldemort said again.

The girl rolled her eyes.

He sighed. 'I dont want you to get involved in this. This is not your fight.'

'It bloody well is! I didn't have a family because of that Potter-boy, I was raised in an orfanage! Besides, you two are not getting anywhere if you keep bickering like two old ladies! You need my help.'

Pettigrew and Voldemort were looking imploringly at her.

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