Chapter 2
It won't be long now until I can put my plan into action. I'm growing stronger by the day. As I killed a horrible little muggle boy today, my only thoughts were of Harry Potter. As the boy screamed, I cursed his stupid black fluffy hair. I thought of those glasses which I dream of smashing. His annoying little smirk as I watch him being praised for almost defeating me once more. I can't stand it. How could this skinny little boy have become my biggest rival? I am ashamed to think that someone so young and who has grown up in a muggle house hold could almost defeat me or worse still that it does not fear him to do so.
I commiserate myself though. Soon, I will be beside him, close to him. He will not know I am there though. The stronger I grow, the nearer the time draws towards when I will be walking beside him as a friend. I will be going to classes with him, as though I was a normal boy. He will never suspect a thing. I will befriend him. It won't take me long to infect his brain. That is what I am the master at doing. I have a strange sort of control over people. It is not just through power that I get my followers. People wan to believe me.
I had to ask one of my followers to capture this little boy today. The man was afraid. I could sense that he didn't think it was right to do this. His name is Beader. He went to school with me and we were once friends. I never told him of the Chamber of Secrets through my whole school years. He never knew the hatred which possessed me. A month ago, while I was amongst my strongest supporters for a meeting, a voice spoke in my mind. That's how they call me, you know. It was asking where I was, Beader. He was keen to join me to follow in the path I was leading towards the end of mudbloods and Harry Potter. I summoned him. I thought he was loyal. I believed that he was as eager as I am to kill the filth of the wizarding society, but today I spotted that his allegiance lies elsewhere. Yes, I am sure of it! Dumbledore sent him. He shivered as I commanded him to capture a young boy. Once again, I have been a fool to trust. Never again! You can trust no one but yourself. I will have to keep a very close eye on him from now on, and as always, he must not discover my plan. The plan that won't fail. The plan that will be the killing of Harry Potter.