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Chapter 3: And the plot comes.
"You know what Voldie darling." McGonagall was stroking said persons bald head while she sat on his desk.
"Hm?" He mumbled. Voldemort was too busy trying to make a new evil plan, and this disturbance, however pleasent, was not welcome.
"You ought to steal Malfoy's hair." Voldemort looked up.
"Draco's hair?"
"Well, I ment his father's, but they're all the same right?"
Voldemort had an evil plan. Though it had nothing to do with Parry Otter. Or Hatter Porry. Or even that one kid... uh... Harry Potter. Yes, that little one with no life and nothing greatly concerning this story. No, this was a plan above all others, the greatest plan.
The evil laughter issueing from Voldemort's lair made the Death Eaters walking past cringe and run.
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REVEIW PLEASE!!! I think it's funny. Ok, the next chapter will have the plot continuing. I hope to have at least two more reviews... please? pokes out bottom lip