Hey everyone! So, here's chapter two, all from Voldemorts point of view! I had a lot of fun writing this chapter and after making you cry last chapter, I hope this one makes you roll on the floor laughing. Enjoy!

~Cissa

What…what happened? How did I get on the floor? Where am I? Why do I feel so…so…weak? Wait, it's all coming back to me... the Potters! I have just succeeded in killing Lilly and James Potter! Ha Ha Ha, revenge is sweat! Finally, after three attempts at trying to kill them…finally, I…have…WON!

But their son…yes, it's coming back to me now. I killed the worthless mother and turned on the son, I took out my wand and then…ugh, come on Tom, think! What happened next? I…I said the spell and then…and then…pain! Pain beyond anything I had ever experienced before in my life. It was like…like my soul had been ripped from my body. You don't think…no, it's impossible. I couldn't have made a horcrux without meaning to…could I? Not to self: look up for information on horcruxes when I get back to the Malfoy's.

Ahh! What are those lights? They keep flashing red and blue and red and blue and red and …Ahh! Stupid muggle contraption. When I take over the world those flashing lights will be the first things to go. First though, I must find out what exactly what they are. They're coming from outside…better open this window to get a closer look…Ahh! What is this vile magic! My hand…it's…gone! It's just…smoke! What if…oh no, oh please no!

I must find a mirror, but where? Aha! Potters room. A vain, conceited, pompus, arrogant fool like him must have a mirror in his bedroom. Let me see, which way? Was it a left than a right, or a right than a left? Ah, here it is. Let me see…here's a mirror…

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It's all gone! Mt feet, my hands, my toes, my fingers, my body…everything! Even my face…oh my beautiful, beautiful face…is gone! But how…how did this happen? What kind of evil magic could have done this? Dumbledore! I'm sure he had something to do with this catastrophe! He always has that look in his eye as if he was planning something like this. Now I know why I never liked him…

Okay Tom, relax. Breath in…breathe out…breath in…breath out…breath, oh this is ridiculous! It never worked when my psychiatrist told me it would help with my anger issues and it certainly isn't going to work now! Now think Tom, really think, how did this happen? It must have been when I cursed the Potter brat…it did hurt…yeah! I bet that's it.

Now the question is why did my cursing the brat cause this to happen? Hmmm…I'll have to see that prophecy! There must have been something Snape missed when he spied for me. I can't exactly waltz into the department of mysteries though. For one thing, I'm me. For another, I'm smoke. Looks like step one is to get my body back by some extremely complicated, dark magical means.

To do that, I'll first have to get out of here without those flashing lights seeing me…wait, I'm invisible so the flashing lights seeing me should be no problem. But still, how to get out…I can't grab the door…this could be problematic…wait a minute! If I'm basically a ghost that I should be able to slide through the crack under the door. Let me give it a try…and…success! Ha! Take that you stupid door! That's right, I win, you loose! Ha ha ha…oh my, I'm loosing my mind as well as my body. Come on Tom, snap out of it! Now think, where to go from here. Hmmm…somewhere out of the country would be nice…preferably somewhere dark with lots of snakes…I got it! Albania here I come!