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Prologue: The Middle of the Beginning of the End
It was way to quiet.
Lord Voldemort was walking down a street in some country called Australia. If you had asked him what it was like, and you were lucky enough not to be killed on the spot, he would have said something along the lines of too hot, too far away from England or too suburban. But there was something unsettling about this particular street. It was long and dusty, like a street you would expect to find in the outback. Which would have been fine, it if wasn't in the middle of the eastern suburbs of Melbourne.
He was looking for an orphanage. He hadn't bothered to discover the name or address of such orphanage, for why would he when he could just picture what it looked like from the photo Wormtail had given him and apparated. However it wasn't until after Wormtail had gone that Voldemort had remembered that this was a muggle orphanage.
Now normally this wouldn't have fazed a man like Voldemort, but he was trying to keep this entire operation quiet. If anyone knew that he wasn't in Britain there would be hell to pay getting back in. Auror's and those bloody pests in the Order of the Phoenix would be at his every turn.
"Hey mister?" asked a voice.
Voldemort immediately reached for his wand, only to find that it wasn't there. Panicking slightly Voldemort looked around for the source of the voice, mentally reassuring himself that it was probably just some muggle.
"MISTER?" said another voice impatiently.
Voldemort spun around.
"Down here!" said the first voice.
Voldemort looked down. There stood two toddlers, neither could be more than three years old. They were both girls, one with chocolate brown hair and blue eyes, the other, slightly shorter with red hair and green eyes.
"Ish dis yours?" asked the red headed toddler, holding up a stick.
"NO! Willow dats my stick. Dis one is his stick." Said the brunette toddler, holding up what looked to be…
"HEY! Give me back my wand!" said Voldemort in a whining voice and attempting to grab is wand back.
"NO!" said Willow, grabbing the wand from Ella. "He he he he, I has a magic wand!"
"I WANT A MAGIC WAND!" said Ella.
"But you has a stick." Said Willow, giving Ella back her stick.
"oh yeah… he he he…" said Ella, but then suddenly Voldemort grabbed her stick.
"HEY!" said Ella jumping up and down on Voldemort's toe, "Gimme back my stick!"
Voldemort smiled evilly. "No." he said simply, as he snapped the stick in half.
Ella and Willow looked at each other.
"You're a mean man." Said Ella.
"You don't deserve to have a wand or a stick!" said Willow. And she broke Voldemort's wand in two.
"HEY!" said Voldemort, but Ella and Willow were already running down the street.
" ARGH!" Thought Voldemort "Damn those kids, now I can't apparate AND I'm going to have to take a plane back to England and do you know how hard it is going to be for an evil overlord to walk into a wand shop?!"
Voldemort started to walk back down the street, thoughts about the orphanage completely forgotten.
"I WILL GET THOSE KIDS!" shouted Voldemort to the street aloud, before stalking off to find a way home.
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And there is my wonderful prologue
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