Failed Attempt # 20
"No one is to disturb me! No one! I must meditate for the sake of my sanity!" screamed Voldemort pitifully
"Yes, master. Your sanity is of the utmost importance!" said Wormtail
"Yeah, that's why we spend thousands of dollars a year sending him to psychologists and sociologists." whispered Malfoy to Snape as Voldemort shut the doors.
Voldemort sat down in a meditative position, ready to start his mind cleansing. He began his mantras and closed his eyes.
After a very long while, Voldemort fell asleep. He began to dream of killing Harry, as he did almost every night…day…whenever he sleeps.
Voldemort concentrated so hard on killing Harry in his dream that he Apparated himself to Hogwarts.
Voldemort could hear laughter.
"Why is there an audience laughing at my dream?" he asked himself
Then, he opened his eyes to see the entire student body of Hogwarts pointing and laughing at him.
He looked down.
He was naked.
"Harry Potter!"
"Why are you blaming me? I can't make you forget to Apparate your clothes."
"I really don't know…I think it's because somewhere deep down I'm insecure and can't handle my own problems."
"Oh. Well, are you gonna run away screaming your return?"
"Oh, yes! I almost forgot. Thank you."
"You're really not welcome."
Voldemort had no retort. He simply began to cry.
Harry stared at Voldemort very angrily.
"No! You're so mean!" screamed Voldemort as he ran away.