101 Ways to Considerably Shorten Your Life

A/N ; OK. This is like the first update in, what, 2 years? Yeah. Wow.

As per usual, the characters don't belong to me.

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Lord Voldemort had recently discovered the most amazing weapon of doom that he would use to terrorize the muggles. That weapon was called World of Warcraft.

"Milord, I still fail to understand how using this muggle ..thing will help us with our super evil mass muggle genocide plans," said a Death Eater.

Lord Voldemort hit pause, turned around and sighed. "I've explained this to you many many times, Bella. When I reach level 70, I will bewitch my character to become real. It'll do the dirty work for me.'

"You're getting lazy, sir. Why can't we just Avada Kedavra them?," she replied.

"You know, Bella, I liked you a lot better when you didn't ask this many questions." Voldemort spun in his spinny chair, faced the computer again and hit play

"You mean you liked her better before she stopped blowing you?" whispered one Death Eater to another. But Voldemort was too busy playing his silly muggle game to hear that. He was too close to level 70 to care about anything else. That is, until he spotted a user called Wormtail. Voldemort was shocked, to say the least. So shocked, that his jaw dropped on the ground and he had to pick it up.

While Voldemort was busy picking up his mandible from the dirty floor, the user called Wormtail used that moment to kill Voldemort's character. Months of hard work gone to waste, all thanks to Wormtail. Unfortunatly for the real Wormtail, Lord Voldemort doesn't tolerate people interfering with his plans.