Chapter 8
Voldemort has declared me perfectly healthy again. He says I may leave my room tomorrow should I wish to. He wishes me to stay put for one more day so he may be sure that his followers will not harm me should they see me about. I doubt they will listen though part of me says they will for fear that their master will punish them. And he should. While I do not yet agree with how Voldemort punishes, I do agree that disobedience should be punished. But anyway, I've been thinking some more about how I am like Tom. We both speak parsletongue. We are both pale, skinny, and have short black hair (or he used to anyway). Both of us are powerful, and both of us are incredibly intelligent. It doesn't appear that way though. If I had applied myself, it would have been known how smart I am and that would have brought on more undesired attention. Hmmm… I'm getting bored again, perhaps I'll go read something…