"Anywhere!" thought Voldemort. He appeared at a Muggle farm. He stuck his tongue out at the farmer and then Apparated back to the Malfoy Manor.

"Anywhere!" he thought again. This time, he appeared at a Muggle planetarium. For a second, he gazed up at the stars, wishing he was allowed out at night to see the real stars. But then he stuck his tongue out at the instructor and Disapparated, laughing.

"Anywhere!" he thought once more. Now he was at Platform 9 ¾. He was surprised. Hogwarts still existed? He hadn't been there in years and years.

Who was that? A man with glasses stood out to him. He and his red-haired wife were waving to children on the train. The man touched his forehead. Tom watched as his fingers met with a lightning-shaped scar. Harry Potter! Could it be him? It must be. Who else had a lightning scar? No one.

"Avada-" he started. But then he realized that he had forgotten his wand at the manor. So he quickly Disapparated. He knew he couldn't Apparate back there; people had seen him. Thankfully, the Malfoys had put anti-Apparition spells on their manor, so no one could get in and find him there. However, since he was a Dark Lord, he could Apparate wherever he wanted to. He decided to get some rest. "Good night, Malfoys."