hi this will be entirely in L.V's point of view. thanks for reading.
How dare that insolent crow defy his, lord voldemort's, orders. It shall die. Die the most humiliating and painful death in the history of death.
How dare that bird not become his meal. It would have been it's honour, serving Lord Voldemort.
While admittedly not at the hight of my power, I am still the most powerful dark lord to have ever lived, and will be the only one to live forever if I just managed to gain a body. A human-ish body, not the snake I am possessing currently in my, Lord Voldemort's, wraith form, which while not the most impressive, was needed to have a body.
And then the worst thing happened.
The snake's life force ended.
Footsteps. Growing closer.
Should I, Lord Voldemort hide?or should I, Lord Voldemort stay and see who it is?
The trees around had no hiding space.Stay it is.
It was a bald man hiding from vampires.He looked at me, Lord Voldemort and screamed. Loudly. In a very shrill voice.
