Amnesia

"My lord, we come at your call!" Lucius Malfoy and all my other faithful Death Eaters chanted to me.

My Death Eaters and I were at a creepy old graveyard. Cobwebs and huge spiders lurked everywhere. It had an aura of death. Just the way I liked it.

"Yes, yes, we are in power now!" I bellowed. "The ministry will not be a problem, as both the Dementors of Azkaban and the trolls are working for us, and we have contacts within Hogwarts. What more could we need?" I said, in the creepy voice I had rehearsed in front of a mirror.

"Who shall we take down first?" a Death Eater in the crowd asked.

"I already have a plan set afoot. We shall strike at night on a Saturday! We shall attack Hogwarts and kill them all; simple enough! We'll blast them up! Make them die, make them suffer, maybe torture the Gryffindor fools! By Sunday night all of their bodies will be buried here!" I yelled, pointing down at one of the graves.

"My Lord, you're so powerful!" Lucius murmured.

"Of course I am! I'm the heir of Slytherin! Now, let's practice our evil sneers! We all know that nothing is as important as an evil sneer! It makes the enemy think you have the upper hand!" I said, showing them my evil sneer, then going around to see each evil sneer in turn.

I went around in turn to see each evil sneer. They had along way to go, but they were getting better. After they finished we started the next practice.

"Good, good. Needs some work but it will suffice for now. Now, we shall practice our villainous laughs," I said crackling evilly at the end.

I went around again. Some people just didn't have what it took. Mr. Livingstone sounded like a demented clown for goodness sake!

When they had all finished I walked back to where I had begun my speech..

"Mr. Livingstone, would you mind telling me your last occupation before this one?"

"Of course Dark Lord, I was a circus clown sir."

I wasn't surprised.

"Ok, that's enough for tonight! We shall meet again in two days!"

"Of course, my lord," they chanted.

I walked away from the graveyard tired of teaching the Death Eaters.

I jumped on my Darkbolt 2000 broom. It was nice and fast and I loved the store I had gotten it from. It seemed like it was made just for me. The store was called... " I'm an evil dark lord who wants to kill a certain someone who managed to not die when I tried to kill him when he was a baby" Very good store. Anyway, I jumped on it and started flying. People didn't appreciate how hard it was to be a dark lord. I then saw my castle in the horizon. It was dark and black. And, like all my other things had an aura of evil around it. I flew down to the ground and landed on the dead grass. I walked to the castle and went to the entrance.

" I want to kill Harry Potter," I said, and it opened up. I liked that password.

I walked in, happy to be back home. To my right was a list of all the people I had ever killed. It needed its own room. I then turned left and walked into my living room. I went over to a glass container containing my pet tarantula. I got him out of his cage and started petting him. Sometimes it was worth it all just to go home to someone who would love you like my tarantula did. I put Mr.Spidey back in his cage and walked into the kitchen, which had cobwebs in every direction. I swung the fridge door open. I saw some moldy cheese in the back of the fridge. I pulled it out and started munching on it. Ah, nothing like moldy cheese to hit the spot. Unfortunately the cheese was gone too fast and I was still hungry, so I grabbed an old style chair from the dining room and carried it to the kitchen. I stood on it to see what was on top of the fridge. I was up pretty high I kept telling myself not to look down because I was afraid of heights. But then I did it - for just a second, I looked down and got scared and lost my balance and fell straight down on my head on the hard concrete below. My vision started getting fuzzy and I knew I was losing consciousness. Little did I know I was going to have amnesia when I woke up.