A Look Into the Mind of Voldmort

A Look Into the Mind of Voldemort

I really do feel I deserve a vacation. After so many years in that miserable forest in Albania, well, this is absolutely wonderful. Just relaxing out in the sun. Even Nagini enjoys it, slithering through the grass and beautiful flowers.

I feel I need a holiday, a very long holiday as I have told you before.... What do you mean I've got the wrong bloody book? This is my vacation. Mine! And if I don't want to think about that Potter boy, than I won't! The very thought of him makes my blood boil.....

You must calm yourself down, Tom, or you'll let this fish get away. I remember the very first time I went fishing. It was one of the few times I got to leave the orphanage I grew up in. I can't remember a more relaxing hobby! But of course Eric had to be there. He always had to be better than the great me, the great one. I was the one who caught the largest fish, but it was Eric who got the attention. He caught the smallest fish. The stupid thing was smaller than my hand. He was always taking the spotlight from the great me! So he was the person I killed right after my father and my father's parents.

But I mustn't think about the Unforgivable Curses. This is my holiday from the boring, commonplace life of an evil Dark Lord. Contrary to what everyone believes, I don't find enjoyment in the curses. All right, perhaps a little, but not as much as people would think. I do this because I have to. How else could I rule the world, if I had to do petty magic tricks for muggles? No, they must be eliminated, and wouldn't they miss their children, the mudbloods? So I will kill them as well.

No, Tom, you mustn't think of your evil masterminded plans to take over the world, even if you are a great mastermind. Not today. Today I will just enjoy my wonderful glass of lemonade, the piece of grass I chew on, the joy of fishing, and the nice warm sun. There are only a few clouds in the sky, and the sun shines brightly. No stupid Death Eaters annoying me, no Potter to ruin my plans, and no mudbloods or muggles to annoy me. It's just Nagini and myself.
By Salazar Slytherin, was I really talking to myself in third person? I really need this holiday.

Of course there are those other people wandering in Fiction Alley Park. Hmmm, I wonder why it's named Fiction Alley? I don't see any alleys or anything particularly fictional. Of course there were those weird people I thought were muggles. When they saw me they screamed "Oh look, it's an imposter!Voldy! I wonder if he's anything like imposter!Moody?" Then there's those people having a conversation about someone they call spy!Snape. But how could Severus Snape be a spy? That's just as absurd as the conversations about that oaf I got in trouble in school named Hagrid.... That half-giant falling in love with a french half-giant? Really, he only has room in his heart for monsters like that Acromantula.
Then there's someone going on about me at a tea party with Potter! Really, as lovely as tea parties are, I would never, ever let Potter come to one. I invite serpents such as the basilisk from the Chamber of Secrets and Nagini. Speaking of the basilisk, I haven't talked to him recently, I wonder what he's up to?

Obviously, my tea parties, like my love of fishing must never, ever reach the ears of any wizard or witch! It would be so very embarrassing. The only one who knows of both is Nagini, and she's not telling. Only Potter would understand her anyway. But Harry Potter would tell that bloody Professor Dumbledore who would believe Harry Potter, and everyone believes Dumbledore. Oh, how I hate this. You listen, Nagini, if you ever tell that blasted Potter, I'll kill you! What do you mean, I wouldn't have the heart?! Oh, I suppose you are right, I would never kill you Nagini. But I won't give you food for a month if you tell that bloody Potter!

No, mustn't think of Potter. Mustn't think of Potter. Mustn't think of Potter.....