ROTFL: MAO!

[Shepherd]

Violence Inherent in the System: www.fanfiction.net/s/5619147/18/Violenc ... the_System

Back at the pool. Lord- errrr, Young Lady Voldemort was staring at her hand. Her pale, delicate hand. Almost on autopilot, she slowly emerged from the pool and sat on the ridge between it and its neighbor. Without any words, she conjured a mirror.
She was young. Mid-teens perhaps. Her complexion was smooth and clear... her nose cute and her lips just a touch on the pouty side. Voldemort pulled her wand up and wordlessly cast a drying charm over her person followed by a simple hair styling charm she last used when Tom Riddle was still well known and respected. The end result was a smooth, silky mass of wavy black hair framing eyes of silvery-grey. In truth... the Dark 'Lord' thought she looked like she could be related to Pot- Potter. Harry Potter. How could she forget him even for the shortest of moments? After all, her life revolved around that boy, even when she was a dirty stinky snake-man.

It was in this realization that the 'power he knows not' struck. Harry Potter lived with the power of Jusenkyo in him, but the prophecy didn't actually say Potter had to wield his mysterious power directly... only that he would possess it. Defeat knew many forms and death was but one of them. Harry and Tom Riddle would meet again, but it would not be a confrontation that Tom or Harry or Albus expected. The heavy hand of karma fell on Lord Voldemort's cold black soul with a fiery passion. Spring of Drowned Blushing Bride indeed.

Voldemort's face went red as her thoughts began to betray her. Visions leaked into her mind. Visions of Harry and what it would be like to... or maybe to... or to give him some... she just couldn't stand it any longer.

"HARRRRRYYYYYYY!" The Dark Young Lady sang to the heavens. "I'M COMING FOR YOOUUUUU!"

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