Chapter 7- The meaning of friendship.

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January 31st 1992-

Guess who's birthday it was this time last month?- Why have you put a question in your diary Quirrell? Who can answer?-Shut up. Anyway surprise surprise it was Mr. Miserable over here!- Don't call me miserable!- Well, you are! Why didn't you tell me about your birthday?!- Because to me, my birth is not something to be celebrated, it is the day my mummy died and left me in that rotten orphanage.- But where was your dad?- The stupid muggle didn't want me! I know! Imagine not wanting ME! He left my mother when she stopped using love potions on him, even though he knew she was expecting a baby... Even though he left her, she still named me after him. I really have never understood why. - Well, it's because she loved him. Just because he didn't love her back, doesn't mean she ever stopped loving him - What are you babbling on about? All that love nonsense- But Voldemort, I think that this is what you dont understand. You were never loved by your parents and therefore never learnt what love is like. But surely you loved your friends at school?- friends, I never needed friends, just followers- You've never had a friend?- well, no... I suppose not... - Well you have one now

February 13th 1992-

Today me and Voldy made friendship bracelets! Mine is blue and Voldy's is pink. Obviously because Voldy uses my arms they both had to go on mine, but it still looks pretty cool- OMG can we make some more bracelets? I was thinking, what about friendship necklaces? Or friendship hats?! How cool would that be?!- Well if we did a hat we'd have to make just one, we only have one head between us- well when I get my body back that shall be the first thing we do! Make hats! And I shall wear my hat EVERYWHERE!- me too!!! You know Voldy, I haven't had fun like this in ages!- I've not had fun like this in... Well.... I've never had this much fun!- You mean, you've never had any fun? Doing anything?- Well yeah... I suppose- Maybe that's why your so evil- Well I don't know, I've never considered another reason for me being evil.... It's just that, everytime someone tries to get me to open up... well I kill them.... Oops! But it's kinda nice just to talk like this- You can always talk to me Voldy!

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