Fall from grace, part 1.
Voldemort's pov:
I finally found them.
Wormtail has finally done as asked, not blundering around like an idiot. I'll reward him after i get it out of the way.
I apparated to Godric's Hollow with a crack and blasted open the door. As i walked in, i could see a male with messy black hair, James Potter, the father of it.
"Stay away from my family, you monster!." James roared, quickly becoming a nuisance.
"Avada Kedavra!." I shouted, raising my wand. The spell, as expected, shot him straight in chest, and his body crumpled to the floor, dead before he hit it.
What a waste of pure blood. Such a pity.
I quickly strolled into the nursery that had its name on and blasted the door open and saw a red-headed witch clutching a familiar black messy haired through the bars of a crib. When she saw me, she immediately straightened, and blocked the way to the crib, turning towards me.
"Stand aside." I drawled dangerously. I had a promise to uphold, however begrudgingly. Severus is a very talented and informative death eater, afterall.
"Please, not Harry! Take me, instead!." I heard her beg as she sunk to her knees, sobbing for her child's life to be spared.
"You foolish girl! Stand aside!." I was livid. I was mercifully giving her a chance to live, and she dare throw it back in my face?!.
"Please! I'm begging you, not Harry! Not Harry!." I saw her sob more as she begged more, with her pleading emerald eyes, reddened from her crying, staring soley at me.
"Stand aside!!!!." I roared, having enough of this stupid, pathetic woman.
"Please, I'll do anything, I'll die if you want, just, please, spare him!." As i heard her pathetic attempts of mercy for her child, i was absolutely disgusted at how someone would give their life up that easily. She truly had no common sense. How i was going to relish her death.
"Avada Kedavra!." I roared, and just as before, her body crumpled to the floor, dead before she hit it. Just like her pathetic husband's.
I turned my attention to the thing wailing in the crib. Disgusting. It was wailing, like it knew what was to come next. I lifted my wand, and said in a firm voice.
"Avada Kedavra!.
