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HP: so. Voldermort. You would like to be a barber doll shop owner (Laughs inside) Vm: yes. I would HP: ok. Why exactly? VM: because I am obsessed with bar... I mean erm. Because I would like to sell dolls to little children who deserve them HP: ok (Laughs a little) VM: is something funny? I don't understand what did I do? HP: nothing sorry. (Coughs) HP: so... your name is voldermort right? VM: yup! HP: ok you got the job. Well done! (Hand shakes) VM: wait so I can be an owner of a barbie doll shop!!! HP: Erm... Ye. I guess Voldermort walks into his new shop that Harry led him to. Sees a lot of a barbie dolls that have all lost a single body part. VM: what... what happened? (Starts to cry) HP: nothing! This... is your new shop! VM: ok thank you... you can. You can Erm. You can leave now Harry. (says crying) HP: ok enjoy! Harry walks out of the room. Voldermort screams in horror! VM: WHY! WHY! JUST WHY!? NOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Harry walks in. HP: are you ok voldermort? VM: yeah I'm fine why? HP: oh I though I heard you screaming why or something. VM: no I'm fine HP: ok... Harry walks out of the room again. VM: NOOOOOOOOOOO!! Harry didn't bother walking in again and just goes back home. Voldermort carries on screaming for 15,000 years. And then dies. With the half broken dolls surrounding him. ~the end
The whole story in one chapter
