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Saturday, July 26th, 2003
Bloody, fucking, Harry Potter. I hate him with a passion that words cannot describe. How dare he. How dare he! Escaping like that, at the moment of my triumphant return. I'll show him. No one makes a fool of Lord Voldemort and lives. He will rue the day he defied me.

Yet despite this...setback...my plans are coming together quite nicely. Not quite as quickly as I would like…but there are ways of making my followers move faster. They know better than to fail me. With time, I will once again rise to the hight of my power.

The Dementors, I'm told, are merely waiting for word from me before they flock to my side. The giants will need little persuasion, and the vampires and werewolves will soon follow behind. What I have to offer them far outweighs anything the Ministry or Dumbledore might.

The Ministry, of course, is a bonus I had never expected. Stupid fools. To believe that I was truly gone, and that I could never return. I can hardly wait to prove them wrong.

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Pettigrew is driving me mad. The blasted fool cannot do a single thing right. Sheer incompetence. How I was ever able to return when he was the one taking care of me is simply beyond my powers of comprehension - and that is saying something.

Thankfully, I am able to count on the rest of my followers, deserters though they may be. We have much work to do in the coming days and months. I will need to summon them for a meeting soon...

current mood: irritated

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