Diaries of Lord Voldemort

July 22, 1945

I woke up relatively rested. I glanced at my watch. It was seven in the morning. I ordered breakfast - omelettes, then changed into a matte black coat. The day was sunny. However, thunderstorms were forecast for the evening. So we will have to wait. Personally, I did not like the sun, I hated this weather, when crowds, like cattle being led to slaughter, went to the beach, lakes and the like. I can't stand crowds. So, until the weather breaks, I'm going to wait at the hotel.

I already had a well-organized plan in my head. Vdekja's energies were much stronger when I was around. Similar is drawn to similar, and I had pure black magic in my blood, its most powerful kind - horcruxes. Vdekja sometimes took the form of dark energy, sucking the life out of mortals. They also wanted me, which shouldn't surprise anyone. They were hungry for dark energy.

I didn't want to end up feeding Vdekja so I used a ruse. I promised to give them a large portion of energy from doom magic, which must have been a tasty morsel for them. Vdekja, also predictably, tried to take a lot more than they should. I managed to sever the link before they got to the darkest magic of all - the horcruxes.

"That's not all," I replied, feeling that Vdekj's energy was still mad at me. I showed my memories of Anne. Vdekja confirmed my suspicions - Anelia - the former ruler of Albania - is indeed her former ancestor. She ruled 200 years ago, and Vdekja's energy seemed intact.

The Vdekja ordered me to immediately bring the girl to a certain cemetery where her energy is the most. It didn't suit me. I wanted to experiment with Anne's life energy, combining it with Vdekja's energy. And the energy itself began to command me. Me, Lord Voldemort! The rage I felt was hard to describe. I used some of my abilities, absorbing as much of Vdekja's energy as I could. Such an act would crush a mere mortal. However, not an immortal being with such a large base of power.

After absorbing Vdekja, I decided to clear my mind. I meditated longer than I could have expected. Even while meditating, I experimented with black magic. I wanted to create something new. My own diabolical spell.

I thought that going to this cemetery, proposed by Vdekja wasn't actually a bad idea.

A knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts and trance. I gave myself ten seconds to collect myself. Anne was standing in the doorway. She smiled warmly upon seeing me. Maybe I was becoming less and less human, but she didn't seem to notice. Apparently, she was still grateful for taking it from my friends.

" My Lord, I was worried about you."

Huh? My Lord? How did she know how to address me? I asked her about it, she must have noticed the anger in my eyes because she took a step back in fear. And I took a step forward.

"Your friends, my Lord. I've heard them talk about you, what you're going to achieve. I became more and more interested in your character, my Lord. And the fact that you saved me from them must have a second meaning. I'm right?"

I stared at the girl curiously for a moment.

"I can see that you are a very intelligent woman. Yes you are right. I didn't save you for no reason. I never do anything without a reason, get used to it", I replied coldly. "We're going to do a ritual." "Anticipating your questions, yes it will be a powerful ritual and yes the Vdekja energies will be involved".

"What will this ritual consist of?" she asked, this time with obvious fear in her voice. I was flattered.

"I'll explain everything to you on the spot. We're leaving in a few hours. I have only one task for you. Try to perform some spell. Pour the energy from your wand completely onto yourself while activating the shield until I tell you to lower it".

Similar spells were used for different purposes. Those who preferred non-verbal magic transferred the energy from the wand onto themselves. That's the main reason. The energy that was taken from the wand could be much more effective in combat if he knew how to use it. It also came under black magic rituals. Such energy was easier to use for one's purposes, in addition it was very easy to take this energy from a person after the ritual.

Anne, even more terrified, retreated to her room. I knew that at any moment she would begin to transfer the energy from the wand onto herself. Women tend to be timid when it comes to various dangerous rituals. On the other hand. I have met women as strong and determined to join my growing organisation as many men. Anne was going to be a pleasant surprise.

At seven o'clock I knocked on the girl's room. It was immediately obvious that he was after the ritual. I expected it to transfer only part of its energy. But there was an incredible energy emanating from her, so strong that I had no doubt that she had poured everything she had out of the wand. She must have felt very good at that moment. This was confirmed by the thoughts I caught to fight a duel with me. She controlled herself in time, knowing that a duel with me, no matter what spell, meant only one thing - death.

We calmly set off through moderately populated Albania. Passing the market square, I saw Anne looking longingly in his direction. I smiled under my breath. I also liked going there, looking at the unknown primitive people, or meditating. I felt a connection with her.

We finally arrived at the cemetery. So I did something the Vdekja energy was hoping for. I gained their trust. The graveyard was so specific that it was soaked with Vdekja's energy to the core. No one ventured there, you could smell black magic from a mile away. So it's just the two of us here, as planned. Perhaps a ghost will pass by. I hope that if that spirit shows up, it won't be imbued with Vdekja, which was very likely. However, I assumed that the ghosts, after many attempts, simply stopped going to the world of the living, knowing how contaminated their burial place was. I smiled just thinking about it. Just a stupid accident that caused someone not to know peace even after death. Suffering in every form gave me strength and energy to act.

Anne stayed close to me, clearly frightened. We came to a place where three benches were seated. I made her sit on one of them.

"You only do what I tell you. Nothing less, nothing more. You trust me, don't you?"

Trusting me may turn out to be the biggest mistake of her life. Who knows, maybe it will turn out to be useful for something else? She is pureblood, beautiful, with a wonderful gift from her old family. I am sure that the energy of her ancestors is still dormant in her blood and is trying to awaken in her.

I made my hands into a ball, forming my energy. I then created a sort of absorber - Vdekja's energy was massively sucked into my energy field. There was more and more of it - pure, strong, powerful power.

"Now! Remove the covers! Release all your energy. Immediately!"

Anne realized with horror that she would probably die if she obeyed my order.

See, I like to experiment. What will happen if Vdekja's energy is combined with all the energy of the person who has the blood of their creator? I was looking forward to the effect. Anne, like a good mongrel, did as I told her.

The effect was amazing. Everything was enveloped in heavy dark energy in the form of black smoke. An effect I would later teach my Death Eaters. Energy flowed from Anne, even when she passed out. And I began to harness and wield the extremely destructive energy I had created.

I haven't had so much fun in a long time. I was in my element. Once again I understood that black magic is my only destiny. The energy I managed to control was to be very useful to me in the war I was about to start.

After an hour the ritual was over. I sat on the bench contentedly, looking at Anne's corpse. A bit of a pity. Such a pretty pureblood representative.

I was almost shocked when Anne woke up. She lay still for a moment with her eyes open. Then she tried to get to her feet. I helped her. She looked me straight in the eye for a moment.

" This power... everything they said about you is true, my Lord. By accompanying you, will I be able to know even a little of this power?"

-"Not today. But there will come a time when I will need my own army. You will be initiated and officially become one of us. Patience, my dear".

Even I couldn't have predicted how successful Anne as a Death Eater would be in a few years.

Anne knelt in front of me, looking me straight in the eye.

"I live to serve you, my Lord".