A/N: This was written by my sister. She isn't a fan and hasn't even read the books, but I, the ever-obsessed sister, talk about it all the time. She knows enough about it to never have to read the books at all :P. She only wrote this because she was bored and all the people we were with were writing or reading fanfic at the time.

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Dear Harry Potter,

I am coming. I am going to get you. I will win. No more will there be the Boy- Who- Lived. You are probably wondering when and where I am coming for you. That I will keep a secret. Then you won't be prepared. But I am coming. No more will there be those filthy mudbloods.

See you soon,

Voldemort


Dear Voldemort,

Thank you for the heads up. Too bad for you and your stupidity because now I am prepared and I am coming for you! You will die. I will win. Ha!

Good luck (not),

Harry Potter, The-Boy-Who-Will-Win


Dear Harry Potter,

You will not win. I will win. You will die. Do you get the concept? Who is stupid now? Ha to you too. I'm coming and will find you soon. I am currently in a forest.

See you sooner than soon,

Voldemort


Dear Voldemort,

You are still the stupid one, Sherlock. You told me you're in a forest and I will find you easier. So ha-ha! Bring it on, you flat-nosed loser! I am full on prepared and now coming for you. I hope you're prepared (not).

Yours Truly,

Harry Potter


Dear Harry Potter,

Stop calling me stupid! You know what? I am going to use the cruciatus curse on you before I kill you. I am also not flat-nosed. Just a spell gone wrong. Don't make fun! Boy, am I ever going to kill you! Oh, am I ever prepared, though. You are going to DIE! Having fun right now because I am just outside your school, hee hee tee hee.

Love From,

Voldemort


Dear Voldemort,

Wow. How can I stop calling you stupid if you act it? You once again told me where you are. I am going to tell McGonagall, so there! You're acting like a stupid five-year-old. Grow up! Anyways, good luck getting me because I know where the last Horcrux is. And I am getting rid of it, so I can kill you easily. Ha, ha, ha.

Not so much love from,

Harry Potter


Dear Harry Potter,

Do you really know where the last Horcrux is? Because I don't even know. Oh crap, I wasn't supposed to say that! O.M.G. What am I going to do? Anyway, I'll figure it out. Bring it on, you...lightning bolt scar-faced loser. I hate you. But I will kill you first.

Your hater,

Voldemort


Dear Voldemort,

Wow. I just about died laughing there. I think I just made you pee your pants because I don't know where the last Horcrux is. Muahahahaha. But I will still kill you first. And I have already brought it on and you're going down.

Your more-of-a-hater,

Harry Potter


Dear Harry Potter,

You are a very, very cruel person. Now I have more of a reason to kill you but first you are washing a certain pair of my pants by hand. Revenge is sweet! So I am still coming for you and I will win. No matter what you say, I call dibs.

Sincerely,

Voldemort


Dear Voldemort,

I have won, you are dead. I saved the world. Rest in peace. Actually, I hope you rest in hell.

Your Winner,

Harry Potter

As this is her first fanfic, please review!


Letters to the Enemy