Voldemort decided to go sunbathing one day,
he needed time for leisure, time to work the stress away.
At first he wasn't sure which place would be best to unwind,
he decided on the beach after he looked it up online.
When he arrived he looked around to find the perfect place,
and put on his wide brimmed hat to keep the sun out of his face.
He unfolded his deckchair, and then lay down to rest,
he fell asleep immediately, this slumber was his best.
Now Voldemort was dreaming about killing Harry Potter,
fast asleep he couldn't tell the sun was getting hotter.
He slept there for three days without a drop of Coppertone,
for of the danger of the sun he had never known.
He was discovered there the fourth day, shriveled up and dead,
His formerly fair skin was the least attractive shade of red.
Witches and Wizards gathered 'round, fearless and brazen,
Shouting loud for all to hear, "Who wants some Voldie raisins?"
A Day in the Sun by gryffindoratheart
Chapter Notes: This is my second fan fic. My first is a more serious one titled "The Pensieve"