When we last left our woollen Dark Lord, he was reclining in the sunshine with his new found friend, revealing his deepest desires.
"A flower shop? Really?"
"Yeah... it's silly, but I've always liked that idea. Making arrangements and creating beautiful things that make other people happy."
"I guess it's part of growing up in that dank orphanage. There was no color. No beauty."
"I just can't get over how different you are than I expected. You're really... you're a whole different man. Here..."
"Take your wand back. I want to see the good you can do with it."
"I... I don't know what to say. Except..."
"Now then... I know I saw it in here somewhere..."
"Ah yes..."Harry has powerful protection while he can still call this house 'home.' This magic will cease to operate the moment that Harry turns seventeen."* Finally! I have found the way to defeat him! Now then, to get my body back... Finite Incantatem!"
"Now... Harry Potter... you will DIE!!!"
And They All Lived Happily Ever After
*Quote taken from HBP, US edition pgs 55-56