Sarah does work experience with the Death Eaters

Sarah does work experience with the Death Eaters

Sarah had decided that doing work experience once just wasn't enough. Plus she hadn't really enjoyed what she had done, and decided that garbage collection was not the path she wished to follow. So Sarah had an idea. She wrote a letter, and 2 weeks later go a response, all the way from the UK:

"OK."

So Sarah packed her suitcase, book her flights and flew in an aeroplane to the UK. She was quite nervous getting off at Heathrow, but alot of these nerves disappeared when she saw a slimy looking man waiting for her, wearing his Muggle worst. Sarah grinned.
"Servers!"
"Pardon? I am Serverus Snape."
"And you appear to be dressed by Miss Dahl."
"Pardon? Who are you?"
"Sarah! I'm doing work experience with you."
"Oh. I'm so looking forward to it." But by the tone of his voice, he clearly wasn't.
"So when do we get to meet Volders?" Sarah asked as they got onto the Knight Bus.
"Malfoy Manor." Snape muttered to the driver. "Who is this Volders?"
"You know, Volders." Sarah emphasised.
"Are you referring to the Dark Lord?" Snape asked quizzically.
"Yep!" Sarah grinned. "You're a smart one Severs!"
"Please dont call me that."
"Snapey?"
"No."
"Slimy?"
"No."
"Sevy?"
"No."
"Slimerus?"
"No."
"Prof?"
"No."
"Umm...I'm out."
"Good."
"Then what do I call you?"
"Professor Snape for you. Or sir."
"Yes Orsir."
"I dont think I like you very much."
"I love you too Severs."
Snape cringed. This was going to be a three days.

"Go upstairs and stay in your room. Third on the left."
"Severus! Are you trying to make our guest stay in the bathroom! Fourth on the left it it." Narcissa said, hurrying out as she heard voices. "You must be Sarah. Nice to meet you. Nothing special for dinner tonight. What would you like Sarah? We're having take away."
"Umm, McDonalds?"
"Ok. Will you bve staying Severus?" Narcissa asked.
"Yes. It will be wonderful." Snape said darkly. Narcissa rolled her eyes.

"Who's ordering what? I need to know now!" Lucius called. "Tell me now or you miss out! Dark Lord, what would you like?"
"Umm, I'll have a large Big Mac meal with Diet Sprite."
"Diet Sprite? You sissy Volders." Sarah laughed. "I'll have a medium Quarter Pounder meal with Coke please."
"I want a Happy Meal! Make sure you get me the boy's toy this time Lucius. I dont want another mini Barbie. And I want Coke and a cheeseburger with that. Not that silly pasta stuff." Snape said. Sarah fell off her chair laughing.
Ten minutes later Lucius arrived back with everyone's food.
"Luciuuuuuus." Snape moaned. "I wanted the boy's toy. It's meant to be Lego! Not a miniature make-up kit."
"Oh really. I forgot." Lucius smirked. Sarah laughed.

The next day Sarah started Death Eater training. She was given robes, which had to be taken up because she's short. She was given a training wand and a mask. Sarah put on her hood and went downstairs. First up was flying lessons with Voldemort himself.
"So I just think lite thoughts?" Sarah asked.
"Think you are a feather. A dandelion. And piece of cotton."
"This is weird."
"A speck of dust..."
"Do you see a shrink by any chance?"
"A crumb..."
"Do you do meditation?"
"Pollen..."
"Are you on drugs?"
"A cloud..."
"I might leave now..."