A/N: Sorry but after too much commercials with Clooney I had to do this.
Nespresso – What else?
It was a celebration at the Malfoy manor. Every follower of the Dark Lord attended and even the Dark Lord himself.
He stood there listening to a few of his inner circle behind him sitting in high back chairs sat Mr. and Ms. Malfoy drinking something. The Dark Lord half eared listening to them to.
"Black soul…" Mr. Malfoy said.
"Well bodied…" his wife added.
Voldemort in the meantime smiled inwardly about the comments they made about him, or so he thought.
"Intense aroma…" this last comment let the Dark Lord turn around in an instant.
"What are you talking about?" he insisted to know with a glare.
Bothe Malfoys looked at him. "Nespresso – What else?"
They quickly had to duck away because now Voldemort's rage filled the room destroying the coffee machine on the table.