With a flash of milky white light and a yelp of surprise, Snape entered the room in a blast of billowing robes. "And just \i what\i0 are you doing here?" He asked with a cocked brow.
"You dare question me?" the intruder rasped, enraged and embarassed at being descovered.\par "I do." He replied tersely, anger flickering across his inky eyes. "Step away, Voldemort. You don't know what I'm capable of when something of mine is being tampered with."
Voldemort threw his head back and croaked out a laugh, his slitted nostrils flaring with the effort. "Questions and warnings! You have such nerve! But I am afraid, my fine robed friend, that your threats and queries fall on deaf ears." Voldemort spun around and stalked to the window, the object in question clasped in his hand.
"STOP!" Snape growled, diving for Voldemort. There was a tumble and a glint of silver, then all went still and both blacked out.
Five minutes later.
"Mnn..." Snape's eyes cracked open and something flashing caught his eye. Alas! He had won! Snape jerked his hand out and clasped the silvery cylindrical object and held it close, looking around with wide eyes. Was he alone? No. He wasn't. Voldemort was still blacked out below him. Snape climbed to his feet, wobbling to the counter. He opened a drawer and dug around. Only a moment later he pulled out a can opener and dropped his prize on the counter. He attached it to the corner and began winding- the can yeilding under the blade. Open now Snape pulled back the lid and dug in, humming in pleasure. Yes! Tuna!
