Coffee Dear?
The morning sun was barely breaking over the Horizon when Voldemort apparated to the edge of the small bit of property owned by the muggle parents of one of the Griffindor Muggleborns who had been quite vocal with his opinions about Voldemort and the Death Eaters.
A lesson was needed to show the vocal lad whose family had came to England from overseas that it was not wise to anger the Dark wizard who decided to kill his parents as a warning to other 'mudbloods since the lad was safely ensconed at Hogwarts under the protection of Albus Dumbledore.
Unfortunately there was one thing about this particular Muggleborns' family that Voldemort did not take into account.
Never ever approach his parents- especially his mum, before they had their morning coffee which they drank in super sized mugs. One would have thought since they were now living in England that they would be drinking tea with their breakfast but these two muggles preferred the pick-up that coffee provided when they got up for work.
The small kitchen dining room was cosy as Da had started the fire in the fireplace earlier on while Mum got the meal of eggs, bacon, sausage and toast ready for both of them.
The electric coffee pot had filled up automatically as it was on a timer so it would be ready for them when she finished preparing their breakfast . Once she served out the food and gave him a mug of coffee—she turned and poured her own mugfull there was a crash and there stood a tall red eyed snake faced man who pointed his wand at the pair of them. He decided to take out the woman first.
"Avada-"
The rather taciturn muggle who was drinking his coffee and eating the repast set before him, looked up and then looked somewhat alarmed just as his wife who had not had her coffee yet, blew up at the intrusion.
Knowing what was about to transpire, he stood up and stepped back out of her way even as she went into action before the curse was completed.
It was Voldemorts biggest mistake to assume that the wife was the easier target as he suddenly found himself covered with a large mugfull of burning hot liquid thrown by a very angry banshee of a woman whose aim was very accurate even as she screamed BACK OFF and with one of her fingers jabbed him hard below his Adams Apple, squarely in the bottom of the V—driving him backwards against the wall and causing him to drop his wand.
She wasn't finished with him though as she kneed him in the crotch and double over in pain before he managed to disapparate away- leaving his wand behind which she picked up and snapped before throwing it into the fireplace.
"That's for making me waste a perfectly good cuppa Coffee." She growled as she glowered at where the intruder had been before turning around to see that her husband had calmly remade another pot of coffee.
"You wish for another cuppa coffee dear?" He asked as he offered her another large mug to replace the one she had thrown at Voldemort.
"That would be most appreciated dear." she answered her husband with a smile as he handed it to her before resitting themselves down at the table to finish their breakfast.