Chapter 1

"Oh I do love a nice picnic," Lord Voldermort said as he and his Death Eaters sat on a picnic blanket in a random field.

"Would you like some strawberry jam, my lord?" Dolohov asked.

"Oh yes please," Voldermort said as his minion passed him a sandwich. He took a large bite out of it and let out a high pitched scream.

"DOLOHOV!" He screamed.

"Y-yes, my lord?" Dolohov cowered.

"You forgot to cut off the crusts! CRUCIO!" Dolohov ducked and the spell hit Peter Pettigrew who screamed.

"Oh do shut up Wormtail," Voldermort said. "You're ruining the tranquillity." He lifted the curse and sighed.

"Where's the water?" He asked. Barty Crouch gave a secret smirk as he handed his master the bottle of mineral water. Peter saw him and gasped.

"My lord, no!" He dived in front of the water and drank it all down. He promptly turned into an owl. The Death Eaters and Voldermort burst out laughing.

"Oh Barty," Voldermort said. "Such a practical joker!"

After lunch, they spent the entirety of the afternoon playing volleyball with the owl.

This chapter is dedicated to H!