His Real Equal
Voldemort was just about to plan his next crazy plot to kill Harry Potter.
Maybe he could boil him… He hadn't tried that one yet. Or maybe he could shoot him with those muggle things? Just in that moment Severus Snape came in.
"What do you want Snivilius? It better be cool, or else….!" He didn't want Severus to waste his time. His time was very precious. After all, he had to find a new way to piss Potter and Bumblebee off.
"So, now you piece of Master Shit, I'm tired of hearing all of your evil plans to kill Lily's son, so I now I have brought you your real equal because seriously, James Potter's son? No way. "
Beside Snape stepped in woman, with long blond hair and a crazy dress. "So this is –Ladyy Gagagaga, Ulalalala – the man you want me to sing for Severus? Well, I don't know why you want it so much – GaGaGa – but okay!"
And then the crazy lady began singing "Gaga ulala – " And Voldemort exploded because Lady Gaga was just waaaaaay cooler than him.
A/N: ...I'm not going to say anything.
