A/N Please r/r and and flame for all i care cause i wont read them
disclaimer: all the characters and every thing exept the plot are JKRowlings but the plot is mine and shall forever more remain mine Muah Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! Muah Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!
Enough of that on with the story ;)
Pranks, Spells, and Hippies!
Chapter 1: The Evil Plan
"Wormtail, bring me my inner circle!" Hissed a cold voice. "Y-yes master," Wormtail replied and left the room. "Men remove your hoods." The leading man was none other than Lucius Malfoy. The two men behind Malfoy had great resemblence to Crabbe and Goyle. They bowed deeply to the cold man. "Right, I have come up with a plan. It is called 'The Plan'" The session went on for an hour. "Crabbe you get the ingredients, Goyle you make the potion and Malfoy, you pull it off. You may think that I have been nice, but know this: if any of you dare to screw this plan into the ground you will die the most slow and painful death ever imagined." He said the last bit in an extremely nasty voice. Voldemort pointed towards the door, the three men left without a word. In fact none of them dared say a word unless they were supposed to. Being a deatheater was alot of work.
Sorry that was a really short one I promise the next one will be longer. I wanted the next part to be a different chapter.
Niamh
disclaimer: all the characters and every thing exept the plot are JKRowlings but the plot is mine and shall forever more remain mine Muah Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! Muah Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha!
Enough of that on with the story ;)
Pranks, Spells, and Hippies!
Chapter 1: The Evil Plan
"Wormtail, bring me my inner circle!" Hissed a cold voice. "Y-yes master," Wormtail replied and left the room. "Men remove your hoods." The leading man was none other than Lucius Malfoy. The two men behind Malfoy had great resemblence to Crabbe and Goyle. They bowed deeply to the cold man. "Right, I have come up with a plan. It is called 'The Plan'" The session went on for an hour. "Crabbe you get the ingredients, Goyle you make the potion and Malfoy, you pull it off. You may think that I have been nice, but know this: if any of you dare to screw this plan into the ground you will die the most slow and painful death ever imagined." He said the last bit in an extremely nasty voice. Voldemort pointed towards the door, the three men left without a word. In fact none of them dared say a word unless they were supposed to. Being a deatheater was alot of work.
Sorry that was a really short one I promise the next one will be longer. I wanted the next part to be a different chapter.
Niamh