Disclaimer: All Harry Potter stuff belongs to JK Rowling. I'm am not
responsible for Mindi's insane use of plagiarized material.
(A/N: I just about got rid of that writer's block, partially because of some great ideas my reviewers gave my. Special thanks to Arwen Rayne. The sweetener idea belongs to her! Just a note: I might be a little late with the next chapter, please forgive me.)
Lady Russell Homes - Thanks.I think. I've never seen Cowboy Bebop, so I would really have no idea. Psychotic Teenager From Hell - Thanks! Arwen Rayne - You reviewed me again, thanks! Thanks for the ideas as well. Ideas are ALWAYS appreciated. I can't use the Harry or Dudley one because they're just babies - this is before Voldermort went after the Potters. However, thanks for the sweetner idea!
Chapter Five - A Visitor
Lord Voldermort stared at Lady Shade. He figured there wasn't much the deranged witch could do to him that hadn't already happened. He was wrong. Lady Shade snapped her fingers and Dumbledore stood up. "Fetch the Book." she ordered. Voldermort noticed hopefully that the sugar seemed to be wearing off. That was a good sign.he thought. Professor Dumbledore returned with a large leather-bound book. "Every single person I've driven insane is listed in this book." She announced proudly.
Voldermort opened the book to the first page. "Oliver the Multicolored Rottweiler?" "My first victory." Shade replied. "Only I think I was still learning or something. He didn't turn out right." She snapped her fingers again and whistled shrilly, causing Voldermort to grab his ears in pain. Within seconds the ghost of a large multicolored rottweiler ran into the room.
Shade grinned fondly. "Isn't he cute?" "Very colorful." "I'm so glad you like him! You see Oliver has a tendency to eat other people's pets. And he hasn't been fed in a while, soooo." Voldermort definitely did not like the look that passed over Shade's face. 'Nope, she's even more dangerous when there's no sugar clouding her brain.' he thought. The Lady leaned down and whispered something in Oliver's ear. Oliver disappeared in a puff of multi-colored smoke.
Shade turned back to her "guest". "Oh. I'm so upset! You didn't drink any of your tea!" she exclaimed. Automatically, Voldermort grabbed his cup and brought it to his lips - only to spit the white liquid out again an instant later. "What's in this junk?!" he cried. Shade blinked innocently. Well I ran out of sugar...and milk...and tea, so I just put in some artificial sweetener!" she said. "So, what you're telling me is that this is sugar water." Voldermort said slowly. "That sounds right." Shade agreed, casually sipping her "tea". Inside Voldermort's brain was going in circles. 'Shade.sugar.insanity.not good.' he thought hazily, watching Shade finish her cup. Shade grinned crazily, and Voldermort changed his earlier thought. 'Correction, she's more dangerous on a sugar high.' "ANYWAY, TIMEFORMOREFUN!" "Uhoh." Voldermort was learning very fast to fear those words.
Fate grinned evilly. Things were going so well! And if Fate was correct, and Fate usually was, another surprise was in store for Voldermort. One that he would just die to see.
Ding-Dong! The doorbell's tone rang throughout the Manor. And was it Voldermort's imagination or was it playing the funeral march? "OHCOOL! SOMEONE'SHERE!" Shade grabbed Voldermort by the hand and started pulling him through the Manor. Voldermort managed to keep pace for a moment or two, then fell to the ground and let himself be dragged. After a trip through the Manor, in which Voldermort was thrown down several flights of stairs, Shade finally remembered where the front door was. Leaving Voldermort in a bruised heap, she took the key from her pocket and opened the door.
A pretty middle aged woman stood in the doorway. She had shoulder - length silver hair and blue eyes. The similarity between her and Shade was amazing. "BETHANY!" Shade cried. "OH, COMEIN! COMEIN!" Shade ushered in her guest. Oliver trotted in behind her, chewing on a dead snake. It was Navki, of course. "OOPS! ITHINKOLIVERATEYOURPET!" "That's the understatement of the year." The stranger said, looking at the mangled corpse.
Shade fingered the woman's silver hair. "ILOVEYOURHAIR. IWISHMYHAIRWASTHATCOLOR." "Actually, it is!" Shade drew a lock of her own hair and stared at it. "REALLY? HOWCOOL! WHOAREYOU, BYTHEWAY?" The stranger frowned. "You know what? I don't know!" Voldermort's heart sank. This was not good. Then his eyes caught on the door. Which was, of course, still open. Voldermort lunged for the door.and fell flat on his face as his legs refused to cooperate. "TSK, TSK, YOUBADBOY!" Shade said as she once again closed and locked the door. She then turned to the woman. "NOWWHATDIDYOUSAYYOURNAMEWAS?" "I didn't." she replied. "Bethany." Voldermort said dully. "WHAT?" "You called her Bethany before." "THAT'SRIGHT, IDID." Shade exclaimed, patting Voldermort's head like a dog. "GOODDOGGIE!" Voldermort wagged his tail. 'Wait! Since when do I have a tail?' "Oops!" Bethany said. "I think Navki bit you!" (A/N: Do not try this at home. It's not physically possible, but who cares?) Then, the poison set in and Voldermort saw black.
When he woke up, he found himself on a bed, unable to move. At first, he thought someone had used a Full Body Lock on him. Then, he realized that he was tied up in bandages. "Oh, good. You're awake. I'll go get my sister." Bethany said. 'Her sister?' Voldermort thought. 'Oh, of course. Shade.' Bethany returned with Shade behind her. "OOOOOOH! ABANDAGE!" Shade cried, and immediately started unraveling a bandage. Bethany frowned at Voldermort. "Who are you again?" Voldermort tried to look impressive and failed miserably. "I am the great - " "THAT'SDADDY!" Shade interrupted. "Oooh! Daddy!" Bethany squealed. "I'm going to love you, and squeeze you, and hug you, and - " "Alright, alright! At least untie me! I look like a mummy!" Bethany looked confused. "But I thought you were a daddy, not a mommy." ". . . " "Oh, look! He's speechless! Oh, Daddy! I've never been so proud!" Bethany squealed. Both women gaped at Voldermort in mute astonishment. Voldermort sighed and took the temporary reprieve to look around the room. There was only one other bed, which was currently being occupied by Crayola. Voldermort blinked. 'I thought Crayola was dead?' "Oh, don't worry!" said Shadowmusic. "With Mindi anything is possible!" Voldermort stared at Shadowmusic. "Who the h*** are you?" "Oh, that's right! I'm not supposed to be here!" Shadowmusic disappeared. And, of course, she "accidentally" left Mindi in the fic.
(Thanks to all my readers! I wonder what mayhem Mindi will cause now that she's in the fic? *grins evilly* REVIEW!)
(A/N: I just about got rid of that writer's block, partially because of some great ideas my reviewers gave my. Special thanks to Arwen Rayne. The sweetener idea belongs to her! Just a note: I might be a little late with the next chapter, please forgive me.)
Lady Russell Homes - Thanks.I think. I've never seen Cowboy Bebop, so I would really have no idea. Psychotic Teenager From Hell - Thanks! Arwen Rayne - You reviewed me again, thanks! Thanks for the ideas as well. Ideas are ALWAYS appreciated. I can't use the Harry or Dudley one because they're just babies - this is before Voldermort went after the Potters. However, thanks for the sweetner idea!
Chapter Five - A Visitor
Lord Voldermort stared at Lady Shade. He figured there wasn't much the deranged witch could do to him that hadn't already happened. He was wrong. Lady Shade snapped her fingers and Dumbledore stood up. "Fetch the Book." she ordered. Voldermort noticed hopefully that the sugar seemed to be wearing off. That was a good sign.he thought. Professor Dumbledore returned with a large leather-bound book. "Every single person I've driven insane is listed in this book." She announced proudly.
Voldermort opened the book to the first page. "Oliver the Multicolored Rottweiler?" "My first victory." Shade replied. "Only I think I was still learning or something. He didn't turn out right." She snapped her fingers again and whistled shrilly, causing Voldermort to grab his ears in pain. Within seconds the ghost of a large multicolored rottweiler ran into the room.
Shade grinned fondly. "Isn't he cute?" "Very colorful." "I'm so glad you like him! You see Oliver has a tendency to eat other people's pets. And he hasn't been fed in a while, soooo." Voldermort definitely did not like the look that passed over Shade's face. 'Nope, she's even more dangerous when there's no sugar clouding her brain.' he thought. The Lady leaned down and whispered something in Oliver's ear. Oliver disappeared in a puff of multi-colored smoke.
Shade turned back to her "guest". "Oh. I'm so upset! You didn't drink any of your tea!" she exclaimed. Automatically, Voldermort grabbed his cup and brought it to his lips - only to spit the white liquid out again an instant later. "What's in this junk?!" he cried. Shade blinked innocently. Well I ran out of sugar...and milk...and tea, so I just put in some artificial sweetener!" she said. "So, what you're telling me is that this is sugar water." Voldermort said slowly. "That sounds right." Shade agreed, casually sipping her "tea". Inside Voldermort's brain was going in circles. 'Shade.sugar.insanity.not good.' he thought hazily, watching Shade finish her cup. Shade grinned crazily, and Voldermort changed his earlier thought. 'Correction, she's more dangerous on a sugar high.' "ANYWAY, TIMEFORMOREFUN!" "Uhoh." Voldermort was learning very fast to fear those words.
Fate grinned evilly. Things were going so well! And if Fate was correct, and Fate usually was, another surprise was in store for Voldermort. One that he would just die to see.
Ding-Dong! The doorbell's tone rang throughout the Manor. And was it Voldermort's imagination or was it playing the funeral march? "OHCOOL! SOMEONE'SHERE!" Shade grabbed Voldermort by the hand and started pulling him through the Manor. Voldermort managed to keep pace for a moment or two, then fell to the ground and let himself be dragged. After a trip through the Manor, in which Voldermort was thrown down several flights of stairs, Shade finally remembered where the front door was. Leaving Voldermort in a bruised heap, she took the key from her pocket and opened the door.
A pretty middle aged woman stood in the doorway. She had shoulder - length silver hair and blue eyes. The similarity between her and Shade was amazing. "BETHANY!" Shade cried. "OH, COMEIN! COMEIN!" Shade ushered in her guest. Oliver trotted in behind her, chewing on a dead snake. It was Navki, of course. "OOPS! ITHINKOLIVERATEYOURPET!" "That's the understatement of the year." The stranger said, looking at the mangled corpse.
Shade fingered the woman's silver hair. "ILOVEYOURHAIR. IWISHMYHAIRWASTHATCOLOR." "Actually, it is!" Shade drew a lock of her own hair and stared at it. "REALLY? HOWCOOL! WHOAREYOU, BYTHEWAY?" The stranger frowned. "You know what? I don't know!" Voldermort's heart sank. This was not good. Then his eyes caught on the door. Which was, of course, still open. Voldermort lunged for the door.and fell flat on his face as his legs refused to cooperate. "TSK, TSK, YOUBADBOY!" Shade said as she once again closed and locked the door. She then turned to the woman. "NOWWHATDIDYOUSAYYOURNAMEWAS?" "I didn't." she replied. "Bethany." Voldermort said dully. "WHAT?" "You called her Bethany before." "THAT'SRIGHT, IDID." Shade exclaimed, patting Voldermort's head like a dog. "GOODDOGGIE!" Voldermort wagged his tail. 'Wait! Since when do I have a tail?' "Oops!" Bethany said. "I think Navki bit you!" (A/N: Do not try this at home. It's not physically possible, but who cares?) Then, the poison set in and Voldermort saw black.
When he woke up, he found himself on a bed, unable to move. At first, he thought someone had used a Full Body Lock on him. Then, he realized that he was tied up in bandages. "Oh, good. You're awake. I'll go get my sister." Bethany said. 'Her sister?' Voldermort thought. 'Oh, of course. Shade.' Bethany returned with Shade behind her. "OOOOOOH! ABANDAGE!" Shade cried, and immediately started unraveling a bandage. Bethany frowned at Voldermort. "Who are you again?" Voldermort tried to look impressive and failed miserably. "I am the great - " "THAT'SDADDY!" Shade interrupted. "Oooh! Daddy!" Bethany squealed. "I'm going to love you, and squeeze you, and hug you, and - " "Alright, alright! At least untie me! I look like a mummy!" Bethany looked confused. "But I thought you were a daddy, not a mommy." ". . . " "Oh, look! He's speechless! Oh, Daddy! I've never been so proud!" Bethany squealed. Both women gaped at Voldermort in mute astonishment. Voldermort sighed and took the temporary reprieve to look around the room. There was only one other bed, which was currently being occupied by Crayola. Voldermort blinked. 'I thought Crayola was dead?' "Oh, don't worry!" said Shadowmusic. "With Mindi anything is possible!" Voldermort stared at Shadowmusic. "Who the h*** are you?" "Oh, that's right! I'm not supposed to be here!" Shadowmusic disappeared. And, of course, she "accidentally" left Mindi in the fic.
(Thanks to all my readers! I wonder what mayhem Mindi will cause now that she's in the fic? *grins evilly* REVIEW!)