And finally here is the first part of Meeting 3! Enjoy! And thanks to all those wonderful, wonderful people who have reviewed. :) I just saw POA today, and damn I want to see it again!!!!!! :D It was wonderful!!!
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Severus Snape entered the Death Eater meeting room for the third time that week and he was met with an unusual sight. A dozen or so wizards (and for Bellatrix's sake) and one witch were already sitting at the table, Voldemort himself included. Snape gasped in horror at his fellow Death Eaters who were wearing identical shirts. Now of course Snape was used to wearing the same clothes as his fellow Death Eaters but even so these shirts took the cake. The shirts were pale pink and when Snape had a closer look her could see each persons name embroidered above their left breast pocket.
'Now this is Ri-goddamned-diculous' Snape snickered 'there is NO WAY in HELL Voldemort is squeezing ME into one of those hideous pink shirts'
"Hey Sevvie" Voldemort said in his usual high pitched evil yet somehow cheerful voice. "Oh and here this is for you" He threw Snape a package wrapped in plain brown paper. Snape opened the package suspiciously and with a sinking heart pulled out his very own pale pink bowling shirt. Snape stood there for a while dumbfounded just staring at it. It even had his name on it! Sevvie was written on the left breast pocket in black script just like everyone else's.
"Thank you Voldie" Snape said through gritted teeth. He gave Voldemort a horrible forced smile and tucked the offending pink shirt into one of the many hidden pockets in his robes.
"Put it on Sevvie, see if it fits you. It was rather unfortunate that I got some of the sizes mixed up" And indeed Snape could see that Crabbe had ended up with a shirt that looked at least three sizes too small for him.
"Come on Severus, we really don't have all day, we are going there at 6pm on the dot. I don't like being late." Snape threw Voldemort a very dirty look.
"What?!! I apologised for last time. Geez you do hold grudges . Ok I'll say it again because it means sooo much to you. I, Tom Marvolo Riddle as known as Lord Voldemort, am very sorry that I was late for the last meeting. Are you happy now Snape?" Many of the Death Eaters had started laughing at Voldemort's sudden outburst.
"You're.... name... is TOM?!" cried one wizard between fits of laughter.
"Marvolo? What sorta name is that?" Voldemort sighed and looked at Bellatrix.
"Bellatrix, if you please?" Voldemort gestured to some of the laughing Death Eaters. Bellatrix smiled wickedly and pointed her wand at them.
"Avad-
"NO!" Voldemort cried, waving his hands in front of Bellatrix. Bellatrix gave a small pout and tried again.
"The other one Bellatrix" Voldemort gave Bellatrix a stern look.
"Crucio!" she commanded and the two wizards were knocked from their chairs onto the ground. The rolled around in pain and the evil glint in Bellatrix's eyes seemed to have had erupted from a small bushfire into a raging inferno. Voldemort himself smiled too.
"Oh ok.... yes... Bellatrix... ok now that's enough torturing for one night. Put the wand away now before you take someone's eye out." Bellatrix reluctantly obeyed, tucking her wand into the pocket of her own pink shirt. Some of the other Death Eaters were giving Bellatrix's husband Rodolphus some 'interesting' looks. Lucius in particular gave him one of those 'oh my goodness your wife is mental' glares. Rodolphus Lestrange flushed red and the colour of his face clashed horribly with his pink shirt.
"Anyways" continued Voldemort, "What's so funny about my name?" Nobody had the guts to say anything. Indeed the cruciod wizards had gone oddly silent and were wearing pained expressions on their faces.
"Tom Marvolo Riddle has an... erm... nice ring to it" said Avery who this time had made an effort to write down the minutes of this meeting.
"Why thank you Avery." Voldemort said pleased with himself. "Oh what the HELL am I saying? It was my filthy muggle father's name! It's a horrible name! Don't you guys think Lord Voldemort is much more intimidating?"
"Sure Mr Flight of Death, if it rings your bell" Snape said rolling his eyes.
"Severus, where is your shirt? I told you to put it on! Do you dare disobey me?" Voldemort asked with flashing eyes.
"Master.... of course not" Snape said slowly giving Voldemort a jerky little bow. He cringed as his hands felt into his robes and touched the offending item of clothing. Painfully slowly Snape pulled his cloak off and even slowylier (which isn't a word) pushed his arms through the shirt. A sour look appeared on his face as his fingers quickly buttoned the buttons. He shuddered as he, Severus Snape, almighty Potions Master looked down at himself. He could see the name 'Sevvie' embroidered on his shirt and although he had a strong stomach he felt the urge to throw up his lunch, preferably in Voldemort's lap. It took a lot (oh and I mean A LOT) of self control not to go on a Bellatrix-ish hexing spree. He forced a horrible smile and sat back down quickly covering himself with his cloak. 'Why pink? Why BLOODY pink?' he thought to himself. He was in a good mind to ask but he knew that all that would come out of his mouth would be curses, hexes, charms and wickedly bad swearing. Hell, he probably would've pulled out a bottle of the ole arsenic too. But since he was a patient man and knew that he could get back at Voldemort in better ways he didn't speak. For the meantime, staring at Voldemort with the most evil look he could muster would satisfy him. Snape narrowed his eyes and made his mouth even thinner and Voldie must've sensed the evilness radiating off Snape because he decided to avoid Snape from that point on. (In actual fact Voldie was jealous because Snape was winning in the EVIL STARE SWEEPSTAKES. There was NO way that any other stare could beat the oh-my-god-I've-shit-my-pants stare that Snape had perfected after so many years.) Voldemort gave a nervous giggle as he happened to catch eyes with Snape.
"Anyways, carrying on. You may be wondering about our bowling shirts-
"Master, they're BRIGHT PINK!" cried Lucius giving Lord Voldemort the raised eyebrow.
"Lucius, fine distinctions! They are not BRIGHT pink. They are pale pink!" Voldemort said.
"But they're hideous!: Lucius said, particularly looking at Crabbe and his three sizes too small shirt.
"What are you talking about, they're lovely!" Voldemort said with a very fake smile. Well truth be told, Lucius Malfoy actually looked rather handsome in his shirt. (Is there anything that wouldn't suit the sexy beast?) But essentially, Lucius was telling the truth none of the other Death Eaters had that wonderful ability of looking good in pale pink.
"Ok FINE! I CONFESS! When I ordered the shirts I wanted them to be black with our names written in Glowing Green. But I had been baking a batch of cookies at the same time I was filling out the order form and I uh... I uh... ticked the wrong box. I ticked pink instead of black." Voldemort's usually lily white face was bright red, I could go as far to say he was Weasely red. Snape and everybody stared at 'Voddlemort' in disgust.
'IDIOT! VOLDEMORT IS A BLOODY IDIOT! What on EARTH am I DOING?' Snape thought as his eyes wandered away and came to rest on Naked Dumbledore. And for the second time Snape swore that it blinked at him, Dumbledore's eyes sparkling as if they weren't made of stone. 'I really should stop watching so much porn. It's driving me crazy.' Snape thought. 'Blinking statues... what next?'
"So now everybody is here? Brilliant. Now I am glad to see that you guys managed to go on a recruiting spree. Welcome our new members." Voldemort pointed to the two wizards Bellatrix had the pleasure of cursing earlier that meeting.
"Ok we are all here."
"Master, why are we wearing these shirts?" Wormtail asked.
"Wormtail, does nothing penetrate that thick skull of yours? We're going bowling" Voldemort said. Snape filed that statement away in a file in his mind that said Insults for Stupid Gryffindors. He knew that it might come in handy in years to come.
"Oh." Wormtail answered stupidly. Voldemort continued.
"Transportation will be here soon-
"Master excuse me." Nott said. "But can't we apparate there?" Voldemort gave a wickedgrin.
"Nope. I should tell you something that I should've told you a while ago" Snape's eyes narrowed even more (if physically possible). Even Lucius gripped onto his pimp stick a little harder.
"Incognito fellows. We're going undercover"
"WHAT?!?" Everybody yelled.
"We're pretending to be Muggles."
"WHAT???!!!?" Everybody yelled again. Every pureblood in the room turned up their noses. Voldemort smiled Demonic Smile Number Four.
"Ah look our transportation is here. Come on lets go." Voldemort said excitedly, getting himself off Big Daddy and walking towards the door. The Death Eaters followed their master out of the meeting room. Snape gave one last look at the Dumbledor statue and swept out of the room, stark raving MAD and dressed in pink. Voldemort was really starting to get on his nerves. Snape had to make sure he whipped Voldie's ass at this bowling game.
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