Chapter 16: If you go down to the woods today, you're in for a big surprise.....
It was a lovely night full of moonshine, and so the Death Eaters decided to have their annual picnic. They settled down in a nice scary wood, lay down their evil-looking blankets, put down their evil-looking hamper, and took out all their evil-looking food. Lucius Malfoy was sitting next to who he thought was Snape (hard to tell what with the masks and all), and was happily munching on his evil sandwich, when several people around him started to scream like little girls.
"There are ants on my sandwich!" shrieked Rudolphus Lestrange, throwing his sandwich to the ground and running away as fast as he could.
"On mine, too" said Rosier, taking out his wand and incinerating his sandwich. "We should've brought a picnic table."
"A picnic table...." said Voldemort thoughtfully. "You," he said, pointing at Lucius, "get on your hands and knees and act like a picnic table."
"But Malfoys do not act like picnic tables!" protested Lucius indignantly, at which Snape smacked him over the head.
"You're not supposed to mention your name!" he hissed at him. "Now do as the Dark Lord says!" Lucius gave him a dirty look, and reluctantly got on his hands and knees. Grinning, the other Death Eaters put their evil- looking paper plates on his back, where the ants could not get at them. With disgust, Lucius felt something crawling up his left leg.
"The ants are crawling up my robes!" he whined. Snape leant over to him, and Lucius was rather disconcerted to see a very smug look appear on the professor's face.
"Those aren't ants," Snape whispered. "That's Crabbe's hand."
It was a lovely night full of moonshine, and so the Death Eaters decided to have their annual picnic. They settled down in a nice scary wood, lay down their evil-looking blankets, put down their evil-looking hamper, and took out all their evil-looking food. Lucius Malfoy was sitting next to who he thought was Snape (hard to tell what with the masks and all), and was happily munching on his evil sandwich, when several people around him started to scream like little girls.
"There are ants on my sandwich!" shrieked Rudolphus Lestrange, throwing his sandwich to the ground and running away as fast as he could.
"On mine, too" said Rosier, taking out his wand and incinerating his sandwich. "We should've brought a picnic table."
"A picnic table...." said Voldemort thoughtfully. "You," he said, pointing at Lucius, "get on your hands and knees and act like a picnic table."
"But Malfoys do not act like picnic tables!" protested Lucius indignantly, at which Snape smacked him over the head.
"You're not supposed to mention your name!" he hissed at him. "Now do as the Dark Lord says!" Lucius gave him a dirty look, and reluctantly got on his hands and knees. Grinning, the other Death Eaters put their evil- looking paper plates on his back, where the ants could not get at them. With disgust, Lucius felt something crawling up his left leg.
"The ants are crawling up my robes!" he whined. Snape leant over to him, and Lucius was rather disconcerted to see a very smug look appear on the professor's face.
"Those aren't ants," Snape whispered. "That's Crabbe's hand."