Disclaimer: None mine, all borrowed except for my beauteous plot and the centaurs.
Sightings: NL and HP waiting in front of the Greenhouse, waiting each for their lovely Ladies. AD making plans for LB's public Funeral; seen shouting at the nurse who simply stood there and looked at his stupidly. HG late to class again as she was looking desperately for some kind of necklace that she just couldn't leave with out. GW feeling guilty, and naughty, and has simmered down a bit and is now on speaking terms with HP. LB living off things she finds on the ground and stalking RW as usual. DM has a new group of friends and has no need for GG and VC. Needless to say VC and GG are both heartbroken and confused.
Dolores Umbridge paced in front of the Forbidden Forest thinking hard. There was a great roar from deep within the depths of the forest. She turned to face the forest, her pudgy fingers over her heart.
"Oh my love, How I long to be with you again." She cried.
'I cannot bear the distance and longer!'
She took a deep breath, pulled out her wand, and tossed it aside. I cannot keep it; it is will only make things worse. She took one more deep breath, clenched her fat fists, and stepped into the dark of the forest.
It seemed like she'd been walking for hours and she was still far from her destination. Perhaps it was the fact that she kept getting stuck when the path got too narrow, but whatever the reason, she never wavered in her task. She only stopped for breath when she was sure she was at least halfway to the heart of the forest. (Well, actually, she stopped and practically fell over every two hundred yards, but that's not what's important). She lay sprawled out in the dirt listening to the sounds of the forest.
Two centaurs passed by, one, a male, had a German accent and a mustache. The other, a female, had white hair, but neither seemed to notice a large, hog-sized woman lying motionlessly on the ground as they were too enthralled in their own conversations ("Oh Kielana my little colt, come, let us make beautiful Centaur love!" "AS YOU wish my horsy companion") She groaned, a long growling roar...roar? The trees above trembled, one even flew out of the ground!
"Grawpy?" She stood up and looked eagerly in the direction of the uprooted tree. There was a thundering crash and then, through the darkness, barely visible from behind the many trees, was a great fleshy foot.
"Oh Grawpy! You remembered my weakness when it comes to physical activity and met me half way! How sweet!" By now, the big round head of the giant had peeked through a gap in the trees. He looked around, squinting with his beady eyes. When he finally noticed her, a goofy smile came over his face, and he blushed.
"Burrg!!" He said shyly.
"Yes sweetheart, I even threw away my wand, to be with you, everyday...forever."
With that she ran up to his big dirty leg and kissed it.
"Me wuv Piggy!"
And with that he picked her with one hand. "I've been lonely." She whispered, Grawp snorted, which when it comes to giants, is a signal of lust and well, I really would much rather not bother with the uh... "details".
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The first class of the day for the Slytherins was Care of Magical Creatures on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and Draco Malfoy couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling of dread. It was the first day of his new life without Hermione, and his fist few hours of the day would be spent... with Hermione.
He sighed, and let his arms carrying his book bag sag a little. He walked to Hagrid's hut alone. When he reached the gathering of students in front of Hagrid's Hut he stood in his usual spot with the rest of his Serpent housed friends.
Normally the center of attention, his fellow Slytherins were quite surprised when he said nothing but kept glancing shiftily around as the small groups of people continued to come in. And there she was, walking with Potter and Weasley as always. A giggling Pansy Parkinson came bouncing up when she too had noticed their arrival.
"Ooh! Look Draco, Potty, Weasel and the Mudblood!"
He didn't even look up,
"Oh yeah, clever Pansy"
"Yo! Malfoy!"
It was Crabbe waving his hand high in the air, trying to act... "cool". He kept waving his arm even as Malfoy had acknowledged his presence as if he wasn't sure Malfoy could see him or not, and to just to make sure, he continued to wave his hand around like a loon.
Apparently he and Goyle seemed to think a change of outfit would make everything better between them and Malfoy. Crabbe was in a shadow of a giant purple pimp hat, and big dark sunglasses. Goyle was wearing a fake mustache that curled up on the ends. Malfoy gave them his worst ever death stare, and slowly pulled out his wand. The smile fell off Crabbe's faster than he could even comprehend what Malfoy pulling out his wand could mean.
"Come on Goyle, let's go over there" He looked hastily at Malfoy then pulled Goyle away. With a look of satisfaction and a good laugh, Malfoy followed the rest of the students into the Forbidden Forest to start class.
All together it wasn't that bad a lesson, not that he learned anything, but he managed to avoid looking at Hermione too much, jinx Goyle when no one was looking, and even toss an angry glare at Hagrid when he announced that they would be revisiting the Flobberworm unit. He had not the energy today to even attempt any snide remarks; in fact all energy he had went towards forcing down his tears. Oh just imagine if that should happen...
'the fearless Draco Malfoy break down and cry?'
He chuckled to himself, Oh no, we can't have that now can we...
The source of his emotional roller coaster was even more repulsive than the idea of him crying, If only they knew.
'Draco Malfoy in love with a Mudblood? Oh lord! What is this world coming to?'
He had a clear mental picture in his head of all the terrified Hogwarts students running around screaming and pulling at the roots of their hair.
He laughed.
Then he realized that he wasn't the only one laughing, at that precise moment the rest of the class followed him in his silent laughter. Panic struck immediately before he could even think about a rationable explanation for the rest of the class laughing at the joke inside his head.
'Fuck no! I couldn't have said that out loud! What else have I stupidly blurted out?'
He looked around wildly and much to his relief he found the cause of his classmates laughter.
It appeared as if a Flobberworm (Most likely Parvati's from the unfortunate thing that had happened to her) had been carelessly overfed and popped if you will, sending slimy, smelly, purple goo in all directions. Meanwhile poor Parvati was retching followed closely by vomit as she had received a mouthful of "Flobbr-Goo."
The laughter quickly died and was replaced by a wave of "EEW!" as Parvati proceeded to vomit all over.
"Er... class... dismissed" came Hagrid's booming voice from amongst the gagging.
The class needless to say was quite happy to leave the scene. Malfoy even momentarily forgot about Hermione.
(Sigh) But the moment Malfoy started to feel his heart lift, like he could almost be happy again...
There she is! But what's this? He squinted at her chest (chest...not cleavage, although he probably wouldn't mind taking a quick peek at that too) she was wearing a necklace; a simple silver chained necklace...
He looked closer. Hanging loosely on the chain was-
A ring!
...His ring.
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"Oh shove off Malfoy, get one of your cheep Slytherin bitches and stare at their breasts instead!"
"Ron!"
Malfoy just tossed a deathly glare at Ron and stalked off, muttering to himself.
"Well Hermione..." He lowered his voice "He was looking at your, well your dirty pillows!"
She smiled.
"Oh Ron, it's not like I haven't caught you looking at my breasts more times than I can count"
At this he smiled too and put his arm around her waist. He pulled her close to him. Then he kissed her neck and said in a low voice, so that only she could hear him (through a fit of giggles).
"But I'm allowed to, I'm your boyfriend!"
Suddenly, Hermione dropped her smile. She couldn't help it she stiffened. Ron let out a sigh as if the worst had come, but he almost seemed prepared, like he had rehearsed the night before. He looked back and mouthed something to Harry who nodded turned on his heel and went the other direction.
'Sigh My god...Boys! Could they have possibly made it more obvious?'
"Hermione, could I talk to you"
She crossed her arms and made a loud annoyed sigh.
"Sure"
"Umm... Alone?"
"Ron, we are alone."
He looked around,
"Oh, yeah how about over here"
he led her over to a patch of trees on the edge of the Forest. However in truth, Ron and Hermione's conversation would have been more private had they stayed in the middle of the lawn, but we wouldn't want to move Ron's cheese now would we?
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Oh yes, the tree appeared empty, but by now we know better, however it was quite a nasty shock when a chirpy little sparrow attempted to land an a particularly long branch and collided with something alive! But we care not of the difficulty that the birds experienced with that particular tree.
"Yes Cloaky... I see them coming... shhh! They will hear you."
"Listen Hermione, what is going on with you?"
Lavender gasped. "It IS my snugglebee! And that Hanky-panky-hoe Granger!"
Ron and Hermione kept walking though farther away from the trees and out of earshot.
"No matter Cloaky, I can read lips!"
Silence.
"Yes I can!"
More silence.
"Silence! I do not need your silly questions!"
Still more silence.
"Now you're just wasting my time, time that I could be using to read lips,"
Though reading lips was hardly necessary as Ron kept dragging Hermione back to the spot near the trees. ("Stop acting like everything is okay Hermione because it's not!)
However Lavender either could not (doubtful) or refused to listen and insisted on using her "lip reading talents".
"Oh Cloaky!" she said in an excited, hushed voice; "My Ronnie-Poo is telling that no-good-muggle that he loves me! How faithful of him! Wait there is still more..."
"Ron if there was anything seriously wrong I'd tell you, aright there is no need to worry."
"She says she can't spell the word 'hippopotamus!'"
"There is something going on between you and Malfoy! What are you keeping from me?"
("He says the Greek Gods will protect us, but only after he washes their underwear...") There was a pause, then Hermione answered somewhat convincingly, "There is nothing going on-"
("She says 'I am a stupid Mudblood who will soon die.'")
"Where did you get that ring?"
("He says 'sometimes it falls out'")
"It was my mothers"
("She says 'Oh no! I hope my tragic death does not involve a gum wrapper, a screw, a knife, a used tissue and a cheese grater!'")
"OK, OK I'm sorry, it's just the way you make me feel...I feel wanted, appreciated, loved. I'm sorry Hermione if I'm jealous, It's just I can only imagine how horrible it would be without you. I've never, ever loved anything as much as I love you."
There was a long pause, both on Lavender's and Hermione's end, it was certain however that Ron's words were clearly heard by both of them, and neither could find an appropriate way to react.
Finally Hermione broke the silence.
"I love you too," she said quietly, "Come on, let's get back to the Castle."
And with that hand in hand, they walked back to the castle together. When Lavender came out of shock she war furious.
"Did you hear what the slut said Cloaky? She seduced my poor innocent Ronsickle!"
The usual silence.
"You're right Cloaky! I need my revenge now! I'm gonna' get her, I know what I'm gonna' do... it's time for and aerial assault!"
...
"I can too fly!"
...
"Oh yeah? Then how did I get into the tree? Honestly what has gotten into you? You seem to be in a bad mood today."
...
"OK, we'll talk later, now my business is with Granger!"
She spread her arms out and stood up shakily on the branch.
"Time to Thunderize!"
With that she let out a great war cry and dove off the branch...
THUD!
"Curses! You may have won this time gravity, but you just wait..."
With the little strength that she had left, Lavender Brown shook her fist angrily at the sky, just before the invisibility cloak fell from the branch above and landed on her head.
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Dumbledore paced his office impatiently, again. God! Why was everything happening to him?
First a student dies, then Madame Pomfrey feeds a sick student shaving cream, and she kept insisting upon acting all 'possessed' and only saying:
"Yes Professor", "No Professor", "Lavender Brown is dead", and "Shut up Cloaky I'm trying to-oops."
And do you have any idea how difficult it is to arrange a funeral while having to work around a possessed person's schedule? He slammed his fist on the desk, why was she being so damn difficult?
Not only that, he had not received his letter from Tom, and Fawkes was still giving him the cold shoulder. He turned to the window only to see a small gray owl flying towards him. If it was another owl from the ministry asking him for the answers to life's questions, he was going to lose it. They were always in his case about something. But to his joy and immense relief, when he opened the note the owl was carrying and immediately recognized Tom Riddle's righting:
My Dearest Albus,
I was overjoyed when I received your reply, I was almost afraid you would say no to my proposal! I am indeed sorry that it took me so long to get back to you, as I have been dodging the ministry's Aurors that you sent on me (you old fool!). My health is getting better, you know I no longer have to drink snake's milk which is pretty good as snake milk isn't that great tasting. I've also killed a few of my death eaters, keeping you in mind I only killed two, see? I can be compassionate! Well enough about me, how it the great headmaster of Hogwarts doing? You wouldn't be perchance having a public gathering in which Harry Potter might be vulnerable? Well I really must be going now, looking forward to your next letter, Yours Fondly,
Lord Voldemort
Dumbledore ran over to his couch and collapsed on it, clutching Tom's Letter to his heart. Tom was such a great friend!
"Who needs that stupid Pheonix when I have my pal Voldemort on my side?"
He said to himself. But there was a soft Pat of something light being dropped on the carpet floor. He turned around to see Fawkes standing in the doorway; he had dropped what Dumbledore would later find to be an apology letter on the floor. A single tear rolled down Fawke's feathery face. As suddenly as he arrived Fawkes drooped his head and flew away down the corridor. -----------
A/N: I am very disappointed in all of you who have not given me reviews, you know who you are... Well I'm not as happy with this one as with the last one but the NEXT one will finally get some action, I PROMISE to squeeze in Lavender's Funeral in "La Chapter 4 de La Mort" But it may be a little long, just warning ya'. Well get with the reviews and maybe I'll update sooner...
We'll see.
Sightings: NL and HP waiting in front of the Greenhouse, waiting each for their lovely Ladies. AD making plans for LB's public Funeral; seen shouting at the nurse who simply stood there and looked at his stupidly. HG late to class again as she was looking desperately for some kind of necklace that she just couldn't leave with out. GW feeling guilty, and naughty, and has simmered down a bit and is now on speaking terms with HP. LB living off things she finds on the ground and stalking RW as usual. DM has a new group of friends and has no need for GG and VC. Needless to say VC and GG are both heartbroken and confused.
Dolores Umbridge paced in front of the Forbidden Forest thinking hard. There was a great roar from deep within the depths of the forest. She turned to face the forest, her pudgy fingers over her heart.
"Oh my love, How I long to be with you again." She cried.
'I cannot bear the distance and longer!'
She took a deep breath, pulled out her wand, and tossed it aside. I cannot keep it; it is will only make things worse. She took one more deep breath, clenched her fat fists, and stepped into the dark of the forest.
It seemed like she'd been walking for hours and she was still far from her destination. Perhaps it was the fact that she kept getting stuck when the path got too narrow, but whatever the reason, she never wavered in her task. She only stopped for breath when she was sure she was at least halfway to the heart of the forest. (Well, actually, she stopped and practically fell over every two hundred yards, but that's not what's important). She lay sprawled out in the dirt listening to the sounds of the forest.
Two centaurs passed by, one, a male, had a German accent and a mustache. The other, a female, had white hair, but neither seemed to notice a large, hog-sized woman lying motionlessly on the ground as they were too enthralled in their own conversations ("Oh Kielana my little colt, come, let us make beautiful Centaur love!" "AS YOU wish my horsy companion") She groaned, a long growling roar...roar? The trees above trembled, one even flew out of the ground!
"Grawpy?" She stood up and looked eagerly in the direction of the uprooted tree. There was a thundering crash and then, through the darkness, barely visible from behind the many trees, was a great fleshy foot.
"Oh Grawpy! You remembered my weakness when it comes to physical activity and met me half way! How sweet!" By now, the big round head of the giant had peeked through a gap in the trees. He looked around, squinting with his beady eyes. When he finally noticed her, a goofy smile came over his face, and he blushed.
"Burrg!!" He said shyly.
"Yes sweetheart, I even threw away my wand, to be with you, everyday...forever."
With that she ran up to his big dirty leg and kissed it.
"Me wuv Piggy!"
And with that he picked her with one hand. "I've been lonely." She whispered, Grawp snorted, which when it comes to giants, is a signal of lust and well, I really would much rather not bother with the uh... "details".
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The first class of the day for the Slytherins was Care of Magical Creatures on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and Draco Malfoy couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling of dread. It was the first day of his new life without Hermione, and his fist few hours of the day would be spent... with Hermione.
He sighed, and let his arms carrying his book bag sag a little. He walked to Hagrid's hut alone. When he reached the gathering of students in front of Hagrid's Hut he stood in his usual spot with the rest of his Serpent housed friends.
Normally the center of attention, his fellow Slytherins were quite surprised when he said nothing but kept glancing shiftily around as the small groups of people continued to come in. And there she was, walking with Potter and Weasley as always. A giggling Pansy Parkinson came bouncing up when she too had noticed their arrival.
"Ooh! Look Draco, Potty, Weasel and the Mudblood!"
He didn't even look up,
"Oh yeah, clever Pansy"
"Yo! Malfoy!"
It was Crabbe waving his hand high in the air, trying to act... "cool". He kept waving his arm even as Malfoy had acknowledged his presence as if he wasn't sure Malfoy could see him or not, and to just to make sure, he continued to wave his hand around like a loon.
Apparently he and Goyle seemed to think a change of outfit would make everything better between them and Malfoy. Crabbe was in a shadow of a giant purple pimp hat, and big dark sunglasses. Goyle was wearing a fake mustache that curled up on the ends. Malfoy gave them his worst ever death stare, and slowly pulled out his wand. The smile fell off Crabbe's faster than he could even comprehend what Malfoy pulling out his wand could mean.
"Come on Goyle, let's go over there" He looked hastily at Malfoy then pulled Goyle away. With a look of satisfaction and a good laugh, Malfoy followed the rest of the students into the Forbidden Forest to start class.
All together it wasn't that bad a lesson, not that he learned anything, but he managed to avoid looking at Hermione too much, jinx Goyle when no one was looking, and even toss an angry glare at Hagrid when he announced that they would be revisiting the Flobberworm unit. He had not the energy today to even attempt any snide remarks; in fact all energy he had went towards forcing down his tears. Oh just imagine if that should happen...
'the fearless Draco Malfoy break down and cry?'
He chuckled to himself, Oh no, we can't have that now can we...
The source of his emotional roller coaster was even more repulsive than the idea of him crying, If only they knew.
'Draco Malfoy in love with a Mudblood? Oh lord! What is this world coming to?'
He had a clear mental picture in his head of all the terrified Hogwarts students running around screaming and pulling at the roots of their hair.
He laughed.
Then he realized that he wasn't the only one laughing, at that precise moment the rest of the class followed him in his silent laughter. Panic struck immediately before he could even think about a rationable explanation for the rest of the class laughing at the joke inside his head.
'Fuck no! I couldn't have said that out loud! What else have I stupidly blurted out?'
He looked around wildly and much to his relief he found the cause of his classmates laughter.
It appeared as if a Flobberworm (Most likely Parvati's from the unfortunate thing that had happened to her) had been carelessly overfed and popped if you will, sending slimy, smelly, purple goo in all directions. Meanwhile poor Parvati was retching followed closely by vomit as she had received a mouthful of "Flobbr-Goo."
The laughter quickly died and was replaced by a wave of "EEW!" as Parvati proceeded to vomit all over.
"Er... class... dismissed" came Hagrid's booming voice from amongst the gagging.
The class needless to say was quite happy to leave the scene. Malfoy even momentarily forgot about Hermione.
(Sigh) But the moment Malfoy started to feel his heart lift, like he could almost be happy again...
There she is! But what's this? He squinted at her chest (chest...not cleavage, although he probably wouldn't mind taking a quick peek at that too) she was wearing a necklace; a simple silver chained necklace...
He looked closer. Hanging loosely on the chain was-
A ring!
...His ring.
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"Oh shove off Malfoy, get one of your cheep Slytherin bitches and stare at their breasts instead!"
"Ron!"
Malfoy just tossed a deathly glare at Ron and stalked off, muttering to himself.
"Well Hermione..." He lowered his voice "He was looking at your, well your dirty pillows!"
She smiled.
"Oh Ron, it's not like I haven't caught you looking at my breasts more times than I can count"
At this he smiled too and put his arm around her waist. He pulled her close to him. Then he kissed her neck and said in a low voice, so that only she could hear him (through a fit of giggles).
"But I'm allowed to, I'm your boyfriend!"
Suddenly, Hermione dropped her smile. She couldn't help it she stiffened. Ron let out a sigh as if the worst had come, but he almost seemed prepared, like he had rehearsed the night before. He looked back and mouthed something to Harry who nodded turned on his heel and went the other direction.
'Sigh My god...Boys! Could they have possibly made it more obvious?'
"Hermione, could I talk to you"
She crossed her arms and made a loud annoyed sigh.
"Sure"
"Umm... Alone?"
"Ron, we are alone."
He looked around,
"Oh, yeah how about over here"
he led her over to a patch of trees on the edge of the Forest. However in truth, Ron and Hermione's conversation would have been more private had they stayed in the middle of the lawn, but we wouldn't want to move Ron's cheese now would we?
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Oh yes, the tree appeared empty, but by now we know better, however it was quite a nasty shock when a chirpy little sparrow attempted to land an a particularly long branch and collided with something alive! But we care not of the difficulty that the birds experienced with that particular tree.
"Yes Cloaky... I see them coming... shhh! They will hear you."
"Listen Hermione, what is going on with you?"
Lavender gasped. "It IS my snugglebee! And that Hanky-panky-hoe Granger!"
Ron and Hermione kept walking though farther away from the trees and out of earshot.
"No matter Cloaky, I can read lips!"
Silence.
"Yes I can!"
More silence.
"Silence! I do not need your silly questions!"
Still more silence.
"Now you're just wasting my time, time that I could be using to read lips,"
Though reading lips was hardly necessary as Ron kept dragging Hermione back to the spot near the trees. ("Stop acting like everything is okay Hermione because it's not!)
However Lavender either could not (doubtful) or refused to listen and insisted on using her "lip reading talents".
"Oh Cloaky!" she said in an excited, hushed voice; "My Ronnie-Poo is telling that no-good-muggle that he loves me! How faithful of him! Wait there is still more..."
"Ron if there was anything seriously wrong I'd tell you, aright there is no need to worry."
"She says she can't spell the word 'hippopotamus!'"
"There is something going on between you and Malfoy! What are you keeping from me?"
("He says the Greek Gods will protect us, but only after he washes their underwear...") There was a pause, then Hermione answered somewhat convincingly, "There is nothing going on-"
("She says 'I am a stupid Mudblood who will soon die.'")
"Where did you get that ring?"
("He says 'sometimes it falls out'")
"It was my mothers"
("She says 'Oh no! I hope my tragic death does not involve a gum wrapper, a screw, a knife, a used tissue and a cheese grater!'")
"OK, OK I'm sorry, it's just the way you make me feel...I feel wanted, appreciated, loved. I'm sorry Hermione if I'm jealous, It's just I can only imagine how horrible it would be without you. I've never, ever loved anything as much as I love you."
There was a long pause, both on Lavender's and Hermione's end, it was certain however that Ron's words were clearly heard by both of them, and neither could find an appropriate way to react.
Finally Hermione broke the silence.
"I love you too," she said quietly, "Come on, let's get back to the Castle."
And with that hand in hand, they walked back to the castle together. When Lavender came out of shock she war furious.
"Did you hear what the slut said Cloaky? She seduced my poor innocent Ronsickle!"
The usual silence.
"You're right Cloaky! I need my revenge now! I'm gonna' get her, I know what I'm gonna' do... it's time for and aerial assault!"
...
"I can too fly!"
...
"Oh yeah? Then how did I get into the tree? Honestly what has gotten into you? You seem to be in a bad mood today."
...
"OK, we'll talk later, now my business is with Granger!"
She spread her arms out and stood up shakily on the branch.
"Time to Thunderize!"
With that she let out a great war cry and dove off the branch...
THUD!
"Curses! You may have won this time gravity, but you just wait..."
With the little strength that she had left, Lavender Brown shook her fist angrily at the sky, just before the invisibility cloak fell from the branch above and landed on her head.
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Dumbledore paced his office impatiently, again. God! Why was everything happening to him?
First a student dies, then Madame Pomfrey feeds a sick student shaving cream, and she kept insisting upon acting all 'possessed' and only saying:
"Yes Professor", "No Professor", "Lavender Brown is dead", and "Shut up Cloaky I'm trying to-oops."
And do you have any idea how difficult it is to arrange a funeral while having to work around a possessed person's schedule? He slammed his fist on the desk, why was she being so damn difficult?
Not only that, he had not received his letter from Tom, and Fawkes was still giving him the cold shoulder. He turned to the window only to see a small gray owl flying towards him. If it was another owl from the ministry asking him for the answers to life's questions, he was going to lose it. They were always in his case about something. But to his joy and immense relief, when he opened the note the owl was carrying and immediately recognized Tom Riddle's righting:
My Dearest Albus,
I was overjoyed when I received your reply, I was almost afraid you would say no to my proposal! I am indeed sorry that it took me so long to get back to you, as I have been dodging the ministry's Aurors that you sent on me (you old fool!). My health is getting better, you know I no longer have to drink snake's milk which is pretty good as snake milk isn't that great tasting. I've also killed a few of my death eaters, keeping you in mind I only killed two, see? I can be compassionate! Well enough about me, how it the great headmaster of Hogwarts doing? You wouldn't be perchance having a public gathering in which Harry Potter might be vulnerable? Well I really must be going now, looking forward to your next letter, Yours Fondly,
Lord Voldemort
Dumbledore ran over to his couch and collapsed on it, clutching Tom's Letter to his heart. Tom was such a great friend!
"Who needs that stupid Pheonix when I have my pal Voldemort on my side?"
He said to himself. But there was a soft Pat of something light being dropped on the carpet floor. He turned around to see Fawkes standing in the doorway; he had dropped what Dumbledore would later find to be an apology letter on the floor. A single tear rolled down Fawke's feathery face. As suddenly as he arrived Fawkes drooped his head and flew away down the corridor. -----------
A/N: I am very disappointed in all of you who have not given me reviews, you know who you are... Well I'm not as happy with this one as with the last one but the NEXT one will finally get some action, I PROMISE to squeeze in Lavender's Funeral in "La Chapter 4 de La Mort" But it may be a little long, just warning ya'. Well get with the reviews and maybe I'll update sooner...
We'll see.