Title: Are You Flirting with Me Mister?
Author: Iskjif
A/N: More randomness spawned by late night conversations…
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Voldemort stood in front of his mirror modeling his new outfit for Severus. The Dark Lord was planning a raid and he was sure that his Harry was going to be there. Knowing that, he had done the only thing he could.
He had gone shopping!
Voldemort knew that if he was to see the object of his obsession he needed to be dressed to kill. He snickered at the thought… Dressed to kill indeed…
The new robes were cut provocatively, made to show off his lovely boyish figure. He smirked slightly at himself in the mirror and held back a giggle after picturing Harry's reaction to his choice of dress. The lust and then the guilt and disgust it would bring would be priceless!
He turned around to say something witty to Severus, but the words died on his lips.
The Potions Master was much closer to him than he had realized and he started at the strange look in the man's eyes.
Severus smirked and took advantage of his Lord's apparent shock by moving closer still.
"Oh mum," the Death Eater breathed seductively, "your cloak is so revealing, you could cook an egg on it!"
Voldemort blinked in shock and then responded, obviously a little disconcerted.
"Are you flirting with me Mister?"
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A/N: Wow… the things I find amusing are strange indeed! Hehe… I think that's all I can post tonight… I'm about to drop dead… Hope that wasn't too torturous for you… Please remember to review! Even if you thought that was horribly stupid, I'd like to know!
