"Simply exquisite, Lara!" Pansy exclaimed with a noticeably fake smile; the 'salad' she had just tasted was most certainly not exquisite. Although, she really shouldn't have been complaining; it was the most filling meal she'd had in weeks... no, months.

"What do you expect, Pansy?" Lara growled indignantly, recognizing the smile as her own and shaking her wooden spoon in the once-beautiful girl's face. "Just be glad we have something to occupy our time and mindset! The men, they're just standing at the foot of 'Master', standing so still in their robes of black. You can't tell that they're even human!" With this, a rogue tear wound its way down her bony cheek. She angrily wiped it away and turned her attention back to the salad of leaves and grass.

Pansy's face visibly lit up at the thought of Draco, eyes turning glossy in the dim light of the wand someone had bewitched to hang from the ceiling. Lara was gazing up at Pansy as she finished making the rest of the 'salad' they had scraped together, a look of disgust evident on her chiseled features. "The war is almost over; then you can have him all to yourself..." She sighed, patting a teary-eyed Pansy on the shoulder. "At least he had mind enough to pay for your dress."

A trembling hand reached down to stroke her "new" dress, which was hopelessly tattered now, as she unhappily whispered, "I hardly ever see him... only from afar... when he's on top of his stupid throne."

"Come on, we have to give this food to the men. You can do it." She reached for her wand, urging Pansy to do the same, and they enchanted each crude, wooden bowl into the air. Before they could make their way out of the makeshift kitchen, a skeletal hand seized Pansy's shoulder. A terrified gasp escaped from her lips and the wand dropped from her trembling fingers.

"Excuse me, Missss Parkinssson, where issssss Malfoy?" A voice you would imagine to belong to a snake slithered out from underneath a dark hood, belonging to a tall figure hidden beneath flowing robes. "I really must ssssspeak with him..."

"Er... Follow us, my Lord..." She stuttered, both of them stooping into low bows.

"I'd prefer to lead."

"In that case, he's up on his throne... it's in the middle of a clearing over that way." Lara told him contemptuously, an actual smile crossing her lips; she knew this would probably result in Draco's demotion or torture. She liked Draco even less than she liked Harry Potter, which was certainly saying something. However, she crossed her fingers anyway, for Pansy's sake.

The two women followed him out to where his minions stood, waiting. At least the men stood, anyways. The other women were busy fixing wands and scraping together provisions as Pansy and Lara had been doing just a moment ago.

"Lord Voldemort arrives!" The masked figure bellowed, pulling down his hood and revealing his snake-like face for all to see. Every follower erupted into low bows, foreheads touching the ground, and even Draco Malfoy himself drifted down from atop his throne to greet the Lord.

Suddenly, about five people emerged from the surrounding forest, all in black robes.

"We've found…" One of them shouted, pausing to try to catch his breath. "We've found… meat!"

The supposed meat became apparent as a hulking lump was dragged to the foot of the throne. It was an un-classifiable species, but it was red meat, so therefore it was welcomed. (All they had had to eat was the occasional fish and some bugs plucked from the insides of logs.)

A:N/ Hey guys! Vair vair short chappie sorry '( hehe sorry for the hold up too… not that very many people really like it lol. I may just edit the whole thing. However, I think my writing has gotten worse instead of better, which would make it not very useful to try editing anything - well, if anyone still lieks it, here it is! Woooo typoes heart

- charles