A/N – Okay, I know it's been a while, and I'm sorry! I got an idea for Poopie McGee, though. This will only be a short chapter, however. Don't kill me!

Disclaimer – I, Cheesy The Cheeseball, do not own any of the fantabulous Harry Potter character's that the wondrous J.K Rowling has come up with. Nor do I own the exquisite Lemo and Andy. Also, Mince Sauce and Winston are not mine. Neither is Muffin. Or Poopie McGee. BUT Cheesy and Sparkles are MINE! ALL MINE! MY OWN! MY PRECIOUS!

The Misadventures of Poopie McGee

CHAPTER 12 – Poopie and Friends get a Visit from the Dark Lord Voldemort

It was a stormy Saturday night, which found Poopie, Lemo, Andy and Cheesy in an empty classroom. What are they doing in there, you ask? Well, I have no idea. But it's probably got something to do with their wacky misadventures! Anywho…

"Poopie, I'm bored", Lemo said.

"So am I", Poopie said.

"Me too!" Cheesy said.

"Me seven", Andy added.

There was a flash of lightning, and then, out of the blue, some evil music started playing. You know the music that plays whenever Darth Vader is around? I think it's called the Imperial March or something… anywho, that's what started playing. The classroom door slowly opened, and in stepped Professor Quirrel.

"Hey, you're that teacher. You know. The one that stutters all the time!" Andy said.

"Oh, well spotted, Andy…" Lemo said flatly.

"My master wishes to speak with you", Quirrel said. The group blinked.

"Hey… don't you usually stutter or something?" Cheesy asked.

"That is all a disguise", Quirrel said, "Now be quiet whilst I reveal my master!"

And so, he started to unwind the turban thingy on his head. The group had fallen deathly ill. Silent. Sorry.

Finally, the turban was removed, and Quirrel turned around, so the back of his head was facing the group. But, the back of Quirrel's head wasn't the back of his head at all! It was another face!

"Ewww…" Cheesy said.

"Gross…" Poopie agreed.

"Ssssilence", the face said.

"Hey, you're that guy that wants to kill Harry! Lord Mouldy-wart or something…" Poopie said. The face frowned.

"Lord Voldemort isss my name", he said.

"Whatever. I'll still kill you", Poopie said, picking up a knife and pointing it at Voldemort. "Stabby, stabby!"

"Wait! Stop!" Voldemort said.

"What?" Poopie stopped, still pointing the knife at Voldemort.

"Why not… join me? We can kill Potter together. All of you can join! You can all become my Death Eaters!"

"…Death Eaters? Do they eat death?" Lemo asked.

Poopie turned back to face his friends, and they had a small discussion, before Poopie turned back to face Voldemort.

"So… you gunna join me?" Voldemort asked.

"Sure. Why not?" Poopie said.

"…do I get a gun?" Lemo asked.

"Yes", Voldemort said.

"Will I be… THE FURY!" Lemo shouted.

"Err… sure, I guess…"

"Alrighty then. I'm in."

"Me to!" Cheesy said.

"Me seven!" Andy added.

A/N – Eh, it wasn't that great… but it was an idea that came to me this morning… so yeah… I had to write it. You know what, shut up! Read and review! Smiles!

CtC