Party, Party, Party!
While the big party poopers are away, the mice are gonna play!
With all the Death Eaters collecting all their various stashes of booze, Lucius decided that he would bring out some of the family's best wines to share. After all, getting his pimp stick back was dependent on bringing her some booze!
Hermione and Luna were excited about how well their plan was going. If they handled this right, they might even get away with some prisoners of their own! Lucius came down and let them and Mr. Ollivander out so they could enjoy the party as well. The hijinks were already starting.
Hermione and Luna laughed as they watched the Lestrange brothers attempt to lure Peter Pettigrew into a mouse trap.
"Here, little mouse. Some nice stinky cheese! Or here's some honey! Oh, lookie, mouse, we got marmalade!" Rodolphus and Rabastan were trying to trap Peter so he couldn't go running off and 'rat' everyone out!
Mulciber and McNair had decided they wanted to bake cookies and were currently attempting to mix cookie batter while guzzling their firewhiskey down.
"It's two cups of sugar!" Mulciber slurred. McNair shook his head, almost pitching himself to the floor.
"Nah, I'm telling you! Its three cups of sugar! Read the directions, boy!" he tried to poke Mulciber but the little slicker kept sliding away from him!
Jugson and Travers were competing to see who could stack plates higher without them falling.
"Ohh, Ohh, check it! Ten plates! Beat that" Jugson laughed. Travers began his stack.
"Hah, I got twelve, beat THAT!" he boasted.
Jugson eyed his stack and added five more plates to the rickety pile. "Fifteen!"
Rowle and Scabior had somehow managed to get themselves into two suits of armor and were having a jousting match in the hallway with Yaxley and Dolohov taking bets on which one would knock the other one out first!
"Oi, Scabior, check me out." Rowle yelled. The bleary eyed Snatcher looked wildly around for the echoing voice. He finally focused on a suit of armor walking towards him. On its own! "Get you one, we'll fight!"
Scabior managed to get into his own suit of armor. The two were soon sword fighting. Then they found the jousting poles! Yaxley and Dolohov came upon them in the hallway.
"Fight! Fight! Fight!" they chanted.
"Ten galleons says Scabior knocks Rowle on his arse!" Dolohov bet.
"Nope. Twenty galleons its Rowle who knocks Scabior out!" Yaxley returned.
Draco and Theo were flying around and somehow lost their brooms, ending up swinging on the chandeliers.
"Woohoo!" yelled Draco, swaying drunkenly on his Nimbus 2001.
"Yippee!" screamed Theo, barely hanging onto his own Cleansweep. They were racing through the air, trying to see who could get back to the stockpile of booze the quickest. Suddenly, they found themselves sitting on the chandeliers in the hallway, literally swinging on them.
Crabbe Sr., Goyle Sr. and Avery were sliding down the bannisters like little kids.
"Look what I can do!" yelled Crabbe Sr.
"I can do it better!" hollered Goyle Sr.
"Out of the way. I can do it better than both of you!" boasted Avery.
Lucius and Narcissa were in his study, playing slow waltz music and getting plastered on champagne. "This is nice. We used to do this all the time, remember?" Narcissa had her head laid on his shoulder.
"We should definitely do this more often then." Lucius mused as he refilled their glasses.
Fenrir was drunk enough that he easily gave in to the girls' pleas to transform and show off his wolf. They were seated at the dining room table where evidently poultry had been the main course. They began throwing bones for him and he eagerly snapped each out of the air and crunched happily on them.
There was a loud SNAP as Pettigrew finally zigged where he should have zagged and ran right into the cage the brothers had ready. "Yyyyeesss! We got him!" Rodolphus and Rabastan cheered and saluted each other with a toast.
Billowing smoke came boiling out of the kitchen. Apparently cookie baking was not all it was cracked up to be or Mulciber and McNair were just terrible cooks. They came choking out of the kitchen. "Too much baking soda." Gasped Mulciber.
"We didn't even NEED baking soda. You never read the directions, do you?" McNair lambasted him.
An ear shattering CRASH sounded as several dozen sets of plates fell and busted to smithereens. "HAH! I WIN!" yelled Travers triumphantly.
Up in the hallway, Rowle and Scabior were quickly wearing each other out. With one last charge, they promptly knocked each other out cold! Yaxley and Dolohov booed, then passed out beside them.
Draco and Theo had long given up trying to figure out how to get off the chandeliers. They were summoning the booze and drank until they passed out up there.
The bannister sliders fell off at the bottom and landed in a pile of drunken, passed out bodies.
Lucius closed and locked the door and put out a DO NOT DISTURB sign for all to see and heed!
They had finally thrown the last bone and were currently keeping a soup bowl filled up with booze for Fenrir. He kept it drained and finally fell asleep with his head laid on Hermione's lap. It was then Hermione, Luna and Mr. Ollivander exchanged sly glances.
"They keep all confiscated wands here in the family room." Mr. Ollivander led the way. He picked his wand from the stack and the girls grabbed theirs. Then Hermione and Luna had a whispered conversation and came back after deciding to keep some of them hostage. Then they had to decide who they were taking with them.
Fenrir was a given for Hermione. Luna decided she needed Thorfinn Rowle because of HIS blond hair. They both agreed they needed to take one back for Ginny. After looking at them all, they decided on the one closest to Thorfinn's age and Fenrir's job, the one named Snatcher, Scabior. They laid Lucy's pimp stick on the table along with a note.
They levitated the unconscious prisoners out the door and down the drive. Then they had to figure out how to get through the gate. It was Luna who realized they needed to be Death Eaters to pass through the gates. Therefore they stuck Thorfinn's arm through the bars. The gate read the Dark Mark and opened. While it was open, they ran out, then pulled Thorfinn after them. They all joined hands, gripped the prisoners and Disapparated.
When Lucius finally surfaced the next morning, he found a burned out kitchen, numerous passed out Death Eaters, his son and the boy's best friend asleep in his best chandeliers and his beloved cane along with a note.
"Hey, Lucy!"
"Awesome party last night! We had soooo much fun! Luna and Mr. Ollivander say thank you as well. As promised, your pimp stick! So sorry but we couldn't stay. Don't be mad, Lucy, but we also took Moldy Voldy's best werewolf, Death Eater and Snatcher! Thanks again for the awesome party!"
"Hermione, Luna and Mr. Ollivander."
Lucius rolled his eyes, face palmed and muttered, "BLOODY HELL!"