SCENE TWO:
Two men in cloaks appear, in Knockturn Alley, at night.
LUCIUS:
[Half-singing
We must meet with our master. He is most anxious that we meet with him. Are you not afraid to meet with him, Seeveeruus?
SNAPE:
[Half-singing, and mounting a broom
I, am his most trusted servant. And Severus Snape does not know fear. Nor does he hesitate to meet his master. Though we must watch our backs, for the Ministry is always trying to catch... Death Eaters.
LUCIUS:
Death Eateeers.
SNAPE:
Death Eaaaaateeeeeeers...
The music picks up, as a city background appears, as they both fly off on brooms on strings.
SNAPE & LUCIUS:
[Singing
They see us rollin'. They hatin'. Patrollin', they trying to catch us flyin' dirty! Trying to catch us flyin' dirty! Trying to catch us flyin' dirty! Trying-to-catch-us-flyin'-dirty!
SNAPE:
[Rapping
They fly on patrol. They are true -holes. They be lookin' for pure-bloods. They not checkin' out md-bloods. They want ta' stop Voldie. I just say, 'You guys are oldies!' They claim we're in the way, I don't be gettin' out of the way. At least not to-day, that's all I can Say cause I'm gonna wait till' May or maybe not even then cause' I don't Say 'oKay' so I may be here ta' stay'.
They both fly into the secret, underground layer of Voldemort.
VOLDEMORT:
[Singing
All my allies. They're always askin' "Mi' lord, we want to go the extra miiile". It's not always my inteeention. To kill so many mud-bloods and blood-traitors. The blood and gore is so over-raaated. But I have plenty more in store. Evil, and snakes, and death eater masks galore. They always sayin' to me. Gumme', gimme more, more! Gimme, gimme more! Gimme more! Gimme gimme more!
He is suddenly interrupted by his followers. Snape and Lucius both bow to him.
VOLDEMORT:
[Speaking
I am sick of the Ministry. You with them, are you not, Lucius? Well...
[Singing
they gonna clean up your looks. They gonna say mudbloods are not crooks. Just to make themselfs look good. But what I am going to do to them will make them pay for the things that they did, and could. Scrimjore said, "Death Eaters scare the livin' out of me. Think you can kill people as long as somewhat happily? So drop your wand, I'll strike a way-cool move worthy of James Bond, maybe we'll leave you alone when your position is that of me."
He then beacons to Wormtail to play the pipe-organ.
VOLDEMORT:
I am the daaark lord, I am the death eater king. I am the dark arts rockstar, so break it down while I sing. The Paaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaselmouth of the daaaaaark wizards, has a plan.
As Wormtail plays the pipe as both death eaters nervously dance, though not as enthusiastically as Voldemort.
VOLDEMORT:
Kill once again, for me. My most faithful one. Another important one, to shoot with your wand. It is to kill the Prime Minister. Named Rufus Scrimjore. He is a badass death eater killer. That's why all of us must come. I am unstoppable. I can not be killed. Because of a secret I hold, which I will not tell even you. So the dark lord has spoken, now you must find. A way to kill him, or at least a way for me to be able to find. We must know where he is, tomoooooooorrrow. For, then, I wish to rule the Miiiiiiiiiiiinistry. So now, you must gooooooooooo."
Both of them bow, and leave. Voldemort beacons for Wormtail to leave. He then turns to his snake, Narcissa.
VOLDEMORT:
Who has to know? That yooooou, are a horcraxxxeyo. I'll keep you, my dirty little secret! For I've got so many dirty little secrets. My dirty little secret. Dirty little secret. My dirty little secret. Who has to know?