Again, don't own HP. Thanks for reviewing dudes!

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The Death Eaters go on a Peace Rally

It was a quiet and peaceful morning in the Death Eater's house. This was very odd, for usually there was some sort of noise; either Peter was crying because Barty had stolen his teddy bear, Bellatrix was yelling at Lucius for taking up too many shelves in the bathroom with his hair care products, or Lord Voldemort was cackling insanely for some reason or another. So, whilst Severus Snape sat at the breakfast table, he savoured the peace and tranquillity, for he knew that very soon it would all be over.

In fact, it was over very soon, for no sooner had Snape reached for the sugar bowl, than a loud scream came from upstairs and Voldemort came thundering down the stairs followed soon after by his minions.

"What is it my lord, ARGH!" Snape cried as he looked up at his master to see a hideous creature in a hot pink dressing gown, a shower cap on its head and a sleeping mask over its eyes. "My lord!" Snape exclaimed. "What are you doing?"

Voldemort ripped the face mask from his eyes and scowled at Snape.

"I was enjoying a nice lie in," he said. "Until someone's screaming woke me up. Who isn't here?"

"Er, Lucius," Snape said, looking at the other Death Eaters in the room. "And Barty."

"Well that's it then," Voldemort said. "CROUCH!"

"Good morning, my lord." Came a voice from behind Voldemort. The dark lord jumped and turned to see his 'most faithful' minion leaning against the door frame.

"What have you done to Malfoy?" He asked.

"Me?" Barty said innocently. "Nothing. You might want to take a look at his hair, though…"

Before the dark lord could ask any more questions, Lucius Malfoy came screaming into the room with a towel around his head in teddy bear pyjamas. The Death Eaters were speechless, except for Barty who gave a suppressed snigger. Lucius turned and fixed him with a glare.

"Look, my lord!" He cried. "Look what has happened to my hair!" He took the towel from around his head and his hair fell out of it in cascades of vibrant green.

Nobody could help themselves, they all burst out laughing.

"Stop laughing!" He said. "Stop it! Who did this?"

Everyone stopped laughing and pointed at Barty.

"BARTY!" Lucius screamed, the sniggering minion shot off with Lucius close behind.

"Shall we punish him, my lord?" Dolohov asked after they had left. He turned to Voldemort, who was nearly in tears, holding Lucius's conditioner bottle.

"What is it?" Snape asked, taking the bottle and reading the label. "This product was tested on puppies from the St Theodore's laboratory."

Voldemort burst into uncontrollable tears.

"What kind of company admits that?" Snape asked himself.

"Who cares!" Voldemort said. "I shall seek out this company, free the puppies and protest against their inhumane animal testing unit. And we're going to do it now!"

"Er, OK," Snape said. "I'll go and rescue Barty then, shall I?"

One hour later and the Death Eaters arrived outside the animal testing laboratories, brandishing signs and shouting loudly.

"Stop animal testing!" Voldemort cried. "Come on everyone!"

"Stop animal testing." The others said flatly.

"That's the spirit!"

It wasn't too long before they attracted attention from behind enemy lines. A group of doctors came out of the building and approached the protesters with caution.

"At last!" Voldemort said.

"Can we help you?" The doctors said.

Voldemort was aghast.

"Are you blind?" He said. "Yes you can help me, by setting free all of the puppies!"

"The puppies…" One of the doctors hesitated.

"He means the experiments 013 and 666." The other doctor said.

"Oh." The first doctor said, with a slight smirk. "You can have them."

"Well…thank you!" Voldemort said, slightly taken aback at how easy that had been. "We'll give them a good home."

"I'm sure you will." The doctor said with a knowing look. He clicked his fingers and two bodyguards came out leading two sweet looking Labrador puppies on leads. They past the leads to Voldemort.

"Thank you!" Voldemort said, pleased that he had saved these two poor animals. "Well, we'll be off then."

They walked off a little way.

"Aren't they lovely." Dolohov said. "Can I stroke one?"

"Of course, Dolohov," Voldemort said. "Stroke away."

The Death Eater bent down to stroke the puppy and gave a loud scream, the apparently harmless puppy had taken a firm grip on Dolohov's hand with it's teeth. Dolohov swung it round his head and it let go. It went soaring through the air and landed a few metres away. It stood up, growled at them, and came charging towards them. Voldemort dropped the lead of the other one and the Death Eaters fled from the two maniac puppies, making a mental note never again to protest against animal testing.

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