Author's Note: Haven't written one of these in a while! It's for the prompt "Death" and I rather like it.

"I'm dead. I'm sorry, I can't hear you. Goodbye now."

Theodore Nott is similar to a bee. He doesn't think so ("Honestly, comparing me to a bee! What is the sense in that?!") But, his perception of himself is somewhat skewed. He doesn't want to admit that he is as bad a gossip as any girl. He aslo doesn't like to think he hovers about people or that he always seems busy.

He thinks he is very much not like a bee and this is what causes trouble. Theodore hovers over the body of Laura Madley and sighs..

"You aren't dead! You're alive and well… and I'm talking to you!"

"No, I'm sorry; you're talking to a corpse. It's very sad, but you must learn to let go and move on."

"Move on, oh this is bloody ridiculous. YOU. You are bloody ridiculous."

"You're the one talking to dead people, and you are calling me ridiculous?"

Laura Madley is busy being dead. She is still, except for when her knee itches and when her mouth moves. She is also refusing to close her eyes like the dead because the clouds are very pretty and she likes to look at them whether she is a corpse or not.

She thinks Theodore isn't very good about accepting things, such as the fact that he is very bee-like and a gossipy sort of fellow.

"I can't even begin to think were you draw your conclusions from!"

"Say, what was the name of Padma Patil's boyfriend, Jo something… Jay.. hmm."

"Jimmy Peakes and he's not her boyfriend, he's her.. her, well he's the other Patil's boyfriend and Padma's big mis- oh hell."

"Bee bee bee! Buzz buzz buzz!"

There is an explosion of giggles and boy is Theodore mad!

"Oh you bee! I daresay you're mad as one now! Oh ho ho ho, Teddy isn't right for once!"

"Get stuffed, Madley!"

"Will soon, I'm dead after all. Oh ho ho!"

Her laughter is dying now and she is soon quietly staring up at the clouds. After he glares down upon her for a good minute he realizes she isn't going to keep teasing him because she's too busy considering something else, in this case the sky. So, Theodore lowers himself down on the ground beside her and stiffly lays back.

"Teddy?"

"Hmph.."

He feels her hand come to rest on his wrist. His shoulders relax.

"Can we leave out the 'until death do we part' bit? I don't want us to stop after we die."

There is silence and his hand is palm up so her small fingers can rest within his grasp.

"Of course."