CHAPTER TWELVE: Greyback's got The Angles.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thanks to everyone whose been following the story! And special thanks to my lovely roommate for the idea to use the angles.
DISCLAIMER: I lack the brilliance it would take to actually create and own these characters.

Fenrir Greyback and Lucius Malfoy were at the Dark Lord's place with a digital camera. In any other story this would probably be a very unusual occurance. They were taking new Myspace pictures while they anxiously awaited for the others to arrive. It was movie night at the Dark Lord's.

By definition, movie nights tended to be pleasant laughter-filled evenings. These weren't just any movie nights however…these were dark movie nights. A dark movie night was simply a movie night hosted by a powerful overlord in which scenes of torture were replayed and analyzed for future improvement. However, half of his comrades and Death Eaters were missing in action.

They would pay, and wouldn't get any popcorn tonight.

Voldemort was pacing angrily, looking at Greyback and Lucius with a maddening stare.

"Would you like to take a picture with us, Master?" asked Lucius.

"No. I'm not in the mood tonight."

"Then take one of us?"

"Fine" Voldemort gave in.

"Smile!" said Greyback with a growl.

Lucius immediatley grinned and flipped the bird, trying to look cool. "Do you know what would've made this picture better, Fenrir?"

"Red SOLO cups and half naked drunk chicks playing beer pong with us?" he grunted in reply.

Voldemort cast him a disapproving look and considered disowning him as a Death Eater for saying such a ridiculous statement. The elder Malfoy just sighed. "Not quite. I don't know how to properly say this to you without crossing a few boundaries…"

"Just…say it." Greyback insisted.

"Alright." Lucius took a deep breath. "You've got the myspace angles."

Voldemort piped up. "The what?"

"Myspace angles." Lucius said indignantly "Haven't you ever seen that youtube…"

Blank stares.

"…nevermind."

"What are myspace angles!" Fenrir said, getting testy.

"Generally, when one has a, well…less than fortunate looking face, sometimes taking pictures at an angle tends to help improve the attractiveness of the individual from a picture taking standpoint…" explained Lucius.

"And I have those?"

"Have you seen your pictures?"

Grunt.

The blonde wizard shoved the digital camera screen in the werewolf's face: "See here, you totally look better at an angle in this picture we just took, in comparison to the others…"

"So I have the angles?" said Fenrir.

"I'm afraid so." Lucius walked away to an adjacent couch next to a floor mirror and started to take off his shirt.

"Lucius!" exclaimed Voldemort "What the...!?"

Lucius started clicking the camera and smiling into the mirror.

"It's a classic shirtless Myspace picture! Don't tell me you don't have one of these, Master?"

Voldemort did not.

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