A/N: ha..you said it Pokemon-Hogwarts4eva...In this chapter: more DEs, more You-Know-Who, and of course..MORE LOCKHART! As they attempt to (once again) do terrible things to Harry and Severus. You won't believe who saves them THIS time! :)

Chapter 28

"Gilderoy! The Dark Lord is waiting! We shouldn't keep the Dark Lord waiting!" Bellatrix hissed, knowing from past experiences that it was never a good idea to make the Dark Lord wait; ever.

"Hold on a minute! Nobody can see me until my hair dries up and the charm I placed on it starts to work!" Lockhart called back. He'd once again done the Beauty Charm wrong. He always got the charm wrong.

"IT'S A WIG! IT'S NOT EVEN REAL! WHY DO YOU BATHE IN IT?" Bellatrix gaped flabbergastedly at the closed door.

"Shh! Bella, hush! I need concentration!" Lockhart growled, picking up the hair gel and attempting to straighten his hair down.

Bellatrix sighed. "I'm leaving you!" she growled, and stomped out.

HPSSHPSSHPSSHPSS

Voldemort gazed impatiently at Bellatrix when she arrived into his house.

"Sorry, My Lord, Lockhart screwed up his Beauty Charm again; he'll be awhile."

Voldemort shook his head sadly, "The man honestly has nothing better to do?" he asked.

Bellatrix shrugged. "Anyway, what is the new plan for capturing the pathetic Boy-Who-Lived and that bloody traitor Snape?" she growled.

"Patience, Bella, patience," Volemort said quietly.

"Wait!" Lockhart appeared, the gel bottle still in his hands and blonde hair sticking up in the most ungodly places.

Bellatrix couldn't help but snicker; Lockhart never let anybody see his hair in such a terrible state.

"What? Is it allright? Oh, merlin forbid, DON'T TELL ME IT'S STICKING UP?" Lockhart tried desperatley to flatten it out.

Voldemort burst out laughing and Bellatrix's amused cackle soon joined him.

Lockhart saw Bellatrix's hand mirror sticking out the back pocket of her dress. He made a grab for it and looked at himself. His face paled.

"My-my hair...OH MERLIN'S BEARD MY HAIR!" he pulled out his wand and attempted to cast the Beauty Charm on his hair.

"Beauticus Charmicus!"

"You said it wrong again," Bella smirked.

"I'll give you mercy, Gilderoy," Voldemort chuckled, and cast the spell correctly.

"Beauticus, Charmitus! There, all better?" he taunted.

Lockhart looked frantically in the mirror and sighed in relief.

"Yes, My Lord, thank you so much!" he ran a hand tentatively through his hair, but as soon as he touched it, it poofed up all over again.

"I'm cursed," Lockhart moaned.

HPSSHPSSHPSSHPSS

"My fellow Death Eaters," Voldemort began.

They all bowed respectively.

"Rookwood, Crabbe, Goyle, Crouch, Gilderoy, Bella, Pettigrew and of course, Lucius." Voldemort said quietly, his eyes scanning through the group before him. His eyes lingered awhile on Lucius before he turned away. "I, as you know, have returned, and we are going to put an end to Harry James Poltter and Severus Tobias Snape once and for al!"

The rest of them nodded, all except Pettigrew, who squirmed uncomfortably under Voldemort's gaze, and Gilderoy, who was still attempting to fix his hair.

"I have a most brilliant idea to lure them to me." Veldemort said, and he began to tell them of this idea of his.

A/N: What? You think I'm gonna tell you what Voldy's plan is? You're weird...