Post by freya on May 31, 2007 5:42:27 GMT
A/N: This is a completly Out Of Charcter parody, and is not particularly well written, but I had alot of fun doing it, which is what matters. right? Well, anyhow, this is inspired by the part in HBP when Mr. Weasley is comparing Stan Shunipike to the Satsuma.
Disclaimer: All of the charcters belong to JKR. Even the Satsuma.
The Satsuma
When Mr Weasley told Harry that anybody who had interviewed Stan Shunpike agreed that Stan was about as likely to be a Death Eater as the piece of fruit in Mr. Weasley’s hands, he was right. It was not likely for an orange-like fruit to be in the service of Voldemort, however, for some strange reason this particular fruit was. How ironic.
None of the other Death Eaters could figure out why the Satsuma was working for Voldemort, nor why the Dark Lord seemed so . . . attached to it.
Now, Nagini, his snake, was jealous of the Satsuma and all of the attention that it was getting. So one day, she hatched a plan.
“WHERE IS MY SATSUMA!?!?” Lord Voldemort roared. He was in a towering rage, as his Satsuma had disappeared. He started throwing curses around the room, blowing up chairs and knocking over tables. The Death Eaters who did not manage to escape hid behind and overturned table, quivering in fear. Finally, as his tantrum began to subside, Lord Voldemort sank into a chair that had stuffing spewed out of it. Nagini slithered over to him and draped herself over the back of his chair.
“What isss the problem, Massster?”
“I can’t find my Ssatssuma.” Voldemort replied in Parselmouth.
Nagini sounded sympathetic, but still, she smirked. “I am terribly ssorry to hear that Massster.”
“I can’t find it anywhere.” He snuffled.
“There, there. I am sssorry to be the bearer of bad news posssiblitiesss, but I think someone might have. . . eaten it. It was a fruit after all and – “
Voldemort burst into tears. Nagini patted him on the shoulder with her tail, and said, “Yess, quite terrible; but Massster . . . at leassst you ssstill have me.”
Disclaimer: All of the charcters belong to JKR. Even the Satsuma.
The Satsuma
When Mr Weasley told Harry that anybody who had interviewed Stan Shunpike agreed that Stan was about as likely to be a Death Eater as the piece of fruit in Mr. Weasley’s hands, he was right. It was not likely for an orange-like fruit to be in the service of Voldemort, however, for some strange reason this particular fruit was. How ironic.
None of the other Death Eaters could figure out why the Satsuma was working for Voldemort, nor why the Dark Lord seemed so . . . attached to it.
Now, Nagini, his snake, was jealous of the Satsuma and all of the attention that it was getting. So one day, she hatched a plan.
“WHERE IS MY SATSUMA!?!?” Lord Voldemort roared. He was in a towering rage, as his Satsuma had disappeared. He started throwing curses around the room, blowing up chairs and knocking over tables. The Death Eaters who did not manage to escape hid behind and overturned table, quivering in fear. Finally, as his tantrum began to subside, Lord Voldemort sank into a chair that had stuffing spewed out of it. Nagini slithered over to him and draped herself over the back of his chair.
“What isss the problem, Massster?”
“I can’t find my Ssatssuma.” Voldemort replied in Parselmouth.
Nagini sounded sympathetic, but still, she smirked. “I am terribly ssorry to hear that Massster.”
“I can’t find it anywhere.” He snuffled.
“There, there. I am sssorry to be the bearer of bad news posssiblitiesss, but I think someone might have. . . eaten it. It was a fruit after all and – “
Voldemort burst into tears. Nagini patted him on the shoulder with her tail, and said, “Yess, quite terrible; but Massster . . . at leassst you ssstill have me.”