A/N: Since the original story was deleted by I'm reposting this and not making it a list.

Voldemort meets his minions

Voldemort stalked the corridors of his empty estate. In the dour mood he was always in, his menacing presence filled his minions with dread. And these were the Death Eaters we're talking about. Attempting to amuse himself, the Dark Lord changed direction abruptly and strode briskly to the empty dining hall where he knew his newer minions where gathered.

Dust gathered on the floor and table in thick layers. The air was stale and smelled of stale… things. A particularly interesting Death Eater-in-training was writing on her forearm with a big black marker. Draco Malfoy, who happened to be a new recruit as well, curiously positioned himself—though he was discrete, as a Malfoy shouldn't be so obvious—behind her and read "VOLDIE-POO".

"You realize he'll kill you for that." An elegant eyebrow raised itself.

"Does that look right to you? That is how you would spell that, right?" She asked, not paying attention to Draco's indignant look at being ignored.

The doors at the far end of the room burst open and in stormed the resident evil overlord. The recruits froze instantly. None of them where wearing their masks or robes, and He-who-has-a-really-long-title glowered at their street clothes. Instantly his eyes were drawn to the girl with her legs propped up on the table. She was admiring her left forearm, and as he drew nearer the black letters stood out. His red eyes widened slightly then grew to slits.

"What. Does. That. Say?" His voice was barely above a whisper. Each word was emphasized and dripped with deathly… death.

"IT'S NOT LIKE IT HAS ANYTHING TO DO WITH YOU! THERE ARE OTHER PEOPLE IN THE WORLD BESIDES YOU, Y'KNOW!" She slammed her fist on the table, sending a giant dust cloud rolling out and stormed out of the hall. Voldemort blinked, coughed as he inhaled some dust, and looked bewildered at Draco.

"Voldie… poo?" Draco shrugged. "Who was she?"

"Dunno."

"Remind me to put her near the front of my list of people to maim."

"Yes sir."