A Fiesta...Death Eaters Style

One late night, Parry Hotter was walking through the big bad streets of Little Whinging. He was trying to escape the Dursley’s, at least for an hour of his boring, cut-off life while he was away from Hogwarts.
He was walking along Magnolia Crescent when he saw a Death Eater strolling, along the streets, just as Harry was about to grab for his wand, the Death Eater spoke to him.

“Hotter, right, Parry Hotter, that’s your name isn’t it?” Said the Death Eater, “I am Carlos Mal Individuo Asustadizo Grande”

“Er, right…” Parry didn’t know what to do or say. Here he was, in the Muggle world, with a Death Eater who wasn’t trying to kill him, he was so very confused. He began to forget which way was up.

“Well I have to be going Parry, I off to a fiesta!” Carlos started jumping up and down, or down and up, Parry couldn’t figure out which one.

When Parry was done being confused he decided that he was going to check out what Carlos was talking about. He heard loud music and yelling coming from down the street. But he was Parry Hotter, he couldn’t just walk into what could be a Death Eater Convention, so he decided to get is Invisibility Cloak. When he snuck back into his room, he couldn’t find his cloak, so he grabbed a spare set of black robes (which looked a lot like the Death Eater’s clothes) and snuck back out of the house.

When he got back to where he was before, the music and yelling had only gotten louder. Parry was again very confused. Here were close to fifty Death Eater’s, having a…a….a… fiesta. Although Carlos Mal Individuo Asustadizo Grande had told him that he was going to a fiesta, Parry didn’t really believe him, Carlos is a Death Eater.

Inside, and outside people, Death Eaters, were just having a blast. They were all dancing and having fun. Parry didn’t know that was possible, for a Death Eater to have fun, outside of killing and torturing people.

It was when people started to circle around something hanging from the ceiling that Parry got curious enough to go inside. When he got there, the group of Death Eaters were surrounding something, looking up. When Parry got to see what it was, he was shocked. There was a pair of pink and purple underwear hanging there, full of Chocolate Frogs, Bertie Botts Every Flavored Beans, and other such sweets. The Death Eaters began hitting the pinata with a stick that they found, which closely resembled a human arm, but we’re not going there.

Parry saw Carlos hitting the piñata with the ‘stick’, when Carlos broke open the piñata he yelled “Nacho Mama” and started to dance a victory dance. This time Parry could tell which was up and which was down.

Parry was walking away from the piñata when Lord Voldemort stood up and started to talk about changing his name.

“I want a more ethnic name, something like Carlos Mal Individuo Asustadizo Grande”

“But Lord Voldmort that is my name!” Said Carlos.

“Yes, I thought I heard that before, I really like it, so I will just have to kill you is all!” Voldemort said, beginning to get angry, “avad-”

“WAIT! What about Jose Individuo Realmente Asustadizo Realmente Realmente Grande Del Malo. That is a great ethnic name!!”

“Yes! My new name will be J-,” he was cut of again, but this time by Cassirin, Lotus, Zymurgy and their band of evil followers.

“MAKE WAY FOR THE FOUNDERS!” shouted Jennifer W.
‘The founders, the founders of what?' Thought Parry.

As if Jennifer could read minds she said, “For the founders of The Elite Evil, if you don’t know of them, you will now!”

In walked 3 people with 30 people following them, their armies of chickens, flamingos (with their leg warmers) and others (Note: I can’t remember all of the armies, if you want yours added, just let me know) along with born2mugglz’s band.

“It’s time to really get this party started!” Said Lotus.

“Hit it!” yelled B2M, as the band started playing music, and the armies scared all the Death Eater’s out of the house, except Carlos who was too wrapped up in doing his victory dance he didn’t notice a thing and the EE being as evil as they are didn’t bother to tell him anything, as they were having to much fun watching him!

Voldemort never got to change is name, and that is why he planned to take revenge on the EE for crashing his fiesta, but when he saw the Chickens of Cassirin, he fled for his life!



Cassirin's dare:
*The Death Eaters are throwing a fiesta.
*Something unusual must be used as a pinata.
* Someone must shout "Nacho Mama" at least once.
*Voldemort wants to change his name to something more ethnic.
*The EE crash the party.
Due date: 29th Feb.