It was the middle of a dull meeting, everyone was seated, trying to listen to V0ldemort while he ranted about future plans and whatnot. It was midnight, the lights were dimmed, and some death eaters were desperately trying not to fall asleep, but Merlin- was that difficult...

CRASH!

The sound of a person popping out of nowhere and crashing down beside the mahogany table startled everyone, a groan from the person who fell faced first and was now just laying there

Good Lord...

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