A/N: I am extremely, extremely sorry for not updating in nearly a year, and also for the terribleness of this story. I have writer's block, bad, and am finding it extremely difficult to write, especially when I am juggling schoolwork, drama lines, projects, fanfiction and my social life. Apologies. I hope you all don't hate me and will give this story a shot.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything that you recognise. Or most of the things that Niamh does to Voldemort. I came up with some, but I based most of them on "mugglenet's 123 ways to annoy lord Voldemort"

I tried my hot chocolate again, "if Niamh can drink it, so can the almighty Lord Voldemort" I thought to myself. I swallowed. I let out an almighty scream and decided that the hot, hot chocolate was an aquired taste. I picked up Mr Fluffles my teddy bear and made my way to bed. I needed a good night's sleep as I had a Death Eater meeting in the morning.

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I heard him shuffle along to bed. It was time to hatch phase two of "annoy the hell out of Lord Voldemort." I smiled to myself as I waited to hear snores from Mouldy's bedroom. I was surprised to see that that was actually a very short space of time. I crept out of bed and made my way across to his bedroom. I knocked loudly on his door then ran down the corridor and jumped into bed again. The snoring stopped. Mouldy burst into my bedroom half asleep. I faked snores, and he went away. After a little while I heard snoring again from his bedroom and knocked loudly at his door again. He was quicker this time, trying to catch me in the act, but I was already in bed, "asleep" when he burst in the second time. I repeated the process of 'Knock-and-run' until I got bored of it, then went to the bathroom to fill up a bucket of water…

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I wondered who was knocking on my door, repeatedly, and was getting really annoyed when it stopped, and I snuggled into my bed, hugging Mr Fluffles closer before slipping into unconsciousness once again.

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The water from the taps in the bathroom didn't make a huge noise, which I was grateful of. When the bucket was filled up, I heaved it down the corridor and snuck into Mouldy's room, silently dragging it across the floor to the bed. I set it down beside me and rested for a minute. Then gently removed Mouldy's hand from his teddy and set it in the water.

I crept back to my bedroom and fell asleep, to await the results of my prank in the morning.

A/N: I know that it's bad, so don't judge me on it please. I will try and make the next chapter longer aswell, if you want.

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