I was talking to my friend WhovainPotato And saw this photo ^ so this is for fun
Also, Jeffree knows about Voldemort
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3rd person POV:
At Malfoy manor
"My lord, we've captured the guy." Rosier informed his master. "Very well Rosier, you may go." Voldemort said nonchalantly, waving a dismissing hand at a bowing Rosier.
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"Ew! It's so cramped and gross in here!" The kidnapped man spoke. He was stuck in the Malfoy's unpolished basement . His Gucci shoes gathering dust and muck as he dragged them across the floor.
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"Take them away" Bellatrix screeched, "we're going to have a little chat. Girl to girl!" She cackled, sending wormtail to drag Harry and Ron away down to the basement.
"Get in there!" Wormtail grunted, shoving Ron and Harry into the dirty room. "Bloody hell now we're stuck in here. Hermione's probably getting tortured-" and right on queue, Hermione's screams echoed down the stairs to the basement.
"Jesus someone shut her up!" A voice shrieked. "Who's there?" Harry yelled into the darkness. Not a single thing could be seen except for the small glowing bulb.
Harry and Ron moved into the light.
"Jeffree Star?" Harry questioned, seeing the beetle Gucci shoes and shoulder-length blonde wig. "Yeah? Who the fuck r u?" Jeffree yelled, brushing off the dust falling from the ceiling and moving into the light.
"I'm Harry, this is Ron-" another scream was heard from upstairs. "-that's Hermione." Harry finished, glancing at Ron, who was looking around the pitch-Black area with wide eyes.
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"Hello Mr Star." A voice rang through the basement, sending shivers to anyone who would hear it, but not Jeffree. "Who the fuck?" Jeffree questioned, crossing his arms at the shadow appearing in front of him. "Get behind us Jeffree." Harry commanded.
"I have brought you hear for a reason Mr Star," Voldemort spoke, his violent red eyes glittering in the light cast by a failing lightbulb to the left (a/n: to the left to the left). Jeffree gave him a confused look. "So. You kidnapped me, forced me into a basement and now want to talk to me?" He glared at the pale man. "Ugh. I can't even look at you." Jeffree gaged, turning away in disgust. "Ah. You're scared of me." Voldy snarled, smirking at the Gucci-wearing man. "What? Bitch please! Your makeup and skin tone do NOT match and it's annoying me." The man reasoned (Harry and Ron chuckled). "Your makeup and skin tone don't match" Voldemort repeated one a mock high pitched voice. "Do I sound that fucking gay?" Jeffree intimidated in a deep 'manly' voice. Old Moldy Warts was a bit taken aback (and turned on) by the sudden change in voice but quickly recovered, putting on a blank face. Voldemort gave Harry and Ron a sharp glare, whipped his robe around and walked up the stairs.
Once Voldemort was out of sight asked: "Why are you here?" squinting at the darkness. "Voldemort guy captured me, I'm not sure why but he's giving off gay vibes around me." Jeffree shrugged. The two Gryffindors looked at each other confused. "I mean. NO ONE whips their robe around like that and does 'that' sort of glare without sucking one or two dicks in their life" (a/n: *spits out water*). "Um..." Ron and Harry questioned before getting interrupted by Malfoy requesting Jeffree follow him.
"Just in there." Lucius referring to the big black doors to his office. "By the way, LOVE your makeup tutorials! I've been practicing" Said Lucius, pointing to his light pink eye lids. "Ooooh. Very nice. Your one of my better-" "LUCIUS GET IN HERE WITH OUR HOSTAGE!" "Yes my lord!" Lucius shouted back. He and Jeffree waved each other goodbye and went their separate ways.
Opening the doors, Jeffree could see Voldemort sitting in what would be Lucius's wood/green armchair. Twirling his wand between his long unpolished fingers.
Jeffree stepped inside the large room, lined with books along the walls. "Mint?" Ol' Tommy asked gesturing to the bowl of green and white minties in the centre of the table. "Why am I here again?".
Voldy leaned back into the chair. "You did a makeup video on 'MyTube' where you tried to become me." He started, pacing between them. "Yeah and? How do you know about that?" Jeffree questioned. "Lucius gets bored and search's the muggle world. BUT THATS NOT THE POINT!" He spoke quickly.
Glaring at the ground. "The point is that you disrespected me. And you shall pay." Voldemort spoke pulling out his wand
(a/n: 😏) and pointing it at Jeffree's chest.
"But first." He lowered his wand. "I would like you to make me look fabulous-" "why do you just watch my tutorials?" "NO! If you do as I say, shall reward you with freedom. If you refuse, I will destroy your makeup collection." Jeffree gasped at the last part. "So. Will you?"
"Fine." Jeffree winked. *Voldy gets flustered*
11:45 am
After 3 hours and 15 minutes of wiping and reapplying makeup over and over again. Jeffree cried "Done!"
Voldemort looked in the mirror, staring at his face for what felt like centuries. He suddenly burst out of his seat and dismissed everyone. "You May go now." Voldy spoke to Jeffree.
"Damn, I look like Ralph Fiennes"
Time skip:
Battle of Hogwarts - forest scene
"Harry Potter, boy how lived. Come to die" Voldemort spoke, raising his wand at the boy. "I am here for you to kill me. But one question, what's on your face?" Harry asked, holding in a laugh. Voldemort looked to his deatheaters for an answer, but none of them even looked at him. "Avada Kedavra!" Voldemort screamed "killing" Potter instantly. "My lord-" Bellatrix started, just to be silenced at his disappearance.
"Hi everyone and welcome back to my YouTube channel! Hi! How are ya?" "YOU BITCH!"
#Jeffreemort
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I'm so sorry that was shit but it was just a bit of a joke between my friends and I so yeah. I lost interest at the end and didn't really think of the actual plot but there you go. This is what isolation is doing to me!
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