Lord Voldemort: "Is it too much to expect you to have a single clean teacup?"
Methyl: *jumps out of chair and shrieks* "You! You! You're here!"
LV: "Did you think Lord Voldemort had simply, conveniently died?"
Methyl: " . . . of course . . . not." *nervously tugs down long sleeves*
LV: "And that mass of black fabric in your . . . dare I call it a sitting room?"
Methyl: *bounces* "Oooooh, there was this huge movie party! There were all these people dressed up and it was fun and I even got a picture with . . . um, er, what are you doing here?"
LV: *looks shifty*
Methyl: *shifts away*
LV: "They're stalking me. Wanting hugs. And Lord Voldemort wondered just who could have given the hoards this preposterous idea and Lord Voldemort would do such a mundane and . . . touchy thing."
Methyl: *cowers* "Not me, not me. I swear it wasn't me. The impostor! The movie. There was a . . . hug." *cringes*
LV: "Lord Voldemort doesn't believe you."
Methyl: "Evidence! There are videos! Point the wand somewhere else! Wait, can't you bloody tell that I'm not lying?" *glares*
LV: *hisses* "Others have tried to convince Lord Voldemort that this unlikely event occurred, but they never offered proof in time."
Methyl: *shivers* "Well, here we go. Watch the video." *clicks play and runs away*
*crack*
Methyl: *shrieks*
LV: " Didn't get very far, did you?"
Methyl: "That's not fair."
LV: "Lord Voldemort doesn't play fair. You were right about the impostor, so I'll let you live for now. Now, go make a pot of tea, try to find a clean teacup, and we can have a nice, civilized discussion about that lovely thing you drew on your arm."
Methyl: "Oh shit."
LV: *smiles*
And that dragon at Gringotts . . . pure awesome. :D