You're losssing it, my dear.

"I'm not," Voldemort said decisively. "It just looks that way whenever you speak to me while I'm trying to speak to someone else," he hissed.

Get over it, the voice said with a slight growl. Get over it and behave like the dark massster that I've made out of you.

"Would you be silent! I'm beginning to think I am mad," he hissed and walked briskly from his quarters and toward the laundry where he'd sent Jaspter. From the doorway, without looking at the boy, he said, "Take them to Knockturn Alley tomorrow. No one will look twice at four girls being held at wand point."

Then, he looked directly at the boy and said, "And, I repeat, make sure they are wandless." He turned on his heel and stalked away.

OOC: I noticed that, in one of her posts, Court's character said she still had her wand.

Voldemort walked back into his quarters and slammed the door shut angrily, not in the mood to talk to the Death Eaters or the girls, and definitely not willing to speak with it. He locked himself in the dark room of the chambers and sat, resting. Not sleeping, certainly, for the Dark Lord had not slept as much as a wink since he was a boy, when he began hearing the soft, hissing voice.

Makaela looked up at the one death eater who had kept coming back. "Knockturn Alley?!?! Why whats there?" she asked amazed. They were actually leaving the castle but she wasnt sure she wanted to know why. She glanced down at the clothes most of which were still from Hogwarts' time.

Makaela stared at him. "Well we get out of the room to go get clothes....in Knockturn Alley, I didnt even know that place had clothes" she muttered. She shook her head and plopped back down on the chair. "this is never-ending" she muttered thinking about his smile. "he doesnt seem...too bad" she muttered.

Makaela smiled. "I agree, they probably all are. Well we should have a chance to get away from a couple of them in Knockturn Alley, go to the girls' room or split up looking for clothes and we can all meet....somewhere we should plan now!"

Makaela looked up hearing one of their voice. CRAP! she thought. She bit the inside of her lip and glared right back at his cold stare. "Fine we wont try anything" she lied easily. She was becoming a fairly good lier and it was beginning to scare her slightly but they had to get away. She turned her back to him and looked at the other girls. We will plan something else she mouthed to them quickly before sitting down with a sigh.

:~ The Next Morning ~:

Makaela woke up in the same cramped position as se had yesterday after their nap. She glanced t the clothes on the floor where all four of them had left them. She slid off the couch not waking anyone up and walked around the room kicking the clothes a couple time. She may have agression problems her parents were gunna get her checked out this summer. She sniffed remembering seeing her parents dead bodies on the floor of her kitchen. Sighing she walked around in circles numerous times. Sighing once more she muttered "I wish I was home" and then she sat down in one of the unoccupied chairs and flipped through the book she had picked up yesterday.

Makaela turned around and nodded to Court. "Yes oh so much fun YIPPEE" she said sarcastically before turning to Kelleigh. "No its not a dream trust me Ive tried to pass it off as one" she said with a slight chuckle. "but yeah we are getting new clothes for some odd reason" she muttered before turning and glaring at Draco. THey had seen the same two deatheaters for the past two days now and she was beginning to think she was the lucky one. "Good Morning Mr. Draco Death Eater Sir" she said in a sickly sweet voice. "May we have some breakfast please? and at what time are we going to get new clothes?"

Makaela chuckled. "Immature girls did you hear that I am immature: she chuckled and shrugged. "Oh well I could care less" she said with a smirk. "Maybe if they think I am too immature they will send me back home" she said light heartedly.