'It WAS your fault,' Ron Weasley grumbled. 'You and your "Practice Spells"-'

''This time I agree with Ron, Hermione. You should have been more careful.' A boy with round glasses and green eyes said to a girl with bushy brown hair.

Hermione was not pleased. She just wanted some peace and quiet, so she performed a Disillusionment charm. She certainly did not expect such results.

'For your information, this is a beach, for goodness' sake', she said, putting on the airs of a know-it-all. 'We haven't died, you know,' she said grumpily to Ron.

They walked over to a pile of rocks. Suddenly a flash of light blinded them.

'Fred, since when using Headless Hats transported you to a beach?' George asked his twin. 'I don't know. Maybe since, now?'

'I don't care. Just get me home. Can't you be more careful?' Ginny Weasley asked.

'Fred, George, and ... Ginny?' Asked Harry, surprised. Well, since there were six of them, maybe they could get back after all.

CRACK! And a group of people appeared then and there!

They were the oddest group; Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, Professor McGonagall, Tonks, Lupin and Sirius.

'How did you find us?' Asked Harry, feeling dazed. 'Oh, we just did a tracking spell' said Sirius, as if he did them on a daily basis.

'If you performed a Tracking spell, do you know where we are?' Hermione asked hopefully.

'No' said Tonks, shortly.

'Oooooh! The Nargles, I see them! I see them!' Luna, who was wearing a pair of Spectrespecs cried.

'You know, I sense some motion over there, near that cover of rocks,' said Lupin cautiously, pointing.

Indeed, there were people hiding underneath.