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Harry, Ron, and Hermione were on a VERY IMPORTANT MISSION. It was so important, in fact, that you could hear the capital letters whenever anyone mentioned it. Because of their VERY IMPORTANT MISSION, they lived in a tent, and every morning they would pack up and apparate to a new location. It was while she was packing that Hermione noticed something odd.
"Harry, whatever have you done with your luggage?" She asked, "I can't seem to find it anywhere."
"Don't worry about it, Hermione. The Luggage will turn up eventually." Harry smiled back at her. After all, it wouldn't be much of an adventure if you didn't lose your luggage every once in awhile.
Two random Death Eaters stood just outside the gate to the Dark Lord's stronghold. They were about to leave on a VERY IMPORTANT MISSION, so important, that you could hear the capital letters when the Dark Lord had assigned it. Together, they walked silently along the path, when suddenly, they noticed something odd. The silence was broken by an odd shuffling sound, like hundreds of little feet moving through dead leaves.
"Do you hear that?" The tall Death Eater asked anxiously.
"It's just the wind." The fat Death Eater replied reassuringly. Unfortunately, this was not reassuring in the slightest, because there was no wind.
"Are you certain-" The tall Death Eater was interrupted by a slurping sound.
"ARRGH!" The fat Death Eater shouted as he watched his tall companion get swallowed from behind by a monster with BIG SQUARE TEETH and a PULSATING MAHOGANY TONGUE. Those TEETH were the last thing the fat Death Eater would ever see.
A piece of Luggage sat inconspicuously outside of the gate to the Dark Lord's stronghold. It was a battered old seaman's chest with strange runes and the initials 'H.P. engraved on the lid. When the house elves found it, they promptly brought it inside the wards and delivered it to the bedroom of one Howard Phipps.
