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Sorry if my last chapter wasn't very good. I've written 5 chapters in one day and I'm running out of ideas. It might also have something to do with the fact that it's 1:00 A.M. I'll just shut up now and write the damn chapter.

Chapter 7- The Troll

"What are we gonna do?" Cyn screamed.

" Um.run?" suggested Draco.

" Good idea. John get of the ground you lazy git!" she yelled pulling him up and pulling him after her.

"Quick, there's the tunnel, I think the troll is too big to fit there,' Draco called. Cyn didn't answer. He heard a scream and turned around. The troll had Cyn! John was no where to be seen. Oh he wished he'd paid attention in Defense Against the Dark Arts!

"Stupify!" someone yelled. Draco turned around. There were Jane and Professor Black, along with Ringo, Paul, and George. Professor Black had stunned the troll and was now running to Cyn, who was lying on the ground unconcious. Apparently the troll had dropped her when he had been stunned.

"Shit!" he heard Jane yell, who was running over to Cyn. The Beatles were off hiding in a nearby bush.

"Harry look there's a troll," said a voice. Draco rolled his eyes. As if things weren't bad enough Potty and Weasel had to get themselves into it. Couldn't they mind their own business for once? Draco had no time to sulk about this though, as the spell was wearing off. The troll started coming towards him. Suddenly Granger was in front of him saying a spell she had probably read in one of those stupid books of hers.

"GRANGER MOVE!!!" he yelled shoving her over. How humiliating would it be if he was rescued by one of Potter's little friends? He didn't want to find out. His mind raced, trying to remember how to defeat a troll. He couldn't, which really wasn't surprising, as he'd never really had a good Defense teacher. He decided to run for Potter's invisibility cloak, which was lying a few yards away from him. He ran and grabbed it, pulling it on. The troll was now very confused. Draco looked over to Potter. He was fuming at the fact that Draco had his cloak. Draco smirked. Now all he had to do was get out of here.

Draco's hopes of escape were dashed as the troll turned and made his way toward the still unconcious Cyn.

"Damn!" he couldn't let that stupid troll kill her. Her other so- called friends were too busy arguing about how to defeat the troll. He didn't have much time, he had to get there. The troll was right above her. He raised his club.