Chapter Three: I don't own any characters from Harry Potter. And I do not own Michael Jackson or Blues clues.

BANG! Happy, Loo-pin and various other characters we don't hear about again landed.

Loo-pin pulled out a piece of 'parchment'. "I know what that is! It's an invisibility cloak"

"Not quite. Read it so we can get in." Loo-pin said, clearly fed up with Happy's stupidity.

Happy, being the insecure freak he was broke down into tears.

"What's wrong with you now? You can't tell me it's because your parents are dead and nobody loves you, Dumb-window told us to assure you, that someone out there must really really really really love you for you to still be alive" Loo-pin said looking down at Happy, squeezing his forearm whenever he said really, "But I am finding it extremely hard to sympathize with you, so I'll just say you used that excuse three times on the way here."

"Really, three times, I thought it was more, oh well" Happy said, pausing from is choked sobs, 'It's just that I-I c-can't read" He said sobbing in between each new word, producing vast amounts of mucus that was rubbed on Loo-pin's sleeve.

"Don't tell me you can't read this sentence, it's not that hard."

"Ok, I cant' read this sentence, its not that hard. But Daddy never loved me"

"That has got to be the lamest excuse I've ever heard!"

"Really, is it that lame?"

"Yes, up there with the lamest of lame," Loo-pin said while slowly baking away from the now almost psychotic looking Happy, "I'll read it to you, then."

"Really? Just like a bed-time story?" Happy said while sucking on his thumb.

"Uh yeah, just like a bed time story" Loo-pin said while unfolding the paper.

When he looked up from the paper he realized Happy was no where to be seen, a few of the other wizards pointed towards the ground. Loo-pin looked down and almost screamed in disgust. There Happy was, curled up in a little ball on top of a blanket he got from god knows where.

Someone nudged Loo-pin and he began to read, "The Headquarters – "

"What are head-quarters, uncle looy" Loo-pin continued ignoring Happy, "- of the order of the phoenix may be found – "

"I can find it! I can find it, as long as I get help from Blue!"

"At number 12 – "

"Warmer, warmer," Happy said while wetting his pants.

"- Grimmauld Place, London."

"WE JUST FIGURED OUT BLUES CLUES, WE JUST FIGURED OUT ....."

Thankfully someone had the sense to knock oout Happy before he could continue the song in a high-pitched, girly voice. (A/N think Michael Jackson)