At the same time Fluffy was charging down one part of the school, Dumbledore, Draco, and Ginny were carrying Percy's corpse down the other.

"Ugh!" sighed Draco Malfoy. "I used to hate Percy mainly because he was a mudblood lover," he said while dragging Percy's body. "But now, I think I hate him more because he's a fat ass."

"DUMBLEDORE!!!" exclaimed a very angry male's voice coming from behind them. It was the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge.

"Oh shit!" said Dumbledore, who took off running.

"Just wait till I get you, you senile old bat!" shouted Fudge as he waved a club madly in the air.

Draco and Ginny looked at one another and shrugged their shoulders. Then they dropped Percy and started making out.

"Dumbledore! Get back here this instant! You have a lot of explaining to do!" shouted Fudge.

Dumbledore ran past Ginny and Draco. "Pull your tongues out of one another's mouths long enough to cover for me, okay?" he said with a wink and ran off to his office, slamming the door.

Out of breath, Fudge returned to Draco and Ginny. "Since your headmaster ran off, maybe you can answer a few questions for me. First, why are you dressed up as like that, and second, why are there flies swarming over that sleeping young man right there."

Crap! They had totally forgot about Percy who was laying on the floor as an assortment of bugs began crawling over his body.

"Um, we're dressed up like this because... uhhh... we're in the Hogwarts Drama Club and we're putting on Pirates of the Caribbean."

"Yes! Try the rum!" said Draco, swaying in a drunken stupor.

"Hogwarts Drama Club? I've never heard of it," began Fudge. "And you missy, you're no Keira Knightley. But your Jack Sparrow is very convincing. You would think he's really drunk. Haha!"

"Umm, yeah, you'd think so wouldn't you," said Ginny, her eyes shifting nervously.

"And what about this young man here?" asked Fudge.

"He, he's asleep, and he's rather smelly so the bugs seem to be attracted to him," Ginny explained.

"Well, wake him up, I'd like to talk to him," said Fudge.

Ginny looked like her eyes were about to pop out. She turned to Draco. He pulled out of his drunkenness long enough to point his wand at mutter "Vantriliquo!" Ginny let out a sigh of relief. Now, she would be able to throw her voice into Percy without moving her lips at all.

She moved towards Percy's body. "Time to get up now," she said lifting him off the floor. Draco positioned himself in the shadows and pointed his wand at Percy and started moving the corpse.

"OOooh! It's Cornelius Fudge!" exclaimed Percy, clasping his hand dramatically to his face. Maybe letting the drunk control the movement wasn't such a great idea. "You are my hero, I've always wanted to be like you. Everyone thinks I'm a pompous windbag, but all I really want is to be just like you!"

"It's so nice to see a young man so alive with the understanding of politics!" said Fudge. "Let me shake your hand!"

Draco swished his wand and flung Percy's dead hand out, pulling is body forward with it.

"Uhh, you have rather clammy hands young sir," said Fudge. "But seeing as you were so anxious to shake my hand, I'll overlook that. Okay kids, I think I've got everything sorted out now. It's back to the Ministry for me. And you," he said turning towards Percy, "we have room in the Ministry for people like you!"