Harry, Ron and Hermione landed in a heap in Dumbledore's office. Thankfully, Dumbledore forgot to transport himself, and so started to walk up the stairs, giving them some time to form an escape plan.

"Pssst! Harry!" there came a yell from outside Dumbledore's window. Harry looked down to see Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle standing and waving at him. "Jump onto this cloak! It'll break your fall!"

Harry glanced at Hermione, then shrugged and jumped out of the window. He landed on Crabbe's cloak, which, when stretched out, created a giant trampoline. Giggling manically, Harry rolled off onto the floor. Ron followed, also laughing like a loon, then bounced off, straight into Harry. Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle looked at eachother then burst out laughing.

When Hermione looked out the window, all five of them were rolling around on the floor. The cloak had been thrown aside, so she was trapped in Dumbledore's office with no way out.

Dumbledore burst in, and saw Hermione on her own. "Where did they go?" He demanded

"I don't know" Mumbled Hermione, trembling.

"Very well. You shall die now" He pointed his wand at her heart, and muttered and incantation. She fell to the floor, still as a still thing.

Harry meanwhile, had overcome his laughing fit, and was calling Hermione. "Hermione! Hermione! Herm-" He fell silent as he saw Dumbledore holding her limp body. He chucked it out of the window.

"I am coming for you!" Said Dumbledore.

"Oh-oh..." said Ron, as Hermione's body fell on top of him. There were a few moments of silence, before Ron said, in a muffled voice "She tastes like strawberries."

A few minutes later, the five of them were running through the Forbidden Forest. A mans torso appeared through the trees. It was Bane.

"Hi!!" he panted, "Want a ride on my back???"

"Er sure…" said Harry "Ron get on" Ron clambered on, but there was no space for Malfoy Crabbe and Goyle. Tears welled in their eyes

"You're going to leave us Harry?" Sobbed Malfoy

"I guess you should try and climb on" Groaned Harry. The was a mix of tangled bodies, then Harry was at the front, sitting on Malfoy's lap, Ron behind sitting on Goyle, and Crabbe clinging on to the tail. "Lets go" Said Harry.

They galloped off deeper into the forest, until Bane suddenly stopped in front of a large cave. "We've been invited to a little party..."

Suddenly, Aragog appeared, clutching two cans of beer, belching, and sporting a green party hat (with tinsel). "W...welcome..." he slurred, beckoning to them to come in.

"OK..." said Harry, as they all climbed off Bane and entered.

Inside, there was a giant jelly covered in cream and cherries. People were randomly eating it as they talked, and some even diving into it swallowing and swimming.

"Wow!" Said Ron, pulling on a party hat. "Come on Harry, I fancy some Jelly!"

Umbridge was sitting in the corner, laughing at Hermione pulling silly faces, Cornelius fudge was… "Wait a minute! Hermione!" Harry exclaimed "How?"

Hermione suddenly turned around, and they all saw that she had no eyes – just a white blank space. All the other party guests turned around, and they were the same. Nearly Headless Nick floated over.

"Welcome..." he said darkly, smiling evilly at Harry. "To our little death party. Now it's time for yours!"

"Not again" Said Harry, exasperatedly. "Lets go. Ron? Ron??" He whirled around. Ron was giggling along with Aragog, a beer clutched in his hand.

"Hey Harry! I'm a little teapot!" Ron shouted, tipsily

"Short and stout!" Joined in Aragog

Harry turned to Malfoy and his cronies.

"Surely you can get us out of this?" Cried Malfoy

"There must be a way." Said Harry determinedly "And don't call me Shirley."

"I didn't." said Malfoy, mystified. "But actually, my middle name is Sandra. Which is just like Shirley, if you think about it."

Harry stared at Malfoy, then rolled his eyes. "Come on, we've got to get out of here. Ron! Are you coming?" Ron looked up, tears brimming in his eyes.

"But Harreykins – I don't want to leave. Please don't let him take me, Goggy!" he squealed, grabbing Aragog.

"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that in public?" Harry growled through gritted teeth. "We're outta here." He walked over to Ron, grabbed his sleeve, then dragged him (kicking and screaming) out of the hollow.

They ran through the forest, only stopping when Draco got tangled in some bushes and started crying.

"Ow!" he bawled, "I scraped my knee!"

"Honestly" Harry rolled his eyes. Crabbe, Goyle, carry him.

"Yes Harreykins." They sniggered, lifting him up.

Harry blushed and looked through the trees. A glinting light lay ahead of him. He started to follow it. "Come on!" He urged, with a sudden feeling that the light would go away if he didn't follow it.

Finally they reached the light, and saw a load of fairies dancing around to Busted, who were playing live on a stage made of tree stumps. Harry, Draco and Ron looked at eachother and immediately began air guitar rituals.

When they were finally finished, they each took a small clipping of Charlie's eyebrows, and went on their way.