A/N: carpet and Genie come into this chapter! Hope you like it!

Disclaimer: Plot belongs to Disney and characters belong to J.K. Rowling.

Claimer: character changes and songs changes are the only things that are mine.

A/N2: IF YOU HAVE READ BOOK 6, PRETEND THAT THE EVENTS OF THAT BOOK NEVER HAPPENED!

Recap:

"Unhand him!" she yelled again. She lowered her hood to reveal her crown. "By order of the princess!"

"Princess Hermione!" gasped Snape.

"The princess?" Harry said to himself. Ron was thinking along the same lines.

"What are you doing outside the castle? And with this half-blood?" Snape asked her.

"That's not your concern." She told him. Harry was now beginning to understand everything that she had said, forced marriage, feeling trapped. "Do as I command! Release him!"

"I would, princess, but my orders come from Riddle. You'll have to take it up with him." Snape informed her, as he bowed out of the street.

"Believe me, I will." She said more to her as she crossed her arms and gave a stare that would give Riddle a run for his money.

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"Riddle?" called Hermione throughout the vast corridors that were in the castle.

"Princess?" Riddle called back. He was coming out of the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets. Wormtail was trapped in the door.

"How may I be of service to you?" he said opening his cloak to hide the art that was desperately trying to break free of the door.

"The Slytherins just took a boy from Hogsmeade. On your order." She told him.

"You father has charged me with keeping peace in Hogsmeade. The boy was a criminal." Was his excuse. Wormtail was still trying to get out.

"What was his crime?" she asked him with her hands on her hips.

"Why, kidnapping the princess, of course." He said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Riddle had closed the door with his foot discreetly so that Hermione couldn't see. Wormtail was now on the other side of the door.

"He didn't kidnap me! I ran away!" she told him.

"Oh, dear." He said dramatically. "How upsetting. Had I known!" he said walking away from the entrance to the Chamber.

"What do you mean?" asked Hermione carefully.

"Sadly, the boy's sentence has already been carried out." He informed her.

"What sentence?" she asked fearing the worst.

"Death." He told her. She suddenly lost her breath and sat down on a nearby chair. "I'm exceedingly sorry, princess." He said trying to comfort her.

"How could you?" she said in a whisper before she ran away from him, tears streaming down her face.

Wormtail had finally gotten through the door and transformed back into a man.

"So, how did it go?" he asked dramatically.

"I think she took it rather well." Riddle said laughing.

Hermione was crying by the fountain out in the grounds when her tiger came up to her.

"It's all my fault, Rajah." She told the sad-looking animal. He put his head on her lap and she started pet him. "I didn't even know his name." she confessed to the tiger.

Harry, meanwhile, was in one of the dungeons under the castle. He was trying to break free from the restraints around his writs, but it was steal. And his wand was on the other side of the room.

"She was the princess?" he asked himself for what must've been the hundredth time since being caught.

"I can't believe it. I must've sounded so stupid to her!" he said to himself.

"You know they say that talking to yourself is the first sign of you going mad?" asked a very sarcastic voice.

"Can you just get me out of here, Ron?" Harry said to his best friend. Ron got his wand for him and started to play with the restraints.

"Why did you even go after her?" asked Ron.

"Hey, she was in trouble!" said Harry. "But it was worth it." Ron gave him a look.

"Don't worry, Ron, I'm never going to see her again." He told him. Ron had gotten the restraints off him.

"Why?"

"I'm a half-blood, remember and there's a law." He reminded his mate.

"She's got to marry a prince." Said Ron answering him.

"She deserves a prince." Harry said.

"Don't beat yourself about it. At least she's safe and so are we as soon as we get out of here." Said Ron trying to comfort him.

"I'm a fool." He said.

"You're only a fool if you give up." Said a wheezing voice from the other side of the dungeon.

"Who are you?" asked Harry quickly. A man emerged from the other side of the dungeon. He was bald, but had an enormous beard and mustache. He was limping and carrying his weight on a make-shift stick.

"A lowly prisoner, like yourself." Answered the man in a wheezing voice. "But together, perhaps we can be more."

"We're listening." Harry said. Ron was sitting beside Harry. He had gotten in, because the guard was asleep, but there was no chance of getting out now.

"There is a cave. A Cave of Wonders filled with treasures beyond your wildest dreams." Said the man. He showed them some rubies and diamonds. Ron made to grab it, but the man snatched it away.

"Treasure enough to impress even your princess, I'd wager." Said the man, walking into the shadows. "Riddle, I can't breathe." Said Wormtail from the man's fake hump on its back. The man stuffed the rat back in, and Harry and Ron never noticed.

"But the law says that only a prince can marry a princess." Said Harry.

"You ever heard of the golden rule?" he asked them. When they shook their heads, he replied. "Whoever has the gold makes the rules." He said with a smile showing his rotten teeth.

"So why would you share all this wonderful treasure with us?" inquired Ron.

"I need a pair of strong legs," he gestured to Harry. "And strong back," he gestured to Ron. "To go in after it.

"One problem. It's out there. We're in here." Said Harry as if talking to a child.

"Things aren't always as they seem." Said the man as he pushed back a part of the wall that lead to staircases. "So…do we have a deal?" the man asked.

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They ended up coming from under the ground right outside the gates of the castle. They walked a long way to the Forbidden Forest and came across the giant tiger's head.

"Who disturbs my slumber?" it asked in a menacing deep voice.

"It is I, Harry Potter."

"And I, Ron Weasley."

"Proceed," said the tiger. "Touch nothing but the lamp." It growled as it opened its mouth wide enough to fit the two boys.

"Remember: fetch me the lamp! Then you shall have your reward!" said the man from behind.

"Don't panic." Whispered Harry to Ron as they crossed the teeth made of sand and went down the long and winding staircases carefully.

"Would you look at that?" Harry said in awe as they entered a room. It was as big as the Great Hall in Hogwarts castle. Filled from top to bottom with gold.

"Just a handful of this could make us richer than the sultan." Said Ron. He was with his mouth hanging open. There was a small path that led from one side of the room to another doorway.

Ron made to grab the nearest chest, but he was pulled back by Harry.

"Don't touch anything!" he warned.

"Why?" whined Ron.

"One: we need to find that lamp. Two: because the tiger said 'touch nothing but the lamp.'" Said Harry, rolling his eyes.

Ron noticed that there was a broom lying next to the chest. It looked brand new. He shrugged and followed Harry to go find the lamp. When they were walking towards the other side of the room, Ron felt as if there was something following them, but he saw nothing.

The broom that he saw earlier, however, was in a different position. It was now lying on the floor near him. He found it suspicious.

"I could've sworn…" he muttered to himself. He continued to follow Harry and look around at all the gold.

He had the feeling again, but saw nothing again. The broom was now standing in between the piled of gold instead of on the floor. Ron followed Harry closer thinking that there was something spooky about the broom.

"Harry, did you see that broom?" asked Ron.

"Which one?" Asked Harry, turning around. Ron pointed to it, but Harry shook his head no. they continued until Ron felt someone poking him in the back. Harry was in front of him, so that meant that it wasn't him.

He turned around quickly, but saw nothing. The broom was hovered above him, so he couldn't see it. He turned around again, and felt it poke him.

"That's it!" he yelled. Harry asked him what was wrong and Ron told him it was the broom. Harry gave him a look.

"Are you mental?" Harry asked him seriously. Ron turned Harry's head in the direction the broom had went, and sure enough, the broom poked its "head" out and Harry gasped.

"A Firebolt." He said in awe. Ron stared at the broom. It's top of the line. "Come on out, we're not going to hurt you." Harry cooed.

"Harry, you're talking to an inanimate object." Said Ron.

"Shh. Watch." He told the red-head.

Slowly, but surely, it creped out from behind the gold towards Harry and Ron.

"Take it easy, Ron. It's not going to bite." Harry said laughing. Ron shot him and angry glare.

The broomstick hovered at their eye levels for a moment, until it saw the look on Ron's face.

"Hang on!" Harry called to the broom. It stopped and turned around. "Maybe you can help us?" Harry asked. It waited for Harry to say what he needed help with. "We're trying to find a lamp." Harry told it.

It did a loop and hovered so they could climb on. It was built for two. Harry sat on the front and Ron behind him. They flew towards this massive room. It had nothing in it except a giant ruby in one corner and a small lake.

The lake had stones on top so one could reach the stairs on the other side. On the top of the stairs was a podium with the golden lamp on it. Harry told Ron to stay for his safety and while he went to get the lamp. Ron nodded in understanding.

Harry reached the top of the stairs in no time. He reached for the lamp and took it in his hands. "This is it?" he asked himself, looking it over. "This is what we came all the way down here to—"

He was cut off by the sight before him. Ron was trying to get to the ruby, but the Firebolt kept on trying to block him. Finally, Ron threw the broom over his shoulder and ran for the ruby.

"INFIDELS!" said a roaring voice they recognized as the tiger's.

Ron tried to put it back, but it was too late; the damage had been done.

"YOU HAVE TOUCHED THE FORBIDDEN TREASURE!" roared the angry tiger. "NOW, YOU WILL NEVER AGAIN SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY!" it roared.

Harry slid down the stairs that turned into a slide and the water had become lava. He slid until he thought he was going to fall into the lava and die, but the Firebolt caught him in midair.

Ron had run to the stones that were on top of the hot magma. Harry steered the broom to go to Ron. He hovered so Ron would climb on. It was just in time. The stone that Ron had been standing on had blown up and the lava was now a huge wave that went after the two on the broom.

They twisted and turned every which way until they were headed straight into a wall.

"Can we panic now!" screamed Ron behind Harry. They screamed, but the broom dived and went into the treasure room they were inside before. The broom went up out of the room towards the opening of the tiger: its mouth.

The debris was falling and one of the rocks hit the broom so hard, it sent them both flying. Harry reached for what was left of the stair he climbed down from and Ron was grabbing onto his waist.

"Throw me the lamp!" the man yelled.

"I can't!" screamed Harry. "Give me your hand!" he yelled and reached for the man's hand.

"First give me the lamp!" the man said. Harry reached to his belt and grabbed the lamp with his free hand. He reached for the man's hand and gave it to him. He felt Ron and him slipping.

"YES!" the man cheered. "AT LAST!" cheered the man.

Ron had climbed up and was now helping Harry to safety, when the man roughly pushed him aside and grabbed Harry by the arm.

"What are you doing?" demanded Harry.

"Giving you your reward." Said the man laughing. He pulled out a blunt, silver knife from his robes and aimed it at Harry. "You eternal reward." He said evilly.

He thrust it in Harry's direction, but Ron had grabbed his arm and bit down hard. he grabbed at the man's robes to let Harry go, but to no avail.

The man pushed Harry and Ron off him and they fell through the tiger's mouth. Harry's head hit a rock that was falling and slipped into unconsciousness. Ron whistled for the broom, and it caught them before anything else happened to them. The broom lowered itself to the ground and Ron slipped off it and laid Harry down on the floor.

The Cave of Wonders had closed and Riddle took off his disguise laughing evilly.

"It's mine." He muttered happily. "It's all mine!" he said, reaching into his pocket for it. "Where is it?" he asked himself. He looked in all his pockets, but found nothing. The lamp had fallen back in with the two!

"NOOOO!" he screamed. No one heard him, as he was so far away.

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Back in the castle, Dumbledore came into his daughter's room and found her crying with Rajah at her side.

"Hermione?" he said announcing his presence. She turned to face him. "What's wrong?" he asked her.

"Riddle…has…done…something…terrible." She sobbed into his arms.

"There, there, Hermione. We'll set it right. Now, tell me everything." The sultan said to his daughter.

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"Harry." Whispered Ron as he shook him. "Harry, wake up." He shook him again. "Harry." Ron breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Harry open his eyes.

"My head." Grunted Harry.

"You took a pretty nasty fall. Lucky Bolt saved you." Said Ron.

"Bolt?" Harry asked.

"Firebolt." Ron explained.

"Oh." Harry looked up to see that there was no way out. "We're trapped. That two-faced, son-of-a-Death Eater!" he yelled angrily at the roof.

"Wherever he is, he's long gone with that lamp." Said Harry in defeat.

Ron tapped Harry on the shoulder and showed him the lamp.

"You nicked it?" Harry asked in awe.

"When living with Fred and George…" Ron left the sentence trailing. Harry had no family, but Ron had grown up with his older brothers to take care of him and his sister.

"It looks like such a beat-up, worthless, piece of junk." Said Harry, giving it a look over.

"I think there's something written here. But it's hard to see." Harry rubbed it with his sleeve to try and clear up what it said.

The lamp started to shake and it seemed like it exploded. Fireworks shot out of it and a giant figure rose out of the lamp.

"AH!" it yelled. "Oy!" it said. It was a big, blue…thing. They didn't know how to describe it.

"10.000 years will give you such a crick in the neck. Hang on, a second. Whoa! Whoa! Does it feel good to be out of there!" he said happily.

"I'm tellin' ya, it's nice to be back, ladies and gentlemen." He said as he grabbed a microphone out of nowhere. "Where you from? What your name?" he asked them.

"I'm Harry and this is Ron."

"Who rubbed the lamp?"

"I did." Said Harry.

"Harry! Can we call you Har, or maybe just Rie, or how about 'Arry? Sounds like here boy!" he turned into a dog and went to fetch a bone.

"I must've hit my head harder than I thought." Harry told Ron.

"You smoke? Mind if I do?" he said as he vanished and reappeared from behind a cloud of smoke.

Harry was enjoying this. He laughed as Ron hid behind him shaking.

"Sorry, I didn't mean anything by it." He said.

"What's your name?" Harry asked.

"Sirius. Although, I never am." He told them Harry laughed and Ron smiled.

"Wow! Bolt! I haven't seen you since I bought you!" he said to the broom fondly.

"You're a lot smaller than my last master. Either that or I'm gettin' bigger." Sirius let out a bark-like laugh.

"Hang on, I'm your master?" asked Harry.

"Yep." Said Sirius with a smile.

"What do you wish?" he asked Harry.

"Wish?" asked Ron.

"He gets three wishes. And no wishing for more wishes. Three is the limit." Said Sirius.

"Now I know I'm dreaming." Said Harry to Ron.

"Master, I don't think you quite what you got here. So why don't you just ruminate, whilst I illuminate the possibilities." Said Sirius. He stepped back and pulled his sleeves up. He made many gestures with his wand and muttered many spells.

Well Ali Baba had them forty thieves
Scheherezad-ie had a thousand tales
But master you in luck 'cause up your sleeves
You got a brand of magic never fails
You got some power in your corner now
Some heavy ammunition in your camp
You got some punch, pizzazz, yahoo and how
See all you gotta do is rub that lamp
And I'll say

Mister Harry, sir
What will your pleasure be?
Let me take your order
Jot it down
You ain't never had a friend like me
No no no

Life is your restaurant
And I'm your maitre d'
C'mon whisper what it is you want
You ain't never had a friend like me

Yes sir, we pride ourselves on service
You're the boss
The king, the shah
Say what you wish
It's yours! True dish
How about a little more Baklava?

Have some of column "A"
Try all of column "B"
I'm in the mood to help you dude
You ain't never had a friend like me

Can your friends do this? Accio!
Do your friends do that? Expelliarmus!
Do your friends pull this out their little hat?
Can your friends go, poof?
Well, looky here
Can your friends go, Alohamora, let 'er rip
And then make the sucker open up?

So doncha sit there slack jawed, buggy eyed
I'm here to answer all your midday prayers
You got me bona fide, certified
You got a wizard for your chare d'affaires
I got a powerful urge to help you out
So what-cha wish? I really wanna know
You got a list that's three miles long, no doubt
Well, all you gotta do is rub like so - and oh

Mister Harry, sir, have a wish or two or three
I'm on the job, you big nabob
You ain't never had a friend, never had a friend
You ain't never had a friend, never had a friend
You ain't never had a friend like me
You ain't never had a friend like me, hah!

Ron and Harry look at each other and smile. Bolt was doing loops anf lips in honor of Sirius.

"So what'll it be, master?" asked Sirius.

"You're going to grant me any three wishes I want, right?" asked Harry.

"Well, I can't kill anybody, I can't make people fall in love with anyone else, and I can't bring anyone back from the dead." He told them.

Harry and Ron looked at each other and smirked. They would need to get out of this cave without costing Harry a wish. Translation: they would trick him into it.

"Limitations? On wishes?" asked Harry.

"Some all-powerful wizard. Can't even bring people back from the dead." Said Ron.

Sirius looked ready to kill, even though he can't.

"I don't know, Ron." Said Harry.

"He probably can't even get us out of this cave." Mused Ron.

"I guess we'll have to find a way out." Said Harry getting up and looking around. But Sirius had sat them back down with his wand.

"Excuse me?" he said. Harry and Ron smirked once again. "Did you rub me lamp? Did you wake me up? Did you bring me here? And all of a sudden you're walking out on me? I don't think so! Not right now! You're getting your wishes, so, SIT DOWN!" Sirius said.

He put a spell on the Firebolt to make it fit for three and he went in the front. Harry was in the middle, with Ron behind him.

"Please keep your hands and arms securely around the waist of the person in front of you." Said Sirius in a business-like tone.

"Bombarda!" he said, pointing his wand at the roof. "We're out of here!" he said joyously when they flew through the hole.

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