A/N: Ooh, four already, I'm soooo proud::tear: Anyway, here you go, and thanks for the reviews.

Disclaimer: I do not own HP or Aladdin. 

Walking on sand was much harder than Harry thought. Walking on sand in the middle of the night, leading a horse that really didn't want to be there, with a panic stricken Ron and a crazy old man who kept cackling wildly at completely random times, was just as hard as it sounded. His feet sunk stubbornly into every rut, slipped down every dune, and tripped over every rare obstacle.

"Are we there yet?" Harry grunted, tugging on the horse's lead.

"Yes, yes, boy! Very close!" the man yelled above the wind. Ron tripped over a rock Harry had just managed to avoid, sending him sprawling on his face. Harry managed to hold back a chuckle as he curse and staggered to his feet. Suddenly the old man began to cackle (again). "This is it!" he hissed. Scrambling off the horse, he dug into his ragged cloak and pulled out two gold pieces, each what seemed to be half of a bug. Harry shook his head. Who was he to understand the workings of magic here? Shaking fingers placed the halves together. They began to glow, and without warning, flew over to a nearby dune. The bug dropped and dug into the sand. The earth shook and a cave emerged. Harry felt a hand on his back and he stumbled forward, the old git was practically dancing now. Harry and Ron stepped up to the gaping mouth. They glanced at each other, gulped audibly, and stepped in. When the cave didn't come down on them, they kept walking.

Their footsteps echoed and for awhile they crept, alert and tense. However, ten minutes bled into thirty, and one can only creep so long. Harry took to studying the walls. They were strange. Plain stone was carved to square off the tunnel, nothing out of the ordinary. However, especially this deep in the earth, Harry shouldn't have been able see anything. They had not thought to bring a torch, yet they could see as easily as if there were lights lining the walls. The light seemed to come from the stone itself.

Harry was interrupted from his thoughts by a flash of color around the turn of the corner.

"Ron, did you see that?" he asked.

"See what?"

"Nothing," Harry let it drop, must've been his imagination. But coming around the next turn, he saw it again.

"There it goes again!"

"What? I didn't see anything."

"It was right there."

Ron gave him a pitying look. "I think your losing it, mate." Harry shook his head, frustrated. They continued on, Harry a bit more cautious now. After yet another corner, Harry was met with the oddest thing he'd ever seen. Lying innocently, right in the middle of the passage, was colorful, ornate rug.

"Er… Ron?"

"Yeah, I see it." They walked closer, Harry bewildered, Ron considering. Making a revelation, Ron snapped his fingers and turned to Harry. "You know what this is?" His eyes were wide with excitement.

"A carpet?" Harry said slowly.

"Yeah" Ron said, smirking. The carpet rose off the ground to hover behind him, "A magic carpet."

Harry felt his mouth hang open. Clamping it shut, he managed to come up with a reaction.

"Wicked!"

"So wicked!" Ron echoed, and hopped onto it. Harry hesitantly got on as well. Without warning, it took off through the tunnel. Harry wasn't sure what to make of it. It made the trip a great deal easier, but he preferred the sturdiness of his Firebolt.

Finally they arrived at what seemed to their destination. It was a huge cavern, the ceiling just barely visible. In the center was a pillar with crude stone steps leading up to it. At the top of the pillar, under a spotlight that seemed to come from no where, was the lamp they had seen in the library. The carpet stopped at the foot of the stairway. Harry gave Ron a light shove.

"Well, what're you waiting for?"

"Why me?"

"Because," Harry smirked, "you're Aladdin." Ron scowled, and started up the stairs, muttering. "I'll keep the carpet running," Harry called helpfully. Ron didn't turn, only lifted his hand in a rude gesture. Harry laughed.

Ron climbed to the top and stopped just before the lamp. Holding his breath, he grasped the lamp and picked it up. Nothing happened, Ron sighed. All of a sudden, a giant crack! echoedthroughout the cavern. The ground shook; rocks began tumbling from the unseen ceiling. Wheeling around, Ron sprinted down the crumbling stairs.

He leapt onto the carpet, yelling, "GO, GO, GO!" They were out of there! The carpet shot into the tunnel, through the endless twists and turns, avoiding the heavier rocks. Harry found a new found appreciation for magic carpets. Suddenly they shot into open space. The mouth of the cave appeared high above, hard to discern through the tumbling rubble. They were almost there! Then, five feet from it, a boulder slammed into them, taking the carpet with it. "JUMP!" Ron cried. He reached and just managed to catch the ledge of the first step. Harry missed and grabbed Ron's foot. The old man appeared.

"Give me the lamp!" he shrieked.

"No! Help us up!"

"Give me the lamp!"

"I can't hold on!" The man snarled and took out a long crooked knife. In panic, Ron let go.

They plummeted into the abyss.

The mouth of the cave collapsed, leaving the old man alone in the desert. He ripped off his beard, revealing a middle aged face. Jafar.

"NO! I was so close!" he howled. "NO!"

A/N: Heheheheh! Cliffie! (of course you could watch the movie, but that would kill it!) Anyway, I tweaked the cave scene a bit, but I think it turned out okay. R&R (I will not stop saying this till more people review!)