Ok, you asked for it, here's the final (horrible) chapter of the story. I must warn you that the ending is pretty bad, but whatever. You can flame me. Sorry this chapter took over a year to get up. What can I say? I've been lazy.

Harry and Ron were running through Malfoy's garden, along with a few others running in various directions.

Harry: C'mon, Ron! Run before Umbridge catches us!

Ron: What? I thought we were running from Lupin!

Harry: Who cares? Both of them are 'it'!

Ron: And I thought I was going outside to discuss the meaning of life with Ginny and Percy!

Colin suddenly appeared out of the bushes.

Colin: Hi, Harry!

Harry: Not now, Colin! We're got to get away from Umbridge and Lupin!

Suddenly, Neville came bolting from the opposite direction of Harry, and crashed into him, sending poor Harry flying backwards into a bush.

Colin: (takes picture) wow! what a great shot!

Ron: Bloody hell, Neville! I think you gave Harry a concusion!

Harry: (rises up) no, i'm fine. Really.

(Colin takes a picture)

Ron stared in horror as blood pured out of Harry's nose.

Neville: Oh my god, Harry! I'm so sorry!

(Colin takes a picture)

Harry: Colin! Stop taking pictures of me every time I move!

Just then, Umbridge popped out from a near-by rabbit-shaped animal bush.

Umbrige: Ah-ha! Got you! (tags Harry) You're it, Potter-AAAAUGH! HE'S SPILLING BLOOD ALL OVER THE PLACE! HELP! THERE'S A DYING BOY COMING AFTER ME!

Umbridge ran off in terror, screaming and stumbling before Harry could chase her further.

Harry: Damn! Now what?

Harry then looked at Ron suddenly, eyes narrowing.

Ron: Harry? Why are you looking at me like that?

Harry slowly approached Ron, and he then leapt at him, tackling him to the ground. Harry painfully got up, groaning.

Harry: Tag. You're it.

Ron: Bloody hell, Harry! That was a rotten thing to do to your best pal!

Harry then collapsed on the ground.

Neville: Oh my god! Harry died!

Ron: No, mate. I think he just collapsed from that bloody nose. But we better get him inside before he does die!

So Ron and Neville carried a poor limp Harry into the house, with Colin trailing after them.

Meanwhile, Lucius and Draco were in the study, scheming and putting their evil plan in to actio-uuuh..I mean...

Draco: Oh look! Here comes Weasley, Longbottom, and camera boy!

Colin: My name's not camera boy!

Neville: Mr. Malfoy! Harry's dead!

Ron: I told you he's not-

Lucius: Draco! Didn't you explain to them to alert me when anyone EXCEPT POTTER was dying?

Draco: Oh, I forgot to tell them that.

Neville: You mean you just want us to let Harry die?

Ron: Well, it seems like a very Malfoyish thing to do.

Colin: Is 'Malfoyish' even a word?

Ron: I knew we shouldnt' have come to this stupid party! We're all doomed, aren't we!

Lucius: Erm, no. I didn't mean to say anything about Potter dying...we'll fix Potter up. Draco, fetch me some 'healing potions'.

Draco: (grins evily) Yes, father! (runs upstairs)

Ron: Why does this all seem so suspicious?

Lucius: Boys, please go outside. Now.

Neville: Can't argue with him.

So the three boys left the room, leaving poor Harry to his doom.

Lucius: Draco, summon everyone up to the front lawn now.

Draco: (grins evilly) Yes father.

Meanwhile, Snape, Fred, and George had managed to, what Lucius had called, "borrow" a muggle car. Snape was driving at the wheel, while Fred and George had cranked up the radio, which happened to be playing very loud heavy metal music. (shall we say Metallica?)

Snape: What kind of muggle listens to this bloody kind of crap?

Fred: This is totally awesome!

George: (is trying to sing along with the music)

Snape: (sighs) Why did it have to be them?

Fred: Hey, watch it there, Snape! You're about to crash into that limo ahead of us!

Hermione was still in the kitchen, reading her book. Ron, Colin, and Neville were just walking outside.

Ron: Bloody hell, Hermione! How long have you been there reading that book for?

Hermione: Oh, I don't know. 2 hours maybe? Or just 1?

Ron: Well, whichever, you've been here for too long! C'mon! I heard that Malfoy has one of those muggle bouncy circles outside! (pulls Hermione along outside)

Hermione: It's called a trampoline, Ron!

Colin: Why does Malfoy have so much muggle stuff?

Neville: I wonder how Trevor's doing upstairs

Upstairs, poor Trevor was being chased by half of the pets.

Ron: Aw, he's fine!

Meanwhile, Snape and the twins had arrived at the grocery store. Snape grabbe dthe poptarts while the twins had left their evil little candies about, causing rabies, insanity, and mayhem in the store.

Snape: I swear, there's something about muggles these days.

Snape swatted off a rabid boy that was biting his hand and dragged the twins out of the store before it could get worse.

Meanwhile, back in the study where Lucius had Harry...luckily, Harry was just gaining conciousness

Lucius: Draco should be here anytime now with those "healing potions" heh heh heh...

Harry: uh-oh...

Lucius: The dark lord shall reward me well with Potter's-

Harry: Look, sir! A muggle's filthying your front lawn by senslessly prancing around on it!

Lucius: What? How dare he!

Harry quickly ran upstairs to grab Hedwig and ran out the door onto the front lawn. He made his way to the large gates, but Draco stepped in the way.

Draco: And where do you think you're going, Potter?

Harry: Home! Now move out of my way!

Ron: Don't leave yet, Harry!

Sirius: Yeah! The party's just getting started!

Lupin: Actually Sirius, I think it's about to end very soon.

Sirius: Oh…

Before anyone else could say anything, a large iron cage dropped down, trapping everyone except Draco.

Percy: What the hell are you doing?

Draco: Putting the main part of my plan into action. Sicne you all left your wands at home, you are now at my mercy for father and I to hand over to the dark lord! He shall be very happy.

Hermione: You tricked us! You little-

Just then, Snape, Fred and George arrived back. Fred and George both dragged something out of the bushes as though they weren't aware of what was going on. Snape just glanced at everyone caught in the giant metal cage, dropped the poptarts near the gate, and walked in the opposite direction towards his home. Draco shrugged.

Draco: Thanks for coming to my party professor!

Ginny: Let us out of here!

Ron: Fred! George! Help us, would you?

Mcgonagall: What on earth is that thing you've brought out?

Fred: We invented a flying machine!

Percy: We already have airplanes, idiots!

George: Oh...really...well, we're going to try it anyway!

They both climbed into the large magical flying piece of crap and started pressing buttons.

Fred: Ready to go, George!

George: 3-2-1- BLAST OFF!

BOOM! (explosion) The flying machine exploded, and blasted all the windows.

Ron: Bloody hell! I'm impaled with glass!

Neville fainted at the site of all the blood.

Harry: But we're free from the cage! Everybody run!

Much cheering was heard as everyone ran from the ruined mansion to freedom, their pets following them in their wake.

Draco:...damn! Guess that plan didn't work out. And all that for nothing! Oh well, it was a fun party I guess. And at least things can't be any worse now!

Lucius: (comes out from the only part of the mansion not ruined) Draco! What the bloody hell was that noise? You and your friends had better not have made a mess of the mansion again! What the-(looks at the crumbled and burnt remains of 3 quarters of the mansion)DRACO!

Draco: oh crap...

And that's then end (finally) after 2 years, it's finally finished. I'm sorry if the ending was abrupt and horrible, but I really didn't want to continue this story, as I've lost interest in Harry Potter. But I did promise many times that I would finish this story, and I did. So there you go. Hopefully you're happy. If not, you can flame all you like. I don't care. I wrote this story in bad script format, and I hate myself for it. It'll probably get deleted off here, but whatever. Thanks for reading this story anyways!