Arthur ushered them into a huge car, which was not the Ford Anglia, it was a Hummer. He stepped on the gas and off they went, speeding off into...
Marshmallows?
It was so fluffy and deliciously white that everyone was sticking their hands out the window, grabbing some and eating it.
"WE'RE HERE!" Arthur called.
He pushed everyone out of the car and into the train station.
Everyone except Harry was dancing into the wall of Platform 9 3/4, which greatly worried him.
As they all got on the train...
Train? What train?
The Hogwarts Express had turned into Hogwarts Airlines, so everyone boarded the plane.
Harry didn't know why everyone was getting on the plane, so he asked Arthur, "Where is the Hogwarts Express?"
Arthur laughed.
And laughed.
And laughed.
And pushed Harry on the plane.
Harry stumbled into the plane when he saw the stewardess.
He was going to ask for help, but...
Dumbledore was the stewardess?!
"HEY HARRY!" Dumbledore shouted.
"Uh hey-" Harry began, but was shoved into a seat next to Ron and Hermione....
Who were making out.
Harry slammed his head against the wall, praying it would all end.
What kind of a dream was this anyway?!
"Hello I am Severus Snapette, your pilot and I am saying we are taking off now," Snape said.
Snape,
directing a plane Harry was flying in?!
Oh dear.
Harry
tapped Ron's shoulder and said, "I need to get off this plane
now!"
"Why?" Ron asked.
"Because Snape is flying it!" Harry said.
"Don't you mean Snapette?" Ron asked.
"I thought Snapette was your favorite teacher, Harry," Hermione said.
"Favorite teacher? Snapette?! What?!" Harry said, very confused.