"I'm confused", Harry said to Ron, Hermione and Ginny, all three of whom were now shaking so fast that their faces looked like blurs.

"Goblins are the most clever creatures around, Harry", said Hermione. "So when they rob a train, no one can ever stop them".

"But what do they want?", Ginny wailed, bursting into tears. "It's not like we're heading to Gringotts or anything".

"Neville", Ron said very, very softly. "It's not his gang, is it?".

Sweat was dripping down Neville's head as he nodded.

"Oh, no!", Hermione gasped. "We really are doomed!".

"What?", asked Harry, still more confused now. "Whose gang is it?".

"Greg's", said Ginny, her face growing very pale indeed. "Greg's come to rob the Hogwarts Express".

It was then when Mad-Eye Moody came bursting into the room.

"Have you seen Lovegood?", he said, looking as though he were asking about the last sighting of a convicted murderer instead of a slightly insane teenage girl.

"Not since you drug her off", answered Harry. "What was she--".

"DON'T YOU GO TALKIN' TO HER!", Moody snarled, his magical eye spinning around. "This lot that's just hopped aboard the train would be very happy to learn a few things about just that".

"About what?", Harry asked.

"WHAT DID I JUST TELL YOU?", Moody growled. "Don't go asking questions right now!".

It was then when they all heard a loud crashing sound.

"We're here", cackled a voice. "We're aboard the Hogwarts Express!".

"Where is he?", yelped another. "We must find him!".

"Stop squeaking, you brainless gits!", boomed a voice. "What matters is that we find it. That's what we're here for".

"Yes, Greg", the other two voices said together.

Both of Moody's eyes looked directly at Harry.

"Come with me", he muttered.

Harry looked at Ron and Hermione. They both, as always, gave him uncertain looks.

"I said come with me", Moody repeated.

So Harry did just that and walked with Moody into a small closet.

"Lumos", Moody said, his wand lighting up the dark room. Then he looked at Harry.

"You've got to stay here", he said. "These goblins are looking for you".

"Why am I not surprised?", said Harry.

"They don't want you", Moody growled. "They want it. You do have it, don't you?".

"Uh, what exactly is...", Harry began.

"YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS!", Moody snarled. "IT WAS JUST GIVEN TO YOU!".

"Woah", said Harry.

"What's 'Woah', Potter?", said Moody.

Harry almost said "Somebody needs a Tic-Tac", but stopped himself.

"I don't know if I have it", whispered Harry. "Hell with it, I don't even know what it is".

Moody opened his mouth to say something when they both heard some voices talking outside.

"He's in here", said one of the voices. "This is where he took him".

"Do you think that we can get the door open?", said the other. "There are a few things that I would like to say to him".

Moody pulled out his a wand and put one of his scarred fingers in front of his scarred lip. He was saying "Be quiet, Harry, while I jinx whoever's out there", but he didn't use any words to say it, and yet, Harry understood him. It was just like magic.

Moody slowly opened the door handle.

"STUPIFY!"

Neville Longbottom fell over backwards and thudded on the floor. Luna Lovegood was standing next to him, not looking at all surprised.

"Hello, Professor", she said. "Neville said that you were looking for me".

"HAVE YOU SAID ANYTHING TO THE GOBLINS?", Moody roared, blowing Luna's hair around with his breath as he did so.

"You mean Greg and his Gang?", Luna said. "Oh, we don't need to worry about them. All we have to do is enchant a sponge, get a pineapple, and...".

"NO, YOU CRAZY GIRL!", Moody roared. "DON'T SAY NOTHING, YOU HEAR ME?".

"Nothing", said Luna defiantly.

Now Moody was really angry. He picked Luna up by the cuff of her shirt, tossed her into the closet where he and Harry had been talking, and locked the door.

"Stand guard", said Moody. "I'm gonna go fight those goblins".

And he ran off, leaving Harry standing there with the stunned Neville and a thousand more questions in his head.

It was around this time when Ron and Hermione came walking up to him. For some reason, their hands were tied behind their back.

It wasn't until they got closer when Harry looked down and noticed the six goblins gathered around them.

"Listen", one of them said, pointing his want up at Hermione's throat. "We be knowin' the killin' curse, alright? So if ye don't be givin' us it, yeh be makin' a bad move on yer friend's part, alright?".

"Don't listen to them, Harry!", screamed Hermione. "It's a trap!".

"Arrrr", said the goblin. "I be warnin' ye not to speak". With that, he waved his wand, and Hermione's mouth vanished.

"Ahhhhhhh", screamed Harry. "How'd you do that?".

"I be takin' more than dat if ye don't listen to me", said the goblin. "I be killin' her, and that boyfriend of her's".

"I'm not her boyfriend", snapped Ron. "And since when do goblins talk like pirates?".

Five seconds later, Ron wasn't able to say anything, for his mouth was gone too.

"Look, I don't even know what you're talking about", said Harry. "Honestly, I don't".

"We'll just see about that", said the goblin, waving his wand.

It felt as thought a bandage were being ripped off of Harry's face very quickly. He tried to yell, but he couldn't. His mouth had been erased.

"Ha, ha, ha", said the goblin. "Now we'll git ye to talk".

"And how are you going to do that?", snarled a voice.

Another goblin had joined the scene, but unlike the others, he had a crown on his head. Harry knew at once that he was Greg.

"Greg!", squeaked the goblin. "I was only doin' like I was told. Now that Potter has no mouth, we'll git him to talk and tell us where it is".

"How can he do that WITH NO FOOKIN' MOUTH?", snarled Greg.

The other goblin rubbed his chin. "Wow", he said. "Ye got me dere, boss".

Greg pointed his wand at the pirate-talking goblin.

"Avada Kedavra!", he yelled.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

The pirate-talking goblin fell down dead, as did his five companions. Greg had good aim.

"Now", said Greg, his eyes glinting in an evil way. "You, Potter, are going to give me it".

Harry didn't have a mouth, so he just shook his head.

"Very well", snapped Greg. "Then we don't need to talk anymore. The Dark Lord can tell me where the other Hororuxes are himself!".

Harry's eyes widened as Greg pointed his wand directly at his knee.

"Don't laugh", Greg said. "It's the best that I can do".

He then cleared his throat.

"Cruc-"

"EXPELIARMOUS!"

Greg's wand went flying out of his hand and landed in the palm of Ginny Weasley.

"Looking for this?", she asked innocently.

Greg looked furious beyond words. He grabbed a wand from one of the dead goblins and pointed it at Ginny.

"This is the end of you, girl!", he snapped. "Avada Kedavra!".