A/N- And... Random Person (guest) has guessed the correct countries! *gives lollipop* Still waiting on the grasslands, though, but I will close it after the seventh chapter, and whoever guessed the closest gets the virtual donuts. And the next chapter is...

Umbridge kept running away from Russia. When the house disappeared over the horizon, she was exhausted. She closed her eyes and stumbled on. It wasn't like a Dementor was going to jump out and attack her.

If she had not looked up in time, she might have almost slammed into the tree that was now in front of her. Behind it extended a forest. Umbridge, once again going against common sense, decided to go through.

She walked until she encountered a stream. Sighing, she wet her hands and splashed her face with water. What a relief after that vodka, plus all the walking she'd done!

Only then did she notice the deer on the other side of the stream, calmly sipping water. She gasped. A deer! So light and graceful. If only I could pet it, Umbridge thought. Wait, maybe I can! I just reach over the stream, and touch it! She decided to act on her thoughts, and stretched her short arm over the steam. Just a few more centimeters... Aha! Her sausage fingers brushed the deer's skin-

Oh. It was a moose. How could she have not noticed those antlers before?

"Yaaaaaaaaaaah!" Umbridge screamed as it charged, leaping over the small stream and heading straight for her. She was panicking so much she couldn't find the right words for a spell. The moose backed her up against the tree, twitched its ear...

And bounded off into the forest.

The throbbing in Umbridge's head had increased minutely. She tried thinking to push the pain aside, but all she could think of were questions. Why did that strange man try to make me his servant? Why did he call his pipe a "magic stick"? Why didn't that moose kill me? Was it bewitched? What's this forest? Where am I?

Umbridge barely noticed when she came upon a clearing. When she did, she was elated to see the house in the center. I can get food, and sleep! she thought. It was getting dark quickly, and she needed a bed to rest in. She could go without dinner today.

She walked up to the front of the house and rang the doorbell. There was no answer, so she "Alohomora"d the door and invited herself in. After all, the High Inquisitor of Hogwarts could do anything.

Suddenly, there was a buzzing sound. Umbridge spun around, only to see a wall of red lasers surrounding her. She attempted walking through the light cage. When that didn't work, she tried casting spells, but they seemed to just pass through.

Umbridge turned around to see a boy of about 19 standing there. He adjusted his glasses and asked, "Who are you and what are you doing in my house?" He stuck his head through the door frame to another room and said something Umbridge couldn't hear. Two other boys, one very short, joined the one with glasses.

"Unlock your technology this instant, you filthy Muggles!" she spat.

They just watched in amusement. "Hello. I'm Estonia," the one with glasses said. "This is Latvia," he tapped the short one on the shoulder "and Lithuania." He gestured to the remaining boy.

"Would you like some tea?" the short one asked.

"Oh of course!" she replied, not noticing him exchange mischievous look with the one with glasses.

Estonia took a remote out of his pocket. He pressed a few buttons, and the laser web started moving, forcing Umbridge to walk along. She was led into the kitchen. The web stopped right above a chair. Umbridge sat down. Latvia started to make tea. After he poured hot water on the teabag, he left the room with Estonia and Lithuania.

Umbridge was just about to put the cup to her lips when Lithuania popped his head in the room. "We've decided you can stay for the night. It's getting dark." Umbridge decided to display a false sense of gratitude. "Why, thank you!" she simpered. "I don't know how far I am from home."

The three boys directed her to the couch. Umbridge plopped down, with the laser cage still surrounding her. They turned off the light and left.

It was nearly an hour before Umbridge managed to fall asleep. The light was keeping her up, as well as those strange scuffling noises coming from upstairs...

Umbridge yawned and stretched her arms. Where am I? she thought. Her headache was even worse now, due to the vodka she drank. Then she remembered the events of the previous night. The red web was still around her. "Hem, hem. Hello? May someone please get this strange thing off me?"

No answer. Umbridge decided that they had gone out for the morning. She came up with a plan. Propping herself up on the couch, she grabbed her wand, and with a little flick, Apparated outside the laser cage.

She walked to the kitchen. Seeing nobody there, she decided to make breakfast. As food tasted so much better if you didn't conjure it, Umbridge rummaged through the cupboard and found a box of pancake mix. She walked to the counter, and slipped on a puddle of water that sent her sprawling on the floor.

A faint click of a camera came from the shadows. "Who's there?" Umbridge asked, pushing herself up. Probably just the wind or something, she thought. She grabbed the pancake mix and dumped some into a large bowl that was sitting on the counter. After looking through the ice-box (she sadly didn't know the name) she found some eggs and milk. She cracked the eggs and poured the milk into a bowl, then started mixing with a spoon.

Once the batter was no longer lumpy, Umbridge stopped stirring. She didn't know what to do next, as she had failed to read the instructions on the back of the pancake box. Deciding to just do what her gut told her, she simply took out the spoon and put the bowl in the microwave. Umbridge fiddled with the controls. How confusing Muggle things are! she thought. The screen read "10:54" right when Umbridge pressed the "Start" button.

The microwave started. Umbridge waited. And waited. And waited, until the microwave door burst open, splashing half-cooked batter onto Umbridge, now furious and sopping wet. Some mix was stuck in her hair, and she desperately tried to claw it out. The microwave, however, kept going even though it was open.

Another click could have been heard if you listened closely enough, but the buzzing of the microwave drowned out the sound.

Umbrdige, shocked by the explosion, grabbed a few paper towels and tried to wipe herself off. Then she walked to the front door and went outside. She rolled around in the front yard, trying to get the batter off. After she had done a decent job, she closed the front door and walked off. Today she would have to skip breakfast.

Meanwhile, Estonia, Latvia, and Lithuania crouched over a computer in a room on the second floor. "Great job Latvia," Lithuania whispered. "You should become a photographer someday." Estonia uploaded the photos and videos to the computer. He attached them to an email and pressed "send". A confirmation message appeared:

Successfully sent to: Tea_Gentleman at hetaworld dot com.

Estonia smiled and closed the window.

A/N- After that second paragraph, I hope you were having mental images of Umbridge slamming into trees :) Remember, Umbridge still has a headache. I still haven't forgotten about Russia. He'll be coming soon. Also, feel free to correct any typos I have (even if they're in the A/N!) It'll make me a better writer. Whoever first says the fact that inspired the idea of a forest gets 2 cupcakes, and first person to guess the next two countries in the next chapter gets a cookie! Don't forget that you can still guess the grasslands. Anyway, enough of my rambling- Please review!