*Just a quick shout-out to Rose Jackson, who gave me the ideas for this chapter, and has supported me all the way through when it comes to this book. Here's to you, Rose, and all of my HiH friends!*

 The next 6 months surprisingly went by somewhat smoothly, contrary to Hazel's worrisome beliefs. Every day meant a new hiding spot and a new reason to worry, along with the fact that there were a ton of curious Gryffindors. Due to the mishaps (Jack getting curious and disasters that happened with no logical explanation), Hazel had earned herself several odd looks and rivalries from certain teachers. Even Trelawney had given her one or two curious glares.

 But every day had ended up being (supposedly) normal, and now the year had ended, much to Hazel's grief, because it was her time to leave Hogwarts for the summer. But she just simply couldn't leave Jack and Sally behind like that! So they had to conjure up a plan to get them on that train!

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 Professor Trelawney slowly walked down the now empty halls of Hogwarts, clutching supplies in her arms for her classroom. Behind her, a large mass of burlap seemed to be following her, and was not much in a hurry (can you guess who it is?). Oogie Boogie suddenly found a way to corner Trelawney against the wall, and immediately questioned her. "All right, Balloon Eyes, who runs this club?" She couldn't speak. All she did was point in the direction that Dolores Jane Umbridge had just walked in, and her hands were shaking like leaves. Her eyes were so wide through her glasses that you'd think they'd pop any minute.

 When Oogie lumbered off in that direction, Trelawney dropped everything and ran the opposite way.

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  On the Hogwarts Express, Hazel, Jack, and Sally sat innocently in a Gryffindor compartment, Jack and Sally clad in robes of older students that Hazel had "borrowed." Whenever somebody came by to say hello, the plan was to just say that their "makeup" was a family tradition.

 Sally, being the intellectual of the group, had seriously doubted that this would work, seeing as how it was one of those last-minute plans that seemed kind of cheesy. Yet, for once, she had been proved wrong because it had worked every time. 

 "I think this is going to work like a charm," Hazel said slyly, with a smug look on her face, "Like a charm..."

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 Dolores Umbridge had been exiting the school, being forced to show first-years how to get to the (if not obviously seen) Hogwarts Express train. She thought to herself, I'm supposed to be judging Witches and Wizards against their rights, not guiding 11 year olds to some train.

 On her high horse, Umbridge didn't even notice the exact same mass following behind her as had Trelawney. Hearing one of Oogie's steps, she turned around and wasn't even an eighth as scared as Trelawney was. "Are you the one in charge here?" he questioned relentlessly in his gravelly voice, and Umbridge could see an assortment of insects inside his mouth and commented, "How repulsive!"

 "Are you trying to make a dupe outta me?! You ARE the one Balloon Eyes was talkin' about! I can tell by your snotty remarks!" Darkness over came her, and it seemed she had been stuffed in a sack. Whilst configuring her situation, Umbridge heard hacking laughs from outside of the bag, and shouted "WHAT UNACCEPTABLE BEHAVIOR!"