Last chapter everybody. It's been a blast.

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"So mister…Potter, it says here you're a quite the wizard."

"I am. Now if you would kindly explain what the hell I am doing here."

Jareth smirked.

"It appears one of your teachers decided you'd look better as a goblin, a mister Snape I believe."

Harry scowled before leaning back in his chair. He knew, of course, how the Labyrinth worked. They'd covered the subject in fifth year.

"Is the bastard even going to attempt to get me out of here?"

"Oh he did try; I believe his time ran out while he was busy with a peach."

Harry hesitated a moment before asking, "Do I even want to know what could distract him so well?"

Jareth's smirk intensified as he began to describe a scene involving the potions master, Draco Malfoy, and various items of leather and chains.

In his opinion, Harry made a very satisfying thud as he fainted dead away.

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Meanwhile Snape was busy desperately trying to explain to Dumbledore exactly why he'd failed in rescuing the wizarding world's only chance of stopping Voldemort.