I am so sorry for being 2 weeks behind! I am the Assistant Stage Manager for an opera, and we were having dress rehearsals and tech week. We opened Thursday, and have another performance tonight. I will post the two chapters I was supposed to have put up before, as well as the one for today, so I will be back on schedule. Hopefully this will be the first and last time I am late updating.

I do thank my two reviewers-

Sailor Violin- Thank you for catching up and reviewing!

BlueSunsetWaters- I'm glad you liked it! I've been to Disneyland too, and it's awesome!

Enjoy the next three chapters!

Chapter 14: Seeing Stars

"Come on Sar," teased Fred. "No hint about today?"

"Nothing for your best friends?" asked George. "After all we've done for you?"

"All?" Sarah laughed. "Who do you think you are?"

"So it's still a 'no'?" asked Fred. "Very well then, you leave us no choice. George, Plan B." He reached forward and grabbed Sarah, picked her up, and put her on the ground. George meanwhile took out a small feather and waved his wand over it. It began to twitch.

"No!" cried Sarah, knowing what it was. "Don't tickle me with that thing again! I nearly set the tapestry at Hogwarts on fire last time!"

George put the feather on her, and it began tickling her.

"Boys, it's time to go," said Molly, looking through the door. She saw Sarah rolling with laughter on the floor, being tickled by the feather. She looked at her sons, infuriated. "Didn't I tell you before we came here not to bring any of your inventions here?! You stop that feather right now, and if I catch you using it again, I'll have Callista and Ayden send you two right back home, do you hear me?!"

"Yes Mum."

"Sorry Mum."

"Just make it stop!" Sarah laughed, now in tears.

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Sarah sat next to Luna on the way to the last secret destination. The flight was long, but not as long as the one coming from England. They had time for two movies, one classic, and one contemporary. When the captain came over the speaker to tell everyone they would be landing soon, the whole cabin cheered.

"We're going to Hollywood!" shouted Sarah.

Having just watched two movies and having heard about the city from the McFlairs, the guests were very excited.

The jet touched down in a private plane airstrip near LAX, and everyone thanked the crew, since they would be driving from Hollywood to Malibu. The white limo that greeted them was filled, and Ron looked at Harry and whispered, "How many limos do they have?"

Sarah heard him.

"We only have eight. Half are white, for the day, the other half are black, for night travel. We have four regular and four stretch. This one is a white stretch, only because of all the luggage. We usually only use a stretch for formal occasions."

"And she says it like it's a normal thing," said George, shaking his head and getting inside.

The ride to Hollywood was fun. They were only spending the day there, so they didn't stop at a hotel.

Charlie, the chauffeur, took them past all the famous buildings, even if their wizarding friends could not fully appreciate them. They drove around Universal City and past the gate to Paramount Pictures and Warner Brothers. They drove past the Disney and NBC buildings, and saw countless billboards, posters, and a million other advertisements for movies not yet in theaters.

The limo dropped them off on Hollywood Boulevard, right in front of Grauman's Chinese Theater. Sarah ran around the forecourt, pointing out her favorite actors and actresses whose feet and handprints were immortalized in the cement. They took a tour of the famous premiere movie theater, and had their picture taken in the forecourt. Stopping every so often in the stores, the group walked down the Walk of Fame, looking at the stars in the sidewalk.

The McFlairs suggested to eating at their favorite restaurant for dinner, and with that the first part of the vacation came to an end. It was time to get in the limo and go to the McFlairs' home.

The drive took a little less than an hour, and the guests were very excited when they pulled up to a large ornate gate. It opened, and the limo continued up the driveway. They drove away from the road, until you could no longer see it, and suddenly there was no missing the tall building in front of them. It was twenty-two stories with a large fountain in front, surrounded by the wrap-around driveway.

"Welcome to the McFlair estate," said Callista.

Even though I am posting three at once, reviews for each individual chapter would rock. Let me know what you think!

Haras