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Chapter 12: The Day Ends…

(A/N: We baked cookies yesterday and I'm eating one now…yum!)

Professor McGonagal led the troubled group into her suite, which had a very small kitchen, where she had transfigured the refrigerator (honestly, did they really need one any way?) into a large stone and mortar oven, with a roaring fire underneath. On the counter and table were plates and dishes overflowing with cookies of all kinds: chocolate chip, vanilla bean, butter sugar, macadamia, oatmeal, pecan, peanut butter, snickerdoodles, ginger snaps, chocolate mint, Bertie Bott Bean, chocolate frog bits (some of the parts were still moving), and cockroach clusters.

"Oh, please take some," McGonagal said, holding up a dish of multi-colored cookies.

"Professor, why so many cookies?" Hermione asked as Neville and Ron stuffed chocolate frog and oatmeal cookies into their pockets.

"Oh…I've found that I bake much when I'm…she begins to tear…distraught," McGonagal said as she slumped into a chair. She was in pieces and the group began to worry. Oliver sat down by her and patted her on the back. More of a comforting pat then a congratulatory one (then again, one can congratulate her for baking so many cookies…I think I'll go get another one…yum!).

"Professor, you must tell us what happened," Harry said, looking her in the eye.

"Well, after I came here from the convention…

Professor McGonagal slid the credit card-like key into the doorknob's slot. Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick were with her. Flitwick's face was aging rapidly.

"Astonishing," McGonagal said as the door had opened from just pushing in a simple card. Professor Sprout had been chitchatting since the monorail and continued as they entered the suite. It was quite large and Sprout and McGonagal were able to share the room. It had a sitting room, a kitchenette, a bathroom with a double vanity and a separate bedroom.

"Really, Flitwick…you should just use a simple herb tea to make you taller rather than looking like a child…"

"Make myself taller? Really, you don't know how many years I've been vertically challenged and how accustomed I've gotten to it. Anyway, I haven't been a child for ages. They have so much more freedom and they don't worry so much since they haven't been educated with-" Flitwick had been interrupted by McGonagal's sudden outcry.

"Minerva!? What's wrong?" Sprout said. She saw as Minerva pointed her trembling figure to a large open wooden chest. Someone had apparently broken through the charmed locked. This was the chest that held the Hogwarts letters and within the letters held terrible news of recent events. Dumbledore had written them and felt the truth was far better than no knowledge and curiosity.

"We needed those letter for the students!" McGonagal said as they all ran around searching for them or for any clues. Finally, they gave up. What else could they do?

"We don't know what we're going to do!" wailed McGonagal. "None of us had even looked at them yet. Dumbledore had specific instructions that these letters must be very secret."

"But Professor! What's wrong with him?!" Harry shouted, having waited too long for the answer.

"I'm sorry Potter…Professor Dumbledore is just ill…"

"Malfoy already told us that much," Ron snapped.

"What else did he say?" McGonagal asked, interested by this bit of news. "I hope he didn't mislead you…"

"That's all he told us…and he said 'I hope you enjoy Hogwarts without that crackpot Dumbledore,'" Ron replied.

"Well, that's just as well…I'm certainly glad Mr. Malfoy did not tell you any more than that," McGonagal said.

"He also told us he's going to Durmstrang," Ron said. "Stupid prat finally got permission from his death eater parents…"

"Why, not only that Ronald, but Mr. Malfoy had been expelled from Hogwarts…"

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McGonagal would not tell them any more information. They got no where so they decided to try and ignore the subject and enjoy the remainder of their holiday.

"Maybe Dumbledore is just really sick and the teachers are just sad that he's a bit weak," Hermione said as they all stood in line for the monorail back to the Magic Kingdom.

"Maybe, but then why did Malfoy-"

"He's Draco Malfoy! He was probably just trying to scare us," Neville said.

"I hope you're right," Harry said quietly. He later spoke up again after they boarded the monorail. "Then why was Malfoy expelled?"

"There are many reasons why," Percy said. "But that's the least of our worries."

"Let's just all forget about it and have fun!" Oliver said. The others agreed and amazingly, they did forget. Only remembering once in a while, but they managed to wipe out their curiosity of the state of Dumbledore.

(A/N: Yeah, my lame excuse to get off that subject out of the way until the end)

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The only place they haven't been to was Adventureland, so they headed straight for it. Adventureland was a jungle like European colony. The architecture had a European settlement feel, but around one of the buildings lay the marketplace of Agrabah, the city from Aladdin!

"The Enchanted Tiki Room: Under New Management…that sounds interesting!" Neville said, pointing to the tall malasyian like building. Not knowing what to expect, the group headed inside. The theater was filled with exotic flowers and tiki heads. On stage were four birds, Michael, Pierre, Fritz, and José, "singing up a tropical storm."

"Welcome to Our Tropical Hideaway…You love me people you! If we weren't in the show starting right away we'd be in the audience too! Altogether!"

"In the Tiki Tiki Tiki Tiki Tiki Room! In the Tiki Tiki Tiki Tiki Tiki Room!"

"All the birds sing words!"

"And the flowers croon!"

" In the Tiki Tiki Tiki Tiki Tiki Room!"

The show continues and the Tiki song goes on and on. It takes the role of "It's A small World" and now the group found themselves humming the tune as they exited.

"We waited in line for 10 minutes to see a bunch of singing robot birds!" Ron said.

"Those birds were beautiful!" Ginny said.

"I liked it too," Neville said.

"It was kind of lame," Oliver said, wishing to ride something else. "How about we try…The Pirates of the Caribbean?"

They all agreed, even Neville. They found the building and once entered the line, the group found themselves inside a dark Spanish fort of the Caribbean, and soon they boarded the little boats. The little boat floated down the waterway and into a dark passage when suddenly…WHOOOSH! They had dropped down a small waterfall and then the Caribbean tour began. They passed through a dark cave where skeletons lay.

"Dead men tell no tales!" a voice echoed in the cave. The boat floated by a pirate ship which was firing cannons towards the fort opposite of it. SPLOSH! SPLOOSH! Cannons seemed as if they were whizzing over the guests' heads.

Soon they found themselves in the Caribbean town, which was being raided by the drunken pirates.

"We want the Red head!" the pirates called, as some of the poor women were being auctioned to the pirates.

"Oh no! They want me!" Ron and Ginny cried.

"Why would they want you?" Hermione said to Ron.

They continued to float through the town seeing the mess an shambles the pirates made of the town.

"Yo Ho! Yo Ho! A pirate's life for me!" the pirates sang in the background. The journey ended too soon. Everyone loved the boat ride and rode it again.

"That one with the pig…so funny," Ginny giggled as they exited the attraction.

"They looked so real though," Hermione said with a shudder. "One of them had his leg hanging over the bridge…ugh, the Imagineers worked very well on all these attractions. I've read all about them. Did you know that in Disneyland Paris, there are two pirates who actually duel? It's an amazing accomplishment for Muggles. Also, in Tokyo Disneyland, the ride is actually kind of backwards and-"

"Oh look the Jungle Cruise!" Percy said. He was glad to interrupt, but no one was listening to Hermione anyway.

"There are an awful lot of boat rides here," Harry commented. Hermione began to talk again.

"Yes, and what's more amazing is that all these rivers and such were man made. True, WDW was built over a swamp, but they created they're own waterways and-" Again Hermione was interrupted, for they were being rushed onto a cruise boat.

"Welcome to the Jungle Cruise! I'm your jungle guide Jungle Jim!" Jungle Jim said. He was an optimistic Asian boy, just out of college. Ron laughed at his name.

"Jungle Jim…hehehehe…Jungle Gym…" Ron said to himself. Neville and Harry understood the joke and they snickered as well. Hermione just rolled her eyes at them. "That can't be your real name, or is it?"

"Actually, it's Jim Shu," Jim Shu said, grinning. (Think about it…Jim Shu…Gym Shoe!) Hermione and Harry burst out laughing.

Finally, the jungle cruise began…the exotic jungle was well interpreted. Even the giant butterflies had a sense of realism. They passed elephants and hippos and lions and tigers, no bears, oh my…They passed some sort of tribal village, where spears stood up around a campfire.

"There was a tribe here, headed by their queen, Britney. And those are her spears," Jim Shu said. He paused for a response. A few muggles laughed.

"I don't get it," Ron said. After traveling through an old temple they met up with an ugly python, tangled in a tree.

"AHHHH!" Ginny squealed.

"Hiss Hissy Hisss," Harry said to it. "Ooopss…sorry."

The jungle got denser, and so did Jim's jokes. Soon, the cruise ended and the guests returned to Adventureland. It was getting late and dinnertime was drawing nearer. Everyone could tell by the growl from Ron's stomach.

"We better find our parents," Hermione said. They had earlier made plans to meet for dinner that morning. The group headed to the Crystal Palace, a beautiful restaurant that was just that, a crystal palace. They found the Grangers, Weasleys, Dursleys, Grammy Longbottom, and the Creeveys. Colin and Dennis were talking a mile a minute to Harry about all that they saw. Dudley was very quiet. He still did not mention anything to his parents.

"You're lucky," the cast member said to Mr. Dursley at the front desk. "You were very smart to make reservations this morning and we just cleaned a large block of tables."

"Good for you Uvvern," Grammy Longbottom said to Uncle Vernon. "You and Marigold were very wise to make reservations." They had a wonderful dinner at the Crystal Palace and ate to their fill. As they exited, they exited just in time to see the amazing light parade, Spectromagic, and the Fantasy in the Sky fireworks display. It indeed was a magical day and Harry was glad he had decided to come. Walt Disney World is truly a place were magic lives.

Phew! What a day! 12 chapters of Magic Kingdom! Don't worry, there's only three more parks to visit, and MK being my favorite park, it was indeed the longest and first. I hope y'all are enjoying Harry's visit to WDW and please don't get mad at me for not telling you about Dumbledore! I really want to finish this story! It's so exciting I can't wait! Please be patient, for updates are starting to slooooow down. I'm sorry for any inconveniences, and like Putercat says, "Have a magical day!"