A/N: Well, here we are again

A/N: Well, here we are again. In a short recap, in the first part, my friends and I found out that Hogwarts students were at Dorney Park among us. So, we decided to find them and went to one of the park's restaurants to come up with a plan.

Things I need to explain: Starkey Academy. You'll see how that comes about, but when Meryl and I mention "Starkey," "Lennon," "Harrison," and "Ringo," we're referring to none other than The Beatles, Ringo Starr (his real name is Richard Starkey), John Lennon, George Harrison, and there's Paul McCartney, too, but he isn't mentioned. Where I say something about Albino, and Meryl says "Vinny?" she's referring to a guy at our school. For some reason people call him "Albino" (or, at least, they used to), even though he has brown hair. And brown eyes, too, I think, so he's far from an albino. Of course, there was that Halloween one year… And then, at the end, I say something about "them." What I mean there is the stuck up preps that infest my school. They're so annoying, and think they're so much better than everyone else, and I just hate them. 'Nuff said. And everything else is pretty much explained in the text. =)

Disclaimer: All of the Harry Potter stuff belongs to J.K. Rowling, and Dorney Park belongs to Cedar Fair. Oh, and "Yellow Tubey Thing" pretty much belongs to me, but the tune belongs to The Beatles.

Wizards' Day Out

Part 2

After our little conference, we split up and went in pairs to two different places in the park. Rachel and Ellen headed towards Thunder Canyon, where Meryl and I would end up later. We were heading back to the catering grove, where we'd start the first part of the plan.

I looked around at the bunch of witches and wizards from a bench near The Whip. "Okay, so all we have to do is lure four of them to go on Thunder Canyon and stow their robes behind the sign that says how tall you have to be to ride. How hard could it be?"

"It depends all on who we get to go on," Meryl replied.

"And it has to be four of them."

"Yeah."

"Alright, well, let's go," I said after seeing two guys and two girls leave the catering area and head up the hill. We noticed that the two girls were twins, so we figured that they were Padma and Parvati Patil.

As we followed them inconspicuously, we strained to hear snippets of their conversation while staying a bit behind them. From the direction that they were walking, we figured out that they were going to Hang Time, and our suspicions were confirmed when they walked into the line for the ride, where, of course, we followed them. And just to our good fortune, they were looking at Thunder Canyon and talking about going on it next.

After the screams of the last raft from Thunder Canyon subsided, Meryl pointed to it and said to them, "So, you're going on Thunder Canyon next?"

One of the twins responded, "Maybe. We're not sure if it would be too wild."

"We've been on it plenty of times. It's not that bad at all. It's a great ride," I was making sure that I was going to get them to go on Thunder Canyon.

"What's this one like?" The black boy asked us.

"It's really cool. You go around a few times, and then you go upside down." I noticed the disappointed looks on their faces. "It doesn't sound like much, but you'll like it when you get on," I assured them with a smile, mostly directed at the boy with sandy blonde hair. He was kinda cute.

"Oh! The line's moving!" Squealed the other twin.

While we were walking up the ramp to the ride, Meryl and I squabbled in mime over who would get to sit next to the blonde boy. Since I was in front of her in line to start with, I won, but she got her laugh when the ride operator held up their stick to make sure that I was tall enough to ride.

We then slinked onto the ride, and when the gondola was full, the safety harnesses came down, and a chorus of groans and shouts could be heard from the pressure of them, mostly from the males on the ride. The ride went into motion, swinging from back to front as it moved in a circular motion for a minute or so. Then it stopped at its resting position (as described previously), and locked in place. This was accompanied by the sound of air being let out of the machinery that worked the ride. I had to resist all urges to say, "Ewww… Merrrrryl!" because the noise sounded much like flatulence.

When Hang Time actually went upside down, everyone was screaming while I just enjoyed the view. Thunder Canyon looks quite interesting upside down. I could have fallen asleep, and on some occasions, I have.

Before we knew it, the ride was over, and we were teetering back towards the ground. "Great ride, huh?" I mumbled to the blonde guy. He grinned back in agreement.

The harnesses then rose again, and we stumbled to our feet and off the ride. My hair was a mess, as well as anyone else's who had hair long enough to get messed up. When I used my fingers to comb through it, my hair got stuck in something a bit sticky and I heard Meryl gasp.

"Mel, you have GUM in your hair!" She said.

"Oh no, not AGAIN!" I whined. Once, when I was about 12, I went to see Scream 2 with Rachel and Ellen, and a classmate of ours who was sitting a few rows back threw gum in my hair. When I discovered it, I tried to steal my friends' Santa hats (it was around Christmas) to cover it up. Stupid Richard.

One of the girls heard us panicking and said, "Don't worry. I'll fix it for you in the bathroom," and motioned to us to start walking there.

"Where is the bathroom, anyway?" The other girl asked.

Their being twins was starting to really bamboozle me. I looked from one of the girls to the other confusedly and pointed in the direction of the bathroom.

"Yes, they are twins," The blonde boy said with an Irish accent.

"I surmised that much," I replied.

At arriving in front of the bathroom, one of the twins told the other twin, Meryl, and the two guys, who we learned to be named Seamus and Dean, to wait outside for us. "Okay, Mel, come over here," The twin said while gesturing to the handicapped stall. I gave her a funny look, but complied anyway.

"There's more room in here," She replied, "By the way, my name's Padma. My sister is Parvati."

She took a look at my hair that was entangled in the icky pink gum. "Don't tell anyone that I did this," She told me while taking a wand out of her robe. "Resinaeus!"

The gum fell to the ground, and my hair was nice and smooth, as if nothing had happened to it. Before she exited the stall, I caught her with, "So, you're a witch, too?"

Padma jerked around. "Are you a witch?"

"Er, yes."

"Where do you go to school?"

I had to think fast if I was to dig myself out of the hole. "Starkey Academy of Magic."

"Starkey? Never heard of it."

"Oh? Odd," I replied, "Where do you go?"

"Hogwarts," She said matter-of-factly.

"Oh! That's in England, isn't it?"

"Yeah."

"That's why you haven't heard about Starkey. It's here in America."

"Oh," Padma said understandingly, and then walked out of the stall, took a quick glance in one of the mirrors, and went out of the bathroom. I followed her out, minus the mirror part.

When we got outside of the bathroom, Meryl was telling Dean, Seamus and Parvati about Bob, an employee at Dorney that we like to stalk. I was thinking that Meryl shouldn't get so chummy with them, since we were going to have to ditch them after Thunder Canyon.

"Alright," I declared, announcing that Padma and I were back, "Onward to Thunder Canyon!"

While the four non-Muggles started walking towards Thunder Canyon, I made sure that Meryl and I hung back a bit from them so they couldn't hear what we were saying. "Meryl," I said under my breath, "I told Padma that we're witches. From Starkey Academy of Magic."

She slapped me. "Starkey? Was that the best you could do?"

"Jeez!" I defended, "I had to come up with something, and that was the first thing that popped into my head!"

"Hmph. Why couldn't Lennon or Harrison have 'popped' into your head?"

I just rolled my eyes in response. "Nothing wrong with Ringo," I muttered.

By that time, we had finally made it to the entrance to Thunder Canyon, and Meryl and I saw Ellen and Rachel sitting on a nearby bench. Rachel gave us a little nod to acknowledge that she saw us.

"Okay, well, we're going to get soaked, so I don't know about you," I said, looking at Dean, Seamus, Padma and Parvati, "but I'm going to take off my shoes and socks and leave them here."

At that prompt, Meryl took off her shoes and socks, too, and the witches and wizards took of their robes, exactly like we had planned, and we stowed everything behind the sign. Padma and Parvati were wearing tankini swimsuits and the guys had swimming trunks on. No shirts. Nice. Very nice! Meryl and I had planned ahead for a day at Dorney, so we were wearing board shorts. I was wearing my Hawaiian print tank top, and Meryl was wearing her John Lennon t-shirt, which was one of her many.

Then we scampered up the ramp to the ride. It wasn't quite as fun going on Thunder Canyon as it was last year, because the whole Thunder Canyon gang didn't work there anymore. The Canyon Crew had gotten to know the Thunder Canyon employees quite well. At least, too well for their liking.

We hopped into a yellow tubey thing, number 9, and were lucky that it was only the six of us. I ended up on the end, next to the step, and next to Padma. Meryl was across from me, between Dean and Parvati.

When the ride started, Meryl and I twisted around nervously as we always do, knowing that the waterfalls would be coming. We even led everyone in singing our parody of The Beatles' "Yellow Submarine," "Yellow Tubey Thing."

In a park where we have gone

Was a ride with tubey things

And they all were diff'rent hues

Red and blue and yellow too

So we walked up to the gate

Til we found a guy named Bob

And he led us all aboard

Onto the yellow tubey thing