Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter or anything associated with that universe. This is complete fiction: HP belongs to JK Rowling.

AN: I don't know if England has theme parks, but let's pretend that they do. I'm using the theme park closest to my location as a basis for this theme park. Does anyone think that they are out of character? Sorry if they are! Let me know what you think about the story!

Chapter Four: The Amusement Park

"Wow! I've never been to anything like this before! It looks brilliant!" Harry exclaimed as my dad pulled the car up in front of the amusement park. I smiled and we both got out, gazing up at the Ferris Wheel and different roller coasters.

"Okay guys. You two have fun, and Hermione, just call me when you are ready to come home, okay?" My dad said from his place behind the wheel. We turned back to face him and I nodded my head, bending down to kiss his cheek. "Thanks for the ride dad. See you in a bit."

He waved and pulled off. Harry turned and looked at me.

"Hermione, this is too much. You already bought me my very own snitch, you invited me to stay with you, and now all of this..."

I pushed my hair back off of my shoulders and smiled.

"Harry, don't worry about it. Besides, Mum and Dad gave me the money to get in the park today, and to get something to eat. Consider it their birthday present to you," I said, linking my arm through his. He just shook his head.

"I'm just going to stop protesting. You get me at every turn," He said. I began to walk toward the front entrance where the ticket booths are located, forcing Harry to come along.

"Of course I do. I am the top of our class, after all, " I joked, handing the man behind the counter our money. He gave us our tickets and we moved on past the front gates.

"Okay Ms. Smarty-Pants. What do you want to ride first?" Harry asked me. I looked around for a minute.

"Well, since you've never been to anything like this before, do you want to try a roller coaster?" I asked, pointing to one that had three big loops and several twists and turns. Harry gazed up at it with a huge smile on his face.

"Let's go for it!" He exclaimed. I laughed and we joined the line in front of the roller coaster called, "The Rings of Fire."

As we were waiting in line I saw a movement out of the corner of my eye, someone waving at me. I turned to look, trying not to draw Harry's attention to the person. For half a second there, Tonks was waving at me from beside the water-dunking booth. Then, in the blink of an eye she had changed her hair color and other features, causing her to look like a young, normal muggle girl. She was standing with a man who looked to be in his late thirties. Squinting for a minute I realized that it was probably Professor Lupin under polyjuice potion or something of that sort.

You see, although Dumbledore granted permission for Harry to come here for a few weeks during the summer, he did it on one condition. We would be 'watched over' by at least two or three fully trained wizards during our outings. Harry wasn't to know this, because then he would probably lose that sense of freedom he so desperately loves. I'm not quite sure why Harry hasn't figured out that someone is watching him. I mean, Dumbledore certainly wouldn't let Harry go off unprotected in the muggle world. I suppose that Dumbledore thinks that between Harry, Tonks, Lupin and myself we can handle any trouble that comes our way.

The Order thinks it's unlikely that Voldemort will attack before the start of the school year, what with all of his most trusted death eaters being sent to Azkaban for the incident at the Ministry of Magic last term. Professor Dumbledore wrote to me that the dark lord would probably spend the summer trying to come up with a new attack plan and spend time trying to recruit more death eaters. He mentioned to me that something was being done to try and thwart Voldemort's efforts, but said nothing else on the subject.

Anyway, Lupin and Tonks were supposed to blend into the crowd so that Harry wouldn't notice them. I suppose they just wanted to let me know that they were watching. I wiggled my fingers at Tonks before turning back around.

"What were you doing?" Harry asked me, raising an eyebrow. I just shrugged and looked away from him.

"Oh, just waving to a friend of mine and her brother. They used to live next door to me a few years ago. Ah, here we are," I said as we stepped up to the ticket counter. I gave the man the correct amount of tickets and we snagged a cart in the middle. There were two people to a seat, so that worked out fine.  A big metal bar came down over our laps, and yellow vest like set of bars came down over our heads to rest on our shoulders.

"I warn you. I do tend to scream on these rides," I said.

"Now you warn me," He replied jokingly. The ride began to shift and I grabbed onto the shoulder bars, holding tightly. Harry glanced over at me, amused.

"Scared, Hermione?" He asked. I nodded.

"I've been on this before. I love rides like this because they scare me so much. It's an adrenaline kick," I said. The ride began to pick up speed and it was too hard to yell over the noise and the wind. Down and up, around, sideways, over loops we went. We zoomed over the biggest loop and when we got to the point where we were hanging upside down, the ride halted for a few seconds, leaving us dangling in mid air. Harry and I were both screaming our lungs out. Finally the ride whooshed back down the loop. The entire ride took only a few minutes, but they seemed to last forever. The carts pulled up in front of the platform and stopped. Slowly the bars retracted and Harry climbed out, holding out a hand to help me climb down.

"Ugh. I feel sick.  I don't think we should have gone on something like that after breakfast," I said.  We walked down the metal stairs and back onto the grounds.

" You could have thought of that before the ride!" Harry exclaimed, holding his stomach. We stumbled over to a nearby bench and sat down.

"You wanted to go on the ride too!" I pointed out, breathing in and out slowly. My stomach was feeling a bit better since we moved to the bench. We sat there for about fifteen more minutes, enough time to ensure that our stomachs would hold down breakfast. We decided to go on the bumper cars, where we learned that neither of us should be getting behind the wheel of a vehicle anytime soon. After that we rode 'The Thunderbolt,' which has cars that spin you in circles. That ride was lots of fun, so we went on it twice.

We rode 'The Tornado' which has individual seats that turn and spin by themselves. There was also 'Cliffhanger,' 'Space,' 'the Gravitron,' and 'The Inverter.' Then Harry convinced me to get on 'Pitfall,' which is a ride that has seats that wind all the way around a big pole and leaves the riders legs dangling out in the air. It takes you up about four or five stories in the air, and then drops you straight down. The ride produced that horrible falling feeling that I detest. We climbed off the ride and I wrapped my arms around myself, shivering from the sensation.

"Hey, are you all right?" Harry asked me as he walked up next to me. I nodded but didn't say anything. He put his arm around my shoulder and turned me to face him.

"Hermione, do you need to sit down? What's wrong?" He questioned, leading me over to some fold out chairs by a balloon-popping booth. I sat down and took a slow breath.

"Nothing, I just hate that feeling. It terrifies me. That's one reason I won't get on a broom, because I'm afraid of falling off and plummeting to the ground," I confessed.

"But you ride the roller coasters and those other rides that dip you upside down," Harry said, obviously confused. I gave him a slow smile.

"Right, but they only hold you like that for a few seconds, and they don't shoot you straight down. It's not a falling feeling like 'The Pitfall,' is," I explained.  Harry put his arm around me again and rubbed my shoulder lightly with his fingers.

"Why did you go on it then?" He asked.

"Well, I had never been on it, so I figured I might as well try it out. Plus you wanted to go on it, and I drug you on that roller coaster...." I told him, trying to concentrate on the words coming out of my mouth and not his hand on my shoulder. Harry chuckled a bit at this, which made me give him a questioning look.

"Brave 'Mione. Next time just tell me, okay? " He asked, standing up. I nodded and stood up beside him.

"Promise," I said, feeling a bit better. We walked around for a few minutes before we stopped in front of a small red booth. It was one of those games where you have to knock the milk bottles over with a ball. For every bottle you knock over the higher your score goes, and the prizes vary for the different score ranges. The pudgy, balding man in a red striped suit stood behind the counter, advertising the game in a big booming voice. He seemed to spot us just as we stopped.

"Hello! Hello young man, come on over and win a pretty prize for your pretty girl there. Step right up and win that lovely lady a prize!" The man exclaimed. I looked at Harry, who just winked at me handed the man some tickets. Harry got two tries, and knocked down all the bottles on both tries.

"Well look-y here folks! The young man has done it; he has knocked down twenty bottles! Little lady choose your prize!" The man exclaimed. I looked at Harry again, who just nodded his head.  I looked over the array of stuffed animals and finally chose a huge stuffed teddy bear. The man handed him to me and smiled. As we walked away we heard him yelling in that booming voice, " See if you can match the young man! Step right up and throw the ball! "

I looked over at Harry as we walked. "Thanks so much Harry! He's adorable!" I said, hugging the big stuffed animal.

Harry laughed and looked at me," It was nothing Hermione. I don't know how you can see while you are carrying that thing though. What are you going to name him?"

I thought about it for a few minutes. "I think I'll call him P.J."

Harry looked at quizzically. "P.J.?"

I nodded, "Yeah. Your last two initials are J. and P. Switch 'em around and you get PJ."

Harry looked at me like I was insane. "Okaaaay. Sure."

I smacked him on his arm and led him over to the Ferris Wheel. "Let's go on this next. You can see everything in the park from here."

Harry agreed and we climbed aboard, leaving PJ in the care of the man operating the machine. Slowly our chair made it to the top, stopping for a few minutes as custom.

"I've had a lot of fun today Hermione," Harry said. I looked over at him and smiled.

"Good, I'm glad. I wanted to do something different for you. I know that everything stresses you out sometimes, so I thought maybe we could use a day of fun."

Harry grinned," Oh it was fun. Even the part where I almost threw up because someone wanted to go on the roller coaster right after we ate breakfast."

I swatted his knee," Yeah, well you got me back for it on that free-fall ride. So shut your mouth Potter."

We laughed good-naturedly for a minute before becoming quiet again. "Do you think Ron is having fun?" I asked, gazing out at the park, shivering a bit in the wind. Suddenly I felt Harry's arm around my shoulders.

"Yes, I imagine he is. I'd love to see him again though," Harry said, squeezing my shoulder gently.

"Me too. Though I'm pretty comfortable right where I am," I said, reveling in the feeling of his arm around me. 'Where did these feelings come from, and what did all of this mean?' I wondered to myself.

"I agree. I wouldn't change this day for all the galleons in the world," Harry replied. This caused a slow smile to spread over my face.

If only I had known what was to come, I would have cherished those moments even more.