Charlie eventually gave Ginny her bottled water ("I don't get the fuss.  This is just a plastic bottle.") Ron eventually tore himself away from Hermione when Ginny started screaming the password and alarming the neighbors. 

Charlie and Ron returned to the room and found Harry lying on his back on one of the beds.

Harry wasn't crying, but he was about as close as boys can get to shedding tears. 

Ron tried talking to him, but Charlie interrupted him, "Don't talk to him now, Ron.  Let him think.  He needs to do some serious thinking.  Very serious.  This is an extremely serious…"

"Stop saying that word!"  Harry suddenly screamed, feeling worse than he had been before, if that was possible.

"What?  'Serious'?"  Charlie asked puzzled.

Harry didn't answer.

Ron pulled Charlie aside and told him urgently, "Don't mention his godfather's name anymore, you idiot."

Back in the girls' room, Hermione was trying to pry out the events of the evening from Ginny.  But Ginny was still fuming from her interaction with Harry.  Ginny didn't even want to think about Harry, let alone talk to Hermione about him. 

And in the back of everyone's minds was the prospect of going to Disneyland tomorrow, and the mystery of who was Silas and what would they do to him?

And it had started raining outside.

Charlie drove the blue Volvo to Disneyland early the nest morning.  Ginny rode shotty because she didn't want to sit in the back seat with Harry, Ron and Hermione.  Though all three of them were dying to talk to her.  Ginny, the outsider, the youngest, suddenly had the rest of the group anxious to see her next move.  

The entrance to Disneyland was not overly crowded, even though they had arrived just when it opened.  It was a beautiful sunny day.  The previous night's rain had ceased and now revealed a lush summer sum.  But none of their moods had recovered from the storm.    

"Do you guys think Silas already went inside the park?"  Ron tentatively asked, trying to just make conversation. 

"Probably.  I'll bet he's in line at Splash Mountain right now." Charlie said, as he sorted through his credit cards. 

They fell back into a heavy silence.

"Let's go to him now." Harry said defiantly.

"I think I would rather go the Actually Magical Kingdom first."  Ginny quickly chirped.  She did not address Harry as she said this; she seemed to be talking to Hermione and Ron only. 

"Guys, do you want to go the wizard part after we beat Silas?"   Harry addressed Ron and Hermione, too.  He wanted to look at Ginny, but couldn't.   He knew that she didn't want to look at him.  He felt so bad.  Silas would be like a punching bag.  He could let all of his frustration with a few good kicks.

"But don't you think we would get kicked out of the park for beating up on Silas?  I wouldn't want to miss out on any rides."  Ginny said, not letting her eyes flick to Harry.
"You missed out on this one."  Harry blurted.

"Oh I did not, you big faker.  I've got a front of the line pass if I ever choose to use it."  Ginny said.

"Whoa.  I think we ought to go inside now."  Charlie interrupted. 

Charlie passed out their tickets.  Once inside the entrance, they were greeted by Snow White and Aladdin.  Hermione and Ginny shrieked.  Even Ron got a little excited.  Who doesn't love Disney?  Disney himself was a wizard, though he had soon found that the real money was made selling stuff to muggles.

"Let's get a picture!"  Ginny whipped out a disposable muggle camera.  Charlie had advised her not to use a wizard camera because the majority of Disneyland was muggle-land. 

Harry was too scared to hurry her along.  He got in the picture with Snow White.  She was hot.  Aladdin scared him a little.

Charlie was following the map to Splash Mountain.  "This way guys.  It is in Fantasy Land, no, wait, that is wrong.  It is in Adventure Land…"

"Oh give me that. You stupid Squib."  Hermione was in a pissy mood too.  She yanked the map from Charlie, read it for too seconds, and then "We passed it."

"Hermione, that was rude.  I am not a squib.  I can do magic." Charlie defended himself.  He did not know what to do anymore.  These teenagers were acting all moody.  What was up with that?

Somehow there was already a line for Splash Mountain.  The park had only been open an hour, tops.  They moved to get in line behind a tall, blonde girl dressed in stylish muggle clothes when they heard a taunting voice coming from a crowd to their right.

They whipped around.  Dopey, the dwarf, was walking towards Harry.  The blonde in front of them turned to watch.  Disney characters were supposed to be friendly.  

"I knew you liked Splash Mountain, Harry."  Dopey sneered.

Harry punched the Disney character hard in the stomach. 

The blonde was watching the fight intently, but nobody noticed her.  Nor did anyone else in the line seem to realize that a Dopey fight was about to break out. 

Harry kicked Dopey in the knees.  Dopey kneeled over.  Harry lifted off his Dopey mask and Silas's cold blue eyes stared up at him.

"Unfair! How did you know it was me?!"  Silas called from the pavement to Harry, as he towered over him.

"You stupid Squib."  Harry muttered, mimicking Hermione's put down.

"How did you know?" Silas shrieked

"What?!  You mean you actually are a squib!  That's classic" Ron yelled.

"Shut up you stupid boy!  My life has been cursed ever since I was born such a disappointment to my noble father." Silas said, trying to stand up from the ground.

Harry kicked him in the stomach hard, and Silas, in his Dopey clothes, keeled over again.

"AAugh! I am Dudemort!  You, aghh, shouldn't be able to kick me!  My dad told me you were just a stupid teenager!" 

"He was right about that."  Ginny muttered.

Hermione elbowed Ginny hard in the ribs.  "Whose side are you on?"

"Harry's." Ginny replied.

"Then don't make him miserable." Hermione warned.

Harry had luckily not heard Ginny's cut.

"Well, looks like your daddy was wrong."  Harry taunted.

"My daddy is perfect!  He had a horrible childhood!  He was raised in a muggle orphanage!  But he showed them!"  Silas' eyes had glazed over a little.  He was starting to look even crazier. "My father became the greatest sorcerer to ever live…"

"Huh.  Now where have I heard that little story before?"  Harry joked.

"What do you mean?"  Silas moaned

"I mean that Voldemort is going to pretty upset to find out that his embarrassment of a son is writhing on the pavement in front of Harry Potter, wearing a Dopey costume.  Pathetic.  Voldemort has as squib son!  No wonder he never mentions you."  Harry could really use verbal torture when he wanted to.

"Don't speak that name!  How dare you!  My mother always told me that Daddy's business name should only be used by close friends!"  Silas spat out.

"Silas, I will make you a deal.  I will stop kicking you, for a while anyway, if you tell me about Tom Riddle's family." Harry said.

"Oh ok.  Sounds like a good to me.  I love telling this story, but I never get to.  My dad never mentions that he has a son so nobody ever comes looking for me.  It all started when Tom graduated from Hogwarts…."

"Excuse me?"  said an unfamiliar female voice near Harry's shoulder.

Harry whipped around and found himself staring at the blonde from the end of the Splash Mountain line.

"Yes?"  Harry asked her.   He was very attentive.  The blonde was gorgeous.  Her hair was of course unnatural, as was probably her boobs.   Ginny jealously watched the conversation.

"I am a witch, and I was wondering I could listen in to this story.  I had a cast a disillusionment spell over you guys when the fight began.  That is why the Disney Polive haven't arrested you.  I realized who you were and I really wanted to see what you were up to without muggle interruptions.  You are the Harry Potter aren't you?  My agent showed me a picture of you.  He said that you might like to perform a duet on my next album." 

"Who are you?"

"Oh, you don't recognize me?  I'm Kindora Poppe."