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Chapter 2

"Merlin's beard, she's heading right toward us!" Fred whispered to George.

"Mate, how do I look?" George asked his twin, brushing his shoulders off.

"Bloody hell, you BOTH look like morons. Now will you hush up?" Ron whispered violently, as the girl was no more than a couple of feet next to them. However, just as Hermione was going to reply a 'Yes?' to her calling, the girl walked right by the wizarding group and instead, walked up to three boys.

"You guys came! I can't believe it!" the girl cried out, giving hugs to them. "Weasel, what did you do to your hair? It's hot!"

A boy with brown hair and blond tips ran his fingers through it. "Oh, this? I decided to give it a little something. I started to get bored!" The four of them laughed. Harry and his group started to move back toward the door.

"That was close." Harry could hear Ron whisper to Hermione.

"I agree. It's not everyday you hear 'Potts, Grange, Weasel' in the same sentence and it NOT be us!" Hermione nodded.

Harry walked by the group of four with his head down. Before he fully passed the girl, he looked up. The girl's eyes moved from the boy she was talking with to Harry. And before he stepped out of the arena, Harry saw her wink at him. He smiled and left with his two friends, talking excitedly once again about the show they just witnessed.
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"Oh, and then, out of no where, you see it roaring and screaming again!" Ron yelled. The whole group was moving around the park again, trying to find a ride they haven't yet gone on. They had just exited the ride called, 'King Kong' and Ron, Hermione, and Harry began talking about it at once. Their tour of the muggle world was soon coming to a close, and they had only about a half an hour before they would depart.

"Daddy! I have to use the bathroom!" Ginny began to tug on her father's shirt.

"Very well, then. Um..." Arthur started to look around. "There, straight ahead...go on!" He pointed.

"I'll come!" Hermione jogged after Ginny as they strode off to the bathroom together. Less and less people began to fill the park as the muggles were starting to go to their homes. As they neared the entrance of the bathroom, they could hear a voice yelling.

"Hey, is anyone in here? Can you help me?" the voice said.

Hermione and Ginny looked at each other and began to slow down their walk. Being very cautious, the two girls weren't sure whether or not muggles were supposed to be in need of help in a bathroom.

"I can't believe it. Of all the bathrooms where they are no people...it hasta be mine! Anyone there? The door is stuck!" the voice yelled as Hermione and Ginny could hear someone from the second stall try and push the swinging door.

Hermione and Ginny had finally entered the bathroom fully. Hermione turned to Ginny and put her finger to her lips, signaling to be quiet. They started to tip-toe their way toward the stall.

"Man-oh-man...if Dustin ever found out I did this...oh well." the voice said. All of a sudden, Hermione and Ginny heard a book bag zipper open. Although they couldn't really see the item, the two girls saw a hand reach down to the book bag that was on the floor inside the stall and pull out something.

"Alohomora!" the voice yelled, and the door swung open. "Hah, they you go!" the girl put back whatever it was she took out of her book bag and, zippering it up, walked out of the stall. Hermione and Ginny looked with astonishment as they saw the break-dancing girl, Jen, walk out with the book bag over her shoulder.

"Whoa! I didn't know there were people in here!" Jen said, jumping at the sight of them.

"Well.... we just got in here." Hermione said back, defensively.

"And you didn't hear me yelling at the top of my lungs for help?" Jen asked them.

"No." Hermione said, matter-of-factly, with Ginny shaking her head.

"Well, whatever." The girl shrugged. She walked over to the sink and began washing her hands. After drying them, she turned toward the two girls, realizing that they had been watching her the whole time.

"What?" the girl's eyes narrowed down.

"What did you say to open that stall door?" Hermione asked.

"I...have no idea what you're talking about." the girl said.

"Oh, I think you do." Hermione said, walking to block the exit door. Jen's eyes glared at Hermione and she looked over her shoulder to see Ginny staring at her as well.

"Listen, back off." the girl said through gritted teeth. "I didn't say anything. All I did was kick the door, and I got out."

"Like hell you did!' Hermione yelled back. Ginny jumped at the outburst as the girl's eyes widened at the rude comment. "We saw you. You opened your bag and took something out. The next second, you say 'Alohomora', and the door just swings open!"

"Wait a second! You just said that you had just arrived when I left the stall! Now you're telling me that you saw everything that just happened. You little liar, you were spying on me! What, you think it's funny to see someone locked up in a stall, trying to get out?" The girl screamed back.

"No..." Hermione's voice lowered, realizing that she was wrong as well.

"Look, I don't have time for this. Get out of my way." Jen started to move by, but Hermione walked into her path again.

"Listen you! I don't dislike anyone, but you're coming so close to being the first person I do." Jen said.

"Why did you say 'Alohomora' then?" Hermione asked. If you have nothing to hide, why won't you tell us?" Jen saw as Ginny came from behind and walk next to Hermione, her arms folded.

"Oh wow. Hiding something? You think I'm HIDING something? What IS there to hide? You want to know the truth? All right. Look. Let's say you want to open...a door. Okay, you want to open a door, but it's stuck. You're tugging and pulling, but the bloody thing won't budge. So you think you just need more power. What people usually do is, just when they're about to tug the hardest they've ever tugged, they say something, to give themselves 'power'. It's fake strength, really. So say I try and open the door, and say, "Come..." I tighten my grasp on the doorknob..."ON!" and then I pull. It opens, all thanks to a little fake power. So I say 'Alohomora'. And it seems that every time I say that certain word, whatever I want to open, does. So THAT's what happened, if you MUST know. It's all fake power!" The girl explained.

Hermione's look of accusation started to soften a bit. She wanted to ask her if she was a witch. She really did. But what if she wasn't? She would be dangerously revealing their world. But what if she was? What was SHE doing performing with a muggle group? And the girl looked around their age as well...how come Hermione didn't see her at Hogwarts? A million questions ran through her head, but nothing she said.

"What did you pull out of your book bag?" Ginny asked quietly. Hermione looked at Ginny. Good question!

"Oh, goodness! What IS this? 21 questions? You're like the police or something! It was my wallet, okay? I put BACK my wallet!" the girl yelled.

Ginny looked at Hermione, defeated. "Now, move! You girls are scaring me." Jen said. Ginny moved to the side, but Hermione's eyes were locked on Jen's. Then, she moved to the side. As Jen walked past Hermione, she accidentally hit her shoulder against Hermione's, causing her bag to fall. As the book bag hit the ground, something rolled out. Jen picked up her bag, and started to walk out of the bathroom.

"Wait a second...you dropped your..." Ginny looked down at what she was holding and gasped. "...Wand!"

The girl spun around. Hermione grabbed the wand from Ginny and went to the girl. "And what is THIS?!"

The girl blushed and grabbed the wand from Hermione. "Well, Miss I-Must-Know-Everything, I happen to also be a magician here at Universal Studios, apart from break-dancing and being part of the dance team. It's good pay, all right?" And with that she walked away.

"A magician?" Hermione called after her.

"Yeah. And because of you two, I'm late for my last magical performance at 5:30. So if you'll excuse me, I REALLY hafta go." Jen said. And with that, she ran away.

Hermione and Ginny walked back to the wizarding group.

"There you two are! We thought you fell in or something!" Ron laughed.

"Well, Ron, unlike you, I would KNOW how a muggle toilet works. Falling in sounds like something YOU would do." Hermione shot back. Ron's ears glowed as Harry stifled a laugh.

"Daddy, can we go to the magic show?" Ginny asked. Arthur took out a pamphlet and looked at it back and forth. Then, he turned it upside down and still looked.

"I'm sorry, pumpkin. I'm afraid there is no magician show here." Arthur shrugged.

"What?" Hermione's heard shot toward Arthur. Hermione walked over to a worker who was selling ice cream. "Excuse me, sir. I was wondering if you could point me in the direction of where the magician show is located."

"Magician show? There ain't no magic show here at Universal Studios, hun." The man replied.

Hermione, raged inside, ran up to Ginny. "She lied! There IS no magic show here!" Ginny got up from sitting on the bench, and her and Hermione began running in the direction of where Jen last was seen.

"Now where the bloody hell are those two going?" Ron asked Harry. Soon, however, Ginny and Hermione stopped running, turned around, and walked back to the group, looking dismantled.

"Are you two all right?" Harry asked.

"Daddy, I wanna go home." Ginny said grumpily.

"Actually, it's about that time. All right everyone. I'm sure we all had a good time. I'm a bit tired myself. So how about we go back to Patrick's, and then go back home?" Arthur asked.

"I'm all for it." Fred got up.

"I second that!" George agreed. The group started to leave the park- camera, souvenirs, and all- and began to head toward the car.

"What happened back there?" Ron asked.

"I'll tell you two when we get back at your house, Ron." Hermione said. Fred, George, and Ginny hopped in the back seat of the muggle mini-van they rented and Ron, Hermione, and Harry sat in the middle seat. With Molly in the passenger seat and Arthur driving, they headed towards Patrick's, soon to leave the muggle world behind…

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