"Get up!" Hermione shrieked, barging into Harry and Ron's bedroom at 6:30 the next morning. She was still in her pajamas and her hair was bushier than ever.

"Hermione… What time… It's 6:30 in the morning!" Ron shouted, pulling his covers farther up himself and nuzzling back into his pillow.

"You have to get up! The park opens at 8:00!"

"Hermione, can you please leave?" Harry asked. "We need to get dressed."

"Aren't you going to take a shower?"

"Yes," Harry grumbled. "Now please go away!"

"I'm going to stand here until you get out of bed, Harry, and I hear the shower start. Now hurry up!"

"I'll just stay in bed until Harry's done with his shower…" Ron mumbled sleepily.

Hermione glared at Ron before marching out of the room.

After taking a shower and getting dressed, Harry walked over to his sleeping friend and pulled his covers off. "Get up and take a shower or Hermione will barge in here again."

Ron grumbled incomprehensibly.

"Come on, Ron," Harry said, shaking him.

"All right, all right! I'm getting up!" Ron snarled as he stalked into the bathroom.

Harry walked out of his bedroom. "G'morning," he said sleepily as he sat down on the couch.

"I'm glad to see that you're ready, Harry," Hermione said, sitting down next to him. Harry noticed that she smelled strongly of soap. "Ron isn't still sleeping, is he?"

"No, he's taking a shower. But he's probably fallen asleep in the tub."

"Don't joke like that, Harry."

"Sorry."

"You don't think he really has fallen asleep in his shower, do you?"

"I thought we already agreed that that was a joke?"

"Well, it seems like the sort of defiant thing he'd do…"

"So, are we going to have breakfast once Ron is done?" Ginny asked, sitting on Harry's other side.

"Yep. They're serving breakfast in the dining room."

"I'm tired," Ginny said after a minute or so.

"Me too," Harry said. He put his head on Ginny's shoulder and she played with his hair.

"Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise," Hermione quoted.

"Who said that?" Ginny asked

"Benjamin Franklin."

"And who's Benjamin Franklin?" Harry's voice was muffled by Ginny's hair all over his face.

"He was a famous American diplomat. Very involved with America's separation from Britain."

"Mmm," Harry said vaguely. He started to doze off on Ginny's shoulder. He pulled his feet up to make himself more comfortable.

Suddenly, Hermione found Harry's feet resting on her lap. "Harry –"

"Shh," Ginny said. "He looks so cute when he's asleep.

Hermione rolled her eyes in annoyance. Even though she didn't mind the fact that she and Harry were going out, it never ceased to bother her in situations like this.

Ginny leaned over Harry's head, which was now on her lap, and pulled the coffee table towards her. Once it was close enough, she then put her feet on it and began to drift off.

Hermione rolled her eyes again. Two of her best friends were currently asleep on each other, yet she somehow managed to end up in the middle of it. Hermione started to get drowsy even though she willed herself not to, and random thoughts encircled her mind. I should have chosen the armchair… I wish Ron would hurry up…

Ron opened the door and walked into the family room after his shower. What he saw shocked him: Harry, Hermione, and Ginny were all asleep on the couch, and Harry was lying sideways so that his head was on Ginny's lap and his feet were on Hermione's. He cleared his throat loudly and they all woke from their sleepy trances. "Boy, Harry, you sure look comfortable."

Harry looked up and realized that his feet were on Hermione's lap. "Oh, sorry Hermione." He sat up straight.

"It's all right, Harry. What are best friends for?"

"Apparently, foot rests," Ron pointed out.

"Thank you, Ron," Hermione said sarcastically. "Let's go down and have breakfast."

"Good idea, I'm starving."

The four friends stopped in front of the elevator, and got off at the ground floor.

"Ah, donuts!" Harry exclaimed, grabbing a plate and putting a chocolate-covered donut on it. Once they had all gotten their breakfast, they found a table and sat down.

"The shuttle for Disneyland leaves at 7:45, so we won't have time to fool around after breakfast," Hermione warned them.

"No problem, Hermy," Ron teased.

"Don't call me 'Hermy,' Ron."

"Why? Grawp does."

"Grawp is a giant. He's too thick to pronounce my name properly."

"I think Grawp likes you," Harry said.

"He even has his own little nickname for you," Ron said.

"Why are you two so immature?"

"You wouldn't have brought us along if you thought we were immature, Hermy, now would you have?" Harry asked after sipping his orange juice.

"I know why you two are doing this to me. You think it's cute, don't you? I'll be willing to put up with it for another forty-five seconds before becoming severely annoyed."

"Whatever you say, Hermy."

"How long is this going to go on?" Ginny asked, sighing. She took a bite of her toast and crunched it noisily.

"Don't worry, Ginny, Ron and I are done teasing Hermione."

"Good. Are we all done with breakfast?"

"I'm still eating," Ron said through a mouthful of donut.

"Hurry up, Ron, or we'll be late. And don't talk with your mouth full of food. It's really gross you know."

"Don't worry, Hermione, we still have about twenty minutes," Harry reassured her after checking his watch.

Half an hour later, the shuttle bus dropped Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny off in Disneyland. "Here we are," Hermione said dramatically. "Disneyland!" They linked arms and ran down the pavement toward the entrance gate. Harry was suddenly aware of how foolish they must have looked. Hermione and Ginny began giggling.

"Here, take your tickets." Hermione handed Ron, Ginny, and Harry each a ticket that she had gotten at the hotel, and they entered the park.

"Look, there's Donald Duck!" Ginny squealed, pointing to their left where there was an archway into the main part of Disneyland. They all rushed toward what appeared to be a man in a duck costume and stood next to him as a random person shot a picture.

"Here you are. Have fun at the Happiest Place on Earth!" He shoved a Polaroid photo of them awkwardly standing around Donald Duck into Ron's hands. He pocketed it.

"So what should we do first?" Harry asked Hermione, who clearly knew more than the rest of them about Disneyland.

"Let's go to Tomorrowland. We can ride on Space Mountain!" Hermione dragged them down Main Street towards the castle which led into Fantasyland and steered them to the right just before they got there, so they were now walking towards a large golden-brown colored ball with two-person ships flying around it. People jostled around them. Soon enough, they passed under a steel archway with the Space Mountain logo at the top, and stood in line.

The line moved rather quickly. They passed over a pizza restaurant and entered an open pathway that went right next to two unmoving spotlights. They soon entered another building and the path sloped downward. The lights were dim, and Harry grabbed onto the rail as they proceeded down into the building. The line had walls on both sides, which had futuristic-looking lights on them. A T.V. screen near the ceiling was currently announcing that pregnant people and those with high blood pressure should go on the ride. To their left, they could hear what sounded like a fast-moving device on a track. Harry felt a jolt of excitement.

"This place is incredible!" he exclaimed, taking in his surroundings.

Hermione chuckled. "This is just the line. Wait until you go on the ride!"

Suddenly, the path entered a high-ceilinged building with the same futuristic theme and lighting to it. Right in the middle of the building, hanging from the ceiling, was a large object that looked like a space craft. An odd, mechanical beeping noise rang in a constant pattern. Harry looked below the spacecraft, and finally saw what he was looking for: A track split through the middle of the room, and on it were the rollercoaster cars, painted to look like mini-rockets. People climbed into the cars and people got off at the exit to its right. After a few more seconds, it started moving and disappeared around a corner. Another train took its place.

"Wow!" Ron said. "So this is one of those rolleycoast things you were talking about?"

"Rollercoaster, Ron," Ginny said, chuckling. "It looks like a lot of fun!"

A few minutes later, they got to the floor of the room and the young lady who managed the line asked how many people were in the party. When Hermione answered four, she pointed in front of her and said, "Rows one and two please."

"We get to be in the very front!" Hermione squealed as they walked to the front of the loading dock. "That's the best place to sit!"

"You and Ginny go in the front," Harry said. "Ron and I'll go in row two."

Several seconds later, a new train pulled up and they got into their respective cars. "Er, Hermione…" Ron asked anxiously. "What are we supposed to do?"

"Oh!" Hermione laughed. "Just pull the bar down in front of you so that it touches your knees."

Harry and Ron pulled the bar down over themselves. As Ron was taller, it touched his knees while Harry had room to move about. A worker came around and made sure that the bar was in its correct place before the train began to move. Harry boiled with anticipation as they rounded the corner at a crawl. Soon, they were being pulled up the track with a loud noise, and on both sides there were moving red arrows pointing towards the peak where they could see no more. As they neared the top, a cool, colorful mist blew on them from the ceiling, and, after hesitating for a split second at the top, the train roared down into the blackness beyond.

Everyone in the train screamed with excitement. They appeared to be going through outer space: All around them there were stars, planets, and swirling solar systems, and the train continued to roar noisily down the track, twisting, turning, picking up speed. It was one of the most incredible feelings Harry had ever felt; it was even more exhilarating than riding a broomstick! They twisted sharply around what appeared to be the sun and Harry screamed along with Ron, Hermione, and Ginny. As they soared through the area, Harry was suddenly reminded of one of the rooms in the Department of Mysteries, where Luna Lovegood had blown up a planet in their fifth year. The train continued to scream along its track, and finally, with a flash of bright light, slowed down rapidly in an area of red light again. In a few seconds, they had reentered the room where they had left, but through the opposite wall. The train crawled to a stop at the loading dock, and the safety bar lifted. They jumped out of the car, all very windswept.

"That was excellent!" Ron said.

"Ron was screaming like a girl," Harry reported, smiling.

"So were you, Harry," Ginny said. "Let's go on it again!"

Hermione laughed. "We have to see the rest of the park, too, Ginny! Next stop: Star Tours."

As they exited the Space Mountain building into the bright sunlight, Harry realized that it truly was the Happiest Place on Earth.