the photographer. [zdh]

twenty

at eight a.m. in the morning, we were all awake and eating donuts with coffee.

corbyn had just told me that the thumbdrive wouldn't be decrypted today.

it was still at 96%, he said, and if it took the whole night to get almost absolutely nowhere, then it would probably take a few more days.

today, however, i would be spending the whole day with the boys. there was no show, interview or rehearsal today, and they insisted on going to universal. their next show was here tonight, after all, so we didn't need to travel.

tyler had bought the tickets for us a while ago as a surprise, and we were now all getting changed.

all of us ended up wearing plain hoodies.

"fall fashion icons," smirked jack, as he glanced at our ridiculously boring outfits.

**

at universal, we at once headed to the wizarding world of harry potter. jonah had won a game that morning, and was therefore given the privilege of organising our itinerary for the day. of course, he allocated our whole day to be spent in harry potter.

not that i was complaining, considering that i, too, loved harry potter.

firstly, we headed to honeydukes, where jonah, jack, corbyn and i bought a lot of candy, such as bertie bott's every flavour beans, acid pops, chocolate frogs, fizzing whizbees, and ton-tongue-toffee.

"what kind of a name is that?" groaned zach as he pointed at a display of u-no-poo. jonah chuckled as he explained it to zach.

next, we entered ollivander's, where jonah happily bought one of george weasley's wands, and i bought fleur delacour's.

"you don't even look like fleur, she's part veela and you're not," said jonah as i paid for my wand. i rolled my eyes and poked him in the side.

"ow!" he exclaimed.

**

"can we go on the rides now?" asked daniel after we completed our purchase of seven harry potter scarves (two gryffindor, one ravenclaw, two hufflepuff and one slytherin) at madam malkin's robes for all occasions.

"sure," i said, after tearing my eyes away from sirius black's WANTED poster. "let's go!"

jonah, of course, wanted our first ride to be harry potter and the forbidden journey.

"wow," i heard him say loudly when we came across the quidditch pitch. "this is amazing!"

i heard zach gasp as we suddenly plummeted. "this isn't good," he muttered as we got off after the ride. despite the protests of jonah, jack, corbyn and i, he refused to go on the ride the second time, and stayed on the ground with eben and daniel.

"i'm not going on that thing with the elevator-like drop again," he huffed.

after that ride, we went on flight of the hippogriff, which everyone went on more than once.

**

the day passed quickly, ending with us at the three broomsticks eating our final meal there. as we got ready to leave, jonah's face suddenly lit up.

"i can't believe we forgot to have a butterbeer!" he exclaimed. as we all trooped towards one of the butterbeer carts and stood in line, a group of three girls approached us.

"oh my god, you're why don't we!" one of the girls squealed. "can we have a picture?"

after i helped the girls take a large amount of pictures with the boys using their phones, they left, giddy with happiness.

"limelights are everywhere," i remarked as we paid for the butterbeer. "and this is amazing."

daniel nodded. "it's some great beer."

"hey, daniel, have some of this to go with your butterbeer," called jack, breaking off a piece of chocolate from his chocolate frog and handing it to daniel. my mouth dropped open as daniel reached for it blindly due to the darkness of the hour, and all of us burst out laughing when daniel dropped it on the floor with a yell after putting it near his nose to smell it.

"hey, you didn't need to drop it!" eben said, laughing. daniel pulled a face.

"you gave me chocolate, what do you expect me to do? eat it?" asked daniel.

**

as we passed by mr weasley's broken ford anglia on the way out of the wizarding world, i held up my hand. "guys, a picture before you leave?" i said.

they all stood next to or in front of the car as i snapped several photos as memories of this day. all of them insisted that zach and i should take some pictures, and after many minutes of protesting, we finally gave in to their demand, and corbyn happily grabbed my camera and started taking pictures of the two of us, most of which turned out to be unglams.

"thanks, corbyn," i said sarcastically as zach doubled over in laughter when he saw a picture of my face looking cross-eyed at the camera.

"you're welcome!" he responded sweetly as he winked.

zach rolled his eyes as we walked back to the tour bus, where tyler was waiting for his food that we forgot to buy.

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a/n filler