Amusement Park

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~Harry Potter POV~ 

The dining table was filled with chatter. To my surprise, Draco and Pansy were happy about the fact that we were going to an amusement park.  

"Potter hurry up, you're nowhere near finishing your food," Draco said

"Relax Draco, the park doesn't close until 8:30. We still have time" I said as a sigh escaped my mouth

Draco began chatting with Pansy excitedly. I looked over at Tom, he had only eaten the beans. I squeezed his hand tightly in mine and began feeding him his food. He took no less than 3 minutes to finish everything on the plate. 


We walked back to our room and changed our clothes. I wore: 

Tom wore: 

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"All black?" I asked him 

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"All black?" I asked him 

He nodded and we all got into the car and drove to the amusement park. We got our ticket and went to a haunted house. Much to my surprise I almost peed myself, the staff Members were jumping out from the weirdest places. I could have sworn I saw 1 jump from the ceiling. I buried my face in Tom's arm the entire time. 

"Scary?" I asked him as we stepped out from the exit. 

"No" he replied. He was struggling to suppress his laugh, I gently elbowed him. I could hear Pansy calming down Draco after he claimed that he had seen a dementor 

  "I'm telling you Pansy that was a dementor" 

"For the 5th time Draco that was not a dementor. Every cloaked person is not  a dementor, and stop being so loud, do you want them to hear us." Pansy replied, a bit annoyed by Draco's complaining 

We headed to the Roller Coaster where Draco and I sat together. Tom sat down next to Pansy, shocker I know. I could hear Tom and Pansy talking but I couldn't work out what they were talking about. Draco was holding the railing tightly and my hand hard enough that if he squeezed it any further it might break. 

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