A/n: This just came to me while I was on a plane not to long ago. Hope you
enjoy.

Disclaimer: Your really dumb if you think I'm Rowling.

"Hermione, do we REALLy have to do this?"
"Yes Draco."
"But why do we have to fly in this...What did you call it?"
"An Airplane,"
"Yes that! I don't see why we have to go to America by plane."
"Because Draco, we decided to spend our honeymoon in America and this is how we're getting there."
"And I'm happy about going to America and I'm really happy about the honeymoon. But couldn't we just apperate or something?"
"Draco, keep your voice down. There are muggles everywhere."
"Sorry. But we could have couldn't we?"
"Your not able to apperate over big bodies of water. And I think, the
Atlantic ocean counts as one."
"Well couldn't we floo or somthing?"

"Hermione,"

"We could have! Why didn't we just floo? It would ahve been so much quicker."
"We're not flooing because I think you need more interactment with muggles."
"I don't need to interact with muggled. I married you. That should be enough."
"Well it's too late now. We're taking the plane."
"Why did I even marry you? Your so mean."
"The question is why did I marry you? You never stop whinning."
"That's not true!"
"Whatever Draco. Just sit back and relax. We'll be lifting off soon."
"How soon?"
"Sit back and realax Draco, this is going to be a long flight."
"How long exactly."
"10 hours."
"10 hours!? Hermione, we have to wait 10 hours before we can even shag?"
"Not so loud!"
"10 hours?"
"Maybe more."
"Maybe...what!? Hermione, I'm a guy...I can't wait that long."
"Well your gonna have to."...
"Well couldn't we..."
"No."
"But I mean..."
"No."
"But they do in all those muggle movies you made me watch. We can just go
back there, lock the door, and no one will know what we're really doing in
the bathroom."
"No."
"Hermione!"
"Stop whinning."
"But 10 hours!"
"Yes, 10 hours."
"Your not a very nice wife you know."
"Your an annoying husband."

"Oh my gosh! We're going to die!"
"Draco, shut up and stop making a fool of yourself. It's just the terbulance."
"We're going to die!"
"This is no different then flying a broom. Now calm down."
"Calm down? Hermione, this is totally different from flying a broom. With a broomstick I'm in control."
"Just sit back and relax Draco, It's going to be a very long flight."

10 miserable hours later

"67 bottles of firewhiskey on the wall...67 bottle of-"
"Draco, stop singing! We're landing in about 25 minutes."
"Finally!"
"Obnoxious prat."
"I love you too."

"Hermione, I don't feel so good."
"How so?"
"I feel like I'm going to be sick."
"Here..."
"Whats's this?"
"A bag for you to throw up in."
"I'm a Malfoy, Hermione, I don't throw-"
"...There, there Draco."

"Let it all out."

"You'll be ok."

"All better?"
"Never, ever again...are we flying in an airplane."

THE END

A/n: It's kind of dumb but I like it. Please review!