Second Fin

The next hour or so in the magic car passed relatively uneventfully. Ron hit a seagull and had to use the windscreen wipers to get its mashed carcass off the front windscreen despite Harry's mumbles that he didn't need to be able to see out the windscreen very well as there was nothing to crash into in the middle of the sky. But Harry was soon proved wrong as they narrowly missed hitting a jumbo jet as they were arguing about the bird. A red streak remained on the windscreen as Harry continued to sulk and resolutely refused to talk any more.

They were soon flying over the ocean as Ron had a very poor sense of direction but at the same time was convinced that flying over to Ireland and then back to England would be the fastest way home as it avoided a fight with any death-eaters, death-vomiters, death-pooers, or any other sort of death-thing. Also the dementors could not go near Ireland because they could not stand the luck of the Irish. Voldefart would not go anywhere without backup as he was a chicken brain in Rons opinion (Harry argued that he was more of a Turkey-brain fish-breath burn-victim-no-nose).

So they silently flew across the ocean, when suddenly there was a bang and a jolt, the car felt like it fell down a step.

Ron looked around out the windows, startled, looking for the cause of the sudden turbulence. But there was nothing, and everything had seemed to go back to how it was, no more turbulence appeared.

"Did you feel that?" Ron enquired of Harry without turning his head as when he so much as looked at him before he almost had his head blown up with a heado-bombo spell.

No response.

"Fine Harry, act like a child!" Ron grouched; he shouldn't really have been sour about Harry's childish behaviour as Ron himself had acted like a right spoilt brat numerous times in the past.

Then coincidentally Ron looked around at Harry, but to his utter amazement, shock, bereavement, and horror it was not Harry he found himself looking at.

It was a whale.

A huge, glorious, ocean going whale. It just sat there, where Harry used to be, slowly waving its tail which stuck out the side of the car despite the spells Ron's dad had put on the car to make it bigger on the inside (remember it put a spell on it so the entire family could fit in or something).