Second chapter of the first part of the live love travel and enjoy series hahahhaa now that was a large sentence. Thanks for the anonymous reading far discreet ;) anyway this is revolting in my head so i couldn't help the writing hopefully i will finish this time. On with the reading! and please the title means nothing i love the UK is just that the border in the airport seems to be...not that nice with immigrants these are some things that happened to a friend and I hope it never happens to me or any of you hugs!
Part One: How to save a life
Chapter II: And that's why we hate the UK border
Harry felt sore and he didn't know exactly why, he was just returning to his seat when a heavy body smacked his into the floor and the sudden smell of peppermint reached his nose trills. Of course he didn't care about the stranger because he was cursing his luck over and over again since this trip couldn't possible be worst. He had eaten the excuse of a chutney they served just to avoid starvation and he had ended up hugging the wc inside the air plane's bathroom and to make matters darker he had to return to the blond's side knowing quiet well that he had been sleeping in his shoulder for a long time. Reluctantly he looked into his harasser's eyes and found silver grey
"Oh...bugger..." he thought "How humiliating" His inner complaining was distracted by the fight the steward and business man were having... something about threatening aircraft security and leading them to catastrophe. He couldn't believe the nerve this subject had, he never really complained about Airbus's treating it was just common knowledge to everyone that the faster the time flew the better. Everything seemed to indicate that a certain spoiled man didn't actually understand why things were that way, after all he was a frequent flier on the business area. As the things were geting more complicated Harry decided to intervene with a sardonic look "Please sir could you remove your royal presence from me? My back is hurting"
To say that Draco was surprised by the words was an understatement, he was used to hearing the boy complaining with rag but never with flirtatious sarcasm " Beg you pardon?" he requested a repetition
"Yeah you heard me you have been harassing me since the very beginning of these flight and I think it's just right that the proper authorities should put a stop to your behavior " he then talked directly to the flight attendant "Sir i know is too much of me to ask but could you please keep him away from me? It seems that he can't contain is feelings when he stands near me" with that a very satisfied harry left the two of them to deal with his problem till a dangerous voice again
"Are you sure you want to have me as an enemy? I mean you are supossed to be complaining too about the food after all..." Draco felt vicious inside so he decided to play the mighty card against the annoying teen "I could have informed you of the secondary effects of the chutney but you were awful to me...you know acting childish and having a zero tolerance problem" he could practically feel de anger in those green eyes but right know he felt superior, full of himself because he had just humiliated the boy in front of the other passengers "Let's see if he can cope with that" he thought more than amused the good part was that he didn't have to wait much for a reply
"Oh...I'm sorry but did you eat something?" harry asked with sparkling emeralds
"Of course not, lad" Draco replied remarking the last word observing how much the mentioning of age affected the other man
"Then I suggest to you steward that you notify this to the inmigration officials... since all we know he could have swallowed some illicit material or even better..shoved some weed up his rectum" Harry smiled amused at the bewildered face of the blond executive and the pale face of the flight attendant " Oh and by the way I wish you good luck trying to get rid of the reapers at the airport" with that he turned around and wave a faint goodbye while going to his seat
It took almost ten minutes for him to realize what had happened and still things weren't sinking in his head. How could that wimp accuse him of such an act? Of course he had been a little over the edge with this things but using that to accuse him in hopes of getting him in trouble was too much
"Im sorry sir but you have got to admit that he has a point I will do my duty and will inform the proper authorities about your case...wether if they stop you or not in the airport then that's beyond me " the steward remarked with a non existence remorse and after that he just left a furious Draco alone the only thing that could occupy his mind in these moment were those beautiful emerald eyes that stirred his insides.
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Harry returned to Remus half an hour later than expected. He certainly wanted to have a rest close his eyes and perhaps listen to his ipod while waiting for the landing, is plans of course had been ruined by the annoying man next to him of course he thought that the weed business was un called for but still he had wanted his revenge and oh it was well served. With this thoughts he found Remus Lupin speaking french avidly with a man seated next to him, all Harry could do was wear lopsided smile
" You always seem to find someone to talk to. Don't you Rem? Sometimes i feel like you should have been a diplomatic and not a engineer"
"Oh Potter this are not diplomatic abilities this is just mere socializing" in a few seconds he turned to his companion and finished the conversation politely " So, How did it go in the bathroom? Feeling better or I should worry?"
"Actually everything is perfect " he answered laughing " I just found mister i-can-say-whatever-I-want...well more like ran into him"
"Oh God What did you do to him?" asked a concerned and bemused Remus
"How do you know i do something?" he couldn't hide his surprise
"You just love pay back time Harry...we all know it but you seem to deny it" a few seconds of silence remained between them but the boy couldn't avoid answering somehow proud of his actions
" I just pointed out that he might have hidden something up his rectum due to his lack of eating" he answered swiftly
" Harry James Potter! I'm sure your mother did't teach you those things! Specially accusing someone of...well you know...THAT...and even if he did it is his own business because you are dealing with grown ups not kids!"Remus sighed while rubbing his temples
"Oh come on! Don't be like that, I tried to talk to him and it didn't work besides if he has so many influences my words won't matter in the slightest...I had a good laugh and I bet anything that he won bother me anymore" he crossed his legs indian style while searching in his bag for headphones " Where are the bloody things anyway?"
"I'm sorry dear but all you have done since you met is scream at each other until reaching boiling points beg you pardon but I don't believe that's talking whatsoever" Remus looked at his watch "Two more hours and we will be there...Oh for god's sake harry take your head off that bag this instant! you placed them in your pocket before going to sleep" the shuffling of duvets and pillows continued for a while when finally harry was able to locate his shuffle and put on some good music. In that exact moment the blond prince came walking down the hall waving his jacket a little bit and wearing a not so friendly face he grabbed his pillow opened his laptop and started tipping like a mad man.
"Numbers, accounts and bank records...this is not going to end" Draco thought annoyed, He couldn't believe that his father had delegated the administration and statistics of the company to him. If he had known that he wouldn't have studied for that degree in economy, , he hated administrating things for others specially if he couldn't get his hands on investments and stocks. He needed to change somethings back in England and he needed them to change fast but then again his concentration was disrupted by a melodic voice singing what he thought was Muse. He cleared his trough to make a point but the raven haired didn't listen, he sighed loosing his patience and said loudly while tapping on his shoulder " Can you stop singing? I need to work here...and come on Muse? Of all bands you pick Muse?"
"Oh...I didn't realize I was doing it" Harry felt himself flush and considered apologizing when he understood the insult on his music tastes "What's wrong with them? Why do you have to say that? I like them so knock it off" he said sinking deeper in the duvet he couldn't believe how rude he was
"They are deft and their producer is deft too! who told them they could sing?" Draco muttered to his insides while checking some documents so he failed to see the hurt look that was directed to him
" Do you have to be like that? A "no I don't like them" would have been enough but you never say nice things" he remarked as a matter of fact " You have no manners and feel the world revolts around you"
"Okey that's enough I manage billions of dollars and I donate as well a fare amount to charity causes so you don't tell me that the world revolts around me because it certainly doesn't...don't call me selfish just because you pretend to know everything about me. We have been together for what seven hours?" Draco exploded with a low hiss. This boy set him on fire, he could feel the adrenaline the anger and of course the intensity of these discutions someone needed to do something because things were taking a dark tone
"Harry Potter please stop" A soft voice intervened sooting the harshness "Change seats with me for the remaining of the trip and refrain from singing as for you sir I request that you keep your harsh words to you and refrain from verbally attacking my godson as for the things that have happen let's pretend they never took place after all we don't have to see each other again right? Now both of you start acting your age" Harry felt embarrassed and the blond could sense his anger raising since this man was treating him like a child but for the first this day time he reminded his position and the last name he carried. He decided to leave the things as they were
"Fair enough" he answered with dignity while adjusting once again his jacket. Harry stood up and traded seats with Remus but he couldn't refrain and he shared a last look of intrigue with the executive. The remaining two hours both boys focused on their own business but as much as they wanted to contempt their thoughts they always found their way to each other.
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"Good afternoon passengers is your captain speaking we have arrived at Heathrow International Airport, for all of those ho need to take other flights please follow the indications in the departure hall for those who wish to enter the country have all important documents at hand so you can go trough inmigration easily. The temperature outside is 12 degrees and it's half past two in the local hour. Thank you all for flying with British Airways" the raspy voice finished the speech and everyone jumped from the uncomfortable chairs, voices and laughter was heard inside the plaine while everyone was trying to collect their carry on. It was surely a chilly afternoon in London but the important thing was that Harry was able to see different buildings in the city, oh god he had missed them dearly, that aspect of the landing relaxed him a little bit...that an Remus's hot hand touching his.
He sighed an rubbed his hair setting his spikes on edge, he wanted to have some black tea and scones but of course he had to wait till they went to Fortnum and Maison...before that he had to pick his luggage and pass the UK border. The seatbelt sign flashed for a while and then it was turned off, that was the signal for everybody to leave the aircraft including a certain blond who didn't waist time and rushed over the exit with his suitcase at hand. "Well I hope I don´t see that jerk again" he murmured gently but Remus was able to hear him feeling deep inside that maybe Harry's wishes wouldn't come true
They abandoned the craft after 10 minutes of waiting for a young man to remove his bag from the cabins and then they were able to see the large corridors that seemed endless for someone that is eager to enter the country. Several yellow signals latter they were able to reach the UK border and apparently "each" passport had a special cue and that means north americans (USA) on one desk, British people on the other one and European Union passports had their own officer too. Sadly the rest of the world had to cope with just one row and three officers that didn't seem very pleased that morning...but then again who likes to work in an airport?
"Well then Harry you have to go that way since you have not requested the British citizenship yet. Remember to say the direction correctly and if theirs any problem I will be waiting for you just around the corner, do you have your landing card?" Harry nodded eagerly while taking out the blue paper "Of you then". Remus disappeared between the sea of people and he just remained there waiting for his turn to be scrutinised fortunately he had some very amusing girls just behind him that seem to be having a deep discussion about Barney's subliminal aspects. He forgot how many times he had read the huge sign with all the conditions and penalties related to immigration and was about to close his eyes when a white haired man screamed in his ear
"ALL PASSPORTS AND IMMIGRATION CARD'S AT HAND!" Harry jumped a little bit scared and perturbed by the strong smell of onions that emanated from the old man. The terrible thing was that he had to endure it for a while longer since the officer decided to stand up just in front of him for some horrible ten minutes. Harry was starting to feel the numbness on his nose and the sniffs were about to come when a beautiful word was heard in the great space ..."NEXT!"
Harry picked up his back pack as fast as he could and ran like the devil was chasing his tale reaching finally the greyish stand were a fat funny man was waiting for him
"Hello there" the man said "Can I see your passport?" Harry answered politely and handed his documents waiting for him to say something else but the man just looked at them for about three minutes "Tell me how was your flight?"
"Brilliant" he answered checking his clock and he realized with horror that he had spend an hour waiting for the bloody stamp that will allow him into England
"What's your purpose here?" the robot like man asked
"Just visiting some friends and well...my dad" he answered not caring about the things he was saying he was desperate and tired and in very foul mood
"Your dad? Does he lives here? Is he British?" then again the questions were fired without much space between them
"Umm yes and yes" He replayed "He's from England and lives just in front of the Tate Britain"
"What's your mother's nationality?" now the man seemed really intrigued about Harry's current situation
"She's from England too but she also has the USA nationality, my current residence"
"Wait are you trying to tell me that you can get the nationality whenever you want because of your parents and you haven't asked for it? You don't like this country? Seems a really unlikely story young man..." he breathed heavily and adjusted his belly "Where are you staying? When are you leaving and How much money did you bring?" Poor Harry couldn't believe this questions they couldn't be asking this nonsenses he didn't want to stay here forever and he didn't quite get the money business
"Well I'm staying at Clapham Junction with my God Father, I brought five hundred dollars and I will be departing on the first of September...I have the ticket here with me if you want to see it" the officer took a few second before actually deciding what to say next
"Welcome to the UK hope you have a good time" he closed the passport and handed it over "And boy next time it will be easier if you just ask for the citizenship" With that Harry abandoned the room and went to find Remus while dragging his heavy carry on.
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"I am sorry sir but we have to take you with us to the security department" a huge guard informed Draco the minute he reached the halls of Heathrow. Now this couldn't be happening... that bloody boy was only joking and the flight attendant took it seriously, somehow he knew this was going to happen, after all this was the era of terrorism and drug traffic over continents. Yeah let's say that in terms of international security joking about bombs and weed was not acceptable because an accusation will grant you a free ticket to the x rays room.
"And why is that mister?"Draco answered proudly lifting his head in the air
"British Airways informed us that you didn't have anything to drink or eat in the long flight from New York I'm sorry sir but rules are rules you are now a suspect of drug traffic here at the airport, please come now and do not resist"
"Look...what's your name?" Draco inquired so he could intimidate him properly since they shared the same height
"Paolo" the ma answered in a grave tone while assuming a power position with his huge muscles
"Look Paolo you obviously don't know who I am but I will inform you shortly. I'm Draco Malfoy head of Malfoy Industries and Vice president of Lucius Insurances, let me tell you if you touch me in anyway that violates my rights and integrity the full force of law will dawn upon you and I consider that the x rays exam is the only thing that doesn't violate anything of what I said. Hope you understand what I said besides I'm a citizen in this country and I have daunting influences" He finished the speech with a deadly glare and low hiss and after that he regained his smooth self "Where to Paolo?"
"Listen Mr. Malfoy is not my intention to put you through this but a young passenger accused you from carrying illegal material in your body and we have to attend to this callings since that is our policy. Let me tell you that if that wasn't true then we have to call the passenger and interrogate him too since it is a delicate business, he will face a punishment and you can even press charges if you would like it since it is defamation. Now do you remember the name of this young man?" He asked intimidated by the powerful man and then cursed his luck because all he had asked for today was an easy day at work. Draco knew exactly what he had to do since it was an opportunity to set the score even and he certainly couldn't wait to see the astonished look in those emerald eyes.
"But of course I remember officer, His name is Harry...Harry Potter" a wicked smile appeared in his face and then he just accepted the guide of Paolo to the main room of airport traffic issues.
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Cha cha chan sorry it took so long is just that i was drifting away while visiting some parts of London hahahhaa i hope you like this but it's not over yet :) the other part is ready but i want your opinion. Don't get me wrong i love England but this is kind of Harry's development and his relationship with the country as it changes trough out the history. Same happens with the airport some people I know have been treated nicely by the officers and flight attendants but some others have been treated badly I think is a matter of luck hhahaha we can't hope for a smile every time we travel because they get tired too i think. Anyway hope you liked it and let me know what you think :)
PS: Don't have a beta ...so sorry for the mistakes