" Down here everybody," said Mr Weasley directing everybody towards the check in desk.
He turned to Ginny and Harry who were directly behind him. " Isn't this exciting an actual plane ride?" His grin was massive, it reminded Harry of when he took Teddy to the sweet shop in Ottery St. Catchpole. He was slightly jealous of his enthusiasm. Harry had never flown either. When he was young the Dursleys never went abroad, they despised all foreigners, and if they had Harry would of have been packed off to Mrs Figg's. After school he traveled by Floo or Portkey to missions. Mr Weasley had announced over Sunday lunch that Charlie had sent tickets for the whole family to visit him in Romania. Mrs Weasley had muttered under her breath wondering where he got the money It turned out that he had never used his visitor tokens and had accumulated enough for the whole family to visit before they expired. The company allowed a certain number of visits per year for workers abroad, it's supposed to be for spouses etc.., but Charlie had never used his. If you flew by air, the vouchers were spread further as there was no magical administration or portkey to set up. She then started garbling about it was Arthur's fault if they all died.
"Hello, M.. Madame," Mr Weasley said as they approached the check in. Ginny smiled to herself as she knew he was going to say Muggle. Harry nudged her to stop her laughing. " My family and I would like to leave out luggage to be put on the plane." The woman at check in seemed unperturbed, as she'd obviously encountered some strange people before.
" You want to check in?" she asked, without even a blink. " Ticket and passport," she said, holding her hands out. Mr Weasley did as he was told and checked in.
After Harry and Ginny checked in, they stood to the side waiting for the rest of the party to check in. Unburdened by his luggage, he wrapped his arms around Ginny and kissed her neck. Ron was checking in his bags, but still managed to give them a cautionary glance. He still wasn't too pleased to see them being intimate.
"Our first holiday as a married couple," he said. Ginny shrugged " What was our honeymoon then? Scotch mist?"
" I don't recall that being much of a holiday. Much of it spent in bed, or the cleaners cupboard," he said with a smile. Bringing a memory back to life.
" I don't recall you complaining at the time," she said. She brought her hand up to stroke his face, he linked his fingers through hers, before she could reach his face. Their entangled fingers joined together.
" Anyway, it's not exactly going to be a relaxing holiday. We've got all these to contend with," she said, using her other hand to indicate the rest of the Weasley clan.
" How about we make it exciting then?" he asked waggling his eyebrows. She dropped their hands and turned around to face him. " And what kind of thing would you have in mind, Mr Potter?"
He glanced over to see if anybody else was listening. Ron and Hermione were standing close to them, talking to Mr Weasley as Mrs Weasley was rolling her eyes.
Hermione looked animated as she explained to Mr Weasley, " To get an aircraft into the air, we use engines to supply thrust to counteract drag, which causes air to flow over the wings, which generates lift, and when the lift is greater than the weight, the aircraft takes off."
When Harry was satisfied that no-one was listening ( The rest of the family were still in the queue and too far away to overhear) he whispered in Ginny's ear. " How about we set ourselves some challenges?"
" What kind of challenges?" She asked, pretending to be coy, but standing on her tiptoes to whisper in his ear.
" I don't think I need to explain," he said and just grinned at her. This holiday was starting to get more interesting. " I choose first, as it was my idea. I challenge us to join the mile high club."
She smiled. " Mr Potter, I have corrupted you!" she laughed.
" I really don't want to know," said Ron as he joined them.
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Ginny squeezed his thigh as the plane climbed higher into the sky. Minx, she did that on purpose, but he couldn't accuse her in front of her family. She gave him a wry smile from the corner of her mouth.
"I'm going to the bathroom," said Harry, unbuckling the seatbelt and winking at Ginny as he traveled up the plane. Could he not wait even five minutes? He was incorrigible.
" A fellyvision in the back of the seat, and a choice of films!" she caught Mr Weasley saying to Hermione from across the aisle. Her mother scowled and trying to knit without magic, which wasn't working. She turned and flicked through the magazine in front of her, trying not to look too agitated. Ginny would have to leave in a few minutes so as not to look obvious. Audrey, who was sitting behind them, started shuffling as the baby started to cry. Percy was asleep. Audrey wasn't happy as she used one hand to rifle through the bags.
"Ginny, will you hold her for me? I think she wants her dummy," she asked, passing the baby forward to her, before she could answer. The baby stopped screaming and stared at her.
"Ginny, she likes you." Ginny shrugged, but still stared at the baby.
"Here," she said producing a dummy and giving it to Ginny. The baby's eyes started to fall as she sucked on the dummy. Ginny had never been a baby person, but at this moment, even she had to admit, the baby was cute when she wasn't screaming. She handed Molly back now that she was safely asleep.
"Are you and Harry thinking about having children? I can tell that he would like them," she said. Ginny really knew what Harry would like at the moment, but she couldn't leave in the middle of a conversation. It was quite a personal question, nobody had ever asked her directly. But though her mother had hinted since they had been dating, it just wasn't as direct. There would be hints about buying pink or blue wool or the patter of tiny feet and they could just ignore her.
" Nothing planned she said, yet," she said, hoping she didn't sound too harsh. It had become her standard response to avoid any further questioning. Harry came back, obviously displeased. The conversation ended abruptly as she saw Harry's face. He whispered to her. " What were you doing?"
" I was helping with the baby. I couldn't just leave."
" One of the flight attendants knocked on the door and asked if there was a problem. There was a queue outside the door. He wondered if I was ill."
She smiled and began to laugh, quickly covering her mouth. She was sure he had a smile, but he was trying to mask it and carry on the pretense, but he had seen the funny side.
" It's all your fault."
"I'm sure I can make it up to you. It will be worth your while," she said smiling and pulling his lips down to meet hers.
"You two are worse than rabbits," said Ron, now standing in the aisle next to them.
" Maybe if you weren't stalking us, Ronald, then we could do private things in private," she smirked.
Ron ignored her."Harry, we've got a message. I need to discuss this with you."
She knew it was a bad idea bringing the charmed paper with them from work. They were going to be discussing the case the whole holiday. Now she was the frustrated Ron only had the charmed paper because Ginny had threatened Harry if he brought it. Harry had never understood delegating, he still felt like he was the only one to solve everything.
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"Miss, are you OK? Are you ill?" said the flight attendant as she banged on the toilet door. A small giggle was emitted from inside.
" I'm fine. Just feeling a bit queasy, it's my first flight." Another giggle was emitted and the sound of a "sssh". She was not alone, that was obvious, but there was nothing they could do. Company policy was to let them know they had been spotted and make them return to their seats as soon as possible.
" You have seen our sick bags placed in front of the seats provided."
"Yes, thank you. I'm feeling better now. Sorry for taking so long. I will just clean up and I will be out."
"Not a problem madam." She said as she turned away and started to leave before there was a burst of giggles and her distinctive voice saying
" Harry, stop it. You know they know now. I did your challenge, now you have to do mine. My challenge is not to use a silencing charm for the first three nights."
"Sounds easy."
" We're sleeping in tents, you do know that." she smiled.