Sorry for the long wait, I was completely stuck until this idea came to me tonight, if it is crap, I apologize. Also it's not beta'd because I wanted to get this out asap and not make you guys wait any longer. (You can yell at me later Lady if there are any typo's or grammar mistakes). Let me know what you think. Thank you all for your reviews and reading, I appreciate them very much.
Draco made his way through the large crowds, trying his hardest not to push others out of the way as they seemingly bumped into him on purpose. He had one goal in mind and he could see it now, if only through a large throng of people, a large wooden desk that ran the entire length of the room, with several witches and wizards sitting behind it. They made their way through the room, seeing their reflections in the highly polished floors, and walking through rows of comfortable looking chairs where many people waited to travel. The International Travel Department of the Ministry of Magic was a busy one at this time of year, they could have apparated but, as they were underage, Draco and the others had to go through official means, something he despised.
"Draco, slow down," a voice called from behind him and he barely turned to see Pansy, Harry, Ron and Hermione following, having a bit more trouble getting through the crowds than he was.
"We don't have time to slow down," he said, turning and continuing on his way, not waiting for the others to follow and joined the queue waiting to reach the desk, huffing a breath of annoyance at the length of it.
"Where are we going exactly?" Hermione asked, dropping her over-night bag down at her feet when they finally joined Draco.
"I told you, it's a surprise," Draco said, moving forward a few feet when the line moved. "If Harry had his international travel paper's, we wouldn't have to wait here," he muttered.
"Sorry," Harry said, rolling his eyes for the tenth time, tired of Draco complaining of this, "outside of school and the random port-key, I haven't been outside of the country, and you insist that we travel somewhere where I need one." Grumbling, Draco moved forward again and kept silent beyond that until they reached the large desk and stood in front of a wizard there, whose name-tag red Leonard.
"Name?" the older man asked in a bored tone, barely looking up from the parchment he was studying.
"Harry Potter," Draco replied and the man's head jerked up, looking surprised and Harry stepped forward with help from Draco's hand on his elbow.
"Hi," he said, giving the older man a slight wave and received a raised eyebrow as the man leaned forward trying to see his scar, causing Harry to press down on his hair to hide it.
"Finger," the man said, leaning back and picking up a small sharp looking tool, Harry leaned over the desk to give him his finger which Leonard pricked causing a drop of blood to drip into a bowl.
"Ow," Harry said, sucking on the finger to stop the bleeding.
"How long do you plan to travel?" the older man asked as he waved his wand and a small piece of parchment appeared which he took a stamp and stamped, signing it as well.
"Four days," Draco spoke up, as the other four could only guess.
"Be aware that coming back on January second will be very busy and you may have a long wait time," Leonard said, handing Harry the parchment that read his name and the arrival and return dates. "This will get you to anywhere you need to go, as long as you check in at the Ministry in the country you are traveling to. When you return, bring this back and we will stamp it with your return time. You will be able to retrieve your travel floo at the desk over there," he said, pointing to another desk to the left that had another long line.
"Thank you," Harry said, pulling his finger from his mouth and picking up his over-night bag and barely received a nod in return as they turned towards the other long desk.
"You stay here," Draco said, leaving them near the floo points as he went to get the traveling floo.
"I wish he would stop being so secretive about this," Pansy said, sitting in one of the few empty seats they could find.
"He didn't tell you anything?" Hermione asked, sitting in another empty seat.
"No, just that he spoke to his parent's and got their permission and your parents' approval," the other girl replied.
"Of course, my mum couldn't let it go that easily," Ron said, blushing at the memory of his mother's reaction to their wanting to spend the new year celebrations outside of the family home, especially when they found out they five teenagers wanted to travel outside of the country.
"Are you ready?" Draco asked, walking up to them again, a small blue bag in his hand, he waited for the others to follow as he turned towards the floo points and held out the bag to each of them
"Are you going to tell us now so we know where to request?" Harry asked, holding his floo powder in his hand.
"No, this will take you to where we are going, you'll see when we get there," Draco said, pushing the others in front of him to an empty fireplace. Harry sighed as he stepped into the fireplace and threw down the powder and was whisked away, a moment later, stepping out of the fireplace into another large room, the floors polished and just as busy as the one he left. The only difference he noted, was the flags that were hanging from the ceilings and he turned when the Draco finally arrived out of the fireplace.
"America?" he asked and Pansy, Ron and Hermione looked up to see the American flag as well as other flags waving next to it.
"Yes, now come on," Draco said, pushing them towards another long desk which caused them to wait another twenty minutes to get their parchment's stamped and another ten was taken getting floo powder so they could travel to where they would be staying. Draco gave them the address then went first to make sure the house was available and ready for them.
They arrived in a medium sized room that was comfortably furnished with several large couches that faced a large fireplace that they entered through and large windows that looked out on the busy streets of New York.
"You have a flat in New York?" Hermione asked, looking through the windows at the street far below. The apartment was at the top of a large building that had two floors, housed five bedrooms, three baths, an entertainment room, and a large kitchen, fully stocked.
"I believe it's called a penthouse," Pansy said, joining her at looking down before swallowing hard and stepped back, feeling a bit queasy at the height they were at.
"I'll take the master bedroom which is upstairs, there are two others upstairs and two downstairs," Draco said, pulling his bag up over his shoulder and started up the stairs, leaving the other four to figure out the sleeping arrangements.
"I'll take one down here," Ron said, shrugging.
"I think Hermione and I should stay upstairs, keep you and Draco away from each other," Pansy said, grinning at Harry's blush. Since their kiss under Fred and George's mistletoe, they had received nothing but harassment, especially from Pansy and Ron.
"Would you knock it off," he muttered before making his way down the short hall and opened a door that turned out to be a bathroom and moved on to open a door to the right and found a small room with a single bed and a small dresser on the right wall.
"I'll take this one," he told Ron as he looked over his shoulder into the room.
"All right," Ron said, opening the door to the room across the hall which turned out to be similar to Harry's. Once Harry put his clothes away, he made his way out to the front room again where he found Hermione flipping through channels on a flat screened TV that he had not noticed before.
"You have Muggle appliances?" Ron asked as Draco came down from the second floor.
"My mother enjoys a lot of what the Muggle's call soap opera's," he said and Hermione snorted, Harry smiled, thinking of his aunt's like of the same shows.
"What is the plan then?" Pansy asked, sitting in a large love seat, leaning back and crossing her ankles.
"Well, we have four days, I thought we might see a Broadway show, do some shopping, see the sights, you know," Draco said, sitting down in another chair.
"Broadway?" Hermione asked, eyes wide, she had always wanted to go to a Broadway play.
"Of course, I'll contact the concierge and have him send up some information about the plays they have going. I know you're looking forward to the shopping," Draco said, looking pointedly at Pansy who smiled back.
"We're in New York, of course," she said.
"And since we'll be here for New Years, we'll spend it in Time Square, where the party is," Draco said, standing, "as for now, I'm starving." They spend the rest of the day walking around, eating in pizzeria that night, enjoying being free of their parent's.
That night they spent time in the media room, watching movies, Harry and Draco forced to sit together in a chair that was just big enough for them both to fit in as the others took up the other chairs. When they were half way through the second movie, Draco was still awake but noticed that Pansy, Ron and Hermione had fallen asleep, the time difference seemed to make them all tired.
"They're all asleep?" a quiet voice asked around a yawn and he looked down at Harry who had ended up laying against his shoulder, his arm wrapped around his chest, Draco's arm around his shoulders.
"Yes," Draco said, shifting and pulling Harry closer as he moved down on the love seat, trying to get more comfortable.
"Whimp's," Harry said around his own yawn and Draco smiled down at him and had the sudden urge to kiss the other boy. As he moved forward to do just that, and Harry pushed up a bit to do the same, something hit him in the side of the head and he whipped around and found Pansy glaring at him through tired eyes.
"Go to bed lover boy," she said, pushing herself up and moved over to the door, her movement waking Hermione who also climbed to her feet and waited with half lidded eyes as Harry and Draco stood up, Draco still glaring at the two girls followed, leaving Ron who was still dead to the world as they left.
The next morning, Harry exited his room to the smell of bacon and eggs cooking and entered the kitchen to find Pansy standing over the stove.
"Morning," he said, sitting at the large table, soon joined by Hermione and Ron, the hair sticking up on the side of his head as he scratched at his stomach as he sat down.
"Morning," Pansy said, putting a plate of bacon, eggs and pancakes on the table.
"I didn't know you were so domesticated," Draco said, stepping into the room and Pansy threw him a glare.
"Bite me," she said, placing orange juice and milk on the table before sitting herself. They all dug in and found that Pansy turned out to be a great cook and they enjoyed the breakfast and planned their day. The girls wanted to get some shopping in and the boys had no other plans but to go with them. They were disappointed to find that the only time that a show was playing on Broadway was not until the second when they would be leaving.
They spent the day shopping and seeing more sights, visited the Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island before returning to the penthouse to get ready for that night. They all dressed warm and eventually made their way down to Time Square where they huddled together in the cold as they watched the festivities.
At ten seconds to midnight, they joined the others there in counting down and when they reached one, Harry was grabbed around the waist by Draco and kissed thoroughly. Ron kissed Hermione and Pansy grabbed a single guy next to her and kissed him, much to his delight.
They returned back to the penthouse around two thirty the next morning and collapsed in their rooms, Draco giving Harry another chaste-ish kiss, something that Pansy and Hermione made a big deal, mostly joking, about. Pansy had received the man's who she kissed number, though she was not entirely sure what to do with it, and Ron and Hermione wouldn't look each other in the eye.
The girls spent the next day shopping again, dragging poor Harry along, as Draco flat out refused to go with them again and since they could not leave the two of them alone, Harry was dragged along, much to his and Draco's chagrin. Draco did spend his time exploring New York once again, he usually did, Ron deciding to follow him eventually as he did not want to be left alone and had nothing better to do. They met up again at eight o'clock that night, Harry and the girls laden down with packages and bags which they put in their rooms before they left for dinner. They went out to a nice restaurant, requiring that they dress up and spent an obscene amount of money on their entrees and deserts, returning back to the penthouse after eleven where they met in the media room again, where Draco and Harry took the love seat from before willingly.
"We need to come here more often," Pansy said, laying out on one of the couches while Ron and Hermione took another couch, sitting close, but not cuddling yet.
"I agree, next time maybe we can catch a Broadway show," Hermione said, picking up the remote and pressing the play button to start the movie.
Hours later, Harry awoke to find himself laying across Draco's chest again and smiled when he heard the other boy snoring softly, quickly drowned out by Ron's much louder snores.
"Go back to sleep," a quiet voice said and Harry looked up and met Draco's eyes before leaning up and kissing him lightly.
"Ok," he said, laying back down and closing his eyes, smiling when he felt a kiss being placed on the top of his head.
Ok, I know that this is crap, and I'm sorry. I just wanted to get this out. I have had the worst writer's block, but I think this chapter is going to break that and I have plans for the next couple of chapters, and I promise! it won't take me anywhere near as long this time to get them out. Thank you for all of your reviews and hanging on, though if you've left, I don't blame you. :) Again, so very sorry for the long wait.