A/N: Heyo! I put some minimal t or d in this, just to get the fun started... nothing very inappropriate, but I am cranking it up to PG13 for mild drug use... it's not serious, but better safe than sorry. 'Ve been reading reviews, and all you guys have diff ideas about matchups, which is very cool. I read them all closely and try to picture how it would work out... ty... Anyway, read it, love it, review it. Please don't flame~writing means a lot to me and it breaks my heart to get a horrible review. I do take constructive criticism... And of course I had to make it in New York, I grew up there... Brooklyn always! (So sad I moved)
Disclaimer: I see Paris, I see France... aw, hell, I don't own Harry Potter.
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"So..." Ginny trailed off, not having any specific reason to talk. The silence was unbearable. "What's up?" Everyone threw her dirty looks. Guess they're not talkative, she mused.
"Hermione?" Draco stopped abruptly and grimaced toward the detached brunette. She looked at him, as if to kill. "You were the one who did that stupid spell, so where are we?"
"The United States," she replied, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"No!" he screeched. This attracted attention from the others. Draco usually acted so calm and collected. "There are 62 states--"
"50."
"What?"
"50," Hermione corrected, her voice flat. "There are 50 states. I imagine you want to know which one we're in."
"Yes, that would be of help!" Draco roared. He didn't mean to act so freakish, but he was tired, hungry, and his feet ached from walking up and down the streets of the dirty city.
"Well," she said, still monotone, "that looks to be the Empire State Building, right Cho?"
Cho briefly scanned her memory. "Yep, that's it."
"Assuming that it's still located in New York City, as said in our Muggle Studies textbooks, we should be in--"
"Okay, okay, I get it," Draco snapped, not wanting to feel any stupider. "We're in New York, okay."
"California and New York... I've heard of those two places!" Harry brightened. "They can't be too far apart!" (Little did our six graduates know, 'too far apart' is thousands of miles... muchachacha... muchachacha... ok, anyway...)
"Excuse me, sir!" Ginny was flustered but put on a small smile as she stopped a man in a suit. He gave a smile that looked all too cheesy. "Um, could you give me directions to California?"
The man made a horrendous face and stomped off, muttering something about tourists and Brits. Ginny blushed. "What did I do?"
"I don't know, Gin," Ron sighed, sitting on the curb. The others joined him. "I guess people in America aren't too friendly."
"I don't think so!" Harry jumped up, resolute. "We'll find our own way! Let's take the Vette into one of those alleys and enlarge it!"
This did little to renew their spirits, but the rest agreed. The first "alley" they came to had two tall young men in it, dressed in baggy black clothes. "What's that in his mouth?" Hermione whispered to Cho. Cho shrugged. She had never seen pictures of that in her textbook.
Ron stepped forward. "Eh hem," he cleared his throat. The two looked up at him with sneers. "When you are finished inhabiting this alley, could you please allow us to borrow it?"
The taller, brawnier one with a slick, dark ponytail started to adavnce on them. "Yo, we aint doin' nothin'... y'all with the cops?" He eyed them suspiciously.
"Coppers?" Ginny questioned. "Oh, no, we're just people."
The guy made a face, obviously thinking that it was a bad attempt at a joke. "Yo, we cool over here. Joey, did he send y'all to my neck?"
"Um...?" Ron looked helplessly to Cho, who shrugged. She had never heard American alley slang. "Your neck?"
"Here, yo, just take it! I already got my payment, see, Joey, he sent it up with this slammin' pre-pay deal, know?" He thrust a bag of what looked to be seasoning salt into Ron's hand. Ron didn't have time to reply; sirens were heard and the two guys took off.
"Salt?" Ron laughed nervously.
"Let's just do this," Draco urged impatiently. Harry took out the car and placed it on the ground. "Reversal Dissipatus a Maximus," the former Slytherin mumbled and the car expanded. They all hopped in, having abandoned half of their luggage from the long, arduous walk they had just taken.
Ron began to look curiously at the salt. "It smells funny," he wrinkled his nose, and put a drop on his tongue. "Ugh, it tastes disgusting."
Ten minutes later, Ron had experimented with the salt in every way possible. "Heeey, Harrry..." he slumped in his seat, smiling goofily.
"What's wrong with Red?" Draco said, sounding a little but more sane.
"I don't know," Ginny frowned. "Ron...?"
"Hey, lil sis!" he laughed, flopping around. "I didn't know you had three heads..."
"What's he talking about?" Cho exclaimed. Suddenly, her eyes opened wide. "Holy crap!" she screeched. Harry was so surprised that he halted the car, sending them all flying forward.
"What the...?" They all looked at her.
"Drugs!" Cho shouted. "I remember now. They mess you up--overdose can kill you! Oh my god, Ron is, as they say, high!"
Hermione arched her eyebrow. "Drugs? Like, Advil?"
"No!" Cho was impatient, flipping her raven-colored hair over her shoulder. "These are bad drugs! Really bad! Harry," she looked at him, eyes pleading, "get rid of that, now!"
"Sure, sure, easy Cho," Harry snatched the bag from Ron's clutches (Ron had fallen into a strange sleep) and tossed it out the side of the car.
Cho breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank god!"
"Don't overreact, Cho," Draco yawned, leaning back. He brushed Hermione's shoulder and felt her back arch, like a cat... ready to strike. He didn't dare provoke her, but returned to Cho. "It's not like there aren't drugs in Britain..."
Cho turned a slight shade of pink and stared out of the window. It was 3 p.m. and the road trip was getting old fast. She need to do something to entertain herself. She grinned and turned to Hermione. "Hermione, truth or dare?"
Hermione's head turned stiffly to face her. "I don't want to play."
"Too bad," Cho smirked. She knew Granger wanted to play, she was just as bored as Cho. "Truth or dare?"
"Truth," Hermione replied through gritted teeth. "I'm not dumb enough to take a dare from you."
"Don't you think Draco's hot?"
Hermione turned a bright, unnatural shade of orange-pink and she sank into her seat, spine relenting from its starchy position. "Oh, come on!"
"It doesn't mean you like him, Herm," Cho teased. "He's, like, one of the cutest guys at school."
"Okay, fine!" Hermione said. "He's good-looking..."
Draco got ready to gloat silently to himself, but Hermione continued. "...Looks are wasted on all the wrong people, it's terrible."
"My turn," Hermione declared. She checked out the carload, picking her victim. "Draco, truth or dare?"
"Truth," he retorted blandly, not looking at her. He had just been majorly insulted.
"You say that there are drugs in Britain... have you ever done any?"
"Yes," was his crisp reply. He said no more.
"Well," Cho turned after a moment of silence, anticipating more. "Draco, the people, they need to know!"
"Fine, if it will shut you all up," Draco sighed, shifting toward his eager listeners. "When I was seventeen, I had thought I was going to be a Death Eater. My dad saw that I was wavering and thought that if he got me stoned enough, I'd sign the papers and I'd definitely be a Death Eater." He paused for a dramatic effect. "But, I was too high to grip the pen and I passed out shortly after, like Ron here." he beckoned to Ron, who was curled up in the front seat dozing.
No one said anything (they all were wondering what "stoned" meant but were too shy to admit it), and Draco felt kind of alienated. "Um, Harry, truth or dare?"
"Dare," Harry replied, smirking from the front seat.
Draco rubbed his hands together. "This has got to be a good one," he thought aloud, and the passengers snickered. Draco rubbed his chin in thought. "I dare you... to kiss..." The girls gasped, apparently not expecting the obvious. "...to kiss... Hermione!"
Hermione groaned. Against popular belief, she did not and never had feelings more than best friendship for Harry. "That's not fair!" she protested. "It's not my dare."
"She's right, Draco," Harry insisted. "I'm game, but you can't make her do it." Hermione blushed a little. He was game?
"Oh fine," Draco scowled. "Be a prude. Harry, I dare you to strip to your boxers and breakdance on the hood of the car."
Harry grinned, a twinkle in his eyes. "Now this I can do," he said devilishly.
The girls feigned mock "ooh"s and "aw"s as he removed his Muggle clothes and climbed onto the hood of the car. Now this, Hermione grinned, is what road trips are all about. Fun.
Harry laughed a little. "How exactly do I break dance?"
"Hey cutie!" Someone whistled from a passing car. The street was not vacant, but it wasn't busy either. Harry blushed but seemed to enjoy the attention.
"Just get down on the hood and wiggle and twist around," Draco said, laughing at the strange sight Harry was creating.
Harry laid down and began to wriggle and writhe. The car erupted, absolutely hysterical. "You...call...that...break dancing?" Draco managed between laughter. "It looks... more like... a seizure!"
The laughter sounded like it was never going to die down. And if Harry hadn't stood up and glared daggers at them, it probably never would have. Finally, they were having the time of their lives.
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A/N: Hey, and thanks so much to my reviewers! I am turning out 2 chapters a day at this rate so always check back!
Sam--Thank you very much. Yes, Draco is nice. I hate the Draco stories where Hermione/Ginny makes him change with a snap of the fingers so I decided to give a him a legitimate reason that happened before the story. I'm not sure if Draco will be paired; if not, he will make some great friends.
Noodlejelly--That's a promise? Maybe I'll make it H/H. I'm leaving my options open. This will prob be long but I update very quickly.
SlytherinMudblood Ch1--Glad 2 hear it, lol
SlytherinMudblood Ch2--Thanks again, I hope so~I actually want to be an author, so it crushes me when ppl say otherwise.
SlytherinMudblood Ch3--LOL, glad you think so highly (not!) of Harry and Cho. I don't like Cho much, I'm not making her mean, just blunt. Harry is cool, though, although Draco is 4 me! BTW, you are an author's dream w/ all your reviews! Ty!!!
Bunni--Glad ya like! I do plan on writing more, lol
Ravenlink--thats ok, everyone wants this story to have their fav matchup. Yeah, I'm not sure that there will be pairings--prob one, who knows? I like writing w/o a plan, like they like driving w/o one...
Xoni Newcomer--LOL, you made me laugh. Many people feel strongly about the H/H pairing, I'll see, k? I thought there was a tunnel but just to be safe, I put that. Let me clear something up (EVERY1 LISTEN UP!) I thought about the corrections you said... one, they had assumed Harry would have the money and he wadn't been sure about the conversions between Muggle and wizarding money so he got a strange amount. And, I imagine Harry had never stayed at a hotel before. Let's pretend Herm never did either. I will write in these assumptions because I was dumb enough to write them in. Thank you very much!
AznGolDragonGod--LOL, yeah... well, I grew up w/ older brother so I did EVERYTHING he did at that age...
Amo il ragazzo--Thank you so much! Really, thanks! I agree about the pairings, I wonder how JK's gonna deal w/ that in the actual books, know? I'm glad you're a supporter of the song-ish chapters, they are more fun and easier to write. Thanks a lot!
Spitfire360--yes, thankyou, Xoni told me, I'll have 2 add that. Thanks very much!
That's it for da night... gotta shower and stuff... adios mis amigos y buenas noches! dormitis bien! hasta manana!
And I'm out.....
Disclaimer: I see Paris, I see France... aw, hell, I don't own Harry Potter.
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"So..." Ginny trailed off, not having any specific reason to talk. The silence was unbearable. "What's up?" Everyone threw her dirty looks. Guess they're not talkative, she mused.
"Hermione?" Draco stopped abruptly and grimaced toward the detached brunette. She looked at him, as if to kill. "You were the one who did that stupid spell, so where are we?"
"The United States," she replied, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"No!" he screeched. This attracted attention from the others. Draco usually acted so calm and collected. "There are 62 states--"
"50."
"What?"
"50," Hermione corrected, her voice flat. "There are 50 states. I imagine you want to know which one we're in."
"Yes, that would be of help!" Draco roared. He didn't mean to act so freakish, but he was tired, hungry, and his feet ached from walking up and down the streets of the dirty city.
"Well," she said, still monotone, "that looks to be the Empire State Building, right Cho?"
Cho briefly scanned her memory. "Yep, that's it."
"Assuming that it's still located in New York City, as said in our Muggle Studies textbooks, we should be in--"
"Okay, okay, I get it," Draco snapped, not wanting to feel any stupider. "We're in New York, okay."
"California and New York... I've heard of those two places!" Harry brightened. "They can't be too far apart!" (Little did our six graduates know, 'too far apart' is thousands of miles... muchachacha... muchachacha... ok, anyway...)
"Excuse me, sir!" Ginny was flustered but put on a small smile as she stopped a man in a suit. He gave a smile that looked all too cheesy. "Um, could you give me directions to California?"
The man made a horrendous face and stomped off, muttering something about tourists and Brits. Ginny blushed. "What did I do?"
"I don't know, Gin," Ron sighed, sitting on the curb. The others joined him. "I guess people in America aren't too friendly."
"I don't think so!" Harry jumped up, resolute. "We'll find our own way! Let's take the Vette into one of those alleys and enlarge it!"
This did little to renew their spirits, but the rest agreed. The first "alley" they came to had two tall young men in it, dressed in baggy black clothes. "What's that in his mouth?" Hermione whispered to Cho. Cho shrugged. She had never seen pictures of that in her textbook.
Ron stepped forward. "Eh hem," he cleared his throat. The two looked up at him with sneers. "When you are finished inhabiting this alley, could you please allow us to borrow it?"
The taller, brawnier one with a slick, dark ponytail started to adavnce on them. "Yo, we aint doin' nothin'... y'all with the cops?" He eyed them suspiciously.
"Coppers?" Ginny questioned. "Oh, no, we're just people."
The guy made a face, obviously thinking that it was a bad attempt at a joke. "Yo, we cool over here. Joey, did he send y'all to my neck?"
"Um...?" Ron looked helplessly to Cho, who shrugged. She had never heard American alley slang. "Your neck?"
"Here, yo, just take it! I already got my payment, see, Joey, he sent it up with this slammin' pre-pay deal, know?" He thrust a bag of what looked to be seasoning salt into Ron's hand. Ron didn't have time to reply; sirens were heard and the two guys took off.
"Salt?" Ron laughed nervously.
"Let's just do this," Draco urged impatiently. Harry took out the car and placed it on the ground. "Reversal Dissipatus a Maximus," the former Slytherin mumbled and the car expanded. They all hopped in, having abandoned half of their luggage from the long, arduous walk they had just taken.
Ron began to look curiously at the salt. "It smells funny," he wrinkled his nose, and put a drop on his tongue. "Ugh, it tastes disgusting."
Ten minutes later, Ron had experimented with the salt in every way possible. "Heeey, Harrry..." he slumped in his seat, smiling goofily.
"What's wrong with Red?" Draco said, sounding a little but more sane.
"I don't know," Ginny frowned. "Ron...?"
"Hey, lil sis!" he laughed, flopping around. "I didn't know you had three heads..."
"What's he talking about?" Cho exclaimed. Suddenly, her eyes opened wide. "Holy crap!" she screeched. Harry was so surprised that he halted the car, sending them all flying forward.
"What the...?" They all looked at her.
"Drugs!" Cho shouted. "I remember now. They mess you up--overdose can kill you! Oh my god, Ron is, as they say, high!"
Hermione arched her eyebrow. "Drugs? Like, Advil?"
"No!" Cho was impatient, flipping her raven-colored hair over her shoulder. "These are bad drugs! Really bad! Harry," she looked at him, eyes pleading, "get rid of that, now!"
"Sure, sure, easy Cho," Harry snatched the bag from Ron's clutches (Ron had fallen into a strange sleep) and tossed it out the side of the car.
Cho breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank god!"
"Don't overreact, Cho," Draco yawned, leaning back. He brushed Hermione's shoulder and felt her back arch, like a cat... ready to strike. He didn't dare provoke her, but returned to Cho. "It's not like there aren't drugs in Britain..."
Cho turned a slight shade of pink and stared out of the window. It was 3 p.m. and the road trip was getting old fast. She need to do something to entertain herself. She grinned and turned to Hermione. "Hermione, truth or dare?"
Hermione's head turned stiffly to face her. "I don't want to play."
"Too bad," Cho smirked. She knew Granger wanted to play, she was just as bored as Cho. "Truth or dare?"
"Truth," Hermione replied through gritted teeth. "I'm not dumb enough to take a dare from you."
"Don't you think Draco's hot?"
Hermione turned a bright, unnatural shade of orange-pink and she sank into her seat, spine relenting from its starchy position. "Oh, come on!"
"It doesn't mean you like him, Herm," Cho teased. "He's, like, one of the cutest guys at school."
"Okay, fine!" Hermione said. "He's good-looking..."
Draco got ready to gloat silently to himself, but Hermione continued. "...Looks are wasted on all the wrong people, it's terrible."
"My turn," Hermione declared. She checked out the carload, picking her victim. "Draco, truth or dare?"
"Truth," he retorted blandly, not looking at her. He had just been majorly insulted.
"You say that there are drugs in Britain... have you ever done any?"
"Yes," was his crisp reply. He said no more.
"Well," Cho turned after a moment of silence, anticipating more. "Draco, the people, they need to know!"
"Fine, if it will shut you all up," Draco sighed, shifting toward his eager listeners. "When I was seventeen, I had thought I was going to be a Death Eater. My dad saw that I was wavering and thought that if he got me stoned enough, I'd sign the papers and I'd definitely be a Death Eater." He paused for a dramatic effect. "But, I was too high to grip the pen and I passed out shortly after, like Ron here." he beckoned to Ron, who was curled up in the front seat dozing.
No one said anything (they all were wondering what "stoned" meant but were too shy to admit it), and Draco felt kind of alienated. "Um, Harry, truth or dare?"
"Dare," Harry replied, smirking from the front seat.
Draco rubbed his hands together. "This has got to be a good one," he thought aloud, and the passengers snickered. Draco rubbed his chin in thought. "I dare you... to kiss..." The girls gasped, apparently not expecting the obvious. "...to kiss... Hermione!"
Hermione groaned. Against popular belief, she did not and never had feelings more than best friendship for Harry. "That's not fair!" she protested. "It's not my dare."
"She's right, Draco," Harry insisted. "I'm game, but you can't make her do it." Hermione blushed a little. He was game?
"Oh fine," Draco scowled. "Be a prude. Harry, I dare you to strip to your boxers and breakdance on the hood of the car."
Harry grinned, a twinkle in his eyes. "Now this I can do," he said devilishly.
The girls feigned mock "ooh"s and "aw"s as he removed his Muggle clothes and climbed onto the hood of the car. Now this, Hermione grinned, is what road trips are all about. Fun.
Harry laughed a little. "How exactly do I break dance?"
"Hey cutie!" Someone whistled from a passing car. The street was not vacant, but it wasn't busy either. Harry blushed but seemed to enjoy the attention.
"Just get down on the hood and wiggle and twist around," Draco said, laughing at the strange sight Harry was creating.
Harry laid down and began to wriggle and writhe. The car erupted, absolutely hysterical. "You...call...that...break dancing?" Draco managed between laughter. "It looks... more like... a seizure!"
The laughter sounded like it was never going to die down. And if Harry hadn't stood up and glared daggers at them, it probably never would have. Finally, they were having the time of their lives.
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A/N: Hey, and thanks so much to my reviewers! I am turning out 2 chapters a day at this rate so always check back!
Sam--Thank you very much. Yes, Draco is nice. I hate the Draco stories where Hermione/Ginny makes him change with a snap of the fingers so I decided to give a him a legitimate reason that happened before the story. I'm not sure if Draco will be paired; if not, he will make some great friends.
Noodlejelly--That's a promise? Maybe I'll make it H/H. I'm leaving my options open. This will prob be long but I update very quickly.
SlytherinMudblood Ch1--Glad 2 hear it, lol
SlytherinMudblood Ch2--Thanks again, I hope so~I actually want to be an author, so it crushes me when ppl say otherwise.
SlytherinMudblood Ch3--LOL, glad you think so highly (not!) of Harry and Cho. I don't like Cho much, I'm not making her mean, just blunt. Harry is cool, though, although Draco is 4 me! BTW, you are an author's dream w/ all your reviews! Ty!!!
Bunni--Glad ya like! I do plan on writing more, lol
Ravenlink--thats ok, everyone wants this story to have their fav matchup. Yeah, I'm not sure that there will be pairings--prob one, who knows? I like writing w/o a plan, like they like driving w/o one...
Xoni Newcomer--LOL, you made me laugh. Many people feel strongly about the H/H pairing, I'll see, k? I thought there was a tunnel but just to be safe, I put that. Let me clear something up (EVERY1 LISTEN UP!) I thought about the corrections you said... one, they had assumed Harry would have the money and he wadn't been sure about the conversions between Muggle and wizarding money so he got a strange amount. And, I imagine Harry had never stayed at a hotel before. Let's pretend Herm never did either. I will write in these assumptions because I was dumb enough to write them in. Thank you very much!
AznGolDragonGod--LOL, yeah... well, I grew up w/ older brother so I did EVERYTHING he did at that age...
Amo il ragazzo--Thank you so much! Really, thanks! I agree about the pairings, I wonder how JK's gonna deal w/ that in the actual books, know? I'm glad you're a supporter of the song-ish chapters, they are more fun and easier to write. Thanks a lot!
Spitfire360--yes, thankyou, Xoni told me, I'll have 2 add that. Thanks very much!
That's it for da night... gotta shower and stuff... adios mis amigos y buenas noches! dormitis bien! hasta manana!
And I'm out.....