A/N: umm. I'd forgotten about this little story. But I re-read it and decided I kind of liked it. So I thought I'd attempt to finish it, although I am not very good at it.Yea. So yea. Here goes nothing.
After Hermiones stuff was all packed up in the car, and Ron and Harry were finished devouring all of the food in Hermiones kitchen, Hermione kissed her parents goodbye and the friends climbed into the car, (which was the weasleys new car), and drove away.
"So.. Where are we going?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Where ever there's food" Ron replied.
"Ron!" Ginny screeched. "You just ate about 22 pancakes!"
"I'm joking, I'm joking. So, where, Harry?"
"Why are you asking ME? Hermione's the organized one!" Harry replied quickly.
"Me? I was the one who asked the original question." Hermione said reasonably.
"So, Ginny."Ron said helpfully. "Where are we going?"
"Umm.. I kind of wanted to vacation to Paris."
"Ah, the city of doves." Ron said.
Everyone stared at him . "Its love, Ron." They all said.
"I knew that." Everyone stared at him, except Harry, who was driving. "No! Seriously! I did! I just got messed up!"
"Sure." Hermione said. "So. Paris? Alright. How long will it take us?"
"Paris is in Luxemburg, right?" Ron asked.
Everyone stared at him. "France, Ron." They all corrected.
"Oh. Oh yea. Thanks for reminding me. " he said quickly, his ears turning bright red.
Hermione shook her head. "Okay.. Kings Cross station to France.." Hermione got a strained look on her face and began counting on her fingers. "I estimate.. Surrey to Paros.." she muttered. "Would take about.." she looked into the sky, as if the answer was written there. "About 4 hours, 32 minutes and 40 seconds, I'd guess.(*)"
Everyone stared at her, even Harry turned around and looked at her. "What?" She asked, a stunned look on her face. "WHAT?" she demanded when no one answered.
"Harry, watch the road!" Ginny squealed.
"Right, right, sorry." Harry said, turning around. Ginny and Ron struck up a conversation about mince-meat pies and Hermione talked to Harry about prime numbers.
"7,057 is a prime number." Hermione argued.
"I doubt it is. How would you know? Did you make a chart that big?"
"No. You just take away the multiples of 2,3,4,5,6,7, etc, and you have the prime numbers."
Again, everyone stared at her.
"I read it in a book once!!" she explained.
"Whatever you say, Hermione." Harry gave up. Hermione smirked triumphantly and leaned back in her seat.
"So." Ginny said. She seemed uncomfortable with what she was about to say. "We have room for one more person in the car.."
"Yea." Ron said. "So what?"
"So.." Ginny continued. "Who are we going to bring?"
"Well.. How about Cho?" Harry asked hopefully.
Hermione sighed. "Harry. No." Ginny looked disappointed.
"Well." Ginny said. "I say we bring Draco."
Harry swerved off the road and then back on. Ron had exclaimed 'bloody hell, Ginny!" loudly, but Hermione was looking at her curiously.
"Why so?" Hermione asked.
"Well." Ginny started. "When his father was killed he seemed quite depressed. He even apologized to me when he knocked me over in the corridor and helped me pick up my books that one time in 6th year. I think we should bring him. I mean, his only friends are Crabbe and Goyle, and what kind of friends are they?" Ginny finished quickly, as if she had planned and rehearsed the speech earlier.
"Hell no, Ginny." Ron said firmly.
"She does have a point, Ron."
"Yea" Ginny said, her confidence rising at Hermiones words. "And, I mean, if we get sick of him, we can always leave him wherever we are."
Harry had been quiet this whole time. Hermione poked his shoulder.
"What do you think, Harry?"
Harry nodded slowly. "It seems logical."
"Oh, come on, guys!" Ron yelled. "This is the guy who gave us hell for the 7 years we knew him, and you're thinking about inviting him on OUR road trip? Are you insane? Have you lost your minds?"
"Maybe we're just having an adventurous spirit, Mr. Party pooper." Ginny said. "Now.. Harry. Drive to the Malfoy manor."
"But.. But.." Ron tried to think of a defense. "But then there will be an uneven amount of girls and boys!" he exclaimed proudly.
"So we'll invite Lucy." Ginny said. "She was a girl in my year at Hogwarts." She explained. "We were really good friends."
"Sounds like a plan!" Hermione said. "Drive on, Harry!"
Drive on he did. They picked up Lucy first, and she sat between Harry and Ron. She was a tall, thin girl with stick straight blonde hair and glasses, but she was very pretty. Ron instantly took to her. They began a conversation about the cannons as Harry drove ever closer to Dracos house.
After Hermiones stuff was all packed up in the car, and Ron and Harry were finished devouring all of the food in Hermiones kitchen, Hermione kissed her parents goodbye and the friends climbed into the car, (which was the weasleys new car), and drove away.
"So.. Where are we going?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Where ever there's food" Ron replied.
"Ron!" Ginny screeched. "You just ate about 22 pancakes!"
"I'm joking, I'm joking. So, where, Harry?"
"Why are you asking ME? Hermione's the organized one!" Harry replied quickly.
"Me? I was the one who asked the original question." Hermione said reasonably.
"So, Ginny."Ron said helpfully. "Where are we going?"
"Umm.. I kind of wanted to vacation to Paris."
"Ah, the city of doves." Ron said.
Everyone stared at him . "Its love, Ron." They all said.
"I knew that." Everyone stared at him, except Harry, who was driving. "No! Seriously! I did! I just got messed up!"
"Sure." Hermione said. "So. Paris? Alright. How long will it take us?"
"Paris is in Luxemburg, right?" Ron asked.
Everyone stared at him. "France, Ron." They all corrected.
"Oh. Oh yea. Thanks for reminding me. " he said quickly, his ears turning bright red.
Hermione shook her head. "Okay.. Kings Cross station to France.." Hermione got a strained look on her face and began counting on her fingers. "I estimate.. Surrey to Paros.." she muttered. "Would take about.." she looked into the sky, as if the answer was written there. "About 4 hours, 32 minutes and 40 seconds, I'd guess.(*)"
Everyone stared at her, even Harry turned around and looked at her. "What?" She asked, a stunned look on her face. "WHAT?" she demanded when no one answered.
"Harry, watch the road!" Ginny squealed.
"Right, right, sorry." Harry said, turning around. Ginny and Ron struck up a conversation about mince-meat pies and Hermione talked to Harry about prime numbers.
"7,057 is a prime number." Hermione argued.
"I doubt it is. How would you know? Did you make a chart that big?"
"No. You just take away the multiples of 2,3,4,5,6,7, etc, and you have the prime numbers."
Again, everyone stared at her.
"I read it in a book once!!" she explained.
"Whatever you say, Hermione." Harry gave up. Hermione smirked triumphantly and leaned back in her seat.
"So." Ginny said. She seemed uncomfortable with what she was about to say. "We have room for one more person in the car.."
"Yea." Ron said. "So what?"
"So.." Ginny continued. "Who are we going to bring?"
"Well.. How about Cho?" Harry asked hopefully.
Hermione sighed. "Harry. No." Ginny looked disappointed.
"Well." Ginny said. "I say we bring Draco."
Harry swerved off the road and then back on. Ron had exclaimed 'bloody hell, Ginny!" loudly, but Hermione was looking at her curiously.
"Why so?" Hermione asked.
"Well." Ginny started. "When his father was killed he seemed quite depressed. He even apologized to me when he knocked me over in the corridor and helped me pick up my books that one time in 6th year. I think we should bring him. I mean, his only friends are Crabbe and Goyle, and what kind of friends are they?" Ginny finished quickly, as if she had planned and rehearsed the speech earlier.
"Hell no, Ginny." Ron said firmly.
"She does have a point, Ron."
"Yea" Ginny said, her confidence rising at Hermiones words. "And, I mean, if we get sick of him, we can always leave him wherever we are."
Harry had been quiet this whole time. Hermione poked his shoulder.
"What do you think, Harry?"
Harry nodded slowly. "It seems logical."
"Oh, come on, guys!" Ron yelled. "This is the guy who gave us hell for the 7 years we knew him, and you're thinking about inviting him on OUR road trip? Are you insane? Have you lost your minds?"
"Maybe we're just having an adventurous spirit, Mr. Party pooper." Ginny said. "Now.. Harry. Drive to the Malfoy manor."
"But.. But.." Ron tried to think of a defense. "But then there will be an uneven amount of girls and boys!" he exclaimed proudly.
"So we'll invite Lucy." Ginny said. "She was a girl in my year at Hogwarts." She explained. "We were really good friends."
"Sounds like a plan!" Hermione said. "Drive on, Harry!"
Drive on he did. They picked up Lucy first, and she sat between Harry and Ron. She was a tall, thin girl with stick straight blonde hair and glasses, but she was very pretty. Ron instantly took to her. They began a conversation about the cannons as Harry drove ever closer to Dracos house.