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Chapter three - Muggle Experienced People?
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and I don't own Coke or Pepsi or whatever else I mentioned here.
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"Hermione!" yelled Ron in pure shock "What are you doing here?" "Well for your information, I'm going with you!" "What about your parents?" "Well, the Ministry informed them so they're going to go on vacation without me. Didn't you read the paper?" She held up the Daily Prophet and Ron read aloud what she was pointing at: "Along with the Weasleys, a few half blood, or should we say, Muggle-experienced friends of Ron's are coming along." "Who would that be?" asked Ron. "You'll see" said Hermione as she put the paper back into her backpack. "Well we better get off to the station!" said Mr. Weasley.
So they used a muggle bus (obviously Hermione handling the money) to get to the airport. When they arrived to the airport they got on the check-in line. "Alright Mr. Weasley, just follow the instructions the Ministry gave you." "Okay, where are they, the Ministry told me a mugg-I mean person with your job would give them to me." "What?" said Hermione "I don't have them!" "I've got them!" said a familar male voice behind them. They looked behind themselves and saw none other than...
"Harry!" yelled Hermione, Ron, and Mr. Weasley in shock "We didn't know you were coming!" "Yeah, well" Harry said red faced out of breath because he was running, "Didn't...you...ever think...who...else...are the...muggle-experienced...people?" "Oh yeah!" they all said excluding Harry who regained his breath. "Sorry I'm late" said Harry "After the Dursleys agreed to letting me come because they wouldn't see me for a month, they drove me here, there was traffic, and that stupid git of a cousin I have wanted to go play in the revolving doors. I mean really! Dudley went to play in the revolving doors and got stuck! I had to go get sercurity, because my uncle and aunt couldn't get in or help and passerbys were staring at him trying not to laugh. If that hadn't happened I would've been here an hour ago!"
The Weasleys and Hermione tried not to laugh at Harry's story, but failed. They went through the metal detectors and then the check-in with the luggage and the carry on and the tickets (which confused the Weasleys a lot) they got to the terminal waiting area.
"My that took a long time!" said Ron as he, Harry and Hermione were waiting. Mr. Weasley was sitting reading a muggle newspaper across from them.
"So, Hermione, are we first class?" "Yep!" she said. "First class?" said a very confused Ron "We're not going to school are we? We're not in our first year either!" "No, no" said Hermione "You see first class is something like a level in riding an airplane, you see there's economy class, that the first less expenive class with the least good stuff it might have personal TVs, then there's first class which is better, usually has personal TVs, and then there's a business class which is...wait... nevermind you'll see." "You should just remember what we tell you now, until the end of the ride, okay?" said Harry trying to get Ron to feel less...unusual. Okay, what's a TV? This is the time when in anime cartoons, they sweatdrop and fall.
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Poor, naive Ron
Lucky! first class! They get those cool tvs that come out of their armrests! Otherwise the tvs are on the seat in front of them.
Heheh pull down tables, hidden tvs, no pumpkin juice and...Coke?
Find out in the next chapter!
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Chapter three - Muggle Experienced People?
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter and I don't own Coke or Pepsi or whatever else I mentioned here.
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"Hermione!" yelled Ron in pure shock "What are you doing here?" "Well for your information, I'm going with you!" "What about your parents?" "Well, the Ministry informed them so they're going to go on vacation without me. Didn't you read the paper?" She held up the Daily Prophet and Ron read aloud what she was pointing at: "Along with the Weasleys, a few half blood, or should we say, Muggle-experienced friends of Ron's are coming along." "Who would that be?" asked Ron. "You'll see" said Hermione as she put the paper back into her backpack. "Well we better get off to the station!" said Mr. Weasley.
So they used a muggle bus (obviously Hermione handling the money) to get to the airport. When they arrived to the airport they got on the check-in line. "Alright Mr. Weasley, just follow the instructions the Ministry gave you." "Okay, where are they, the Ministry told me a mugg-I mean person with your job would give them to me." "What?" said Hermione "I don't have them!" "I've got them!" said a familar male voice behind them. They looked behind themselves and saw none other than...
"Harry!" yelled Hermione, Ron, and Mr. Weasley in shock "We didn't know you were coming!" "Yeah, well" Harry said red faced out of breath because he was running, "Didn't...you...ever think...who...else...are the...muggle-experienced...people?" "Oh yeah!" they all said excluding Harry who regained his breath. "Sorry I'm late" said Harry "After the Dursleys agreed to letting me come because they wouldn't see me for a month, they drove me here, there was traffic, and that stupid git of a cousin I have wanted to go play in the revolving doors. I mean really! Dudley went to play in the revolving doors and got stuck! I had to go get sercurity, because my uncle and aunt couldn't get in or help and passerbys were staring at him trying not to laugh. If that hadn't happened I would've been here an hour ago!"
The Weasleys and Hermione tried not to laugh at Harry's story, but failed. They went through the metal detectors and then the check-in with the luggage and the carry on and the tickets (which confused the Weasleys a lot) they got to the terminal waiting area.
"My that took a long time!" said Ron as he, Harry and Hermione were waiting. Mr. Weasley was sitting reading a muggle newspaper across from them.
"So, Hermione, are we first class?" "Yep!" she said. "First class?" said a very confused Ron "We're not going to school are we? We're not in our first year either!" "No, no" said Hermione "You see first class is something like a level in riding an airplane, you see there's economy class, that the first less expenive class with the least good stuff it might have personal TVs, then there's first class which is better, usually has personal TVs, and then there's a business class which is...wait... nevermind you'll see." "You should just remember what we tell you now, until the end of the ride, okay?" said Harry trying to get Ron to feel less...unusual. Okay, what's a TV? This is the time when in anime cartoons, they sweatdrop and fall.
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Poor, naive Ron
Lucky! first class! They get those cool tvs that come out of their armrests! Otherwise the tvs are on the seat in front of them.
Heheh pull down tables, hidden tvs, no pumpkin juice and...Coke?
Find out in the next chapter!
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