Disclaimer: You probably know this by now, but I don't own Harry Potter, no
matter how much I want to. If I did, I wouldn't make Herm be with anyone
but Draco...well, maybe George, but that doesn't seem right to many people
other than me.
Chapter Six
"We are now coming up on Billings Logan International Airport. On behalf of Continental Airlines, we hope you had a great flight and enjoy your stay in Billings, however long it may be. At this time we would like you to turn off all electronics, put your tray tables up, and put your seats back in the upright position. Thank you for flying Continental Airlines." Hermione was really starting to hate those cookie cutter voices. Thank God this was the last one for a few weeks.
Hermione did was the stuartess suggested and looked over at Draco. He was fast asleep with his headphones on and a book lying face down on his chest.
Hermione couldn't help but think he looked kind of cute like that, but she had to wake him up because he didn't have his seat belt on, and she sure as hell wasn't putting it on for him.
So she started poking him.
"Draco..." She said, poking him in the arm.
Twitch.
"Huh. Well, let's try that again..." She poked him a few more times.
Twitch.
Double twitch.
"Hehe..." She started power-poking him on his head.
Mad twitching.
Draco then shot up and stated quite loudly, "STOP POKING ME! I HAVE POKE-O- PHOBIA!!!"
"This made Hermione break down in giggles.
Draco blinked and looked around in surprise. He looked as if he didn't know who he was, where he was, or what he was doing where he was. He then looked at the laughing form next to him and he remembered that he was on his way to Billings.
"Why were you poking me?" He asked her, leaning back and putting his headphones away.
"We're going to be landing soon. I figured you wanted to strap yourself to your seat and put your electronics away." Hermione answered, gaining her composure.
"Oh. Gotcha." He said, putting his stuff away and sitting back.
"So..." Hermione sighed.
"Yea..." Draco sighed back.
"So, I hope you have fun at camp." Hermione said, looking out the window at the small city.
"Yea. You too. Who knows, maybe I'll see you on the way home." Draco said. Hermione thought he almost sounded sad, but she figured it must have been her imagination.
"Do go cursing any muggles while you're away. That'd be a night mare for the Ministry." Hermione joked.
"Yea. I guess I don't have to say the same to you since you're muggle born any way. But while we're at it, don't go cursing any wizards either, ok?" Draco answered.
"Sure." Hermione laughed.
While they were talking, the plane had landed.
"Please stay seated until the pilot has turned off the fastened seatbelts sign. Once again, we thank you for flying Continental Airlines." There was that cookie cutter voice again. Hermione was about ready to shoot the next person who even thought cookie cutter voice, but she held herself back and stood up right as the seatbelt sign turned off. She grabbed her backpack and made her way out with Draco right behind her.
They walked in silence out into the terminal and to the escalator. As they rode down the escalator, Hermione saw her brother talking to some guy.
"Mike!" She yelled, and ran the rest of the way down the escalator right to her older brother and engulfed him in a hug.
"Good to see you, too." Came his muffled voice, "And it's also good to breathe, too." He said as she pulled away.
"God, you havn't changed a bit! And who's your friend?" She asked, turning to the guy he had been talking to and saw Draco standing next to him talking animatedly.
"This is Brian Black. He and his cousin are going to be staying with us for the night and then they're driving to Big Timber tomorrow morning." Mike answered.
"This is my cousin-"
"Draco." Hermione cut him off. "Yea, we know each other...more than a little." Hermione said.
"Small world" Draco said, going over to the baggage claim when his suitcase came into view, and Hermione followed suit.
"Well, I guess we aren't rid of each other for a while, now are we?" Hermione asked.
"Yup. I knew the world was small, but I never knew it was this small. I'm kind of getting tired of you." Draco said jokingly.
"Gasp! No! Me? But I'm suck good company! How could you get tired of me?" Hermione faked shock.
"You'd be surprised." Draco said with a smile and grabbed his suitcase and walked back to their ride.
A/N: Well, there's another chapter for you. I don't think it's too good, but you tell me what you think! R/R
Chapter Six
"We are now coming up on Billings Logan International Airport. On behalf of Continental Airlines, we hope you had a great flight and enjoy your stay in Billings, however long it may be. At this time we would like you to turn off all electronics, put your tray tables up, and put your seats back in the upright position. Thank you for flying Continental Airlines." Hermione was really starting to hate those cookie cutter voices. Thank God this was the last one for a few weeks.
Hermione did was the stuartess suggested and looked over at Draco. He was fast asleep with his headphones on and a book lying face down on his chest.
Hermione couldn't help but think he looked kind of cute like that, but she had to wake him up because he didn't have his seat belt on, and she sure as hell wasn't putting it on for him.
So she started poking him.
"Draco..." She said, poking him in the arm.
Twitch.
"Huh. Well, let's try that again..." She poked him a few more times.
Twitch.
Double twitch.
"Hehe..." She started power-poking him on his head.
Mad twitching.
Draco then shot up and stated quite loudly, "STOP POKING ME! I HAVE POKE-O- PHOBIA!!!"
"This made Hermione break down in giggles.
Draco blinked and looked around in surprise. He looked as if he didn't know who he was, where he was, or what he was doing where he was. He then looked at the laughing form next to him and he remembered that he was on his way to Billings.
"Why were you poking me?" He asked her, leaning back and putting his headphones away.
"We're going to be landing soon. I figured you wanted to strap yourself to your seat and put your electronics away." Hermione answered, gaining her composure.
"Oh. Gotcha." He said, putting his stuff away and sitting back.
"So..." Hermione sighed.
"Yea..." Draco sighed back.
"So, I hope you have fun at camp." Hermione said, looking out the window at the small city.
"Yea. You too. Who knows, maybe I'll see you on the way home." Draco said. Hermione thought he almost sounded sad, but she figured it must have been her imagination.
"Do go cursing any muggles while you're away. That'd be a night mare for the Ministry." Hermione joked.
"Yea. I guess I don't have to say the same to you since you're muggle born any way. But while we're at it, don't go cursing any wizards either, ok?" Draco answered.
"Sure." Hermione laughed.
While they were talking, the plane had landed.
"Please stay seated until the pilot has turned off the fastened seatbelts sign. Once again, we thank you for flying Continental Airlines." There was that cookie cutter voice again. Hermione was about ready to shoot the next person who even thought cookie cutter voice, but she held herself back and stood up right as the seatbelt sign turned off. She grabbed her backpack and made her way out with Draco right behind her.
They walked in silence out into the terminal and to the escalator. As they rode down the escalator, Hermione saw her brother talking to some guy.
"Mike!" She yelled, and ran the rest of the way down the escalator right to her older brother and engulfed him in a hug.
"Good to see you, too." Came his muffled voice, "And it's also good to breathe, too." He said as she pulled away.
"God, you havn't changed a bit! And who's your friend?" She asked, turning to the guy he had been talking to and saw Draco standing next to him talking animatedly.
"This is Brian Black. He and his cousin are going to be staying with us for the night and then they're driving to Big Timber tomorrow morning." Mike answered.
"This is my cousin-"
"Draco." Hermione cut him off. "Yea, we know each other...more than a little." Hermione said.
"Small world" Draco said, going over to the baggage claim when his suitcase came into view, and Hermione followed suit.
"Well, I guess we aren't rid of each other for a while, now are we?" Hermione asked.
"Yup. I knew the world was small, but I never knew it was this small. I'm kind of getting tired of you." Draco said jokingly.
"Gasp! No! Me? But I'm suck good company! How could you get tired of me?" Hermione faked shock.
"You'd be surprised." Draco said with a smile and grabbed his suitcase and walked back to their ride.
A/N: Well, there's another chapter for you. I don't think it's too good, but you tell me what you think! R/R