Thanks for the reviews and just to tell you… I AM CANADIAN (too)!!!!! Ha ha!!  Hope you enjoy this chapter! Just to tell you I might do the actual plane ride as a separate fic. I think I should change this chapter title…

Chapter 2: A Nonexistent Affection

"Ow," James rubbed his aching head, which had been hit consecutive times over by Remus' book about planes and airports. It wasn't his fault that he couldn't resist winking at every pretty girl on the plane for the last five hours, but of course, Sirius gave Remus the order to slam his book on James' cranium every time he did so. He wished his friends weren't so helpful. "So how are we supposed to find our luggage?"

            "It's on that," Remus flipped a few pages of his book and then pointed, "conveyor belt."

            James walked over to the moving device, "Con-what?"

            "Conveyor belt," he repeated, quite interested in what was before him.

            "Ah, whatever," Sirius shrugged trying to stay as far away from a certain green looking Peter, "Remus I suggest you put that book away before any girls see you. Remember the plan?"

            "You mean, like your plan that you used on the plane?" Peter ran away with his hand covering his mouth at the mention of the word. Probably to find a washroom. "I think the flight attendant knew what you were trying to do by the time you ordered your fifteenth glass of water."

            "Hey, at least I wasn't the one who was asking if I could try to fly the plane. You need more than a book to learn that," Sirius pointed out, grabbing some luggage.

            Remus grinned, "Really? Then why did they let me co-pilot?"

            "When was that?" Sirius looked surprised, "I don't remember you leaving."

            "That was because you were too concerned about Peter's well-being," Remus searched for his own suitcase with his name on it. He was glad he had done his own research on things like this and had listened in class, unlike his companions, "I'd put that luggage back if I were you."

            His friend looked at the bag he was holding, "Why? It's mine."

            "Is your name on it?"

            "I never put-"

            Remus interrupted and gestured at the bag, "No, but I did; and unless your name is Mrs. Whettire, then I suggest you put it back."

            "Oh," Sirius said sheepishly, "Right." He quickly put back.

"Does anyone know where my suitcase is?" said James, his hands stretched out far in front of him. "Next time don't hit me so hard, I'm finding it hard to see," both boys could see the problem.

            Sirius walked over to him and poked him on the shoulder, ducking so that James didn't hit him when he spun around, "I'd suggest putting your glasses back on, mate."

            "My… glasses?" He felt his face and frowned. "Um, Sirius?"

            He knew there was something wrong when James didn't call him Padfoot, "What is it?"

            "Where are my glasses?"

            "I gave them to Peter for awhile," he looked horrified. "You don't think he put them in his bag do you? You know, the one he used to relieve his stomach in?"

            "No, he didn't," Remus stated, pulling his suitcase along with him. "He gave them to me when he felt sick, "He handed the glasses over to James, who quickly put them on. "Here you go."

            "Thanks."

A loud shriek made them jump and at first they thought it was Peter, but even for him, it was too feminine sounding. All three of them looked to see their friend being carried out of the girl's washroom by a small mob-like group of women, still looking rather green and covering his mouth, "Please put me down," he gulped, trying desperately to prevent anything vile from moving up his throat.

"YOU PERVERT! GET OUT OR WE'LL CALL SECURITY!" They screamed, causing everyone to look around and laugh at the incident. Well, at least the guys laughed. Most of the female population looked disgusted. The angry women put Peter down and stormed away, making him look even more ill.

"Good try, mate," Sirius smiled and guided Peter over to the rest of his friends, "But I suggest trying a different approach."

The small guy coughed and said with tears forming, "I wasn't trying to get a date."

Sirius frowned, "Oh. Well, then try looking next time before you go."

"Now where are we supposed to go after we collect our luggage?" asked James, collecting all of their bags.

Remus took a letter out of his pocket, unfolded it, and scanned its contents, "Ok. Um… for the group in Ontario… We're supposed to meet someone named Dr. DeBraga."

"I thought we were going to a muggle school for a week, not a hospital."

"We are, James. Muggles can receive degrees for other things, and not just in medical schools."

"Oh."

Peter wiped his tears away, "Aren't doctors those people who cut people up?"

"No." explained Remus. He grabbed another book from inside his suitcase and opened it up; studying the information that it had magically given him. The book was McGonagall's idea, incase anyone wanted to learn about something they didn't know. "Those are surgeons, and they don't cut you open unless trying to rid you of some sort of disease. It says here that doctors are paid tell you if your sick or not."

"Well, that's stupid! If you needed to see one, then you obviously were already sick!" Sirius laughed loudly. A few girls giggled at him and started whispering frantically as they walked past, giving him a quick last glance. Remus sighed. They probably thought he was cute or hot. Most girls thought so.

"Let me finish. Afterwards they give you a potion that they call medicine so that you'll heal. Doctors also tend to give you needles-"

Peter screamed. Actually, no. He shrieked overly loudly and began to tremble, "N-needle?"

Remus glared at him for interrupting him, "Yes, Peter. They give you needles to prevent you from getting sick, by injecting a bit of the virus into you."

"What?" asked James, completely confused, "They give you a virus-?"

"-To get rid of it, yah. Supposedly, it helps your immune system to not be effected by it."

Sirius wondered aloud, "But wouldn't you get sick?"

"They only give you a small amount. Too small to effect you."

Sirius leaned over to James and muttered, "Maybe it's a form of punishment at these schools. We better stay away from teachers." James nodded in agreement and Remus rolled his eyes, re-reading the letter he was still holding. His friends hurriedly forced him to read it to them as well.

"Fine.

Dear seventh year students in Ontario,

In order for this operation to be successful, all students will give their wands to the most responsible person in the group." The friends all handed the described item to the resident werewolf. "Every wizard/witch is required to write a journal describing what happened that day, so they will have notes for the project when you will all return. Journals are personal items which others are not required to see."

            Sirius paled, "There's a project involved?"

Remus ignored him, "I am counting on you to learn many things in Canada including history, ways of life, and muggle relationships. This is why you will be partnered with a muggle during your stay. I hope you will all be responsible."

            "We're going to be partnered with a muggle?" Peter asked.

            "I guess so."

            "James? What does she mean by responsible."

            "I guess we can't spike the punch, Sirius."

            "Damn. There goes one of my plans."

            Remus cleared his throat, "Remember, you will be known as exchange students from London. Do not give yourself away or let it slip about the magic world.

                        Yours sincerely,

                        Minerva McGonagall

                        Deputy Headmistress"

Sirius looked deep in thought, "Wow. She must really trust us."

            "Nah," James objected, "If she did, she wouldn't have forced Snivelly to join our group. He's going to snitch on us, I know it." All of the boys glanced over to see the greasy-haired boy sitting a few meters away on a bench.

            Then Sirius mentioned slowly, "Why did he join Muggle Studies this year, anyway?"

            "Maybe he has a secret affection for them." James replied. They watched as Snape sneered at a little girl who walked past him. She broke into tears.

            Remus raised his eyebrows, "Scratch out that theory."

            "Yup," They all replied and fell into silence.

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            "So you really wrote a book on the origins of turtles?"

            "Yes, and it's published," Dr. Debraga turned off his car engine and got out of the vehicle.

            "Wow. Where can I find a copy?"

            "You could check the library."

            "You mean, they have libraries here? Full of Muggle books too?" Remus said excitably, trying to wake his friends up without their boredom caused drool touching him. This 'doctor,' had the talent of changing the topic during a conversation constantly. From discussing the scientific theory of pressure, to football players in high-heals and ending with his research book on turtles, it wasn't surprising that his friends and Snivellus all fell asleep. Luckily the scientist didn't seem to notice.

            Dr. D nodded, "Muggles?"

            "Oh um…" Remus succeeded in waking his friends, but left Snape to continue with his nap, "It's a slang term for… um…"

            "Maybe I'd rather not know this."

            "Um… yah. You wouldn't." Remus stopped panicking. "So, what are we supposed to do now?"

            The semi-short, black-haired man handed the four boys a sheet of paper. There was a list of names, addresses, phone numbers and pictures that seemed to refer to a bunch of students in a class, "Those are the people you can choose to stay with for your week and a half. You can look at that for now, but I'd suggest you all go for a walk and get some fresh air. You've had a long flight," All the boys stretched their arms and agreed. Leaving the suitcases and Severus in the car, they slowly and peacefully made their way down the street. Well, as peacefully as possible.

Well it's a bit longer, but still annoyingly short. Oh well.

THERE ADVENTURE IS BEGINNING!!! In the next chapter, I introduce….. The Muggles that they will be staying with. These people will be VERY interesting and-

I'm not going to tell you the rest! :P

R&R!!!!

Till next time,

Luna