Harry was soaring through the air on his Firebolt, enjoying the wind in his hair in the Quidditch enclosure behind the Weasleys' house with his best mate Ron and girlfriend Ginny when suddenly an uninvited noise made him draw his eyes toward the ground. His other best friend, Hermione, had just Apparated directly beneath him.

"Hermione!" Harry flew down to the ground and dismounted his broom, Ron and Ginny right behind him. "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to show you my new car, of course!"

"New car?" Ron asked. "I thought we were going to rent one when we went to America."

"No, of course not," Hermione said impatiently. "Come here, we have to Apparate back to my house so I can show you! Ginny, since you can't Apparate yet, grab my arm tightly."

Ginny held onto Hermione's arm, and in a few seconds, the four of them reappeared on Hermione's driveway with another loud pop.

Mr. and Mrs. Granger, who had been examining the new car they got Hermione, turned around hastily, apparently caught by surprise. "Hello Harry, Ron, Ginny," Mr. Granger said, extending his arm to each in turn. They shook his hand courteously.

"So how do you like it?" Hermione asked.

"Wow. It's even better than Uncle Vernon's new company car!"

"It's amazing Hermione! Dad would go nuts at the sight of this," Ron said, leaning into the car and accidentally turning the windshield wipers on.

"Yeah, it's great Hermione! You'll let me drive it, won't you?" Ginny pleaded.

"Do you have a driver's license?" Hermione asked skeptically.

"Yes, I do." Ginny fiddled with her watch nervously. "Well, no I don't. It's actually just a learner's permit. Dad said that he would love it if I got a license. You know him, always tinkering with Muggle stuff."

"Are you a good driver?"

"Yes," Ginny said defiantly.

Ron snickered. "Ginny, tell the truth. Tell her about the time when you –"

"Okay, okay! I got into a little accident once."

"And she got a ticket for speeding," Ron said, unable to contain himself any longer.

"Ron!"

"Ginny, you got a ticket for speeding? And you never told me?" Harry asked.

"Ron, now look what you did! My boyfriend thinks I'm a bad driver!"

"Well, you are," said Ron inaudibly behind her back.

"I'm sure you'll get better Ginny, especially if Hermione helps you," Harry said. He put his arm around her shoulders and gave Hermione a demanding look. "It would be the perfect opportunity for her to get better at driving."

"Please Hermione?" Ginny begged.

"All right! Fine, I'll let you drive for a bit of the trip. But you'd better make sure that you don't get the slightest scratch on it."

Ginny beamed. "Thanks Hermione! Come on Harry, Ron, we'd better get back and pack our suitcases!"

"Meet me back here at 10:00 tomorrow morning, all right?"

They agreed to meet there at that time, and disappeared with a pop..