Author's note: I hope you guys like this chapter. Sorry it took so long.
James looked at the Plane through the window in the waiting room skeptically. "Are you sure that's safe?"
Lily rolled her eyes. She already sick of James' company and they had only left Platform 9 and 3/4 two hours ago. She had had to lead him through the airport like a mother with a particularly curious six year old. "For the last time, Yes, the airplane is safe James. Airplanes carry muggles everywhere in the world. This one will certainly take us to New York." She buried her head in the novel she was currently reading.
James pressed his nose to the glass and stared in amazement at the huge white monstrosity. "Yeah but airplanes crash." He said nervously.
"So do brooms."
"Yeah, but that's different." James insisted.
"How so? It flies and it carries people."
"Yeah but…"
Lily closed her book as their flight was called. She looked at the boy a little bit sympathetically. "James, don't worry. The plane won't crash. If it does, we'll be fine."
James sighed and grabbed his bag. He ran to catch up with Lily.
The woman checking their passes looked at him sympathetically. "First time flying deary?"
James gulped. "Uh, yeah."
She smiled at him encouragingly. "Good luck."
His eyes widened and Lily dragged him through the door. "Come on."
They walked down the narrow aisle of the plane. James thought it smelled funny. Lily was muttering under her breath, "37…37…..ah, here we go, 37." Lily turned to him. "Do you want window seat?"
"Okay…" James said warily. He sidled into the small row. Lily followed him and sat down in the seat next to his.
James squirmed in his seat. "It's a bit crowded." He said.
"Quit complaining." Lily said. She brought out her book again.
James looked around, trying to amuse himself. He looked out the window to see the airplane runway underneath the plane. As he looked a man dressed in orange drove a little cart out from under the plane. Bored already he turned to look at the seat in front of him. It said, "Please keep tray up when the plane is taking off and landing." There's a tray there? He thought. He examined the back of the seat. All he could see was a beige square with a rectangular knob at the top. He took out his wand and tapped the knob to see if it would open.
Lily was immersed in her book when a man tapped her shoulder. She looked up to see a middle aged man sitting from across the hall. "Yes?" she said.
"Is your friend there okay?" The man asked concernedly.
Lily, confused turned to James. He was tapping the tray with his wand. Her eyes widened.
She turned back to the man. "Oh, yeah, he's umm really into fantasy fiction." The man still looked a little worried but he turned away.
Lily snatched the wand from James. "We can't do magic here! We're with muggles!" she hissed at him.
He looked at her baffedly. "Then how do you get the tray open?"
She groaned and twisted the rectangular knob. The tray immediately fell open. "Oh." James said.
"Did you learn nothing in Muggle Studies?" She asked him incredulously.
He blushed and said, "Uh….." The plane began moving. James grabbed the armrests in a death grip. "What's going on?" He said, his eyes darting.
Lily rested an arm on his shoulder. "Shhh, it's okay." She said. She felt like she was calming a skittish animal. "We're just moving to the runway."
James relaxed a little. When the plane began to take-off he freaked out again. "We're going to crash." He said. "I'm going to die." He looked out the window as they lifted off the ground.
Lily grabbed his hand in hers and rubbed it. "It's okay. We're not going to die. It's okay."
She said in a soft voice. James gripped her hand and looked at her worriedly. She smiled at him and he smiled back at her slowly.
They stayed like this until they were safely up in the air and they realized what they were actually doing. After that they averted their eyes from each other for the rest of the trip.