Chapter Fifty Three
Summer Begins
The trip through the Airport was an interesting one for Harry. He had never traveled by air before, they went to Romania and Egypt by either floo or Port Key. When they got on the plane, Harry had asked for a window seat so that he could see what was going on outside as they took off.
"Ok Harry, you can have it this time, but I get it on the way home." Hermoine was smiling at her friend, and sat down next to him as he looked out the window watching the big jet take off out of Heathrow Airport. The trip was only about two hours long, and it had fascinated Harry to no extent. He was fascinated by the way that they were flying without the use of a broom, and that they were going really fast, in fact faster than a broom.
"Hermoine, I don't see why you don't like to ride a broom, they're a lot slower than this thing." Harry was whispering this to her so no one will hear them talking about it.
"Well Harry, I don't like riding brooms because, there a lot more dangerous than a plane and I just love riding in these machines of modern technology. Don't worry, if you stick with us, you will be riding in these things each summer, for we go on a trip each year." She was smiling at the way Harry looked at her with admiration. She was also wondering why she had said that, thinking that Harry and her would be anything more than just friends. Of course he had taken her hand when they had left the train station, and they had become closer during the last couple of days. She didn't know what to think about this, but she felt that she might have been starting to have feelings for Harry, other than just friends. She knew that part of the reason that her parents had invited Harry to come with them, was because they figured out that she was beginning to have these feelings, and they wanted to get to know the boy that their girl liked. She was happy that her parents weren't going postal over the idea that she liked a boy at this age, but she was also worried that Harry didn't like her that way.
Harry was sitting there thinking that Hermoine was one of the most intelligent, beautiful, caring witches that he had ever met. He looked over at her, and smiled. "It looks like we are almost there Moine. I have to admit, this is my second favorite way to fly. I have never had the chance to try flying on a flying carpet when we were in Egypt, but I hear that it is quite a way to go. To bad there banned in England." Harry smiled over at her as the plane started to land.
"Welcome to Paris ladies and gentlemen. If you will please stay in your seats until we come to a complete stop, and enjoy your stay." The stewardess, or that's what Harry thought that Hermoine had called them when they got on board, was a sweet lady that was friendly to all the passengers when they got on board. Harry sat there in his seat with his seatbelt fastened waiting for the plane to come to a stop. When it did, he and Hermoine undid their belts, and stood up to get off the plane. Harry reached up to the bins above their seats to get his and Hermoine's carry on bags out of the overheads. He handed her hers, then helped get the Granger's out of the racks also.
"Ok, the first place that we're going is to the hotel. We are going to be staying at the Ritz hotel, where we have a large suite. You two will be staying in one room, which has two bedrooms which are connected to our room through a door, and we will be in the room next door." They went and got their rental car, and started into the city towards their hotel.
"That's the Eiffel Tower Harry, and there's the Louvre, and the Arche De Triumphe." Heromine was pointing out the different sites to Harry as they passed them. "We can go see Paris from the top of the Tower one night, and go to the Louvre to see some of the greatest art pieces of our time. We can sightsee the sites, and have Coffee in the street cafes. Oh isn't it a beautiful city Harry, it's called the City of Lights. I just love Paris in the summer." Hermoine was talking nonstop about the city to Harry and he was soaking it in. She was happy to finally be here with someone that she cares about. It is also the city of lovers, and she is there with someone that might be her love by the end of the summer, or at least by the end of the next year. She just sighed as she looked out over the streets of Paris, and was planning all the sightseeing that she and Harry were going to be doing over the next two weeks.
A/N: I hope that this is going to be an interesting summer for you all to read about. Yes this is going to be the start of the different relationships that will be showing the Romance part of the story. I hope that none of you think that third year is too young for our intrepid heros to start thinking about love. This is just the way that I'm going to be writing it. Don't worry, there won't be anything more than some snogging, and holding hands. Nothing big is going to happen for a couple of years yet. Thank you for reading and reviewing. I love all my reviewers. —Donald