A/N: Enjoy!

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It's not my fault I have a fear of riding airplanes.

I know it's silly, but it's not my fault. I swear. Whenever I get on a plane I am just convinced we're going to crash and burn in some ocean, never to be found.

As I said, I know it's a silly fear.

But if you watch the news like I do every day, you would too.

Yet I'm too nice of a person to say anything about it to Malfoy. I know Malfoy probably went through a lot of trouble so how could I say no?

Plus I'm never flown first class before...

Checking in my baggage in, I took a deep breath and joined Malfoy back in the seating area. I took out a bag of peanuts I had taken out of the vending machine (To take my mind off that I was going to board a potential death machine.) and held them out to him.

"Peanuts?" I asked. He grabbed a couple, looking a bit surprised. "What? They're not hexed or anything." I said rolling my eyes. If I wanted to do that it would not be in a bag of peanuts in a public place. It would be clever, when he least expected it.

"You surprise me Granger." he said simply. I smiled. Having excellent morning coffee can do wonders for the attitude I tell you.

"Well I like surprises." I commented and popped a peanut into my mouth. "You know I think this is quite interesting." Malfoy raised an eyebrow.

"Really? How so?"

"Look at us. We're getting along. We haven't fought at all today. Like we're normal people. You know I think this could actually work out if we keep it like this." I said. "Did you fill out your sheet?" Now it was his turn to roll his eyes at me.

"I threw away that thing at the gate." My eyes widened.

"I spent two days on that 'thing'!"

"Too bad." he said as if he didn't care, smirking. I glared at him.

"You tree killer." I muttered. He laughed.

"Tree killer? I'm not the one who bought the paper in the first place. Your just paying them to continue chopping down trees." he shot back. And...I have nothing to go against that.

"Fine, but when this is unconvincing and this unravels do not come crying to me." I answered lamely and stood up, hoping to get away from him and the bag of peanuts got dumped on him in the process.

Oops?

I really didn't want to search through the trash cans so I went into a dark corner and whispered

"Repaiero" and the papers appeared in my hands. I quickly folded them and put them in my back pocket as the announcer called out flight. I hurried out to get to the gate and then boarded the plane. After sitting down and waiting for ten minutes I started to tap my foot, waiting for the plane to take off. I wanted the plane ride over, NOW.

"Gee Granger, what's your problem?" Malfoy asked. I ignored it as I took out the safety instructions out of the back of the chair in front of me. I started to read them very carefully.

"Aw, does Granger have a little problem with airplanes?" Malfoy said in a babish voice and smirked. I glared at him. He started to laugh.

"No, I'm afraid we'll arrive too late. My mother hates when people are hate. She's a dentist and denist have appointments..." I explained.

"I see. You take mostly take after you mother don't you?" he asked, I rolled my eyes at him.

And then the plane took off.

"We're appearancing some heavy turbulence." were the words of the captain as the plane started to lurch. I was so scared, my eyes were wide as I gripped my seat.

"Granger calm down." Malfoy said. I shook my head no.

"We're going to die." He looked at me like I was crazy. "Well they wouldn't exactly say that 'Okay that's it we're all goners!'"

"I haven't done anything. I haven't published a book because of that stupid publishing company who wouldn't know talent if it introduced itself. I haven't been in love. I haven't gotten married, although there was that time Ron and I were drunk, and we didn't, thank God, cause of Harry." the plane lurched again. I tried not to scream.

"I work at a bar for God's sake! I can't even tell my mother because she would smite me. She HATES alcohol with a passion. But I do come in for Ginny when she's sick though at her work."

"...I love my mother but she's just so damn annoying, we're really opposites. I hate her hair, but I tell her it looks great so she won't bitch at me about my hair. She wants me to date this guy you looks like a boy Bratz type doll..." I stopped and then looked at Malfoy.

"You don't want to listen to this."

"Your right." he answered.

Oh God, I am loosing it so badly now. But I just can't stop talking as the plane lurched again.

"...I told Harry and Ron once that I liked flying and playing qudditch. I'm not saying they're not smart but come on, they still haven't picked up I hate flying. But I can't break their hearts, going to the is the only thing I do with them now. They think I'm this wicked beater but I DO NOT have any strength..."

"...Because of course I can't meet a good guy. I'm now stuck on a plane with my enemy since I was eleven..."

"...I can't cook, I just cater everything. Everyone says I'm such a good cook but if they knew that I didn't cook it... Everyone in my family can cook. I can pass everything with an 110 percent but I can't cook eggs for the life of me..." I paused.

"...My life is so screwed up. I have no money, no boyfriend and I'm stuck in this hell of a plan with you. I try to make people envy my life..."

I stopped when I was tapped on the shoulder.

"Granger, we landed five minutes ago." I froze.

"Oh."

If Malfoy wanted to make me feel bad about my blurting out he didn't. It seemed like he didn't even listen. But yet when I looked into his eyes once, I could've sworn that I saw a glint of amusement. The kind of glint that told me he was going to use this. As we walked up the pavement to my house I explained we had to be on a first name basis when we were with my family.

"We are going to see a qudditch game this weekend, so Harry and Ron will be joining us. You hex them or hurt them and I won't kill you, but when you wake up in the morning you'll hurt like hell." I warned."There is a good chance you might have to go to Ron's wife's (At hearing Ron had a wife Malfoy laughed.) Birthday party. Same rules apply." He nodded. I took a deep breath.

"Ready?" I asked him.

"As I'll ever be, honey." he said, smirking.

"Oh your just so cute sweetheart." I said sarcastically and knocked on the door.

I'm sorry this update took so long!