Down on the Farm

Day 5: Airplanes and New York City

Hermione was the first to wake up. She looked over at the clock. 6! They had to be at the airport in two and a half hours and it took an hour to drive there.

"Draco wake up! We have to leave in an hour and a half!" Hermione shook him awake, not noticing how close they were.

"So?" Draco asked groggily.

"You have to get up!" Hermione was freaking out.

"It'll take me a half hour to get ready," Draco said rolling over.

"I know for a fact that it takes you longer than that to do your hair," Hermione said.

"Hey, we all have bad hair days. I gotta fix it," he felt his head, "But today it looks okay so no big deal."

Hermione couldn't help noticing what he said was true, but she wasn't about to tell him that.

She adopted a new strategy, "Will you please get up?" she asked sweetly.

Draco wasn't falling for it, "Nope," by now he was awake and just annoying her.

"Pretty please with sugar on top?"

"I don't like sugar much."

So much for sweetness, "Get the hell off that couch this instant Draco whatever you middle name is Malfoy!" Hermione screamed.

"Wow didn't expect that he said.

"Just get up," she pleaded.

"I'm up," he said and Hermione hopped off the couch.

"Then get ready!" With that she ran upstairs. She went into the bathroom and started the shower. Just like Draco Hermione believed showers were a great time to think. Sometimes too great.

Last night was fun, she thought to herself as the hot water ran over her.

Of course it was you were with him, and you love him, her voice answered.

Please stop saying that she thought back as she started shampooing her hair.

Only if you admit it, (Voice 2)

Admit what? That I'm insane? She thought as she rinsed her hair.

No silly, that you like him (Voice 2)

Whatever even if I did I'm never getting close to a guy again, she squeezed some conditioner in her hand and started running it through her hair.

Gods, not that again, (Voice 2)

Yes that again, I promised myself, (Voice 1)

I realize it was a big deal but it was two years ago, you need to move on, (Voice 2)

I can't, I can't even think about it without crying, how do I get over it? I know time's supposed to heal all wounds, but it's not working, Hermione rinsed the conditioner out of her hair and her tears off of her face.

Maybe you need help, (Voice 2)

What a therapist? (Voice 1)

No let him help you, (Voice 2)

I can't Hermione thought as she turned off the shower.

I can't.

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"Finally," Draco gave an exaggerated sigh as she walked out of the bathroom. "I thought you'd never get out."

"Oh wa wa," Hermione said and walked into her room. She looked through her closet and thought, I gotta wear something comfortable, She pulled out a tight, but comfortable, pair of low-rise jeans and a lime green baby tee that said, 'Goddess,' in blue letters across the front. She then moved onto her hair, it now had subtle highlights and she decided to just wear it down. She cast a quick drying spell and left it wavy. She applied minimal make up, then looked in the mirror. This was the face of someone with a mask on. Did she trust him enough to take it off? She didn't know. She looked at the clock, she had 30 minutes.

She went downstairs and entered the kitchen just before Draco, who looked very good. He was wearing slightly baggy jeans and a black tee-shirt. His blonde hair was wet, -- he couldn't be bothered with casting a drying spell, -- and hung in his eyes.

"Hey Draco," she said grabbing a banana.

"Hey. Hermione? How come you always eat fruit for breakfast?" it had only been a few days, but Hermione always did eat some kind of fruit.

"Um… because I like fruit and it's good for me," Hermione answered.

"Never saw you as the type who worried so much," Draco thought aloud.

"Worried about what?" Hermione asked.

"What you look like, which you shouldn't because if you dressed like that you could have the whole male population at Hogwarts after you." Why did I say that?

"Maybe I don't want them after me," Hermione mumbled.

"Sorry, I was just trying to compliment you. I didn't mean to upset you," Draco apologized.

"I know, look it's time to go, Aunt Nancy's driving us," as if on cue, Nancy walked down the stairs and said,

"Time to go!" they grabbed their stuff and started walking, on accident Hermione forgot her sweat shirt.

Draco followed after Hermione thinking, What isn't she telling me?

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"She's got me spendin', ooh spendin' all ya money on me and spendin' time on me." Hermione sang along to 'My Humps,' by the Black Eyed Peas on the radio.

"I'm changing the station," said Nancy.

"Come on, it's over now anyway," whined Hermione.

"Whatever," Nancy said.

Next "Don't Cha," by the Pussy Cat Dolls came on. "Don't cha wish ya girlfriend was hot like me?" Hermione sang along. She actually had a great voice.

Things went on like this until they got to the airport, with Hermione singing and Draco joining in when he knew the words.

"Here we are," Nancy said. Hermione and Draco hopped out and grabbed their stuff. "You guys got everything under control? I have to get back."

"We'll be fine," said Hermione, "See ya on Sunday," they walked towards the airport.

"Draco what bag are you taking on the plane?" Hermione asked as they walked. He pointed to one, "Okay when we get up her you give your other bags to him," she pointed to a guy standing at a booth thing.

"Oh-kay?" said Draco.

"It's fine. Then we'll go through security, where you have to out your stuff on a conveyer belt and walk through metal detectors, Okay? I'll even go first." Hermione teased.

"Gods I'm not five, but ladies are supposed to go first." Draco said, and they walked into the airport.

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Soon they were on the plane. "I call window seat," Hermione said.

"Um… okay?" said Draco. Hermione laughed and they sat down.

"Please buckle all seat belts and prepare for takeoff," a bodiless voice rang out through the plane, "Now please watch your flight attendant for emergency procedures." The flight attendant went through the all the procedures.

"They're really worried about something bad happening aren't they? Makes you think these things aren't safe," Draco said trying to hide his nervousness.

"The plane is safe, but their policy is rather be safe then sorry. I have to say I agree," Hermione said going back to listening.

"We are now taking off please turn off all electronic devices," they could now feel the plane starting to move. It seemed like it took forever for the plane to finally leave the ground but Hermione thought it was worth it to see Draco's face when they did though.

"What's holding us up?" he asked in a shocked whisper.

Hermione laughed, "Nothing, but we'll be fine, we both have our wands," Hermione whispered back.

"Yeah you got a point there," Draco said, "Hey you cold?" he asked noticing how she was running her hands up and down her arms.

"Yeah I forgot my sweatshirt, but I'll be fine," Hermione answered.

"Here wear my sweatshirt, I don't need it," Draco said pulling off his hooded sweatshirt. His shirt started to come off with it and Hermione got a good look at what was underneath. She enjoyed the view. Draco then handed her his grey sweatshirt.

"Really?" she asked.

"Yes, now take it," Hermione pulled it on, "Looks better on you anyway." Hermione just laughed looking down at herself. She was swimming in his sweatshirt.

The rest of the plane ride was pretty uneventful after that, that is until the landing…

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"My ears! My ears!" Draco cried as the decent started, earning himself some very odd looks.

"It's nothing, here chew this," Hermione said giving him a stick of gum. Draco looked at it strangely but out it in his mouth anyway, "Better?" asked Hermione.

"Much, what is this it tastes good," Draco said.

"It's called gum. This kind is Juicy Fruit," Hermione explained.

"Oh, it's good." Soon they were on the ground.

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Once out of the airport they went to their hotel and dropped off their bags.

"Wow this is a pretty nice hotel," said Hermione looking around.

"I've seen better," Draco said, Hermione sighed. Then they went to their room.

"Uh, Draco?" Hermione said walking in.

"Yeah?" he responded.

"One room is fine, but one bed is going a bit far," she said.

"Shit, since I couldn't get two conjoined rooms, I said one with two beds. Stay here, I'll go talk to the manager," with that he left. When he came back he did not have good news. "Hermione? They said this is the only available room," Draco said apologetically. "We can switch hotels if you want."

"No, it's okay," Hermione said, "I-I mean it's only one night r-right?"

"Yeah and nothing would happen anyway," Draco assured her, noticing something was wrong.

"Can we just go see the city now?" Hermione asked weakly.

"Sure," and they did.

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A.N: Answers to Questions:

"Do you read the Nancy Drew series?" No I just came up with those names in math and my friend said to keep them.

Okay, I know it's really short, but I added as much as I could. I didn't see anywhere that I could throw in an extra scene, so I left it. Sorry if that upsets you.

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