Author's preface: Thank you all for reading this story and reviewing it. It is my first time writing a story on this site, so thanks everyone!
This chapter is dedicated to the memory of defunct Canadian Airlines which, by many accounts, was far superior to Air Canada.
Anyways... On to the story
Hermione had only one thought as she saw the flight attendants wheel out the meal cart from the galley, I'm going to be sick. A few summers back, she had the misfortune of eating what was supposed to be breaded "chicken" and vegetables with potato "fries" on the side. Needless to say, she developed an aversion to anything that smelled like airplane food.
The others were more inclined for dinner. Harry was curious to see what was on the menu. After all this was his first flight in an airplane. He could hear Hermione starting to mutter and felt her tense up as the meal cart slowly went down the aisle. Everyone had placed their tray table to the horizontal position.
Fortunately for Hermione, Canadian Airlines had a reputation of good service, unlike that other Airline in Canada. When the cart arrived, the flight attendant cheerfully asked what Hermione's row.
"Hello, would you like chicken or beef?"
Neville decided to be the first to choose. "Chicken, please."
The flight attendant took out the tray with the meal and placed it at this tray. The tray had a sealed cup of orange juice, a dinner roll, a small salad, desert, and the cutlery needed. He removed the tin foil covering the main course and found out his selection. It was a succulent-looking chicken and vegetable fettuccine alfredo. Hermione was surprised that there was little to no "airplane food" smell and her spirits lifted up.
Tracy ordered the chicken as well, and Hermione also decided to play safe and ordered the chicken. Soon the three teens were tearing into their pastas.
When it came to the next row, Daphne picked the Chicken, while the other two picked the beef. The beef turned out to be a hearty beef stew mixed with vegetables and potato mash. When Harry tried the food, he was surprised to find that it wasn't as bad as he feared. It wouldn't win culinary awards, but neither would it lead to a quick trip to the lavatory. As they ate, he and Daphne started to share their meals, feeding each other, trying the other's meal, and enjoying the moment.
As the flight attendants started to take the empty meal trays, the TV screens started to play Goldeneye, the latest James Bond Film. However, the teens were starting to feel a little tired, even though it was half way through the 8 hour flight. Tracy and Neville both reclined their seats and watched the film, with Tracy snuggling Neville. Harry and Daphne also reclined their seats and also watched the film quietly together. Sirius was asleep; Daphne had quickly silenced the wrongly accused ex-Auror's loud snoring.
After the film finished, the two couples had a light nap while Hermione decided to read up on a book provided by Daphne's father, Cyrus. It was a small booklet on the Canadian Charter of Magical Rights and Freedoms, which was published in 1982 at around the same time as the Charter of Rights and Freedoms of the Constitution Act.
Harry woke up, with Daphne's head on his right shoulder. He decided to look out the window when he saw something odd outside. It was a jet fighter of sorts, seemingly escorting the Boeing 747. Painted a brilliant white with black highlights, it had a peculiar delta wing shape, with two engines that surprisingly did not emit any flames. On the forward section of the right engine, there were two letters and three numbers painted in black on the white panelling. Harry now wondered what "RL" and "206" meant. The letters and numbers were also separated by a roundel: a Blue Ring surrounding a white circle with a red maple leaf in the center. Harry looked around, and was surprised to see that no one looking outside seemed to notice the fighter jet, like it wasn't there. After a few moments it sped off rapidly, yet there was no background noise other than the airliner's own engines.
After another half hour, everyone was awake, with Hermione frantically getting everyone to fill out Canadian Customs Forms that had been passed out by the flight attendants as the plane overflew Quebec, as the TV displays and projection screen showed.
Finally, it was almost time to land, with the flight attendants making sure all seats were up and the trays folded in. The Pilot announced that the landing time should be at 5:20 PM Local time. The teens all buckled their seatbelts, with Sirius waking up just as the seatbelt signs were switched back on. Harry watched outside as the airplane slowly descended down. He looked right and saw Daphne looking a little nervous. He held her hand, making her blush slightly but also smile at Harry. Harry and Daphne then looked out the window as the plane passed through a light cloud cover. They could see many houses, highways, and a few office buildings as the plane soared over the metropolitan area of Toronto. The flaps and slats were now deployed on both wings, and the airplane banked right. Aiming to align with runway 06 Left.
The plane went on final approach, with the flaps now fully extended and landing gear down. The airport was visible, with almost a hundred aircraft at the largest passenger airport in Canada. The plane flared up, and Harry saw the runways beneath the plane. There was a rumble as the main landing gear met asphalt. The plane leveled off and the nose wheel touched down, as spoilers and engine thrust reversers were deployed, slowing down the aircraft rapidly. A few more seconds and the plane was mostly slowed down to taxiing speed and headed off the runway towards Terminal 2.
Harry James Potter, Daphne Queenie Greengrass, Hermione Jeane Granger, Neville Robert Longbottom, Tracy Marie Davis, and Sirius Orion Black have finally arrived in Canada.
A/N: I need some feedback on this question: Should Canadian schools have houses like Hogwarts or be unified like Beauxbatons. If you have the time, Please PM me with your thoughts. Thank you so much!
According to JK Rowling there are about 3,000 wizards in Britain, which I honestly think is really small. If the population is that minuscule, which would mean the Hogwarts should have around 280 students in the school. Perhaps the bias of many British Purebloods against muggleborns and half-bloods made many non-pureblood wizards to return to the muggle world or flee to North America.