First Time Trip and First Time flyer

Taxi Driver pov

Hector has been a taxi driver for the past five years so when he got a call for a pickup at No. 4 privet drive Little Wining Surrey, he felt nothing was going to be out of the ordinary, oh how wrong he was. Putting on his uniform and grabbing his keys unknowing of the most time-wasting experience he would face in his entire career of transporting people.

Arriving at the location he witnessed an odd seen of what looked to be animals pretending to be humans and a kid that almost looked like his grampas drawing of a childhood friend that was constantly escaping things people, animals, apparently, he was so good his name was Free. Coming out of his memory he realized this trip was going to be hell seeing the luggage behind them that would just add more weight. Plus, the fat child reminded him of his dads' tales about an annoying portly kid called Vernon he met at some overrated school.

Pulling over Hector asked hoping he was wrong "are you the Dursleys" so when he heard the horse thing say "your late" he knew he was going to suffer. "Oh god, why couldn't I be one of those rude taxi drivers from New York." Remembering when he went to New York a few years back still due to policy he had to be polite. And help them put their luggage in the back, so getting off and placing it in the back he just gaped at how much his source of income was lowering almost looking like those American low riders.

Hector already feeling like shit by the sheer amount of weight that got on his taxi could only send a look of pity at the poor green-eyed child that was being picked on by the pig. When the human walrus said, "London international airport and drive quickly we have a flight in 4 hours." He thought "OK this should only be an hour and a half." But with this optimistic thought, he would jinx himself.

3 hours later

Taking twice the time it would take to drive a group of normal people hector ended up charging the walrus triple the standard price not just for the waste of time but the wasted gasoline, possible damages to his taxi, and hazard pay for their flatulence. Still, as the chimeras walked away ahead of the raven head, he got a gut feeling and held him back for a bit handing him a business card and saying, "Hey kid if you ever need help and you're in Britain send me a call." Then seeing as the kid hurried off to the unknown.

Harrys pov

Harry still confused was surprised when he was dragged into the taxi assuming he was going to be babysat by Ms. Fig over the week, but the fact that the Dursleys' were taking him with them struck when Dudley hit him out of boredom. Yet despite being hit Harry didn't complain over the 3-hour drive as he admired landscapes he's never seen before. However, when they arrived at the airport Harry felt a completely different type of surprise since he's never seen such a large building and the realization that he was going to fly in a plane.

Following the Dursleys a few steps behind them, harry was touched on the shoulder by the taxi driver and handed a card, and told to call him if he ever needed help in Britain. But unlike other children who would act with the thought of stranger danger Harry could only smile at the first display of kindness' he's received since the death of his previous teacher Ms. Pulido.

Airport receptionist pov Maria

Maria has been a receptionist for many types of transport jobs from receiving calls from people looking for taxis to selling tickets at bus, boat, and train stations but most recently has found employment as a receptionist at the London International Airport. Yet working in an industry where she would meet people of various cultures and appearances would have never expected to see what looked to be some escaped creations of DR. MOREAU. So being caught off guard she almost didn't realize they were talking to her.

Vernon slightly huffing "where here for the reservation flight for Shin Tokyo seat A-4 A-5 A-6 and C-35."

Maria only seeing three 'humans?' asked "it seems that there's been a mistake is there someone else with you?"

Dudley getting some chocolate stains wiped from his face by Petunia responded "uh hu the freak" pointing behind him at a scruffy boy wearing clothing that seemed 2 sizes bigger than him.

Maria not really knowing what to do just asked "sir if you please could you give the confirmation code for the seats."

Taking out a piece of paper from his wallet, he read the code "80805".

Maria knowing something was slightly off, entered the code as it was confirmed but also revealed that the three bipedal creatures were going on first class, but they would leave a kid that could be taken out by a slight breeze alone in economy class.

Handing them the tickets she thought up an idea to help the kid that looked like a drawing made by her boyfriend's grandpa.

Watching them walk away maria called over her friend Izumi one of the hostesses for the flight to Shin Tokyo "Izumi I'm going to ask you a favor for your flight this time ok."

Raising an eyebrow in question she asked "what is it there's only like 40 minutes till my flight"

Giving a small explanation to Izumi about the family she just attended she asked, "the green eyed child in C-35 could you place him in B- 23 and keep an eye on him I already changed his seat but I don't think those people would like it."

Izumi remembering when she almost got lost in a boat trip completely understood and agreed to her friend's request.

Flight hostess pov Izumi.

When she was asked to help the green eyes child Izumi could only remember an experience of hers when she was lost in a large ship that took her family from Japan to Britain. So, realizing this child could very well get lost completely understood and agreed to help.

Walking to the plane before the passengers started to board.

50 minutes after taking off Izumi decided it was time to change the child's seat. Walking through the rows she arrived at C-35 the child sitting at a window seat almost being smothered by the size of an overweight man. Somehow managing to get the gasping kid out of there she told him "Hey kid due to the request of another passenger you'll be moved to business class". Walking him over she asked "what's your name"

Rubbing his eyes, he responded "harry potter"

Sitting him but not wanting to seem like she was giving preferential treatment to what looked like a street urchin to the pompous business executives gave him a water and kept an eye on him behind one of those curtains.

Various hours later

Once the plane landed Izumi help little harry off the plane but could only hope for the best to the kid. Especially here in Shin Tokyo, from her cousins have told her it sounds like it was getting more dangerous. With tales about explosions, floodings, and fires that would leave no damage on buildings and even stories about a scary purple demon in the north part of the city.

Harry pov

Walking away from the nice man that reminded him of Ms. Pulido Harry hurried to catch up to his family. Arriving in time to hear his cousin call him a freak in front of a lady that seemed to be affronted by something, but it wasn't him her eyes seemed to be disgusted by something around him. Either way, after his uncle told them some numbers to the lady they walked away with some paper. When he was handed one of them and told "listen up boy when they say for economy class to board, you'll go and sit at the seat with the number on the paper."

Hearing the stern words of his uncle Harry nodded but deep inside it dint truly bother him because he was able to stay away from his family and go through an experience, he never knew he would ever have.

Yet the reasoning of this joy was something truly sad due to the social isolation caused by sleeping in a boot covered for the past 8 years and being unable to have positive interactions with other people his age. Harry almost always tried to enjoy the fullest of a new experience trying to make up for loneliness inside his heart with happy memories.

Nearly 50 minutes later Harry heard over the intercom passenger on an economy class flight to Shin Tokyo may now board." grabbing his warned backpack he walked and entered showing his ticket. "C-5 C-9 C-14 … C-33 C-34 C-35" arriving at his seat he saw it was a window seat that would allow him to enjoy the view well until the passenger of C-34 arrived, he was a large overweight man rivaling the size of his uncle. At this point, it was just a fight for survival as he struggled to breathe.

Nearly an hour had when Harry was finally able to breathe somewhat normally being rescued by a kind lady that told him some words, he wasn't quite able to hear but moved him to a much more pleasant part of the plane he was even given water how nice. Still, despite being able to now normally breathe it didn't stop him from being tired especially since the lack of air caused his magic to work in overdrive to keep his body safe unknowingly starting a process that would make him useless in the eyes of magical Britain.

Harry despite unknowing of this woke up later when the rays of the sun hit his face as they arrived in Japan completely avoiding the issue of jetlag due to being unconcise for the trip and his magic working in his body. So as most of the passengers started walking off with grumbles of flight messing up their sleep Harry just got off feeling fresh like a daisy from a bit of help from the nice lady.

Disembarking the plane harry was confused about why everyone was tested using a breath machine. Still, harry wasn't stopped, unlike the three people behind him, one was a teen will long black hair black jacket, and glasses, and another was a teen that looked as if they were burned on part of their face with red hair and some ends being white then there was a girl a bit older than harry with long black hair wearing a purple dress. Yet unbothered harry walked around until he was found and dragged by the beefy hands of his uncle into another taxi this one colored yellow.

Japanese taxi driver. Hanzo

Hanzo has been a taxi driver for the past 3 years. Known to be polite he's never allowed himself to be angry or rude in front of a customer yet seeing these foreigners fill up his taxi just like a clown car lit something inside of him with one exception being the small green eyed kid. Heck, these people were lowering his taxi even more than actual sumo resellers did. Still in his best English, he asked "where you need to be".

Looking at the large seeing the fuzzy caterpillar on the fat man's face he almost didn't hear him say "the Baston hotel."

Driving off Hanzo came to the horrible realization of the Japanese traffic and that there was what looked like an orc from one of the manga's he read.

2 hours later

Hanzo stopped at the Baston Hotel allowing the family of foreigners to get off but made sure to charge them 4 times the standard price due to various issues.

8:00 pm Japan

After his tiring day of driving Hanzo truly felt like splurging at the bar this time. Entering the Pirates deck, a bar known for its pirate based theme, good rum was a bar that mainly dealt with blue-collar workers alongside foreigners mainly immigrants from Latin American countries. Still sitting down, he didn't see the other customers sending him worried glances.

Edward the bartender of the Pirates deck seeing one of his usual with an unusual vibe decided he would start out the talk with the same old question from bartenders "what will it be tonight, Hanzo"

With a slight change in attitude looking to drink something new and good, he replied with a slight sight hopping for something good "just pick something out that's better than what I usually drink but not too expensive Teach-San"

"Ya got it" walking to a room behind the bar Edward looked in his section of rum but seeing a bottle he didn't recognize he grabbed out a bottle of rum called Ybarra. Entering the bar again and seeing it in s slightly better mood now that Hanzo isn't a gloom, he said while pouring a shot "I found this in the back but don't recognize so here's on the house give it a try and tell me what you think."

Drinking the shot Hanzo was surprised at the mix of fruit flavors from mango to lemon and many he didn't recognize. "Teach-San what was it called again cause I need to buy myself a bottle or two."

Not expecting Hanzo's reaction, read the label "Ybarra Brew echo en 1987"

Walking to the bar top a woman dressed in a revealing purple outfit asked "I'll like a shot of whatever he drank please" placing nearly 1200 yen to pay.

Not seeing why not get more reviews he poured a shot to the strangely silent woman.

Sipping half the shot she let the flavor sink in analyzing it "I can taste lemon, mango, grapes, and four other fruits I don't recognize." Drinking up the rest of her shot she placed the glass on the bar top and walked away.