"I'm a very safe driver thank you Mister." Hermione huffed.

She was taking her pureblood spouse, one Theo Nott, on a vacation muggle style. They were going to drive across the Chunnel and tour France's countryside for the next three weeks. Currently, Theo was freaking out about the safety of a moving metal box.

She kissed his cheek. "I promise it's safe. I would never do anything to endanger you Theo.

He sighed and nodded climbing into the passenger seat with an ease that disguised his worry.

Hermione climbed in the driver's side and started it up. She was driving a Toyota Yaris she had bought last year when due to a lengthy ear infection she found she couldn't Floo or apparate. She was proud of her mundane roots and it was a good skill to keep fresh. WIth another look to see if Theo as really ok as he mumbled statistics about misfired portkeys, presumably to remind himself that magical travel wasn't perfect either, they set out,

XX

They came into the Port of Calais with no issue, Theo actually fell asleep, so Hermione continued on to their next stop in Lille. She rolled the windows down and let the warm summer wind blow through her hair. After years of fighting her curls, she had seen a woman with a short haircut on the streets outside the Ministry and thought immediately that that's what she wanted. So after work one day, she had walked to the nearest salon that accepted walk-ins and had had all her hair cropped into a pixie cut.

She loved feeling the sun on her neck now and how easy it was to manage.

Theo woke up about half way to Lille, and she smiled gently at him. He looked around spotting green fields and church spires over the hills. He rested his arm in the open window, marveling at how fast they were going, about even with a Comet 300. Looking at the display in front of Hermione, he saw they were traveling at a speedy 95 Kilometers per hour. So even faster than the Comet. He was impressed, the ride was so smooth! And much more comfortable than a broom.

Hermione looked at him in the corner of her eye. "So what do you think?"

"It's not too bad."

"Wait til you see this." She said, turning on the radio to a popular Euro station. Theo's eyes got big. Entertainment and transport? Muggles were so much more advanced than he had thought. Wizarding travel was fast, but uncomfortable. This was comfortable, entertaining, and just as fast as a broom but with the ability to fit more people. Maybe comparable to a flying carpet but those were illegal to own and operate in Britain.

He leaned back in the seat, watching the green scenery of Northern France pass them by. This was a method of travel he could get used to. He stuck his arm out the window and marveled at the air flowing around him.

He gazed back at Hermione, "Can we take your car on all our vacations?"