The Next Adventure

At the airport

Harry appeared at a dark corner of the airport's parking spot. He stepped out of the shadows and walked towards the entrance, and stopped. He looked above, at the top of the door, and then down, at the grownd. He took a deep breath, mumbled "Well, it can't be worse than Ron's first time flying a car, can it?" and entered.

The airport was full of people. After all, it was June, and summer vacation has started. Harry walked pasted the people, and arrived at the check-in sector.

He lifted his head and looked at the person standing in front of him studing his ticket, probably to find in wich line should he stand. He looked familliar somehow. "No, it can't be..." Harry thought and then said out loud with a hesitant voice: "Neville?"

The man turned around in the sound of his name and with a tone of surprise said "Harry!" . The two men shook hands and hugged by punching lightly each others backs. They pulled away and Neville ,while smilling, continued "What are you doing here?".
"Going on a trip. What else?"Harry responded smiling as well .
"Really? Well me to! Where to chosen one?"
Harry laughted in the sound of his old nickname.
"New York City, you Neville?"
"Well I'm going to Brazil. I've started writing a book about the magic properties of the exotic plants. I'll be travelling to the Amazon forest to study the plants there. Then I'll travel to New Zeland, Hawaii, South Africa and New Guinea. I'll be busy for the next year I guess. I hope that my book will be a success and they'll accept me to be the new Herbology teacher at Hogwarts! And then maybe..."

"Whoah, slow down Neville. One step at a time."

"Yeah. Right. Excuse me. I'm just excited. Trevor would be excited too, but I decided to leave him with grandmother. So I won't...well..."

"Lose him again?"

"Yeah. That. Old bad habit. Better take precautions. Although grandmother freaked out a bir when I told her she'll be doing frogsitting. That's something!"

"Yeah. Ha ha. I can only imagine."

"So what about you? You told me that you're going to New York, but nothing else. What's your plans?"

"Honestly? I don't know. I suppose I'll figurr out what to do on the way. I'm just desparate for vacation. I guess I'll visit the Muglle sights. Hermione told me many things about them. I'll see how the American wizarding world works...there was almost nothing at the Hogwarts' library. I've searched myself one time. Oh and Ron asked me to take a lot of pictures. Probably Mr Weasley told him to. Then I'll come back here, and see what I'll do. Me and Ron have already signed up to become aurors. We just have to wait and see what the answer will be."

"Nice... Hey, may I ask you a question?"

"About what?"

"The airport. I've never been here before and I don't know where to go! Do you?"

"Me? No. But, I've already asked Hermione and she gave me specific details. There's the airport control. We have to wait in that line over there until we pass it. They'll tell us what to do."

"Airport control? For what?"

"You know. Weapons, like knives, or swords, or guns or...other stuff"

"Guns?"

"Muggle weapon.Very dangerous. So. After the airport control we have to wait at our flight's dock, until they call the passangers to board. That's it"

"Ok. No problem. Let's go."

And the two men after some time passed the airport control and headed to the docks where they said goodbye.

After some time, Harry went to board to the plane. He left his truck at the right spot but kept his copy of that day's Daily Prophet and the picture of his parents and boarded. He found easily his seat. He took one last peak of the photo before putting it to his jacket's pocket and leaned back as the instructions' video started to play on the screen in front of him. He closed his eyes and isolated that sound.
"It's going to be a long journey" he thought before the sound of the airplane's engine covered the sound of his thoughts in his head.