Chapter Thirty - One

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They wanted to give us the 'real muggle experience' so instead of us apparating or using a portkey, we flew by plane with some muggles. For some this was very strange but I was kind of used to it from going on holiday with my parents most summers. It just shows how far the wizarding world has come, prejudice wise.
We were standing in the airport, some people's mouths hanging agape in awe.
"Wow, its so big." I heard someone gasp although I pretty sure that they'd seen things with the extension charm.
"It's so white." Another one gasped. I bit back a smile and turned to Ron but found he was just as in shock.
"You okay?" I asked him and he looked at me, his widened eyes not shrinking again.
"It's so cool." I laughed.
"Yeah, I guess so."
Once we had gotten through customs, we had an hour before our flight so we decided to have a look around. Harry and I were teaching Ron and Ginny the rules, how your not allowed food in your suitcase and how you have to go through a metal detector and so on.
"But why?" Ron was currently asking about terrorists after I explained to him why there was such high security.
"I don't know, some people are assholes I guess." I shrugged. I scanned the airport and my eyes settled on something that sparked an idea in my head.
"Hey you two." I motioned to Ginny and Ron to follow me. We walked over to two black chairs. I heard Harry laugh as he understood what I was doing. Both Ginny and Ron frowned in confusion as I told them to sit down. Once they had, I injected a coin to each one and pressed start. The massaging chairs started and at the same they both screamed and stood up. Harry and I howled in laughter as the unimpressed expressions laid upon the other two's face.
"Sorry babe." Harry said to Ginny through laughter after she punched him in the arm. She pretended to be sad about it and turned away. Harry pulled her back into his arms and kissed her head.
"Ugh, no PDA with my sister!" Ron moaned at Harry in disgust. I wrapped my arm around Ron's arm and pecked his lips.
"No PDA with my best friend." Harry retorted, mimicking Ron. Ron went to kiss me again, I had his attention now - it wasn't that hard, but pulled back turning to Harry.
"I thought I was your best friend." Ron pouted and I giggled.
"Nope, he loves me more." I smirked before skipping off.
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"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god." Ron repeated as he clenched onto my hand, practically stopping the blood. He leaned back on his chair as the plane rose into the air.
"It's okay, you've been on a broom, that's much scarier than this." I soothed him, stroking my thumb across the back of his hand.
"Yeah but that I can trust magic for, this - this is muggle stuff." The plane shook and his grip on my hand became tighter and his hand began to shake. I decided that I needed to distract him. I leaned forward and, using my hand to turn his face towards me, pressed my lips towards his.
"Your okay." I whispered, smiling. He gave a wobbly smile back and leant his forehead against mine. The plane increased speed and Ron clenched his eyes shut. I pressed my lips onto his again and he melted into me forgetting about his previous worries. Before we dove into a full on make out session in front of everyone on the plane, which I could tell Ron was considering, I pulled away. Ron remembered where he was but didn't seem to be nervous anymore. He looked to his right, out the window and I followed in suit. We were just rising above the clouds, the bottom of the windows filled with the white mist, the tiny, insignificant land below us.
"See," I whispered to Ron as we stared out. "not to bad huh?" He pulled his eyes away from the view and turned to me, placing a kiss on the top of my head. I smiled up at him before Ron and I realised that we had two pairs of eyes on us. We turned to see Harry and Ginny staring at us.
"So cute." Ginny sighed, whilst at the same time, Harry scrunched up his face and said "So cheesy." They both looked at each other, shooting each other disagreeing looks, while Ron and I let out a laugh.
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"So before you get any ideas, girls will be rooming with girls and boys will be rooming with boys." The large group of kids, containing about 100 witches and wizards,  let out a groan as we stood in the lobby of the hotel, surrounding one of our professors.
"But apart from that, have fun and line up for your keycards." The herd of us rushed towards the teacher, pushing each other, all eager to get the best room, yet I'm pretty sure all of them were the same. I reached for Ginny's hand and tugged her through the crowd. Once we got our keycard, forgetting about Ron and Harry, we ran up the stairs to find our room. After going up three flights of stairs and going down two corridors, we found it and shoved open the door. There were two single beds, that I assumed Ginny and I were going to push together to make a double, a desk and a door to our right that laid open, showing a white, tiled bathroom. After pushing the two beds together, Ginny and I collapsed onto the bed, utterly exhausted from the day of travelling. My eyes were just beginning to fall shut when the door is swung open and Harry and Ron come waltzing through.
"So we need to go out." Harry announces as they both jump onto the bed to join us.
"Of course, come right in guys." Ginny told them and I chuckled. Completely ignoring Ginny, Ron says "we need to explore this place, were actually in France."
"Thanks for telling us babe, we had no idea." I said with a slight gasp at the end. Ron replied with a childish sticking out of the tounge as Harry spoke.
"Professor has given us a few hours to explore." Ginny and I ignored them and continued to lay on the bed with our eyes closed. I looked up to see both Harry and Ron watching us impatiently.
"Me and Ginny are tired." I shrugged.
"We're in France." Harry stated.
"Can't we just stay for a while and nap?" Ginny wined, not opening her eyes.
"No matter how cute you look right now," Harry replied to Ginny. "No. Come on." Harry pulled on Ginny's arm and Ron on mine. I groaned.
"Alright, alright, I guess we are in France." I shrugged, slipping on my shoes and grabbing my bag from the chair. Ginny sighed and pouted, folding her arms defiantly. We all look at her.
"Fine." She rolled her eyes. Excitement ran through the room again as we all left, ready to explore this new country with the people that we love. I supposed we all should have savoured that moment a little more.
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