"New York? That dreary place full of flashy billboards and unmoving pictures? Why would anyone want to go there?" Ron exclaimed incredulously. "I mean, can't we at least go to a place that has wizards and witches?"

"There are non muggles in NYC. And, seeing as you are so against visiting this place, you can stay at home." Molly addressed Ron's outcry. 

"What? NO!!!" Ron yelled. Harry and I looked at each other and burst out laughing. "It is NOT funny!!" Ron said. 

Through my laughter, I managed to get out words. "You are acting like you act when McGonagall gives you a fail on an assignment! HAHAHA!"

"Yeah, and you are also hyperventilating like you were before the Sorting Hat told you that you were a Gryffindor." Harry added. 

"I was worried. Also, Fred and George were saying that they didn't know if I would make it in." Ron grumbled.

"Ok gang. Go pack up your stuff and bring it downstairs. We leave as soon as the rest of the family gets here." Arthur said.

Almost instantaneously, Ron, Harry, and I bolted up the stairs. Ginny took the easy way out and apparated up to the room she and I shared. (Ron and Harry shared a room) Once in our rooms, we all tore them apart looking for bags and the clothes we wanted. 

"Accio Bag!" I shouted. 

"Accio Glasses cleaner!" Harry yelled.

"Accio hairbrush!" Ginny said.

"Accio underpants!" Ron proclaimed loudly. All the commotion stopped and I yelled over to Ron, "You need to find your underpants? I mean, aren't they in your dresser drawers?"

"I lost them when Mum brought them up here. I must've misplaced them." Ron said sheepishly. Harry burst out laughing. In the other room, Ginny and I were trying hard not to laugh. We then composed ourselves and went on packing our luggage. When we all finished, we hauled our bags downstairs. (except for Ginny, who apparated down)

Once we got downstairs, we plopped our luggage into Mr. Weasley's Ford Anglia. "Isn't this too small?" Ginny said inquiringly. 

"Well, we got two cars. The other is coming soon. Your mum and I will ride with Percy in this one, and Bill, Charlie, Fleur, Harry, Hermione, Ron, and you will ride in the other one.

"What, is it a stretch limo?" Ginny asked incredulously. 

"As a matter of fact, it is." Arthur said. "And look, here it is now." A sleek black stretch limousine pulled into the driveway, and as the driver was exiting, the limo opened its secret panels, and grew wings! It hovered for a few seconds before lowering to the ground and retracting the wings. 

"WOW" Ginny proclaimed loudly, then she ran over to the car and touched the invisible side panels. "This workmanship is amazing! Can we keep this?"

"No, we can't keep it because A: It is not a pet, it is a car, and B: I rented it, and I believe the rental company will want it back." Mr. Weasley said. 

He was about to say something else, but they were interrupted by a low rumble of a motor, and they saw Bill and Fleur getting out of a car. A few seconds later, another car pulled up, deposited Percy, Charlie, and George, and drove off. Mr. Weasley gathered everyone 'round, and explained the plan. "OK, so I will be riding in the Ford Anglia with the luggage, Molly, and Percy, and everyone else will ride in the limo." 

"Cool!" I exclaimed. I made a move to run towards the car, but Mr. Weasley spoke. "Bill will be driving the limo, and I expect he will want Fleur to sit with him."

"Yes." Bill started to speak.

I'm not finished. The rest of you will ride in the back. Is that a problem?" 

"No." Everyone chorused.

"Good. Hands in. Vacation on 3."

"1......

"2......

"3!"