Because I've been asked about a new chapter, here it is. Oh and BTW, Happy belated birthday to Percy!!! This story is like 2 weeks after school gets out now so we will celebrate Harry and Percy's birthday during this story!!! Yay!!!

Needless to say, the limo ride was awesome!!! The Mist must have altered the way the limo looked, because it would be extremely weird if the Muggles saw a flying limo and a Flying Ford Anglia. But, nonetheless, it was super cool!! I got to eat all the chocolate frogs I wanted, and there was a flat screen TV, a fully serviced bar (I'm under 21, so no alcohol, but non-alcoholic drinks were ok), breakfast, lunch, dinner, and a glass roof, glass floor, and one sided windows so we could see outside. The ride/flight took about 1 hour, so we (read: I) pigged out on sweets (*Sheepish*), watched TV, and drank cool drinks with paper umbrellas in them (yay!). Once we got to the airport, we unloaded, and got in line for security. We got through no problem, had a somewhat substantial lunch (for me it was like 2 bites of a burger, some chips, and 3 glasses of Lemonade.  After that, we went to our gate.

It took us about 20 minutes to get to our gate, and another 20 minutes to get on the plane. I was sitting in the aisle with Harry in the middle and Hermione in the window seat. The plane started to move, and we had watched the safety video on our screens. I started to pick a movie that seemed cool, when I felt a rumble in my stomach. I thought it was the planes engines revving up, when I felt it again and besides the people talking, I didn't even hear the engine. That is when I realized that I had never been on a plane before. Besides the Ford Anglia in our second year at Hogwarts and the flying limo, I'd never been in anything this big that flies! So, I was a bit scared. We started to speed up, and I felt the need to use the loo. I tried to unbuckle, but Harry pushed me back and said, "We can't go until the seatbelt sign is off." He pointed to a lit up light.

So, I sat there in horrible uncomfortableness for almost an hour as we dealt with turbulence, dips, turns, overall the feeling of unsteadiness did nothing to help my already bad stomach. Once the seatbelt sign was finally turned off, I raced to the loo. There was a line, so I stood waiting and waiting until it was finally my turn, and went in. As soon as I locked the door, I turned toward the toilet. Instead of going to the bathroom, I bent down and heaved up everything I'd eaten that day. All the sweets, the 2 bites of a burger, chips, and all the drinks. In an instant, it was all gone. So much for a good flight. Once I was done, I washed up, left the loo, and sat down in my seat. I didn't eat anything the whole flight, and I was miserable. As soon as we got off the plane, I ran to the nearest snack bar, grabbed a bag of potato crisps, and rushed 3 pounds to the person and said keep the change. 

I was busy shoveling potato crisps into my mouth, when Mum called me over. Everyone else was in a big huddle, and apparently I was the only one missing. 

Mum started off by making a big show of thanking everyone for being "Oh so polite" on the plane. She made it sound as if we were rabid pack animals who never calmed down. Then, she said, "Alright everyone! Let's go down to Baggage claim, get our bags, and grab our ride!!" Everyone cheered. That is, everyone except me. I was not looking forward to more car rides. Just the thought made me feel all puke-y inside. Hermione saw that I wasn't cheering, and came over. She said, "What's wrong?" I said, "Nothing." A little white lie never hurt. I forced a smile, and said, "Let's go!"

For those of you who:

a) Aren't from Britain

b) Have never been to Britain

c) Just don't understand British slang,

Chips are French Fries

Lemonade means Sprite

Loo is the Bathroom

Potato crisps are potato chips

Mum means Mom

(Just so you know ;))

Thanks readers!!!