Sorry about not updating. I was loaded down with schoolwork for the past few weeks. But now, as has been asked of me, is Chapter 6!

We walked out of the airport, and saw many bright yellow cars lined up. It took me a moment to realize that these were taxi cabs. In London, they were all drab black, but the difference between there and here was astonishing. We split up into groups: Me, Harry, Ron, and Ginny in one cab, Fleur, Bill, Charlie, and George in one, and Percy, always the kiss up, went with Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. Hold on, let me rephrase that. Percy used to kiss up to his parents, but now that he works for the Ministry, he thinks he is superior over even his older brothers! So he feels he is the only one worthy of traveling with his parents. 

As we drove onto the motorway, and I noticed that the driver was on the wrong side of the car and we were on the wrong side of the road!! I whipped out my mobile and did a quick search, before realizing that it was not unusual to them that they were on the wrong side of the road! It was unusual to them that we drove on the right side of the road. I turned to Harry and Ron (Ginny was in the front) and saw the same amazed looks on their faces. 

We made small talk to our driver as we moved along, and before long, we were at our hotel. "The Crowne Plaza" the bright sign read. As we paid the driver, the other cars pulled up. Mrs. Weasley stepped out of one and said, "1605 Broadway. This is it, gang!" We hauled our luggage into the opening, then onto the escalator before stepping off into the most gorgeous lobby I have ever seen. (second only to Hogwarts, of course!) We all hung off to the side for a minute while Mr and Mrs. Weasley checked in. They came back with 11 room cards in Mrs. Weasley's hand. She pulled us all into a large lift bay, and when one opened, all 11 of us and our luggage into one. She pressed a button for the 45th floor. On our way up, she explained that we were staying in the top floor available for guests. The 46th floor was the Penthouse for when they had super important guests. 

We stepped off the lift and into a lobby-like area. We turned right and down a hallway. She stopped at the door marked 4513 and said, "I have 11 room keys, and 5 rooms. Everyone gets their own card. Arthur and I will be staying in 4513. In 4515 I have Bill and Fleur, in 4517 I have George, Charlie, and Percy, in 4519 is Ginny and Hermione, and in 4521, Harry and Ron. Any questions?" No one said anything, so she handed out all the room cards.  I walked down the hall to 4519. I opened up the door to find two beds, a bathroom, and a large bay window with the drapes pulled open to reveal part of the dark New York Skyline. 

Ginny and I were observing the room, when we heard a knock coming from the door connecting our room, and Harry/Ron's. Ginny walked over and opened it, and, without asking, Ron walked in. Harry followed, a sheepish look on his face. We shooed them out just as soon as they had seen the extent of our room, then we put on some nicer clothes. In jeans, a shirt, and a light sweatshirt, we were ready to go. I was tying the laces of my boots when Mrs. Weasley knocked on our door. We grabbed our bags and keys, and walked out of the room, the door slamming behind us. 

Then once the whole group was together, we walked out for our first night in New York. 

For those of you who don't understand British lingo:

Motorway- Freeway
Mobile (Pronounced Mo-By-el)- Phone
Lift- Elevator
Luggage- Suitcases, etc.

~Katniss and Tris