(A/N: Everyone has been asking if there is going to be sequel and I must say, no there isn't. I'm just about ready to start a new fic. So, here is gift from me to you, loves. A sweet one-shot about the beginning of the road trip. I know it ends kind of abruptly but I just wanted it to be short and cute. It's not supposed to turn into a long project about their entire summer together. Anywho, love you! "The Call" belongs to the Backstreet Boys, not me, lol.)
"This is going to be one hell of a ride," muttered Draco, walking towards the car. "Who's is this anyway?"
"Mr. Weasley got us a rental from the ministry," Hermione replied, putting her things in the trunk of the car.
"I could have asked my father for one of our limousines, you know?"
Hermione snorted. "I think we're all quite content without a limo, thank you."
Draco sighed and loaded his things. "This is going to be really awkward, Hermione. Even more awkward than being in a house full of Weasleys…"
"Please, that was just for the day while we got the car and the rest of our things settled. Besides, you, Ron, and Harry have had civilized conversations already."
"Yes, but I haven't been put in a car with them for hours on end…"
"Oh trust me, I know you guys will start being…boys after a few minutes," Hermione said. "And then next thing I know, me, Ginny, and Emily will be going insane while you three discuss Quidditch, beer, and breasts."
"Did someone say breasts?" Ron said, bringing out his final things from the Burrow.
"I prefer boobs, and when I'm feeling naughty-naughty, I like titties," Harry said as he helped Ron.
"Draco calls them dirty pillows when he's trying to be funny," Hermione added with a grin. Draco glared at her.
"Me too!" Ron exclaimed, giving him a high five.
"See, I told you," Hermione said, kissing Draco on the cheek and leaving him with Ron and Harry.
"Have they already started?" Emily asked when Hermione approached her and Ginny. Hermione nodded with a smile.
"I believe they've moved on to asses because Ron is slapping something invisible in the air," Ginny said with a shudder.
"Alright women, get in the car!" Ron bellowed. "I'll be driving this puppy."
"Not after our experience in the flying car," Harry said. "I'll drive."
"What?! That was one time! I'm driving!"
"Ron, let's be honest, no one trusts you with the car!"
"Okay guys, how about I drive? I'm the best behind the wheel, I must say," Draco grinned.
"Uh, NO! I'm driving!" Ron and Harry said in unison.
The arguing continued for about five minutes and ended up with them wrestling for the car keys on the floor.
"That's it! I'm driving!" Hermione yelled, pulling the keys away from them.
The three boys laughed. "As if we would let a girl drive us, a group of strong men, around," Ron said.
Hermione, Emily, and Ginny stared daggers at them.
"You know that thing you boys love that we do?" Emily asked. They all nodded with excitement. "None of that for one month."
"Please, that affects Ron, not me," Harry snorted.
"Oh really? Harry Potter, you, Draco, and Ron, will get into the back of this car right now," Ginny warned, pulling out her wand.
"And if we don't?"
Ten minutes later, Hermione happily zipped down the road, Emily and Ginny by her side. The car had been enchanted to be larger than a normal car. In the back sat the three boys, their heads shrunk down to an abnormally small size.
"Damn you, Ginny!" Ron said with an extremely squeaky voice.
"Don't worry sweetheart," Emily cooed, playfully. "It'll only last about two hours!"
The girls laughed and turned on the radios. They all grinned at each other when they heard on old pop song playing by the best muggle boy band of their childhoods, the Backstreet Boys.
"Listen baby, I'm sorry! Just wanna tell you don't worry! I will be late don't stay up and wait for me! I said again, you're dropping out, my battery is low! Just so you know, we're going to a place nearby! Gotta go!" they all sang loudly.
Draco grimaced. "Merlin, you girls are way off tune."
"You can do better?" Ginny questioned.
"We all can," Harry added. The girls started at them, waiting.
"Now two years gone, nothing's been won! I can't it take it back what's done is done! One of her friends found out, that she wasn't my only one! And it eats me from inside, that she's not by my side! Just because I made that call and lied!" the boys sang in unison with their squeaky voices.
"That was really creepy because you guys actually held the note really well and to top it off, you knew the words," Hermione said.
"Yeah, losers," Ginny said.
"Ah, but you love us," Ron smiled.
"Hey, I know the question has come a little late, but where are we going?" asked Emily.
Hermione stopped driving abruptly. "Where the hell are we going?"
Harry sighed. "You're telling me we didn't plan this?!"
"Whoops," Ginny said.
"Well, does this thing fly?" Draco asked.
"Yeah…," Ron answered. He grinned. "Let's go to New York!"
"What? We can't just…go to New York," Emily said.
"Hmm…yes, we can!" Hermione said. "Now, how do you do this?"
Ginny flipped a switch by the radio and next thing they knew, they had zoomed into the air. With another flip of a switch, they were invisible.
"Can you fly a car?" Harry asked.
"We'll be finding out, won't we?" Hermione shrugged.
"Hey, turbo speed!" Emily said, pushing a large red button.
"NO!" Ron bellowed.
The car went through the air at such a fast pace that the air coming through the window was causing all of their cheek's to ripple. Hermione could have sworn she saw little sparks at the side of the car. She quickly rolled up the windows and their cheeks stopped jiggling.
"What the hell, we'll be there in two hours at this rate!" Draco said, gripping his seat.
"Sorry!" Emily apologized, rubbing her sore cheeks.
"Well, let's hope we're still alive at the end of those two hours!" said Ginny. "Put this shit on auto-navigation!" She quickly flicked a switch that was labeled just that.
"Please name your destination," a robotic voice said.
"New York!" they all screamed.
"Approximate travel time: 90 minutes."
"Merlin, I'm surprised this car hasn't combusted!" Hermione said.
"It's magical, sweetheart," Ron answered.
Harry tried to get up but the force from the speed of the car sent him crashing back into his seat.
Ginny started to laugh at him. "Are you okay?"
"Yes, but my bum is now in pain."
"You must be used to it, you know, from experimenting," Emily winked.
"Emily, how many times must I tell you, I'm not bisexual!" Harry said in exasperation.
"Forever," she answered with a grin.
"Relax, people call me gay all the time," Draco muttered.
"That's because you are about as delicate as a lily flower," Hermione said.
Ron stifled a laugh. "A lily flower?"
"First dirty pillows, then this," Draco glared. "I will get you back, Hermione Granger."
"I'm sure you will."
"Are we there yet?" Ginny complained.
"Oh, don't you start," Harry warned.
"…Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?"
"SHUTUP!" everyone yelled, their eyes throwing daggers at her.
"Approximate travel time: 30 minutes."
"Ah, see. Almost there," Emily said. "Thanks to me finding turbo speed."
"Yeah, I guess it isn't that bad once you get used to it…," Draco said.
"Hey Mione, do you know how to access Wizard's Wall Street?" Ron asked.
"What?" Harry said.
"Magical community in New York."
"Well, yes, you just pull out your wand and instantly a red stream of light will burst out of the area," Hermione answered. "It is strategically placed in what appears to be an abandoned lot wrapped in caution tape. If you are a wizard, your wand reveals a larger, more Americanized version of Diagon Alley."
"Awesome," Emily smiled. "Shopping, ladies?"
"No, no shopping!" Harry protested.
"Aw, and to think you could have watched us try on slutty clothes," Ginny sighed.
"Okay, shopping it is."
"Harry!" Ron protested with a grimace. Harry pointed at Emily with a raised eyebrow. "True."
"I'm in for shopping if slutty clothes are on the list," Draco said. "Don't know about you blokes…"
"We're in," the other two boys said in unison.
"Boys—," started Hermione.
"Will be boys," Emily and Ginny finished.
"Switch off the turbo speed, babe. I think we're here," Draco said, staring out the window.
Hermione did so and gasped. Night had fallen during their trip and the New York skyline looked absolutely beautiful. Lights were glittering against the dark sky, showing true signs of night life. Ginny put her wand out the window and right when she did, a bright red light came streaming through what seemed to like look an oddly placed, random community that stood out like a sore thumb.
"Awesome," Harry grinned.
"Brilliant, isn't it?" Emily asked. "Hurry, let's get down there!"
Hermione flicked off the flying switch and slowly the descended into the magical town. They swiftly landed into a parking space and she switched off the invisibility switch. They all filed out of the car and stretched.
"What's on the schedule for tonight then love?" Draco asked, hugging Hermione's waist.
"Food and then some dancing? How's that sound?" she inquired.
"Sounds fabulous to me," Ginny agreed.
"Aw, and the shopping?" Harry said.
"Tomorrow, sweetheart, tomorrow," she giggled.
"Well, off we are then! I'm starving," Ron said, rubbing his stomach.
"Goodness, you pig," Emily said, nudging him playfully.
Ginny, Emily, Ron, and Harry started walking around looking for a place to eat. Hermione turned to Draco.
"Yes, I am," he smiled. "You were right, as always."
Hermione laughed lightly, kissed him, and then grabbing his hand, ran after the other two couples.