The next week soon passed before everyone's eyes and it was the morning of the trio's start of vacation. It was ten in the morning and things were as hectic as could be. Hermione met up with Harry at his house and the two of them made sure everything was ready to go as they waited for Ron.
Unfinished business had been taken care of during the past week. Harry finally broke things off with Cho so he could enjoy his vacation, guilt free. She of course had thrown a fit when Harry wouldn't tell her where he was going. Being the controlling person she was, she threatened him by saying he couldn't come crawling back to her.
"I think I can handle that," he had told her in an all too happy tone. In response to that, she stormed out of the restaurant they were in. All in all, Harry was quite relieved.
Hermione also had her own things to wrap up. Peter had sent her an owl every hour until she responded. At the end of the second day of getting these owls, she wrote back telling him she was seeing someone new. He didn't write back after that.
But now the crazy week is over and time for vacation…
Harry and Hermione raced around Grimmauld place aimlessly, looking for things. Harry passed through the kitchen and heard a loud 'pop' come from the living room. Hermione must have been thinking the same thing because she followed Harry in there. Ron had appeared into the living room.
He stood there, looking ready to take anything that came his way. "You two ready to go?" he asked.
Harry and Hermione sighed, feeling out of breath. "We would be if Harry didn't misplace his shoes," Hermione joked. Harry gave her a sarcastic glare, making her laugh.
"Yeah well at least it only took me an hour to shop for the stuff I need on this trip," he shot back sarcastically.
"Harry!" she scolded with a smile, slapping him in the arm. Ron shook his head.
Harry stepped up the stairs for his shoes and came back down. "Are you ready to go or not? We have to be there in a little less than an hour, so let's go," Ron reminded them. Harry and Hermione shrank down their things and stuffed them into their traveling bags.
Ron nodded, seeing that they were ready to go and watched them slip their arms through the shoulder straps of their bags. The three of them moved together and linked hands, then apparated to the wizarding part of San Francisco, California; in the United States of America.
"Wow look at this place," Hermione said as the three of them stood on a bridge leading to their ship. It was still dark outside, due to the time change. Here, it was three in the morning.
Lights shimmered along the bridge and reflected in the water. The three of them got over the sight of things and walked quickly over the bridge due to the amount of excitement running through their veins. As soon as they reached the end of the bridge, they turned to each other.
"Ron?" Harry asked nervously. Ron looked at him, feeling the same thing.
"Yeah Harry?"
Hermione gazed up and down the dock as they figured things out.
"Did you happen to check which ship is ours?" Harry asked out the corner of his mouth as he looked at the six gigantic ships in the water in front of him.
Ron's eyes widened and he searched menacingly through the pockets in his jeans. He pulled out the paper and opened it all the way and looked for the name of the ship.
A few nervous moments went by. "Ron! Please tell me it's on there." Hermione said.
"Here it is!"
Harry and Hermione looked at each other, relieved, and let out the breath they were holding.
"It's called Pacific Dawn," Ron said, folding up the paper and stuffing it back in his pocket.
The three of them set off along the dock, looking at the names of all the ships. They reached the end of the line, and also the biggest ship of them all. On the front was a plank labeled 'Pacific Dawn.'
"I guess this is us," Harry said, staring in awe at the ship in front of them. The other two were doing the same thing as well.
A staff member, obviously belonging to their ship came up to them.
"Are you boarding this morning," he asked happily. Hermione, Harry and Ron all nodded with smiles on their faces, still a little stunned that they were even here.
"Ron, give him the tickets," Hermione said, earning her a little encounter with the guy standing in front of them.
"Have you been on one of these before?" He asked. Hermione shook her head.
"No, but my parents have. They're muggles."
"Oh, that makes sense."
Ron handed over the tickets to the guy and he turned around. "Follow me please," he responded. The three of them followed him across the narrow bridge to the entrance of the ship.
Hermione looked down and automatically grabbed Harry's arm. "Hey, I need that," Harry responded. Hermione let go, gave him a sarcastic look and stepped onto the ship, relieved to have made it safely across. Harry and Ron followed immediately after and laughed at her behavior.
They continued to follow the guy down a pathway on the outer side of the ship. He opened a door that read: Suite 101. He held the door open and the three of them walked inside.
"This is where one of you will be staying. You're booked for three separate rooms, each side by side. Oh, I'll be your attendant for most of the trip so you can just call me Tom."
Hermione smiled and looked around at the room. Something caught her eye and she turned around, smiling at them. "This room is mine!" she answered. Harry and Ron looked at each other and shrugged.
"Fine, whatever," Ron said. Tom smiled politely.
"Alright boys, I'll show you to your rooms. Can I get your name, miss?" he asked, gesturing to Hermione.
"Hermione Granger," she answered as she looked around the room.
"Well Miss Granger, we'll be leaving soon. Since it's still very early in the morning, you might want to get some sleep."
Hermione nodded and looked around her room as Tom took Harry and Ron away to their rooms. She opened a door to her bedroom, ignoring all the other magnificent things in her quarters and took one look at the bed before crawling onto it and relaxing into the softness of the mattress.