Story idea came from the movie Grease. So it's loosely based on it.

Warning: Rated M for a reason.

I'm still writing my other Dramione story: One Foot Wrong, but I've been extremely busy and writers block doesn't help either. Let's just hope this story helps me get my inspiration for One Foot Wrong back.

And guys, keep in mind that I'm not a native English speaker, I'm Dutch so my English might be off sometimes.

Here you go:

Summer heat, boy and girl meet- Grease Soundtrack

Hawaii was paradise, the first time Hermione had set foot on the white, sandy beach she felt her sorrows slipping away from her. As she found a great spot, right below a palm tree to grant her some cooling shadows, she spread her beach towel and sat down. The view she had from her spot was simply amazing. People were swimming, surfing and building sandcastles. She loved being alone on the beach, surrendering to the peace and quiet that she had craved for in the past couple of months. Her dad was busy arranging housing in Honolulu, the capital of Hawaii, and wouldn't be able to join her. Not that she minded.

At the start of her summer vacation, when she had returned from her school, her parents had told her that they had filed for divorce, making Hermione's whole world tumble down. Her dad would move out of the house, moving far away due to his work. They had always asked him to work in America but due to his marriage and his little girl it had never been an option for them. Now that the divorce was almost settled he had time to think and decided to make the jump and move to Hawaii, where he would partner up and build and run his own dentist practice.

The only good thing for Hermione was that she never had to pick sides, didn't have to choose where she had to live as her living arrangements were already settled due to schooling. She attended the Beauxbatons Academy of Magic in France, and she would only come home during summer- and Christmas breaks. She could easily divide time between her mom, who lived in beautiful Paris and her dad, in sunny Hawaii.

She wasn't really sure how she felt about their divorce. It hurt of course, no child would want their parents to be separated, but somewhere she knew it was for the best. As the years passed her parents fought more and more. Hermione could only imagine how it was when she wasn't at home as they probably held back when she actually was home from school.

Hermione looked around some more before finally settling for her sunglasses, Ipod and her book she brought from home. Studying was never over, not even in her summer break.

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Draco Malfoy never was one to get out in the sun. In fact, his skin just couldn't handle it at all, getting sun burned was pretty easy for him. It would only take 5 minutes in the full sun and his skin would be colored bright red. So when his parents decided to apparate him to fucking Hawaii, he almost exploded. No, he really didn't like the sun. His parents were staying in some beach resort, doing business while he had free time to enjoy himself. Yeah right.

Sitting at the beach bar, hiding away from the sun in the shadows and drinking a virgin cocktail, he was looking around to find a good looking girl to spend the day with. He was bored. Out of his mind. He needed someone to take his mind off of school, pressure from his parents and just life at all.

He had just ended his 5th year at Hogwarts and if he had to believe his father, his next year would be an important one for him. Though Draco didn't have a clue what his old man was talking about. He didn't want to know either, seeing as his father was one of the followers of the Dark Lord, and Draco was afraid that he might be involved in some sick, dark plan. He just couldn't think about it any longer. Sipping from his drink, he stood up and started to walk along the shore.

"Watch out!" He heard someone shout from afar, he turned around and could vaguely see something flying towards him. Fast. He reacted quick and caught the thing that flew straight at him, appearing to be a ball. He thanked his quidditch skills for reacting fast and smiled to himself. Proud.

"Sorry man." A guy around his age walked up to him and took the ball from Draco's hands. "Quick catch." The guy slapped Draco on his shoulder and walked away.

Draco wasn't really sure if he should make a big deal out of it. He was Draco Malfoy after all and the guy almost hurt him. But for some reason he just didn't bother opening his mouth to react. Mistakes could happen. If it had been Potter, the guy would've been dead. But it hadn't been him.

He watched the guys play with the ball for awhile, they appeared to kick the ball around with their feet and every once in awhile they tackled each other or tried to 'score' on their side of the beach. He wasn't really sure what kind of sport it was, but it looked like something he would enjoy himself.

"Want to join?" He heard the guy say to him. He pondered his question for a minute, then decided that it wouldn't hurt to have some fun himself on his vacation.

"Sure" Draco nodded and walked up to the group of guys. He had a hard time understanding the game, but didn't want to ask as it would probably be some muggle thing. After awhile he got the hang of it as he started to enjoy himself even more. Maybe this summer wouldn't be so bad after all, especially if these guys would be on this beach every day. They even seemed pretty ok, being muggle and all.

An hour had passed as Draco noticed his skin beginning to tingle. He looked at his arms and saw that they were pretty burned and he also desperately needed to drink water. He thanked the guys for playing and started to walk back to the beach bar.

"That must really hurt." He suddenly heard a female voice say. He looked sideways and noticed a girl laying on her towel. And yes, she was pretty. His hand racked through his hair as he walked over to her, a smile supporting his face. A girl. Good. Now he was getting somewhere.

"Yes, well. My fault really. I get easily sun burned." He reached her as he noticed her sitting up as she took off her sunglasses. The brownest eyes he had ever seen met his own and he was immediately smitten. Wow, she was beautiful. "What are you doing here on your own?"

"Um, well... my dad is busy arranging stuff for his business." She used her hand to block the sun out of her eyes and looked straight back at him. "You need some lotion for your arms?" Before he could respond, she already rummaged through her bag.

"Yes, sure." He took a place next to her in the sand, making sure to leave some space between them, not trying to startle her. She handed him the bottle and he noticed her stare as he rubbed some of her lotion on his arms. It was cool and it did wonders for the heat of his skin.

"Do you uh.. maybe also have some water?" He asked and raised his eyebrows. She smiled that pretty smile of hers and grabbed a bottle that was lying next to her towel. "There you go. Drink it all if you need it."

"Thanks." They were quiet for awhile as he almost emptied her bottle, but it wasn't an uncomfortable silence. When he looked at her a couple of minutes later he saw that she was once again laying on her towel. He finally had some time to really take her in. He had really only focused on her face but could now get a clear vision of her whole figure. She was stunning, her skin was shining from the sunlotion she must have used earlier and she was wearing a dark brown bikini, matching her eyes. Her legs were long and slim, looking athletic but not too much. She was a real looker and he had to admit that he wouldn't mind spending the rest of the evening with her... or maybe more.

"How long are you staying here?" He asked her, trying to get the conversation started again.

"Probably till the end of August, I have to wait for my dad to get settled in. "

"Wow, that's still a long time. What are you going to do in the next 4 weeks? Just lay on the beach all day?"

She chuckled. Cute. "Probably. But my dad probably needs me help him moving in and stuff." He nodded. "How long are you staying?" She asked him in return.

"My parents will be here for another 2 weeks... so I guess I'm kind of stuck here. We're probably going back to England mid August. How about you? Where are you from? You sound British but mixed with...I don't know."

"I live in France. So I might have a slight French accent." She smiled. "But I was born in England. Only moved to Paris when I was 11."

"Must be nice living there." He could only imagine living in such a world city. He visited Paris once when he was 13 and had really liked it.

She only smiled in return.

"Well, I'm going to get some food. Want to come along uuh...-" He tried to remember her name, but then realized that they didn't introduce themselves yet.

She held out her hand and he took it. "Hermione. My name is Hermione."

He smiled one of his genuine smiles. Hermione. "Hi Hermione, my name is Draco." He shook her hand and only let go of it after a couple of seconds. "So how about it?" He said nodding his head in the direction of the beach bar.

"Ok, Draco. Let me just get my stuff." As they stood up, she started to pack her stuff. He could only watch her as he didn't want to touch her personal stuff. After a couple of seconds she was stuffing her towel in her bag and smiled at him. "Let's go."

Well this was going to be interesting...

To be continued...

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