A burning hot Sun shone from its seat on the scare clouds in the blue sky. The homes and their residents were all out sharing the warmth and happiness that radiated from the heavens. Many a garden had a paddling pool where the children would splash each other with hoses and have contests to see who could keep their head under the water longest; the winner rising up, their hair covered in grass from their bare feet.
It was in one of these gardens that Hermione sat, in her shorts and T, looking onwards as her little cousins splashed around with her little brother, Jonathan.
"So what have you been doing so far on the six weeks holiday? Met any fellas I should know about?" asked Lizzy, Hermione's eldest cousin. They were exactly the same age and best friends. Lizzy was the only relative (apart from her Mum and Dad) that knew that Hermione was a witch. Lizzy had the traditional family trademarks: brown hair (her's was straight, much to the envy of Mione), her eyes were blue and her skin was pale. She had straight teeth; thanks to a pair of braces, and had the seek body of a cat. As did Hermione. They were considered magnets to the opposite gender.
"You know I don't have the time for boyfriends!" told Mione, in a disgusted tone, she then added "Besides, all the ones I have seen are either too ugly, too shy or too arrogant!"
Lizzy wasn't going to let it go, "What about that Ron and Harry? They sound like nice fellas. On second thoughts; I might have a go, that Ron sounds cute!"
"We've been through too much together, they're like brothers to me." She took a sip of the Coca Cola and Vanilla and sighed. "And anyway they've both got girlfriends! You're not even in the picture!"
Lizzy's sparkling blue eyes mocked upset, "All I have to do is show that Harry fella some of my Liz charm and he'll be kneeling at my feet!"
"You'd better take your Halloween mask off then!"
The two girls erupted into a fit of laughing, the children continued to play, and the Sun continued to shine. All in all, summer was a success.
So far…