Reading about the Unseen Beach in the textbooks at the Hogwarts library, I was intrigued. The Unseen Beach in Florida had a presence of magic that can't be found anywhere else in the world.
The textbook couldn't really elaborate on why the magical aura was so unique, but I guess it was because it was simply indescribable. Ever since reading those pages about the Unseen Beach, I knew that I had to go there.
I just recently finished to seventh year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry – my seventh year. My final year. I saved up enough money to go to America.
I wasn't going to go solo on this trip too; I was bringing my friends Luna, Lavender and Cho with me. Luna, an eccentric person who believed in the existence of such weirdness like Nargles, was just as fascinated about the Unseen Beach I was. Lavender had recently broken up with her boyfriend and wanted to get back on the dating lane right away, and wanted to tag along just so she could possibly bump into her future boyfriend.
Cho, I just wanted to bring. It's been a few years since the death of her boyfriend, Cedric Diggory, and ever since then she's just been so quiet and introverted. I was hoping that this trip to such a mystical place would rejuvenate her spirit and finally let her wounds heal. It took a while to convince her, but she finally yielded after her parents threatened to send her to her incredibly stern grandparents in China for two months.
A week after I got Cho on board, we had our bags packed, headed to Florida.
Since I've read about the Unseen Beach in a musky, yellowed textbook that had probably been on the shelf of the Hogwarts Library for the past century, I expected the Unseen Beach to be like how the moving picture of the book was – overgrown with exotic, magical flora, dancing with little pixies, teeming with curious creatures that Luna would've spent hours ogling at.
Instead of all that, we've got a beach infested with tanned people with barely any clothes on, gyrating and thrusting against each other; and a bitter form of Butterbeer being sprayed at girls' cleavage by drunken men.
A heavily intoxicated skinny man with spiky green hair came up to us and yelled, "Welcome to Florida, witch bitches!" before taking out his wand and shooting a bright light at us.
When it died the four of us found ourselves in nothing but tight bikinis, all sweaty and sticky. Cho gasped, hugging herself.
Luna and I did the same, but Lavender admired her body, surveying her purple bikini that clung to her bosom and her private parts tightly. A few shirtless guys walked past and whistled, and Lavender replied by blowing them a kiss.
Cho looked at her with disapproval, and Lavender quickly noticed.
"What?" she said.
I looked at all of them, my face hot, probably beet-red.
"Guys, I'm so sorry about this," I said. "What I read about the Unseen Beach was probably written a hundred years ago."
Lavender waved a hand, cutting me off.
"Hermione, it's no big deal, really." Her mouth widened into a grin. "We're here; we're finally adult wizards, single wizards. Let's make the most of it!"
We did make the most of it. But little did we know that we weren't really prepared for what was about to come.
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