My story begins just before my seventh year – summer. I can guarantee you I always had fun at home, meeting up with old muggle friends, partying, enjoying life and not studying. Weird, eh? But that is when I knew I could be a muggle coming home for the holidays from boarding school, not the Muggle-born witch of the year, the A-student at the best Magic School in Europe. But that summer I couldn't go back to being a muggle because that summer I learned the truth, a truth that at the time I had wished that I didn't know of but now – that was the beginning of the best thing in my life.
The Californian sunlight soured through the thick glass windows hitting the young brunette, making her eyes flutter in annoyance as a small moan escaped her lips. At the exact same time, another young girl, this one a blonde ran quickly into the room a grin plastered on her thin rosy lips. "'Mione!!" jumping repeatedly on the double-sized bed, made the brunette moan more with annoyance. "Adelia...please..get off.."mumbling softly Hermione raised up to sit down on the bed, rubbing her eyes she looked at Adelia who now was sitting crossed leg across Hermione with a smirk playing on her lips.
"Guess whos here?" squeaked Adelia, before getting up and walking around Hermione's room opening dozens of draws of clothes and her walk-in-wardrobe picking out sexy outfits for their yet another day out to the beach. Adelia was Hermione's first cousin who lived in California, who she had began visiting since her third year until now, the two young girls had become so close anyone would mistake them as sisters. Even from their looks. "Erm.. I dunno, Maatt?" Hermione's slurred words escaped her lips. Matt – Adelia's crush, was a local Lifeguard at the beach – all girls around the county would flutter over him. 'Cept Hermione, she had her eye for someone else.
Adelia sighed lightly, "I so wish!" her voice strained optimism as she walked around again taking more and more outfits all the time. Letting Hermione lightly doze off again – her previous night's flight was too long and tiring for her to even remember. "If its not Matt, then I have no idea.." closing her eyes lightly again she felt sleep trying to overcome her. This is what would have happened to Hermione every summer, big party nights, flings, sleepovers – course when they were younger that was - being a teenager muggle. A smile reached her lips at the thought, just as she heard Adelia's reply, "You're new husband to be of course." Rolling her eyes as if it was the most obvious thing in the entire world.
"My.. what?" all of a sudden Hermione Granger stood up and power walked to her cousin, fear striking through her face. Her honey brown stared at her cousin before, a small chuckle escaped her lips before she broke into laugher, "You.. "she grabbed on to her sides, "are .. so so funny!" Just as she began walking back towards her bed to doze off for another hour or so, Adelia called out softly, "Hun, didn't your mum tell you?" the young blonde dropped the clothes in a suitcase, before walking towards Hermione, a sad smile appearing on her lips as she whispered a few words and took out a long wooden stick.
"First of all, you're a pureblood witch. So am I" she chuckled nervously before she continued, "Second, so is the rest of your family and you're bind to marry someone." Hermione stayed quiet throughout her cousin's explanation. The quiver from her lips went un-noticed by Adelia as she spoke her last words with a small jealous tone,
"You are bind to marry.." biting her lip, "Draco Malfoy."