Authors Note: Please read carefully. This is my disclaimer, for the entire story and every page here after.

I will not post it again so don't ask because I will not try to remember to post it with each chapter.

I don't own anything but my imagination.

I was inspired J.K. Rowling's wonderful world

I hope you enjoy it!

MY SWEET CASSABANANA

The Prologue

I am so hot, and he's so. . .such a loser major! So why in the hell did I listen to him? This was all his fault. . .everything! All of it! Right down to the part of me dieing in this plane thing, 50,000 feet in the air!

"I hate you Harry Potter. . . I hate you. . . I hate you. . . I HATE THAT YOU WERE EVER BORN. . . DO YOU HEAR ME!"

"WILL YOU STOP YELLING, JUST SHUT UP SO I CAN THINK FOR A MOMENT!"

"Don't— you tell me to shut up! I hope you. . .I hope you . . .!"

"What. . .what Pansy, you hope I drink a cock-shrinking potion, get spattergroit, kill myself, have my wand blow up in my pocket!"

"No. . .fall out of this areoplane thing and crack that head of yours open before I even hit the ground Harry Potter! So I get a chance to laugh my arse off before I . . .oo-oo-OOh. . . M-yyyyy. . . . G-O-D!"

For Pansy Parkinson it was without a doubt a dream to come true. The chance of a life time and oh yes! A once in a life time opportunity to catch the eyes of her sexy new boss, Draco Uno! Malfoy. But little did she know that accepting Mr. Uno as her new boss meant more work, loads of it. Which also meant more responsibilities, tighter deadlines. No problem! She was always a witch ready for a hard challenge. That is, if it came with a hard tight ass, a six-pack, blonde hair and killer gray eyes in the contract. But if she had only known that taking the new job offer meant that she had to go with scarhead as her new assistant then she would've turned the whole thing down flat. And this is just her luck to be stuck on a muggle contraction with him!

. . . .Computers! Radars! And what the hell is a black box?

After Hogwarts and graduating with a fair amount of honors Pansy landed her first job writing for The Daily Prophet, which was a fat joke and a right laugh. She couldn't make any money. She was always given the lame stories, dead end interviews with magically talking lamas or some other nonsense like that. While the good stuff, the really good stuff got taken by the ever famous Rita Skeeter. Just how was a girl suppose to make it in this forsaken world?

Now Harry is her only hope of survival on a deserted island with nothing but banana trees, guava fruits and a sea filled with man-eating sharks for company. But who would expect for boy wonder, her so-named loser major; that he'd not only be the chosen one, but that he'd be her only one!

The one to capture her dreams and drive her hormones totally wild beneath the heat of the Brazilian sun!

Could it be that she's had too many coconuts or could it be that she's simply going completely bananas over Harry Potter?

Harry held onto the seatbelt tightly.

Screwing up the scheduling for her portkey has made Harry Potter, Pansy's enemy number 1. Strange how fate flips a coin. Hard to believe that he's been secretly lusting after the foul mouthed Slytherin for months now.

Now they're alone together in a tropical paradise where he's free of worry, free from heaps of paper work and due dates, free of people looking at his scar all the time and asking how he'd done it, how he defeated Voldemort?

. . . .Now here in paradise, he was simply free to spend every moment giving into his sexual heated fantasies dreaming about her, or at least until they are rescued. If they're ever rescued.

The big problem.

No one knew they took a muggle plane.

The other problem.

She hates him! Not just hate him, hate him. She hates him royal major, whatever that means!

What Harry is about to discover is that there's nothing more satisfying and nothing closer to the sweetness of danger, than the full blown arousal of feisty Slytherin witch whose been searching heaven and earth for the perfect wizard meant to love only her.

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