Disclaimer: I do not now, nor have I ever owned the Harry Potter series. JK Rowling does.

A/N: I know its been a little while since I updated, but I have been trying to make sure this story keeps going. Hope you enjoy. Happy Reading. B.

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Chapter 7: Overwhelmed

Our dear Miss Granger found herself sitting amongst many fellow tourists on a bus to travel round to see the sites of the island. We all know her love for learning and this would be most educational.

She had purchased a book of places the island was notable for, and hoped to see many on the tour. She sat patiently waiting for their guide, when a strange looking man took the seat next to her. He had an odd almost unnatural look about him. But Hermione shrugged it off. With tourists from all places, a few were bound to be on the weird side.

He said nothing as he sat himself beside her. Just nodded in hello and then faced forward.

Their guide had boarded the bus, and immediately began welcoming them upon the tour and telling them of the history of the resort that most of them occupied. Hermione listened with half a heart. She had already read most of what he was saying.

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As the tour went round the island, Hermione was pleased to note they were indeed hitting most of the key places in the book she had purchased.

She glanced occasionally to the man beside her, but they never spoke. Finally, being who she was she could no longer take sitting next to someone and not speaking.

"Excuse me, sir." Hermione waited for him to turn toward her.

"I apologize for interrupting the tour, but I find it disrespectful as we are seat mates, not to introduce myself. My name is Hermione. How do you do?" She stuck her hand out, as to shake the man's hand.

"-Ello Dear. Name's Bruno. Bruno Slavin. Wonderful to meet your aquaintence." He said with a smile, taking her hand. He brought it to his lips and kissed her knuckles. He lingered for a moment, but Hermione didn't notice as her hand was tingling and she had the most odd sensation inside.

Taking in the mans looks,she noted he had sandy blonde hair that hung lightly in his bright blue eyes, slightly tanned skin, that quite obviously covered a well scuplted body. His clothing was tasteful, but expensive looking. He wore a white short sleeved button-down shirt, atop khaki shorts. Brown leather sandals adorned his obviously pedicured feet.

Noticing the girl was sizing him up he smiled. It was one of the brightest smiles she had seen. Her parents the dentists they were, would have been astonished. It was quite clear this man took personal hygiene seriously. A wonderful attribute in Hermione's eyes.

He also took the time to take in her apparel. She was wearing a garishly loud sundress of some sort, it was loud yellows and oranges, matching high heeled sandals upon her feet. He just smiled some more. Even though it was quite loud in color, it seemed to suit her.

Hermione not really knowing what to say now that they had introduced themselves, turned back to listen to their guide explain about the ruins they had stopped in front of.

Her face was a little flush. Never had she been so affected by a man she had just met. Get it together, girl. What is your problem. She chided herself.

She was now rethinking the idea to introduce herself to the stranger next to her. She didn't like feelings inside herself she couldn't explain.

Soon the tour returned to the resort and the guests and tourists quickly exited the bus. Seeing as it was mid-afternoon, Hermione decided to have a light snack in her room, and then head to the beach for a bit of lazing before dinner.

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Draco chuckled to himself. He had obviously figured out how to perfectly be next to her without her knowing. And his alternative looks and name had made an impact on her. Glamours are an amazing thing, he thought to himself. Yes, he Draco Malfoy was none other than the impeccably dressed Bruno Slavin.

"While, that was fun, I don't think I should continue that. If she found out it was really me, she'd hex me to oblivion!" Draco was speaking to himself now.

He shook his head and sauntered to his bungalow. He had planning to do. What to do next?

He'd sent her flowers, a drink on the beach, and followed her on a tour, glamored of course, but still he was close to her. But what would bewilder the witch next?

Yes, he had some planning to do. This was simply to fun not to continue.

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Hermione had decided to wear one of the racier bikinis to the beach today. She was feeling a bit out-going. It was a deep green color. The top half was simply fabric triangles and strings that just covered her breasts. The bottoms had more fabric, completely covering her bottom and girly bits, but only just. And tied on the sides of her hips with matching fabric strings. She felt sexy today for some reason. She couldn't explain it, but she was going to go with it while it lasted.

She had found a spot in almost the exact same location as before. She laid her towel down, placed her book, and floppy hat upon it, and turned toward the water. The beach was quite deserted today, she enjoyed that fact.

It was a breath-taking sight. Teals, turning to blues and getting almost navy in color the deeper the water got. Taking in the gorgeous scenary as she made her way to the shore line, she sighed. A girl could get used to a place like this.

Entering the water was like heaven. She was quite heated from the walk from the bungalow to beach, and the water was a cool refresher. She made her way slowly into the water, when it reached her navel she stop and just stood. Loving the feel of the gentle waves as they approached her.

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Meanwhile, Draco had made his way out toward the Tiki Bar. Deciding he needed a drink for planning. He ordered a scotch on the rocks. After the bartender handed him the glass, he turned to take in the sights while he thought.

Many ideas were roaming through his head as he gazed out at the water, and along the beach area. It was quite deserted today, but he didn't mind. Less noise, easier to think.

He was considering just approaching her as himself. But he feared her reaction to seeing him.

He considered showering her with more crazy, zany gifts. But he didn't want to scare her. He was at an impasse with himself. What to do? He was having fun toying with her, yet at the same time something told him it was wrong.

Where this voice of conscience came from he had no idea, but it was causing him to actually think about what he was doing before he did it.

The concept was completely new, and a bit unsettling.

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As he sat staring toward the water, pondering his thoughts, he saw breathtaking creature standing in the water. She would squeal now and then when a larger wave crashed into her, but she seemed to be quite enjoying herself.

She was dressed in an incredibly racy bikini, Draco was admirinig the toned figure it showed. She had turned toward the beach and began approaching the beach. He took in what that small suit shared for all eyes. Perky, ample breasts barely covered by the patches of green fabric. Just below a thin waist that flowed into what his mother had described as 'Heir-bearing hips'. Her shapely legs were slowly being revealed as she left the shelter of the water.

Draco groaned. He was feeling the stirrings of what could cause his embarassment if he brain continued this train of thought. Shaking his head as though that would clear the image for the beautiful beach body from his mind, he decided to look at the face attached to the amazingly distracting body.

Much to his astonishment, he was eye to eye with Hermione Granger! She was staring at him. And yes, he could tell, she recognized him. SHITE!

He kept all emotion from showing on his face. Nodded to her like they were common aquiantances and turned back to the bar.

Maybe if I act cool, she won't suspect anything. Draco said inside his head. Don't be ridiculous, this is "the" Hermione Granger. She will know!

Draco quickly finished his scotch, and paid the tender. Maybe if he could get away and she wouldn't approach him. He needed to gather himself together. But not to quickly. No need in raising suspicion if there is none.

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To say Hermione was stunned to see Draco Malfoy seated at the Tiki Bar, appearing to be lounging and sipping a drink would be an understatement.

A million thoughts and questions began swimming through her mind.

What was he doing here? Why was he here? Did he know she was here? Was he just as surprised to see her as she was him? How long had he been here?

But the most bothersome was, why did I feel like I had been hit with a jolt of electricity when his eyes met mine?

Deciding to abandon the lazing on the beach, she quickly made her way to her things. Gathered them up and headed toward her bungalow. Maybe it was time to get ahold of Pansy or Ginny. She needed some help or something. She needed to think. Yes, think! That's what she needed to do.

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A/N: Ok, I know they saw each other a little early, but I got to thinking what would be Hermione's reaction when she finds out that Draco has been the one sending her little things here and there? Will she be mad? Well of course she will, at first. But does that mean Draco will stop? He is a Slytherin, its hard to say. Maybe we should consult Trelawney... What do you think? lol. Sorry the chapters aren't longer. This isn't easy to write. Please review. Happy reading! B.