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Chapter Eight – Breakfast and New Arrivals.
The past weeks had been so crazy and so much fun. Hermione had never had the experience of siblings, being an only child, and now suddenly surrounded by Blaise's family, she had finally got the chance to be part of a family. It was true that Hermione had been somewhat reluctant at first to be inducted into the Zabini family, because she wasn't pureblood and they, so obviously, were. But she needed not worry. Bree in particular had adopted Hermione as her new sister and the two had spent nearly every waking moment together. In fact, Hermione couldn't remember the last time she had actually had a proper conversation with Blaise, but she considered the fact that he was catching up with his family whom he hadn't actually seen since last summer. In one of their odd chats, Blaise had told her that he had had to stay back at Hogwarts over the Christmas break for reasons unforeseen, but Hermione had not asked any more and had not found out what 'reasons unforeseen' actually meant. Hermione was not curious however, which she was somewhat startled by. Perhaps Blaise had been right, and this break was just what she needed. That wasn't to say she had completely changed, but she no longer had the stresses of school, or of Voldermort. She had felt disgusted with herself on several occasions for not thinking of Harry and Ron every moment she was awake, but the island had a way of its own. It was enchanting and so peaceful and Hermione was terribly grateful that she was fortunate enough to be staying here.
It had now been almost a month exactly since Blaise and Hermione had arrived on the island, and the group had yet to hear word of the going ons outside of the wards that protected their safe house. That morning was the first time in a month that the entire group sat down and ate breakfast together. Hermione just loved sitting and observing them all on the odd occasion that they were all together. Bree was by far Hermione's favorite. She was witty and fun and loved to torment her brothers to no end. Blaise sat across from Bree and Hermione and the two sibilings hurled witty one liners at one another, while Alexis laughed and sided with Bree and Orlando followed suit siding with Alexis. Blaise turned on Hermione
"You know I'm right, don't you Hermione?" he said batting his eyelashes jokingly. Hermione laughed and Bree snorted, smirking at her brother.
"You, Blaise Zabini, are pathetic. Flirting is not you're strong point. And you should know better than to take lessons from Orlando" said Bree knowingly, grinning broadly, and ducking just in time as a fork flew over her head and imbedded itself in the wall behind her.
"Blaise Sebastian Zabini" came a warning voice from the kitchen "If I see you do that again I'll jinx you into next Thursday". Bree grinned and raised an eyebrow at her brother, at their mothers warning, and Blaise glared at the doorway, wondering how on earth his mother had seen that.
"Come on, I dare you" Bree mouthed to Blaise, who whipped out his wand, but before he had a chance to retaliate, there was a sudden burst of flame in the middle of the table and a scroll of parchment floated down onto the plate of fruit. Mrs. Zabini, who had just come into the room, snatched the letter out of the grasp of Orlando who had reached out to grab it. She read it over quickly, before vanishing it.
"They will be arriving shortly" said Mrs. Zabini, and though Hermione had no idea who she was talking about, the other occupants of the room nodded in understanding. Hermione, completely baffled, looked to Blaise for some kind of explanation, but he had resumed his revenge on his sister and had levitated a jug of water sitting on a bench behind Bree and revolved it in thin air above her head, dropping its contents over her head. Drying herself off with a flick of her wand which she too had drawn out, glared sinisterly at Blaise but she did nothing. Grabbing Hermione by the hand, Bree led her out of the dinning room and outside into the bright sun. Blaise looked at Orlando and Alexis, a look of complete fear on his face.
Bree had a habit of doing this. Torturing him and then just leaving it at its climax, and then the moment Blaise was off guard she struck, getting him back 5 times worse. He shuddered involuntarily at the thought and decided to lock himself in his room for the remainder of the day, well away from Bree and her wicked ways.
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Hermione, Bree and Alexis had spent all morning down on the beach, swimming and laughing and chatting animatedly, and just enjoying their free time away from the boys and the younger girls. Hermione decided firmly that she very much enjoyed the company of Alexis and Bree both of whom, while possessing very Slytherin tendencies where also very Gryffindor and so much fun to be around. Plus, they had no problems with blood lines. In fact Bree had been very vocal one night at dinner about being very against Voldermort and his ideals, before Mrs. Zabini had hurried into the room to shush her.
At noon, Blaise came down to where the girls were sitting on the beach, and told them that they were required back up at the house to welcome their new guests. Hermione realized with a rush that she had forgotten all about the 'arrivals' that Mrs. Zabini had mentioned up at breakfast, and hurried to catch up it Blaise in order to question him. But much to her disappointment, Blaise reminded determinately silent about who their guests would be.
"Merlin Hermione" he said with a laugh, as the group waited on the porch, 'they'll be here in 5 seconds, then you'll know." And he lent back against the wall. Hermione was sitting on a hanging swing next to Alexis; Bree was sitting on the wooden rail that ran around the deck, one leg bent up, the other dangling over the edge. Orlando was sitting on the stairs, his head resting in his hands, and the two girls were running around on the grass, squealing and giggling, chasing one another. The group seemed to have a rather bored air about them, unlike Hermione who was terribly excited. As much as she loved who she was staying with, she had been seeing the same people everyday for a month, and had decided that it would be nice if someone new came, just to break up the monotony a bit.
Poor Hermione was, for the first time in her life, drastically wrong. And the moment she saw the boy and girl walking up the path, she knew. Why him? Anyone but him. Merlin help her!
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A/N: hey all… sorry it's taken a while to get this chapter up. Ive just been busy, so another short chapter I'm sorry, but I felt I needed to put something up for you all! To my loyal reviewers thank you!
Kichou: Im glad you like it :D Well, you might find that out in later chapters.
Alexandra: Thanks! Grins I hope you'll keep reading and reviewing!
Charolastras & Lossienal: Im glad you're liking it! Hopefully its going to get a little more interesting in the coming chapters. Keep those reviews coming!
Sheena: Lol, I must say, im guilty of thinking of Orlando Bloom too, but I looked up Italian names and that was the one I liked the best! Im glad you're liking it. Im sorry the Blaise/Hermione romance is taking so long to get into, and you're going to hate me in the coming chapters, but I'll just say, Hermione's going to start realizing her feelings soon.
Mrs Pierre Bouvier: Hahaha, don't worry; I'll make sure she starts noticing these details soon enough!
yVonNeLLeZ: Thanks :D Im glad you're enjoying it, cause it makes it all the more worth while to write it! I love my reviewers! Yeh, I very much dislike the idea of Ron and Hermione together, In my mind, it just doesn't work. I couldn't see Hermione reaching her full potential if she was with someone like Ron.
