A/N. SOOOO SORRY it's taken so long to update! I've been really busy with coursework and i've been too tired to type the chapters up! Anyways, enough of my ramblings! PLEASE R&R! Enjoy!
Chapter Twenty-One - Ice Creams and Spanish Dreams
Harry
I was thinking. I'd never really been on holiday before. There was only really that one day where I'd been to the seaside, but it wasn't very fun. Dudley had stamped on my, quite feeble sandcastle (Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon wouldn't let me have a bucket, even though Dudley had over a dozen, of all shapes and sizes, so I'd had to build it with my hands. It had taken me about 20 minutes to get it just right!!)
I thought all my wishes had come true at once, when the woman in the ice-cream shop asked if I wanted one. Uncle Vernon bought me the cheapest one, but I was still immensely happy non-the-less. But, the second we got out of the woman's sight, Dudley grabbed the ice-cream out of my hand and took a huge bite, engulfing most of it in his big fat mouth. However, as he turned to his other, biggest-ice-cream-they-sold, all the ice-cream flopped off, and he was left with a, rather large, empty cone in his hand.
I hadn't known then, of course, but it was me that had made his ice-cream do that. I got locked in the cupboard for all the next day for sniggering. I learnt not to laugh after that.
I wonder if we could go to Spain. I think I've always wanted to go there. It's nice and warm. There's beaches (hopefully I could wash away the earlier memories of the seaside and sand with those of Ginny and Ron and Hermione; us having fun) and it would be an adventure-not that I haven't had enough of those! But a different country with a different language and a different climate! That's a good adventure!
Ginny
Harry looked deep in thought.
'What's up?' I asked him. He seemed to land back from wherever he was.
'Oh, nothing, nothing. I was just thinking, I've always wanted to go to Spain.'
'That's a brilliant idea!' Hermione said. I nodded enthusiastically.
'Ok then, Australia then Spain! I think we should go to Australia for a week first, and then come back for a
week, so I can help my parents settle back in, and then we could go to Spain for …' Hermione thought for a moment.
'Three weeks?' Ron said.
'Yes, three weeks!' Ron looked a little worried.
'Oh don't worry!' Hermione said, 'we can do that the…umm…wizard way!'