Sorry I haven't updated. It's my bad. Sorta.

I was going to update yesterday but I just started watching So Random! which is a shitty excuse. Sorry.

So, guys, I was wondering if you wanted more Dramione for "The Tempest" adaptation for this? Or, would you want me to throw the other storylines in it? I'll put a Dramione chapter in here whilst you ponder your decision.

Chapter 25: A Bit More Dramione

"So," Draco said, breaking the silence, "Tell me about yourself."

"I'm Hermione. Obviously. I was taken to this island when I was eleven by Dumbldore to protect me from all the Dark Magic. That's the reason he tells me anyway. Another reason is that a person he trusted framed and betrayed him, so he got sent here. But, Dumbledoreis brilliant, knowing what other people are up too so he grabbed me and we left.

"Peeves was sort of thrown into the deal of being a servant of sorts to us because Dumbledore savd his...er...exsistence from the traitor." She explained.

"Who is this tratior?" Draco mused. The brunette just shrugged.

"But, apparently on this island was a giant and whilst fighting her and the Dark siders that "owned" her, I was hit with a Confundus charm so I have a foggy memory of my memory from when I was 11. But, the giant had a half-giant son, who is our friend. His name is Hagrid." Hermione said the last sentence cheerfully, the trees growing thinner.

"Hagrid?" The blonde repeated, suddenly noted instead of being in a throng of trees, he was surrounded by them.

"Rubeus Hagrid, if you wana be exact. Oh, and there's where I lived." Herione pointed out, walking into the hut shouting someone's name.

Draco stared at the small, wooden hut for a bit, taking in how...wild...it was before following the girl inside.

"Dumbledore!" She was shouting, "Professor!" She looked around in the bedrooms and the other rooms before shrugging and sighing.

"I'm guessing the old man isn't here?" Draco wondered, half-curious, half-mocking. Hermione's shoulders slumped as they stood in another silence. The silver-eyed teen looked over at Hermione in her flowing white dress again.

"Want to go swimming?" She asked, after a bit.

"What?" He asked, obviously confused.

"You, me, the ocean?" She asked slowly, yet it sounded quite seductively to the teens ears. (A/N, my friend, who's a boy, said when girls say sentences like that, he thinks of quite sexual things. I slapped him)

"Uh, sure." Draco said slowly, before staring at himself, "I don't have anything to swim in though."

Hermione put her finger up, indicating "one minute" and slipped into a room on the right, infront of Draco and there was a loud sound of rummaging until she came out, holding a brown stick.

"What's that?" Draco raised his eyebrow suspciously.

"It's Dumbledore's spare wand." She explained before Transfiguring his clothes into swimming trunks.

"Cool. Shall we get going?" He asked.

"One second." And she went into another room, coming out 5 minutes later in a flowy blue dress and her bushy hair clipped up at the back. "Let's go."

Ten minutes later, they made it to the ocean. Hermione ripped off her dress and Draco felt his jaw drop. She was wearing a light blue bikini, showing off her tanned, toned stomach and hourglass shaped figure.

"Catching flies?" She called with a smirk, setting her stuff she brought down, tucking Dumbledore's spare wand under a couple of towels she brought, for safe-keeping.

"Race you into the water?" Draco challenged.

"3.." She said softly.

"2..." Draco said slightly louder.

"1!" They both called, running over the bumpy, yet scalding and soft sand and into the cold, salty water.

They splashed around, trying to dunk or soak another, messing around and laughing.

They both looked at each other intently, suddenly stopping, grey orbs meeting brown.

Within instinct, they leaned close and kissed each other on the lips, unbeknowst to them, someone on the cliff above, with a good view of the twinkly ocean, was watching...

Dun, dun, dun, dun! What will happen next?

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