Hey! So to make it up for my lack of updates, I tried to make this chappie extra long! Thanks to everyone who reviewed, we are so close to 100 so please keep reviewing! I know there have been some inconsistencies with my updates and I can't promise that they will steady but I PROMISE that I will never wait 3 weeks to update again! For the inspiration of this chapter, check the author's note at the bottom.
BEEEEEPPPP! BEEEPPP! BEEEEPPP! BEEEP! The sound echoed throughout the small room jerking Harry, Hermione, Sally and causing Ginny and Draco to fall in a tangled mess on the floor.
"What the hell is the bloody noise?" Draco cried.
"OH MY GOD! IT'S THE FIRE ALARM!" Hermione screamed. Harry jumped up immediately panicked, while the other three pureblooded wizards sat looking confused.
"Why the hell do they need an alarm? Just throw water on the freaking mess." Sally screeched.
"AUGAMENTI" Ginny murmured flicking her wand and spilling water all over the floor.
"THIS IS SERIOUS YOU GUYS! COME ON! GET UP WE HAVE TO GET OUT OF THE ROOM!" Hermione screamed before grabbing Harry and gesturing out the door. Grudgingly the group ran outside onto the beach. From their spot they could see that Hermione was right, for the entire left side of the hotel was cackling in flames as the firefighters tried in vain to extinguish the uncontrollable flames. From the left, the group heard a gasp and turned to see Sally pale with her mouth open in a perfect "O".
"That's no ordinary fire guys." Sally whispered.
"What are you talking about? Some stupid muggle probably short circuited their hairdryer of something." Draco replied, obviously annoyed.
"I'm not sure Draco it looks like fiendfyre to me." Sally disagreed.
"Friendfyre?" Harry asked.
"Fiendfyre is a type of fire conjured by dark magic that is impossible to extinguish, notice how they only set our side of the hotel on fire and knowing that you guys would assume the alarm was a minor disturbance and go back to bed…perishing in the flames. Obviously, they forgot that I'm a muggle born and received the fire safety training that every primary school child learns." Hermione explained.
"So they don't even bother trying to kill us up front! The indirectly try to kill us with a cursed fire? Those half-ass cheapskates!" Draco exclaimed.
"Draco! You can't tell me that you're pissed off because they didn't try to murder you in person?" Ginny exclaimed.
"You're exhausted and hysterical, lets sit you down and get you some water." Sally attempted.
"I'm not hysterical! But if my stupid father wants to kill me he's going to have to come and murder me with his own two hands!" Draco cried.
"Malfoy's tired and pissed…we all are, but there's nothing we can do about it now-" Harry was cut off by a magnified voice emitting from atop a milk crate. "EVERYBODY STAY CALM! UNFORTUNATELY WE CANNOT GET INTO THE ROOMS FOR 24 HOURS BUT WE WILL TRY TO FIND YOU GUYS ROOMS IN OTHER PLACES… FOR NOW THERE ARE MANY EXCELLENT BREAKFAST PLACES THAT WILL BE OPEN AT 3 IN THE MORNING. "
"Stupid peppy voice…" Draco grinned. Ginny elbowed him before grabbing his arm and leading him toward the breakfast place up the hill. Once the group was settled at a table and had ordered their food the post-emergency action planning began.
"So obviously our belongings are destroyed." Hermione began.
"Great…just great. Now I have to wear polyester blend garbage like this for the next few months." Draco complained.
"Not all muggle clothing is tourist poly-cotton trash…there are several tasteful stores and malls where we could find the high end clothing you are accustomed to." Hermione explained "And these aren't made by house-elves in pure-blood's basements."
"No instead they are made in sweatshops by impoverished muggle children." Draco argued.
"DRACO!" Ginny chastised.
"What? If she can crusade about house elves than I can prove some harsher realities." He reasoned.
"Just eat your toast." Hermione said venomously.
Draco rolled his eyes and purposefully took a sip of his coffee, flashing a megawatt smile. Ginny groaned… internally grinning that her other friends were accepting Draco. The group continued their meal in heated debate before departing the pavilion and heading toward the snazzy mall to their left.
"It's not bad…not as nice as wizarding France…but nice." Draco admitted.
"For you information Malfoy, this particular mall was built and is run by wizards." Hermione smugly replied.
"Yes…I heard about this place, rumor has it the Michael Corner's great-grandfather opened it." Sally remarked.
At the sound of Corner's name Ginny flushed a deep shade of Weasley red and let her hair fall in a curtain around her. Confusion spread over Draco's face before images of Ginny and the git sitting in Madame Puddifoot's fill his memory. His eye's turned steel as a flash of jealousy ran through his body.
"Is Malfoy alright? His ears are turning as red as Ginny's face." Harry asked Sally.
"Malfoy? Malfoy?" She called.
"Draco!" Ginny attempted before shaking him. Startled out of his thoughts, he jumped back, clearing all thoughts of Michael Corner away. "Draco? Are you alright?"
"Yes, I'm sorry just lost in thought." Draco replied, swinging his arm around Ginny's shoulders.
"Alright! If Malfoy's mental state is back to it's normal crazy then can we stop crowding the entrance?" Harry asked impatiently.
"Who are you calling mental Potter?" Draco roared.
"If I wasn't clear before…MALFOY YOU ARE A MENTAL CASE!" Harry screamed.
"Potter I swear-" Draco began. "Stop it! Both of you!" Hermione screamed above the already apparent noise. "Now obviously we can't have these two fighting all day so Gin…why don't you and Malfoy go buy your clothes and Sally and I will go with Harry."
"Fine by me." Draco called, running away with Ginny in tow.
"We'll meet you back here for lunch." Ginny screamed behind her.
Upon nearing an entrance Draco slowed to a walk as Ginny tried in vain to catch her breath.
"Why don't we go in here? It looks okay…" Draco pointed out unconfidently.
"It kind of looks like a wholesale store to me…" Ginny replied.
"It can't hurt to check it out."
"Sure…but if it's crappy don't complain."
"When do I ever complain?"
"Do you really want me to answer that?"
"As honestly as possible."
"You are one of the whiniest people…"
"I am not whiney."
"See? You're whining about being whiney."
"You better be being sarcastic."
"I told you that you wouldn't have wanted me to answer."
"How about this…If I whine once while we are in this store, you get to pick the next one. If I don't I get to pick the next one."
"You're on. But rules are that the winner can't pick a gender specific store. Meaning, I don't want to sit in a tie store same as you wouldn't want to sit in a…oh never mind. Just no gender specific stores."
"Yes agreed but I am curious as to what your example was going to be."
"Let's go inside now…" Ginny blushed leaving a smirking Draco to follow her.
The pair roamed through the large store before getting completely lost in the home appliance section.
"Who the bloody hell wants to buy an appliance when shopping for clothes! And BED SHEETS? Why would you buy bed sheets in a place that also sells drills, shoes and tshirts?" Draco complained.
"Not everyone uses silk bedsheets-OH MY GOD YOU LOST!"
"I did not."
"YOU WHINED YOU WHINED! I WIN! I WIN! OH YEAH! I BEAT YOU AT YOUR OWN GAME! I WIN!" Ginny cheered.
"Ugh! But this doesn't prove I am a whiner…this was cause for complaint. BED SHEETS! I just need a shirt for god's sake."
"You're complaining again."
"Stop it!"
"You never noticed before? Seriously?"
"I am going to go look at the farm equipment now." Draco replied before head over to the tractors.
"Wait for me Farmer John!"
As for the inspiration of the chapter, when I was in Mexico with my friends the fire alarm went off and we all ran down the stairs barefoot with wet hair crazed because of the public school fire alarm brain washing. In our case, NOBODY else was worried about the alarm (if was a false ring) but I modified it a little for this chapter. Now I hope Padma and Alica don't kill for telling the entire Fanfic world about this but I felt it was relevant.
Review please! They keep the flying monkeys away!
