Disclaimer: I don't claim to own Harry Potter. Go me.

Date: Friday, August 8

Notes: well, I'm feeling a lot better than I was when I last posted. Thanks, everyone, for the reviews and PMs I got about my grampie.

Always Love

--Kayanora


Sun


Splash!

"Cold!"

"You're such a baby, Dennis!"

"Colin, you've been standing with your feet in the water for five minutes." Crevan laughed.

"…Well, you haven't even gotten in." Colin answered.

"That's because we're building a sandcastle." Hermione replied evenly. Colin stuck his tongue out at him.

"Come on, the water can't be that cold." Andy said as he walked toward the shore.

"It's not once you get used to it." Dennis told him; glad someone had decided to join him.

"Dennis, don't go out into the lake too far."

"Yes, Mum." Dennis said glumly.

"Oi! Crevan, catch!" Crevan looked up and grabbed the bottle out of the air.

"What's this stuff?"

"Put it on. Don't want you to burn." Connor told him.

"Ooh! Thank you, Caleb." Hermione whipped the bottle out of her friend's hands and squirted a large amount into her hand. She started dabbing it on her skin.

"I've never used sunscreen before." Crevan said as he examined the bottle. "I don't usually burn too much, though."

"I guess it's a good thing you ended up with your Dad's skin…Casey used to burn and freckle." Connor laughed.

Diane's eyes narrowed when she saw Caleb wince, Never used sun block!? Just what kind of people did Crevan live with?

"Did you boys put any on?" Connor asked the three playing in the water. They glanced at each other.

"Don't bother." Caleb told them, "I can smell a lie a mile away! Now, march!" Connor snorted.


"Who wanted cheese, again?" Connor called back to the group sitting on the picnic table.

"Just five!" Diane shouted.

"It's supposed to be really crowded there. Especially during tourist season." Andy explained.

"Are you nervous?" Diane tuned back into the children's conversation. "It doesn't sound very fun." Colin was saying.

Andy shrugged, "I guess but I'll deal with it. My sister is really excited. Says it'll be wondrous. Whatever that means."

"Are you moving, Andrew?" Diane interrupted.

"Yeah, two days. New England."

"My, that's far away."

"I guess; I'm just glad they speak English." Diane smiled.

"Why are you moving?"

"Gran's sick and she said she wants us to be closer to go to her Alma Mater. Dad thought it was a good idea, but wouldn't tell us why."

"Food's done!"