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Chapter 28

Draco's POV

I sagged in my chair in DADA, the last class of the last day before third year and up got to leave for their class trip. Only about a quarter of my mind was listening to Professor Hayes drone on and on, while the rest of my brain was daydreaming about going to Nassau for the fifth year trip.

We would fly to Nassau, the capital of the Bahamas, and we would be staying at a famous hotel, Atlantis. We would spend a month there, with a few assignments to do, but when we got them done we had the time to ourselves to do whatever we pleased. I smiled at the thought of lounging under an umbrella, watching bikini-clad girls on the beach. But not just any bikini-clad girls... Hermione would be there. I just hoped we could somehow find somewhere private to hang out, somewhere where we couldn't be found by anyone who would spill our secret.

I sighed. It really was getting harder to hide from people. Just the other day Hermione and I had been carelessly holding hands in the hall, walking together, and luckily we heard footsteps and had enough time to spring apart before Blaise, from Slytherin, rounded the corner.

I was suddenly brought out of my dreaming by the sound of many books slapping shut, and tuned in just in time to hear Professor Hayes dismiss the class. I stuffed a few pieces of parchment into my textbook and gathered my things in my arms before heading back to my room to pack.
Still Draco's POV

"Hand me those sunglasses on the desk over there, will you?"

I was had been done packing for about an hour, and I was now sitting in Hermione's window, watching and helping her pack her stuff. Thank Merlin for shrinking spells, because we had to be able to bring our one suitcase on the airplane as a carry-on, and all of the girl's stuff never would have fit in the bag if it couldn't be shrunk. I had simply picked out some Muggle clothes and stuffed them in a small duffle bag, but I guess I had temporarily forgotten how picky girls were about this kind of thing.

"Okay. Now, am I forgetting anything?" She placed her hands on her hips and gave the room a check.

"I think you have everything you need," I laughed. "Oh, wait! Did you remember to pack the kitchen sink?" She stuck her tongue out at me and I smirked.

"Oh!" she exclaimed, walking over to her bookshelf and grabbing a paperback. "See? If I hadn't done that last sweep of the room I would've forgotten it!" I examined the book she had in her hand before she stuffed it in the suitcase. It was Hogwarts: A History.

"If you don't hurry we're going to miss the train," I pointed out. She looked up at the clock and gasped, then started struggling to zip up her duffle. "Here," I offered. "You sit on it, and I'll zip it up." She did, and we succeeded in closing it without breaking the zipper, which surprised me.

"Hurry, Draco! Go get your stuff, we gotta go!" I rolled my eyes and slung my bag over my shoulder. I had been done an hour ago and was waiting for her, and she was telling me to hurry up. Girls.

I caught her arm before she hurried down the stairs, and stopped her. Smiling, I pushed her up against the wall and kissed her deeply.

"What was that for?" she asked breathlessly when I released her.

"Oh, nothing. I just might not get the chance to do that again for a while. We're in a group with Hannah and Terry, sure, but there still might be other groups around." I grinned.

"Alright. But let's go now, because I'm really worried we're gonna miss the train. And I don't want to miss the trip to the Bahamas."
Hermione's POV

"Can you believe we're going to the Bahamas?" Harry, Ginny, Ron, Lavender, and I were in our own compartment on the Hogwarts Express, talking about how excited we were and what we were going to do when we got there.

"I can't wait to hit the beach!" Lavender exclaimed.

"Yeah, I really wanna see all the fish. I hear our hotel has a really big aquarium, right Mione?" When Ginny didn't get an answer, she pressed further. "Hermione?"

"Hmm? I'm sorry, what did you say?" I had been completely zoned out, staring out the window as the landscape slipped slowly past. I was just as anxious as the others to get to Nassau, and I hoped Draco and I would get some time alone.

Ginny laughed. "Oh, never mind. You can just go back to daydreaming about guys on the beach."

I laughed with her, but Ginny didn't know how right she was.
The lady at the boarding check-in counter brought the speaker to her mouth. "We will now begin boarding our first class passengers."

I nudged Draco with my shoulder and picked up my bag. "That's us," I alerted him.

Much to my delight, us prefects were on our own plane, and Draco and I shared the back row. Hannah and Terry were seated two rows up and across the aisle from us. After stuffing my bag in the overhead bin, I sat down, claiming the window seat. After stowing his own stuff, Draco sat down, occupying the other seat.

I tucked Hogwarts: A History, spelled to look like a romance novel, in the pocket on the seat in front of me. I had grabbed it out of my bag just in case, but I doubted I would read it; they were showing Pearl Harbor as an in-flight movie.

After watching the flight attendants go through the safety procedures, we finally rolled onto the runway. As we were taking off, I glanced over at Draco, and noticed that he was gripping the arms of his seat. He caught my glance, and gave a grim smile. "I hate flying," he confided.

I giggled. "Oh, come on, it's not that bad."

"I don't see why we couldn't just Apparate there," he grumbled.

"Part of the point of this trip is to get used to the Muggle world. And flying is part of the Muggle experience, so get used to it." Draco's only response was to lean his head against the backrest and close his eyes.

Almost four hours later, I was wiping tears from my eyes as Pearl Harbor ended.

-'You can't die, Danny. Do you know why? You're gonna be a father! You're gonna be a father, Danny!

'No. You are.'-

Draco had to choose that time to look over at me, and he gave me a teasing smile. I sniffled and wiped my eyes, sticking my tongue out at him. He grinned.
I stepped right onto the runway from the plane, and could immediately tell that I was in the Bahamas. It was so much different from Hogwarts. It was prettier, sunnier, more humid, and a lot warmer. I walked over to the others, who were standing a ways away, Draco following me.

"When do the others get here?" Hannah asked.

"Not for about three hours. They had a lay-over."

"Alright!" Terry yelled. "Let's go drop our stuff, then hit the beach!"

"It's not that easy, Terry." He was a pure wizard, and I guess he didn't know how to check in to a hotel. "We have to check in at the desk first, and I'm in charge of checking EVERYONE in."

"Okay then, let's get going." Draco swung his bag over his right shoulder, and draped mine on his left, which made him stumble slightly to the left with the unexpected weight. "Hermione," he cried, adjusting the shoulder strap, "exactly how much stuff do you have in here?"

I giggled. "Oh, you know. Just the essentials."

He rolled his eyes and hoisted it up again, without complaint. "Come on," I said, skipping up beside him and grabbing his hand. "Let's do this as quick as possible, then go see the beach."
A/N: That's all for now, hopefully a new chapter really soon. Drop me a review and let me know what you think. Thanks!