The Bachelorette: Wizard Style!
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING!
Chapter 5~
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An owl flew into the window of the men's villa and landed on Draco's shoulder. He took the picture off of its ankle and yelled for the other guys to come down. When they all came into the living room they looked at the picture.
It was a picture of Hermione in a bathing suit with a yellow towel wrapped around her waist. She was sitting at her poolside and began speaking.
"For Dylan, Bryan, Adam, Chris H. and Draco," the last name she said with complete hatred in her voice. "tomorrow we will have a nice relaxed day in a Venietian spa. So be ready to be picked up by our personal bus tomorrow at eleven. See you then!"
She then walked away from the picture and the guys talked about what was going on. Draco, on the other hand, was thinking about strategy.
~*~*~*~
The tour bus flew down to the villa and halted in the cobblestone driveway. The men walked out and were greeted by Hermione.
They climbed in and the bus swiftly flew towards the spa. In a quick amount of time they landed and got off. They walked to the spa restaurant and had a light lunch. They didn't talk much, only about what happened two nights ago, when she was in Atlantic City.
The guys were laughing heartily as Adam told the story.
"Ok, so we figured we were going to live the high life and have a couple drinks," Adam began. "So we mixed up a few marghueritas. So we were all drinking and it was only nine o'clock and we realized Fred already had seven drinks. So, he was a bit tipsy," the guys were uproariously laughing at this point. "So Fred decided he was tired and went into his closet to get pajamas on and he," now Adam was laughing every other word. "He fell into his closet!" now the whole group was laughing. "But the best part was," Adam grinned, "when we put him in his bed we played a little trick on him." Hermione stared at him in wonder.
"Hermione, do you know what Fred is most afraid of?" Chris said. Hermione shook her head.
"He is afraid of, clowns!" Adam yelled out loud. They all laughed hysterically
"So, we put a charm on his room so it looked like the inside of one of those clown cars in the circus!" now Hermione was even rocking her chair with laughter.
"So we eventually let him out when we heard him screaming 'BLOODY HELL! CLOWNS EVERYWHERE!'" it was hilarious and Dylan couldn't take it anymore. He laughed so hard he fell off his chair.
Hermione went over to him still laughing a bit, "Are you alright?" she asked with concern in her voice.
"I'm ~laugh~ all ~laugh~ right," he said still laughing hysterically. His laugh was contagious and the rest of the group continued laughing.
Once their fit of laughter ended Hermione suggested, "Lets go into the pool,"
They all agreed and the guys began taking their shirts off and, being only in their swim trunks, Hermione checked them out. (A/N: just like all girls do!)
Dylan and Chris both had nice builds. Dylan was wearing navy blue swim trunks; he was slightly tanner than the others. Chris was wearing red swim trunks.
She looked next to them and saw a very built person. He was turned away from her so she couldn't see who he was. His arms were very muscular and he was wearing a black bathing suit. Basically she thought he was hot. The person turned around and, to her surprise it was Draco. Her first thought was, "Ooh! Six pack," but that was soon followed by, "Eww, nasty, nasty, nasty!"
She looked over to Adam and Bryan, and they made her feel better because they were, in her opinion, hot too.
They all went into the pool, which had a small waterfall in the corner.
They grew accustomed to the water quickly and grew bored.
"How about we play Marco Polo?" Adam suggested.
"What?" everyone else said in unison. Adam and Hermione were the only ones who knew about the game considering they were both muggleborn. They explained it to everyone and soon they began playing.
The first Marco was Dylan but they decided he wasn't a good choice considering he could not close his eyes. They decided on having Hermione do it instead.
"Marco!" she yelled. She heard numerous Polo's but heard one distinct one directly in front of her. She kept moving towards it with her arms outstretched.
"Marco!"
"Polo"
She could sense that she was pushing him into a corner and decided to dive for him.
She jumped towards him and landed with her arms on his shoulders, her head resting on his chest.
She stood up saying, "Gotcha!" and then stopped realizing she had caught Draco. There was an awkward silence while she had her hands placed on his shoulders and they were incredibly close to him. She abruptly backed away and said quietly, "Your turn."
The game continued for a little while and whenever Hermione was Marco she was careful not to dive for someone.
After they finished a masseuse came over to them and said, "Two of you can come take a massage now. The one that can come with Miss. Hermione must be decided now." Then he walked over to the doorway where the massage would be waiting for the decision to be made.
They all looked around at each other wishing they could be the ones to go.
Hermione got a bit frustrated and finally grabbed a stick outside of the pool and held it.
"How about you guys stand in a circle, spin the stick around, see who it lands on, and whoever it is goes with me," Hermione said thrusting the stick into Bryan's hand.
They did as she said and spun it around. As it began to slow down Hermione gasped. Her own method betrayed her. The stick landed pointing to, none other than, Draco Malfoy.
Hermione reluctantly walked over to the door with him. He opened it for her. She looked at him with shock on her face and he smiled, not sneered, he actually smiled at her.
They went into their changing rooms and Hermione got undressed. She wrapped a white towel around her tightly and ran out into the room for the massage. She went onto the table cautiously and laid on it, careful not to expose herself.
A few moments later she heard the door of Draco's dressing room open and himself climbing onto his own table.
Hermione had her head turned away from him; she wanted this to be as silent as possible.
"Do you know what Hermione?" Draco said with a little bit of force in his voice.
"What?" Hermione said turning her head in an annoyed way.
"We are being so immature," he said shaking his head. "You know, people can change. Maybe we can deal with each other. I have changed from the time I was at Hogwarts, and if you tell me you haven't you would be lying. What if we gave each other a chance? I don't mean like in love and that crap, just at least be friendly."
"Your saying you want to try to be friendly, with me!" Hermione said in a bit of shock.
"Well, we might as well try it," Draco said.
"Okay, I guess we could,"
"So, what do you do for a living now?" Draco said awkwardly trying to start a friendly conversation.
"I'm an editor for the Daily Prophet, and you?" Hermione said obviously feeling awkward as well.
"I, work for the Ministry, in the department of international affairs,"
"Really, that seems like a lot of work and a lot of traveling,"
"Yea, I have been forced to learn a few other languages,"
"Like what?"
"Umm, German, Italian, French, Russian and a bit of Spanish,"
"Oh, I speak French and Italian too!" Hermione said with a little bit of her excitement in her voice.
"Noi parliamo l' italiano. Bene!" Draco said putting on a thick accent.
"Grazie," Hermione said giggling.
"Preggo," Draco replied. They continued talking in Italian and laughed a lot. Before they knew it their masseuses told them they were done and they needed to take a shower.
"What?" they both protested at first but the masseuse explained that they cannot waste the water and there is plenty of space in the shower.
They went in together in their bathing suits and washed all of the oils off themselves. Hermione was feeling uncomfortable and she clumsily spun around to grab the soap from a little ledge in the shower wall. Once again she landed in Draco's arms, just like she did in the pool.
"You have a strange way of doing this," he said smiling at her. He grabbed the soap and handed it to her as she got off of him.
They finished the shower without speaking and went back out to the pool area with the rest of the guys. It was dark by now and a few stars sparkled in the sky.
They decided to go into the hot tub and get some drinks.
Hermione sipped her Pina Colada and thought to herself, "This date turned out pretty good."
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Authors Note:
So what do you think? I was so proud, this chapter was really long for me. Well anyway, please review because I like reviews a lot and if I don't get them I wont ever post!
~lots of love!
Oh and if you want updates just tell me and give me your e-mail address!
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING!
Chapter 5~
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An owl flew into the window of the men's villa and landed on Draco's shoulder. He took the picture off of its ankle and yelled for the other guys to come down. When they all came into the living room they looked at the picture.
It was a picture of Hermione in a bathing suit with a yellow towel wrapped around her waist. She was sitting at her poolside and began speaking.
"For Dylan, Bryan, Adam, Chris H. and Draco," the last name she said with complete hatred in her voice. "tomorrow we will have a nice relaxed day in a Venietian spa. So be ready to be picked up by our personal bus tomorrow at eleven. See you then!"
She then walked away from the picture and the guys talked about what was going on. Draco, on the other hand, was thinking about strategy.
~*~*~*~
The tour bus flew down to the villa and halted in the cobblestone driveway. The men walked out and were greeted by Hermione.
They climbed in and the bus swiftly flew towards the spa. In a quick amount of time they landed and got off. They walked to the spa restaurant and had a light lunch. They didn't talk much, only about what happened two nights ago, when she was in Atlantic City.
The guys were laughing heartily as Adam told the story.
"Ok, so we figured we were going to live the high life and have a couple drinks," Adam began. "So we mixed up a few marghueritas. So we were all drinking and it was only nine o'clock and we realized Fred already had seven drinks. So, he was a bit tipsy," the guys were uproariously laughing at this point. "So Fred decided he was tired and went into his closet to get pajamas on and he," now Adam was laughing every other word. "He fell into his closet!" now the whole group was laughing. "But the best part was," Adam grinned, "when we put him in his bed we played a little trick on him." Hermione stared at him in wonder.
"Hermione, do you know what Fred is most afraid of?" Chris said. Hermione shook her head.
"He is afraid of, clowns!" Adam yelled out loud. They all laughed hysterically
"So, we put a charm on his room so it looked like the inside of one of those clown cars in the circus!" now Hermione was even rocking her chair with laughter.
"So we eventually let him out when we heard him screaming 'BLOODY HELL! CLOWNS EVERYWHERE!'" it was hilarious and Dylan couldn't take it anymore. He laughed so hard he fell off his chair.
Hermione went over to him still laughing a bit, "Are you alright?" she asked with concern in her voice.
"I'm ~laugh~ all ~laugh~ right," he said still laughing hysterically. His laugh was contagious and the rest of the group continued laughing.
Once their fit of laughter ended Hermione suggested, "Lets go into the pool,"
They all agreed and the guys began taking their shirts off and, being only in their swim trunks, Hermione checked them out. (A/N: just like all girls do!)
Dylan and Chris both had nice builds. Dylan was wearing navy blue swim trunks; he was slightly tanner than the others. Chris was wearing red swim trunks.
She looked next to them and saw a very built person. He was turned away from her so she couldn't see who he was. His arms were very muscular and he was wearing a black bathing suit. Basically she thought he was hot. The person turned around and, to her surprise it was Draco. Her first thought was, "Ooh! Six pack," but that was soon followed by, "Eww, nasty, nasty, nasty!"
She looked over to Adam and Bryan, and they made her feel better because they were, in her opinion, hot too.
They all went into the pool, which had a small waterfall in the corner.
They grew accustomed to the water quickly and grew bored.
"How about we play Marco Polo?" Adam suggested.
"What?" everyone else said in unison. Adam and Hermione were the only ones who knew about the game considering they were both muggleborn. They explained it to everyone and soon they began playing.
The first Marco was Dylan but they decided he wasn't a good choice considering he could not close his eyes. They decided on having Hermione do it instead.
"Marco!" she yelled. She heard numerous Polo's but heard one distinct one directly in front of her. She kept moving towards it with her arms outstretched.
"Marco!"
"Polo"
She could sense that she was pushing him into a corner and decided to dive for him.
She jumped towards him and landed with her arms on his shoulders, her head resting on his chest.
She stood up saying, "Gotcha!" and then stopped realizing she had caught Draco. There was an awkward silence while she had her hands placed on his shoulders and they were incredibly close to him. She abruptly backed away and said quietly, "Your turn."
The game continued for a little while and whenever Hermione was Marco she was careful not to dive for someone.
After they finished a masseuse came over to them and said, "Two of you can come take a massage now. The one that can come with Miss. Hermione must be decided now." Then he walked over to the doorway where the massage would be waiting for the decision to be made.
They all looked around at each other wishing they could be the ones to go.
Hermione got a bit frustrated and finally grabbed a stick outside of the pool and held it.
"How about you guys stand in a circle, spin the stick around, see who it lands on, and whoever it is goes with me," Hermione said thrusting the stick into Bryan's hand.
They did as she said and spun it around. As it began to slow down Hermione gasped. Her own method betrayed her. The stick landed pointing to, none other than, Draco Malfoy.
Hermione reluctantly walked over to the door with him. He opened it for her. She looked at him with shock on her face and he smiled, not sneered, he actually smiled at her.
They went into their changing rooms and Hermione got undressed. She wrapped a white towel around her tightly and ran out into the room for the massage. She went onto the table cautiously and laid on it, careful not to expose herself.
A few moments later she heard the door of Draco's dressing room open and himself climbing onto his own table.
Hermione had her head turned away from him; she wanted this to be as silent as possible.
"Do you know what Hermione?" Draco said with a little bit of force in his voice.
"What?" Hermione said turning her head in an annoyed way.
"We are being so immature," he said shaking his head. "You know, people can change. Maybe we can deal with each other. I have changed from the time I was at Hogwarts, and if you tell me you haven't you would be lying. What if we gave each other a chance? I don't mean like in love and that crap, just at least be friendly."
"Your saying you want to try to be friendly, with me!" Hermione said in a bit of shock.
"Well, we might as well try it," Draco said.
"Okay, I guess we could,"
"So, what do you do for a living now?" Draco said awkwardly trying to start a friendly conversation.
"I'm an editor for the Daily Prophet, and you?" Hermione said obviously feeling awkward as well.
"I, work for the Ministry, in the department of international affairs,"
"Really, that seems like a lot of work and a lot of traveling,"
"Yea, I have been forced to learn a few other languages,"
"Like what?"
"Umm, German, Italian, French, Russian and a bit of Spanish,"
"Oh, I speak French and Italian too!" Hermione said with a little bit of her excitement in her voice.
"Noi parliamo l' italiano. Bene!" Draco said putting on a thick accent.
"Grazie," Hermione said giggling.
"Preggo," Draco replied. They continued talking in Italian and laughed a lot. Before they knew it their masseuses told them they were done and they needed to take a shower.
"What?" they both protested at first but the masseuse explained that they cannot waste the water and there is plenty of space in the shower.
They went in together in their bathing suits and washed all of the oils off themselves. Hermione was feeling uncomfortable and she clumsily spun around to grab the soap from a little ledge in the shower wall. Once again she landed in Draco's arms, just like she did in the pool.
"You have a strange way of doing this," he said smiling at her. He grabbed the soap and handed it to her as she got off of him.
They finished the shower without speaking and went back out to the pool area with the rest of the guys. It was dark by now and a few stars sparkled in the sky.
They decided to go into the hot tub and get some drinks.
Hermione sipped her Pina Colada and thought to herself, "This date turned out pretty good."
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Authors Note:
So what do you think? I was so proud, this chapter was really long for me. Well anyway, please review because I like reviews a lot and if I don't get them I wont ever post!
~lots of love!
Oh and if you want updates just tell me and give me your e-mail address!