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Chapter 3
Hermione awoke early the next morning to the sound of the waves splashing at the beach. The sun was up and beaming through her window. It was going to be a lovely day. The smell of pancakes, bacon and eggs being cooked lured her out of her room and into the kitchen.
"Morning Sunshine," said Mr. Granger brightly, while flipping eggs.
"Morning Dad," she replied.
She sat down at the kitchen table next to her mother and poured herself a glass of orange juice.
"Do you have anything planned today?" Mrs. Granger asked.
"Well," said Hermione looking out the window "It's a beautiful day, I might go down the beach again for a swim,"
"That does sound nice," replied Mrs. Granger.
Mr. Granger came over to the table with the food he'd cooked. Hermione grabbed some pancakes and began eating. They didn't usually have big breakfasts but her dad must have been feeling creative or something, whatever it was Hermione enjoyed it. After breakfast she went and had a shower and got ready for the beach. She put on her favourite dress over her bathers, slipped on her sandals and grabbed a towel. She went back downstairs. Her parents were still at the table.
"Would you like to come down the beach as well?" Hermione asked them.
"Oh no but thank you," said her mother "You know I hate the way the sand sticks to me and gets everywhere,"
"Maybe another day Mione," said her father with a polite smile.
"Okay then well I'm gonna get going then," said Hermione.
"Alright. Don't stay out too late, be back by 5:30pm," her father said.
"I'll probably be sick of the beach by then," Hermione said with a laugh.
With that she left the house and headed down the track to the beach.
There were a few people at the beach mainly small kids and their parents, swimming and building sandcastles. Hermione walked away from them, she wanted some peace and quiet to swim by herself. Finally when she found a place to her liking she took her dress off and ran into the ocean. It was freezing cold but Hermione didn't care, she dived straight under.
Further up the beach Draco Malfoy was taking a walk when he saw the most beautiful girl swimming in the water. He stood in awe. She could've been a mermaid. Her hair, her body, those legs, they were perfect, just perfect. She turned around and Draco gasped. It couldn't be, it just couldn't. He squinted in the sunlight. It was. it was Hermione. He immediately forgot his thoughts and continued to walk, starring directly at the ground.
Hermione continued swimming. She came up for air and noticed someone walking past. It was Malfoy. He was looking at the ground like he'd seen something really interesting there. He didn't seem to notice she was there, which was fine with her. She was happy to avoid another confrontation with Malfoy.
About 20 minutes later she was frozen to the bone and decided it would be best to get out of the water. She went and sat on her towel and looked out at the water. It was inspiring how beautiful it was. She got up dried off and put her dress back on and started walking up the beach.
She knew where she was headed. When she was little her father took her a short way down the coast. There were the most magnificent rock cliffs, with caves in them. They'd spent the whole day exploring them. She'd had a great time. Her parents probably wouldn't be happy if they knew she was going up there alone because it was a dangerous place with all its cliffs and sharp rocks but she didn't care. She'd be careful
It took her at least half an hour to even be able to see them. She'd been worried for a moment that she was lost but she was relieved to see them up ahead. When she reached the bottom of the cliffs she momentarily contemplated going back to get her dad but then she gathered her courage and began to climb.
She couldn't be bothered going all the way back anyway. She quickly came to a stop in a small cave. She wasn't tired so she continued climbing. It was extremely hard and about half way up she was relieved to find a larger cliff she could sit on and rest. Even from that height, the view was amazing, but Hermione wanted to see it all. A few minutes later she gathered her strength and started climbing once again. She stopped once more and then climbed the rest of the way to the top. Once there she collapsed on the ground. She closed her eyes for a moment and then sat up.
The view was breath taking. She could see nearly the whole island here. Hermione sat on top of the cliffs for at least and hour before she even considered climbing down. She stood up and walked to the edge, it was a long way down. She felt nervous, it would be more dangerous going down than coming up she thought. Taking a deep breath she stepped over the edge of the cliff and almost instantly her foot slipped. She gave a scream but someone grabbed her arm and dragged her back up before she fell.
To be continued.
A/N: Are you enjoying this so far? I hope so. Please review so I can know your thoughts. Constructive criticism is welcome, but please don't be too mean!
Chapter 3
Hermione awoke early the next morning to the sound of the waves splashing at the beach. The sun was up and beaming through her window. It was going to be a lovely day. The smell of pancakes, bacon and eggs being cooked lured her out of her room and into the kitchen.
"Morning Sunshine," said Mr. Granger brightly, while flipping eggs.
"Morning Dad," she replied.
She sat down at the kitchen table next to her mother and poured herself a glass of orange juice.
"Do you have anything planned today?" Mrs. Granger asked.
"Well," said Hermione looking out the window "It's a beautiful day, I might go down the beach again for a swim,"
"That does sound nice," replied Mrs. Granger.
Mr. Granger came over to the table with the food he'd cooked. Hermione grabbed some pancakes and began eating. They didn't usually have big breakfasts but her dad must have been feeling creative or something, whatever it was Hermione enjoyed it. After breakfast she went and had a shower and got ready for the beach. She put on her favourite dress over her bathers, slipped on her sandals and grabbed a towel. She went back downstairs. Her parents were still at the table.
"Would you like to come down the beach as well?" Hermione asked them.
"Oh no but thank you," said her mother "You know I hate the way the sand sticks to me and gets everywhere,"
"Maybe another day Mione," said her father with a polite smile.
"Okay then well I'm gonna get going then," said Hermione.
"Alright. Don't stay out too late, be back by 5:30pm," her father said.
"I'll probably be sick of the beach by then," Hermione said with a laugh.
With that she left the house and headed down the track to the beach.
There were a few people at the beach mainly small kids and their parents, swimming and building sandcastles. Hermione walked away from them, she wanted some peace and quiet to swim by herself. Finally when she found a place to her liking she took her dress off and ran into the ocean. It was freezing cold but Hermione didn't care, she dived straight under.
Further up the beach Draco Malfoy was taking a walk when he saw the most beautiful girl swimming in the water. He stood in awe. She could've been a mermaid. Her hair, her body, those legs, they were perfect, just perfect. She turned around and Draco gasped. It couldn't be, it just couldn't. He squinted in the sunlight. It was. it was Hermione. He immediately forgot his thoughts and continued to walk, starring directly at the ground.
Hermione continued swimming. She came up for air and noticed someone walking past. It was Malfoy. He was looking at the ground like he'd seen something really interesting there. He didn't seem to notice she was there, which was fine with her. She was happy to avoid another confrontation with Malfoy.
About 20 minutes later she was frozen to the bone and decided it would be best to get out of the water. She went and sat on her towel and looked out at the water. It was inspiring how beautiful it was. She got up dried off and put her dress back on and started walking up the beach.
She knew where she was headed. When she was little her father took her a short way down the coast. There were the most magnificent rock cliffs, with caves in them. They'd spent the whole day exploring them. She'd had a great time. Her parents probably wouldn't be happy if they knew she was going up there alone because it was a dangerous place with all its cliffs and sharp rocks but she didn't care. She'd be careful
It took her at least half an hour to even be able to see them. She'd been worried for a moment that she was lost but she was relieved to see them up ahead. When she reached the bottom of the cliffs she momentarily contemplated going back to get her dad but then she gathered her courage and began to climb.
She couldn't be bothered going all the way back anyway. She quickly came to a stop in a small cave. She wasn't tired so she continued climbing. It was extremely hard and about half way up she was relieved to find a larger cliff she could sit on and rest. Even from that height, the view was amazing, but Hermione wanted to see it all. A few minutes later she gathered her strength and started climbing once again. She stopped once more and then climbed the rest of the way to the top. Once there she collapsed on the ground. She closed her eyes for a moment and then sat up.
The view was breath taking. She could see nearly the whole island here. Hermione sat on top of the cliffs for at least and hour before she even considered climbing down. She stood up and walked to the edge, it was a long way down. She felt nervous, it would be more dangerous going down than coming up she thought. Taking a deep breath she stepped over the edge of the cliff and almost instantly her foot slipped. She gave a scream but someone grabbed her arm and dragged her back up before she fell.
To be continued.
A/N: Are you enjoying this so far? I hope so. Please review so I can know your thoughts. Constructive criticism is welcome, but please don't be too mean!