I heard laughter behind up, I snapped up my head. Ron and I twisted around
to see who was there. Unfortunately, our heads banged together and I got a
pounding headache. Fred was standing behind us, a few feet away, and was
laughing so hard that he was practically crying. Ginny came out of the
house to see what was funny, and stopped when she came next to Fred. She
gave him a questioning expression, and he just laughed louder. He began to
point at me and Ron, and our faces lit up. Ron was as red at his hair, and
I think I turned pink. Ginny rolled her eyes and trotted beck inside.
I glared at Fred and followed Ginny. I turned into the second bedroom and pulled the door closed. Ginny, no doubt, was sitting on her bed, legs crossed and her eyebrows raised, waiting for an explanation. "I..." I began, but stopped because she raised her hand.
"I think I already know." she looked amused. Then abruptly stood up and walked to the small desk squeezed between our beds. She sat down and picked up a quill that had already been dipped in ink.
I grabbed my bathing suet and changed in the bathroom. Inspecting myself closely, I slipped into flip-flops and took my hair down. It tumbled down past my shoulders and the curls made my face look different. I guess it just was shaped for curls.
I left the bathroom and ran smack into George. He stopped, eyebrows raised, then whistled when he saw me in my swimming suet. I smacked him lightly on the arm and blushed.
~~~***~~~***~~~ I splashed in the waves making it spray every ware. Being in the water was wonderful. Smooth, moist, cold, and playful. I could spend hours playing in the stuff. I laughed and giggled until it hurt. I slowed down and sat on a nearby rock. I yawned and thought I'd better get back inside soon.
My feet were slowly making circles in the sand, making it ripple, or smooth again. I grinned and closed my eyes. The rock that I sat on was warm. I laid down backwards on the rock and was asleep instantly.
"Hermione?"
"Hermione?!"
"HERMIONE!"
An angry voice woke me up. I sat up and squinted. Ron was standing, with no shirt on. He was in a swimsuit. I raised my eyebrows and he blushed.
"What..." I cleared my throat, "What did you wake me up for" I leaned forward and shook the sand from my hair, and rubbed my eyes. I looked up and Ron was trying not to stare. I sat up straight again and pulled up the top of my swimsuit higher, glaring. He blushed even further and mumbled something, looking at his toes. "What?" I asked.
He sighed and said "You looked like you were getting a little sunburned. He blushed again and looked up. His blue eyes were fixed on my face. I blushed a little and looked at my arms, they were pink.
Ron sat next to me and smiled. I smiled back, and looked at my toes, they were all crinkly.
I looked out across the shallow water. The rock wasn't that far away. I decided I wanted to go there. "Wanna go to the rock?" I asked pointing. I didn't wait for an answer and started towards the rock. The ocean seemed to deeper than I expected. I finally reached it and was forced to tread water. I heard quiet sloshing behind me and turned; Ron had followed me and was swimming skillfully. He was faster than me, which I was always hesitant to get in water deeper than my head.
I looked for a place to climb up, but it was all smooth stone. I was sinking lower and lower clutching air franticly. I slowly slid down. My feet were kicking franticly, and I banged my knee on something hard. I gasped and slid under water.
I couldn't see anything. But I felt.........Ron. The water was swirling around me with bubbles blocking my view.
Powerful arms pulled me up and all the way on top of the rock. I gasped and wheezed for air. I tried to sit up, but was pushed back down. I opened my eyes; Ron was about 2 inches from my face. I did the only thing expected of me. I screamed bloody murder. He reared back and clamped a hand over my mouth, silencing me. I stopped and caught my breath. I sat up and turned away. The rock was larger than I thought. It stretched out as long as...well; I think it would be 10 feet. It had shrubs and brush too, which means this thing was practically an island. "Why didn't you tell me that you couldn't swim?!" Ron asked angrily. I shrugged and said, "Believe me, I didn't know either." I looked at my hair, it was a mess. It had shells, sand, and was ratty because of the saltwater. I scowled. "If you're angry because of your hair, then Hermione, I think you've finally turned into a girl." He joked.
~~~***~~~***~~~ A/N: sorry I didn't do an authors note last chapter. I'd like it if you could review, cuz it gives me feedback. And I desperately need it. And thanks to Vels for all the reviews she's given me. So, thanks. REVIEW REVIEW REVEIWWW!!!!!!!!!! And stay tuned for the next chapter. (
I glared at Fred and followed Ginny. I turned into the second bedroom and pulled the door closed. Ginny, no doubt, was sitting on her bed, legs crossed and her eyebrows raised, waiting for an explanation. "I..." I began, but stopped because she raised her hand.
"I think I already know." she looked amused. Then abruptly stood up and walked to the small desk squeezed between our beds. She sat down and picked up a quill that had already been dipped in ink.
I grabbed my bathing suet and changed in the bathroom. Inspecting myself closely, I slipped into flip-flops and took my hair down. It tumbled down past my shoulders and the curls made my face look different. I guess it just was shaped for curls.
I left the bathroom and ran smack into George. He stopped, eyebrows raised, then whistled when he saw me in my swimming suet. I smacked him lightly on the arm and blushed.
~~~***~~~***~~~ I splashed in the waves making it spray every ware. Being in the water was wonderful. Smooth, moist, cold, and playful. I could spend hours playing in the stuff. I laughed and giggled until it hurt. I slowed down and sat on a nearby rock. I yawned and thought I'd better get back inside soon.
My feet were slowly making circles in the sand, making it ripple, or smooth again. I grinned and closed my eyes. The rock that I sat on was warm. I laid down backwards on the rock and was asleep instantly.
"Hermione?"
"Hermione?!"
"HERMIONE!"
An angry voice woke me up. I sat up and squinted. Ron was standing, with no shirt on. He was in a swimsuit. I raised my eyebrows and he blushed.
"What..." I cleared my throat, "What did you wake me up for" I leaned forward and shook the sand from my hair, and rubbed my eyes. I looked up and Ron was trying not to stare. I sat up straight again and pulled up the top of my swimsuit higher, glaring. He blushed even further and mumbled something, looking at his toes. "What?" I asked.
He sighed and said "You looked like you were getting a little sunburned. He blushed again and looked up. His blue eyes were fixed on my face. I blushed a little and looked at my arms, they were pink.
Ron sat next to me and smiled. I smiled back, and looked at my toes, they were all crinkly.
I looked out across the shallow water. The rock wasn't that far away. I decided I wanted to go there. "Wanna go to the rock?" I asked pointing. I didn't wait for an answer and started towards the rock. The ocean seemed to deeper than I expected. I finally reached it and was forced to tread water. I heard quiet sloshing behind me and turned; Ron had followed me and was swimming skillfully. He was faster than me, which I was always hesitant to get in water deeper than my head.
I looked for a place to climb up, but it was all smooth stone. I was sinking lower and lower clutching air franticly. I slowly slid down. My feet were kicking franticly, and I banged my knee on something hard. I gasped and slid under water.
I couldn't see anything. But I felt.........Ron. The water was swirling around me with bubbles blocking my view.
Powerful arms pulled me up and all the way on top of the rock. I gasped and wheezed for air. I tried to sit up, but was pushed back down. I opened my eyes; Ron was about 2 inches from my face. I did the only thing expected of me. I screamed bloody murder. He reared back and clamped a hand over my mouth, silencing me. I stopped and caught my breath. I sat up and turned away. The rock was larger than I thought. It stretched out as long as...well; I think it would be 10 feet. It had shrubs and brush too, which means this thing was practically an island. "Why didn't you tell me that you couldn't swim?!" Ron asked angrily. I shrugged and said, "Believe me, I didn't know either." I looked at my hair, it was a mess. It had shells, sand, and was ratty because of the saltwater. I scowled. "If you're angry because of your hair, then Hermione, I think you've finally turned into a girl." He joked.
~~~***~~~***~~~ A/N: sorry I didn't do an authors note last chapter. I'd like it if you could review, cuz it gives me feedback. And I desperately need it. And thanks to Vels for all the reviews she's given me. So, thanks. REVIEW REVIEW REVEIWWW!!!!!!!!!! And stay tuned for the next chapter. (