The next morning, Draco woke up to an empty room. Hermione's bed was
empty, and a mess. Half the drawers were left open, and the night-dress
was screwed up in a ball in the corner.
"What the hell happened here?" he asked, regarding the room. It looked like a hurricane hit it.
When he finally made it downstairs, he nearly had a heart attack in the kitchen doorway. Hermione was leaning up against the counter, wearing really short denim shorts and an apple green bikini. She was chewing one of her plaits, and glaring at the toaster. "come on, you stupid thing." She said.
"Did you turn it on?" Malfoy asked.
"Yes, actually, I did." Hermione said, glaring at Malfoy.
"Least you've learnt something." Malfoy grinned as he got a bowl and a box of cereal and sat at the table. He started eating the cereal dry.
"Aren't you gonna put milk on that?" Hermione asked.
"No." Malfoy said, still eating.
"Why?"
"Don't want any." Hermione rolled her eyes and grinned when the bread popped out of the toaster.
"Finally." Hermione sat down with the dry toast in front of her.
"Arent you gonna put butter on that?" Malfoy asked.
"No."
"And you think I'm strange."
"No, I know you're strange." Hermione replied. He stuck his tongue out at her.
"So what's with the bikini?" He asked.
"Duh. Pool."
"I'm not an idiot."
"My mistake." Hermione brushed the crumbs off her hands and went outside. It was hot and the sun beat down on the pavement. She undid her shorts and stepped out of them, then executed a neat little dive into the deep end of the pool. Malfoy wandered out, still carrying the bowl of cereal.
"Nice bikini." He said.
"Thank you." Hermione said primly. She swam to the edge of the pool and pulled herself up, so her arms were crossed on the edge of the pool, and her chin rested on them.
"You're welcome."
"Morning you two." Marina came into the kitchen. She was wearing cotton shorts and a big t-shirt.
"Morning Aunt Marina!" Hermione called.
"Enough with the perkiness or I will make you sleep outside." Marina grumbled. "Sorry." Hermione grinned at Malfoy, who looked shocked at her daring. Then she turned and duck-dived back into the water, kicking water at Malfoy as she went.
"Granger!" He yelled in protest.
"Yes?" she asked innocently.
"You little.that is it!" Draco pulled off his t-shirt and dove into the water behind her. He caught up to her easily. Marina watched in amusement as Hermione shrieked and splashed water at Draco who had her around the waist. Suddenly he grasped her shoulders and pushed her under. She didn't come up, and Marina watched in amusement as Draco's face went from triumphant to concerned. He dove down after her and a few moments surfaced with Hermione limp in his arms. He treaded water for a moment, looking at her, then looked up at Marina. He looked back at Hermione in time to get a face full of water as she shot a fountain of water into his face. She took advantage of his surprise and swam away to the side. She levered herself out of the water, the water sparkling on her brown skin like diamonds. She lay down on one of the deck chairs, put on her sunglasses and picked up a book like nothing had happened.
Inside, Marina laughed as Malfoy just floated there and looked outraged at Hermione. Then he shook his head and hauled himself out the pool, grabbed a towel and headed towards the house, tipping over Hermione's deck chair in the process. She tumbled to the floor, but was up and running faster than Malfoy could image. She shoved him hard, and he fell into the pool, the towel sinking as it got soaked. Draco grabbed her hand as he fell, and she fell with him, still wearing her sunglasses, which fell off when she went under, and sank with the towel. When the two of them surfaced, spluttering and splashing, Hermione slapped him. She tried to do it again, but Draco grabbed her wrists and kissed her. The two of them floated that way for a minute, while Marina turned away, pouring herself another cup of coffee, looking pleased with herself. When Marina turned back, they were still at it. Then Hermione pulled away, swam to the edge, pulled herself out and ran inside, without even bothering with a towel. The bedroom door slammed upstairs.
~~Hermione~~ What the hell was I thinking? I mean, sure, he's very hot, but so what? He's also a backstabbing pain in the ass Slytherin. The word Slytherin should be enough to put me off, but no. I go and kiss him. And what's more, I enjoyed it. Damn my stupid hormones, although messing with his mind is great fun.
~~Malfoy~~ What is with that girl? She kisses me then goes and has a hissy fit. Girls. And trying to mess with my mind. Honestly, I've been doing that too long for it to work on me. But she did mess with my hormones - that bikini. Shit, she's hot. I wonder if Potty and Weasel know what's under those robes. I don't think I even want to know how much they know. Bad images.
"What the hell happened here?" he asked, regarding the room. It looked like a hurricane hit it.
When he finally made it downstairs, he nearly had a heart attack in the kitchen doorway. Hermione was leaning up against the counter, wearing really short denim shorts and an apple green bikini. She was chewing one of her plaits, and glaring at the toaster. "come on, you stupid thing." She said.
"Did you turn it on?" Malfoy asked.
"Yes, actually, I did." Hermione said, glaring at Malfoy.
"Least you've learnt something." Malfoy grinned as he got a bowl and a box of cereal and sat at the table. He started eating the cereal dry.
"Aren't you gonna put milk on that?" Hermione asked.
"No." Malfoy said, still eating.
"Why?"
"Don't want any." Hermione rolled her eyes and grinned when the bread popped out of the toaster.
"Finally." Hermione sat down with the dry toast in front of her.
"Arent you gonna put butter on that?" Malfoy asked.
"No."
"And you think I'm strange."
"No, I know you're strange." Hermione replied. He stuck his tongue out at her.
"So what's with the bikini?" He asked.
"Duh. Pool."
"I'm not an idiot."
"My mistake." Hermione brushed the crumbs off her hands and went outside. It was hot and the sun beat down on the pavement. She undid her shorts and stepped out of them, then executed a neat little dive into the deep end of the pool. Malfoy wandered out, still carrying the bowl of cereal.
"Nice bikini." He said.
"Thank you." Hermione said primly. She swam to the edge of the pool and pulled herself up, so her arms were crossed on the edge of the pool, and her chin rested on them.
"You're welcome."
"Morning you two." Marina came into the kitchen. She was wearing cotton shorts and a big t-shirt.
"Morning Aunt Marina!" Hermione called.
"Enough with the perkiness or I will make you sleep outside." Marina grumbled. "Sorry." Hermione grinned at Malfoy, who looked shocked at her daring. Then she turned and duck-dived back into the water, kicking water at Malfoy as she went.
"Granger!" He yelled in protest.
"Yes?" she asked innocently.
"You little.that is it!" Draco pulled off his t-shirt and dove into the water behind her. He caught up to her easily. Marina watched in amusement as Hermione shrieked and splashed water at Draco who had her around the waist. Suddenly he grasped her shoulders and pushed her under. She didn't come up, and Marina watched in amusement as Draco's face went from triumphant to concerned. He dove down after her and a few moments surfaced with Hermione limp in his arms. He treaded water for a moment, looking at her, then looked up at Marina. He looked back at Hermione in time to get a face full of water as she shot a fountain of water into his face. She took advantage of his surprise and swam away to the side. She levered herself out of the water, the water sparkling on her brown skin like diamonds. She lay down on one of the deck chairs, put on her sunglasses and picked up a book like nothing had happened.
Inside, Marina laughed as Malfoy just floated there and looked outraged at Hermione. Then he shook his head and hauled himself out the pool, grabbed a towel and headed towards the house, tipping over Hermione's deck chair in the process. She tumbled to the floor, but was up and running faster than Malfoy could image. She shoved him hard, and he fell into the pool, the towel sinking as it got soaked. Draco grabbed her hand as he fell, and she fell with him, still wearing her sunglasses, which fell off when she went under, and sank with the towel. When the two of them surfaced, spluttering and splashing, Hermione slapped him. She tried to do it again, but Draco grabbed her wrists and kissed her. The two of them floated that way for a minute, while Marina turned away, pouring herself another cup of coffee, looking pleased with herself. When Marina turned back, they were still at it. Then Hermione pulled away, swam to the edge, pulled herself out and ran inside, without even bothering with a towel. The bedroom door slammed upstairs.
~~Hermione~~ What the hell was I thinking? I mean, sure, he's very hot, but so what? He's also a backstabbing pain in the ass Slytherin. The word Slytherin should be enough to put me off, but no. I go and kiss him. And what's more, I enjoyed it. Damn my stupid hormones, although messing with his mind is great fun.
~~Malfoy~~ What is with that girl? She kisses me then goes and has a hissy fit. Girls. And trying to mess with my mind. Honestly, I've been doing that too long for it to work on me. But she did mess with my hormones - that bikini. Shit, she's hot. I wonder if Potty and Weasel know what's under those robes. I don't think I even want to know how much they know. Bad images.