Sorry I haven't been writing for a while...'s a long story....lol....
Chapter 6: Liliokalani says Mahalo
Harry looked around the sandy seashore. The water was a clear sapphire blue one only sees in muggle travel magazines, and the sand was a pure ivory color from the sun. Laughter could be heard from all sides, and he heard slow Hawaiian music playing in the background. Harry also observed tanned surfers in the distance, and three young children being taught the hula. A bar was also nearby, surrounded with tall, thin tiki torches. Voldie made a beeline for the bar, and ordered an exotic drink that came with a decorative paper umbrella. Harry was all alone, but not for long.
Someone tugged on Harry's shirttail. "Mahalo!" Said one of the three small children. It was a little girl, who looked about seven years old. She was extremely tanned, and a bit chubby.
"Uh...what?" Harry said, extremely perplexed.
"Mahalo!" The child replied impatiently. "Welcome to Hawaii, mister. Wanna learn the hula? My name's Liliokalani and near the palm trees are my brother Kamehameha and my sister Kalena."
Kamehame what?? "Er..Lili..Lilioka..um...can I call you Lili? My name is Harr..I can't give away my identity! I mean, um...uh...Har...um..Harvard." Whew.
"Sure, Mr. Harvard," giggled Lili. She grabbed Harry's hand with a force surprising for her young age. Lili dragged Harry to the nearest palm tree, and ordered him to wave his arms around. She did the same, and moved her body in time to the slow song playing in her pink portable Barbie CD player.
"Good job, Mr. Harvard, sir! You're almost as good as my sister Kalena."
"Uh, Lili, how old is Kalena?" Harry asked, looking at a tiny child that seemed to be Kalena.
"Oh, Mr. Harv, she's almost three years old!"
Lili looked over at him, did the once-over, giggled profusely, and blushed. Harry groaned audibly. He would give anything just to have a murderous Voldie chase him to his early death, or a rabid, furious Snapie bite him, to avoid the acute embarrassment of hula-dancing with an amorous seven-year-old with an unpronounceable name.
Be careful what you wish for, Harry, he scolded himself. Harry looked over to the tiki torch bar not ten feet away. Voldie was completely conked out, there was no doubt about it. His drink lay finished, and the decorative umbrella was cracked in a million pieces. Snapie was...wait, where was Snape-the-chipmunk?