Warning: Now thoroughly desperate, the coffee has been incorporated! We've
run out of alcohol.
Hello everyone and sorry for taking so long. Its just. . . . . . .. . . . . .we're rather depressed at the moment. Not as many reviews as we would have liked, and well, we were re-institutionalized last week. Except to the bad places. Starz n Moonz is back at High School and Evil Story Penguins has started Uni. We're very depressed at the moment. And btw. The reason why we wanted soo many reviews was because, YOU GUYS ARE CATCHING UP!!!! We've only started writing chapter 8, probly a whole two pages soo far too. Sooo. Hopefully we'll finish up soon and you'll get to read it.
But now, because we didn't get as many reviews, (yes Harry Pothead, I now you tried to review numerous times) we're going to make you wait for what is says on harry's nice little butt.!!!!! Bwahhahahahhahahahhahahahahahahahhaha
Thankyou to everyone that reviewed!!!!
Chapter 6: The Englishman
Through our travels through Ibiza we do believe we have forgotten many a character. We have focused on Harry and Draco's first night and day together. But we're guessing that you may now be wondering such thoughts as: Where's Blaise, the hyper-horny Slytherin?
Here is his story.
**********
Upon arrival at Hotel 69, Blaise had been given his key and had made his way up to level 3. Upon entering the room, he was deeply disgusted with what he found. Nope, this room was NOT going to be used. He dumped his bags by the door and immediately changed into some board shorts.
"Camping out by the pool sounds good!" The Slytherin verbally made his arrangements and left the room. It was not entirely sure whether he would return or not.
Now lazing back in a deck chair pulled up along side the pool (near the shallow end with the stairs to get out were located), he proceeded to access the situation. Taking in the whole scene, he noticed that near the other end of the line of deck chairs sat a lone, black, witch's hat planted on the corner. It reminded him of McGonagall, which instantly made him shrink back. Keeping that image at bay out of his mind, he kept looking around.
*Whole lot of nice lookin' chicks, couple of guys too. What to do, what to do! Who to DO!?!? Hhhhhmmmmmmmmmm. Eenie meanie miney mo. . . .* he proceeded to pick someone to chase at random.
This hour's subject turned out to be a blonde girl in a black bikini. *Not too bad for a warm up* Blaise commented on the quiet, as he looked her up and down. Taking up his empty glass, he made his way over to the little hut under a coconut tree and to where she was standing.
"Hello there," he made sure to really make his accent noticeable. For some reason he always found that when in another country, chicks loved the accent. "What's your name?"
"Sandra. What's yours cutie?" She said coyly, playing with a ringlet of her blonde hair.
"One Englishman getting really hot and bothered over you!" He tried the Malfoy smirk, but failed dismally.
"Really!" She giggled. "Perhaps a dip in the swimming pool will cool you off."
"How bout you join me? Maybe we can fix the situation together?" he put his arm around her waist.
'Sandra' gave a high pitched giggle. "Okay!"
Blaise led her over to the pool and she tried to seem sexy as she walked down the stairs until she could swim out. Blaise stood on the edge as he waited for her to be out a bit. "You coming cutie?" she called out to him.
"Soon. Very soon." He stood near the edge of the deeper end before diving in. He resurfaced behind her and wrapped his arms around her. She squealed as if she was caught by surprise. Turning around in his arms she splashed water in his face, and of course he retaliated. A short water fight erupted but soon turned to different game of "Lets see who can hold their breath longest." Surprisingly, this game was not played underwater.
Soon enough they were making a whole lot more noise, as Blaise had maneuvered her into one of the walls. The bottom half of 'Sandra's' bikini's were floating away along with Blaise's boardies. A lot of moaning and groaning on Blaise's part, and screaming on 'Sandra's part, later, Blaise held true to his prior statement.
After ten minutes of profuse panting, 'Sandra' finally asked again: "My God!!! What is your name?"
"The Englishman." Blaise made another attempt at a Malfoy smirk. (Authors shakes heads.)
**************
Word soon spread throughout Ibiza of "The Englishman". Many of the Hogwarts students had assumed this to be Professor Snape, disgusting the thought might be. But the good Potions Master was otherwise engaged with a young red head, that looked way too much like Lily Evans (no he never recognised her as Potter. Lily Snape maybe ((A/N: You wish Sevie Poo!)), but never Potter!) than he cared to admit.
Strangely enough, however, he'd seen quite a lot of the werewolf hanging around. He was getting a little worried that Lupin might be working the same girl. If So, Snape was going to be going OFF! No holds barred. BESERK!
**************
Remus on the other hand had taken a liking to a lovely red head too. But the potions master and pain in the arse, extraordinaire had inhibited any move he may have been able to make on her. It almost seemed like Severus was following him.
"Eugh!!!" Remus shook himself from the bad thoughts.
**************
The red head in question, an Anna Johnson, had seen both men across the room, and was already making her own plans.
**************
Back at Hotel 69, Hermione had taken to reading the menu, just for something to read. She planned on setting herself a quiz later on. Ron, who happened to share the same room, had gotten his chess set out and was playing himself. The only question was: Who will win? He was very puzzled on this one. It could go either way! It took only one mistake on his behalf, and then he'd win! Complete concentration was required. And he wasn't giving up without a fight.
**************
In the room next door, behind a rather powerful silencing charm and numerous repellant wards, was Dean and Seamus. They weren't alone however. They had half the female population of Ibiza in their room, and they were pretty happy about that (despite the fact that they're gay, and rather 'involved' with each other). One could almost call their scenario a very OPEN bi-sexual relationship. Incredibly open. As in hurry, hurry, step right up and jump in if you feel like it.
They were VERY happy for the time being.
**************
As Lav and Pav were both from wizarding families, it was surprising to learn that they knew much about the island. Deciding to make lists and such for shopping they also decided that they would go SHOPPING tomosrrow, they proceeded to do make overs on each other, and planned ones on other class mates. Their favourite test subject was Hermione. They could only dream!!!
Don't worry we'll come back to them later!
**************
Dumbledore had become quite the visual eyesore. He'd exchanged the flowing robes for a bright, blinding yellow boardies and a blue Hawaii shirt. He still had the long beard and hair flowing around him, but to top the outfit off, he had a sombrero hat. Only one metre in diameter.
He didn't look conspicuous at all!!
**************
The biggest curiosity of the trip so far, however, was the sudden disappearance of Professor Minerva McGonagall. Upon arrival at Hotel 69, she had alleged to be going to the bathroom. However she was never seen since.
Although Blaise thought he saw her hat. . . .
******************************************************************** And there we have another chapter, dear readers. More Harry n Draco next chappie, and just what was that last tattoo????
REVIEW little readers. You will be rewarded with tasty treats!!!!!
Hello everyone and sorry for taking so long. Its just. . . . . . .. . . . . .we're rather depressed at the moment. Not as many reviews as we would have liked, and well, we were re-institutionalized last week. Except to the bad places. Starz n Moonz is back at High School and Evil Story Penguins has started Uni. We're very depressed at the moment. And btw. The reason why we wanted soo many reviews was because, YOU GUYS ARE CATCHING UP!!!! We've only started writing chapter 8, probly a whole two pages soo far too. Sooo. Hopefully we'll finish up soon and you'll get to read it.
But now, because we didn't get as many reviews, (yes Harry Pothead, I now you tried to review numerous times) we're going to make you wait for what is says on harry's nice little butt.!!!!! Bwahhahahahhahahahhahahahahahahahhaha
Thankyou to everyone that reviewed!!!!
Chapter 6: The Englishman
Through our travels through Ibiza we do believe we have forgotten many a character. We have focused on Harry and Draco's first night and day together. But we're guessing that you may now be wondering such thoughts as: Where's Blaise, the hyper-horny Slytherin?
Here is his story.
**********
Upon arrival at Hotel 69, Blaise had been given his key and had made his way up to level 3. Upon entering the room, he was deeply disgusted with what he found. Nope, this room was NOT going to be used. He dumped his bags by the door and immediately changed into some board shorts.
"Camping out by the pool sounds good!" The Slytherin verbally made his arrangements and left the room. It was not entirely sure whether he would return or not.
Now lazing back in a deck chair pulled up along side the pool (near the shallow end with the stairs to get out were located), he proceeded to access the situation. Taking in the whole scene, he noticed that near the other end of the line of deck chairs sat a lone, black, witch's hat planted on the corner. It reminded him of McGonagall, which instantly made him shrink back. Keeping that image at bay out of his mind, he kept looking around.
*Whole lot of nice lookin' chicks, couple of guys too. What to do, what to do! Who to DO!?!? Hhhhhmmmmmmmmmm. Eenie meanie miney mo. . . .* he proceeded to pick someone to chase at random.
This hour's subject turned out to be a blonde girl in a black bikini. *Not too bad for a warm up* Blaise commented on the quiet, as he looked her up and down. Taking up his empty glass, he made his way over to the little hut under a coconut tree and to where she was standing.
"Hello there," he made sure to really make his accent noticeable. For some reason he always found that when in another country, chicks loved the accent. "What's your name?"
"Sandra. What's yours cutie?" She said coyly, playing with a ringlet of her blonde hair.
"One Englishman getting really hot and bothered over you!" He tried the Malfoy smirk, but failed dismally.
"Really!" She giggled. "Perhaps a dip in the swimming pool will cool you off."
"How bout you join me? Maybe we can fix the situation together?" he put his arm around her waist.
'Sandra' gave a high pitched giggle. "Okay!"
Blaise led her over to the pool and she tried to seem sexy as she walked down the stairs until she could swim out. Blaise stood on the edge as he waited for her to be out a bit. "You coming cutie?" she called out to him.
"Soon. Very soon." He stood near the edge of the deeper end before diving in. He resurfaced behind her and wrapped his arms around her. She squealed as if she was caught by surprise. Turning around in his arms she splashed water in his face, and of course he retaliated. A short water fight erupted but soon turned to different game of "Lets see who can hold their breath longest." Surprisingly, this game was not played underwater.
Soon enough they were making a whole lot more noise, as Blaise had maneuvered her into one of the walls. The bottom half of 'Sandra's' bikini's were floating away along with Blaise's boardies. A lot of moaning and groaning on Blaise's part, and screaming on 'Sandra's part, later, Blaise held true to his prior statement.
After ten minutes of profuse panting, 'Sandra' finally asked again: "My God!!! What is your name?"
"The Englishman." Blaise made another attempt at a Malfoy smirk. (Authors shakes heads.)
**************
Word soon spread throughout Ibiza of "The Englishman". Many of the Hogwarts students had assumed this to be Professor Snape, disgusting the thought might be. But the good Potions Master was otherwise engaged with a young red head, that looked way too much like Lily Evans (no he never recognised her as Potter. Lily Snape maybe ((A/N: You wish Sevie Poo!)), but never Potter!) than he cared to admit.
Strangely enough, however, he'd seen quite a lot of the werewolf hanging around. He was getting a little worried that Lupin might be working the same girl. If So, Snape was going to be going OFF! No holds barred. BESERK!
**************
Remus on the other hand had taken a liking to a lovely red head too. But the potions master and pain in the arse, extraordinaire had inhibited any move he may have been able to make on her. It almost seemed like Severus was following him.
"Eugh!!!" Remus shook himself from the bad thoughts.
**************
The red head in question, an Anna Johnson, had seen both men across the room, and was already making her own plans.
**************
Back at Hotel 69, Hermione had taken to reading the menu, just for something to read. She planned on setting herself a quiz later on. Ron, who happened to share the same room, had gotten his chess set out and was playing himself. The only question was: Who will win? He was very puzzled on this one. It could go either way! It took only one mistake on his behalf, and then he'd win! Complete concentration was required. And he wasn't giving up without a fight.
**************
In the room next door, behind a rather powerful silencing charm and numerous repellant wards, was Dean and Seamus. They weren't alone however. They had half the female population of Ibiza in their room, and they were pretty happy about that (despite the fact that they're gay, and rather 'involved' with each other). One could almost call their scenario a very OPEN bi-sexual relationship. Incredibly open. As in hurry, hurry, step right up and jump in if you feel like it.
They were VERY happy for the time being.
**************
As Lav and Pav were both from wizarding families, it was surprising to learn that they knew much about the island. Deciding to make lists and such for shopping they also decided that they would go SHOPPING tomosrrow, they proceeded to do make overs on each other, and planned ones on other class mates. Their favourite test subject was Hermione. They could only dream!!!
Don't worry we'll come back to them later!
**************
Dumbledore had become quite the visual eyesore. He'd exchanged the flowing robes for a bright, blinding yellow boardies and a blue Hawaii shirt. He still had the long beard and hair flowing around him, but to top the outfit off, he had a sombrero hat. Only one metre in diameter.
He didn't look conspicuous at all!!
**************
The biggest curiosity of the trip so far, however, was the sudden disappearance of Professor Minerva McGonagall. Upon arrival at Hotel 69, she had alleged to be going to the bathroom. However she was never seen since.
Although Blaise thought he saw her hat. . . .
******************************************************************** And there we have another chapter, dear readers. More Harry n Draco next chappie, and just what was that last tattoo????
REVIEW little readers. You will be rewarded with tasty treats!!!!!