Summer Sunshine

Harry's POV

I stare at the invitation that's in my hand. The invitation is for a cruise on a luxury yacht going to a wizard's island. It was from Charlotte. I saved her when the war was at hand. She is in her twenties probably.

On the invitation, it said that I could bring two or three of my friends. I brought Ron and Hermione with me. Now we're being brought by a limousine to get to the port. The limo arrived after we had had lunch.

Normal POV

They finally arrived at the port. It was nearly sunset when they arrived there. They stared at the white luxury yacht. The yacht seemed to be four times larger then The Burrow. Hermione and Ron continued to stare at it with awe. " Harry let's go" Ron said excitedly. "You'll go ahead" Harry replied. Wondering where Charlotte was, Harry asked the driver of the limousine:

"Would you be able to tell me where Charlotte is, please?" His question was answered when someone hugged him from the back.

"Missed me, Harry?" then he faced the woman. She was wearing a simple white dress and a hat.

"Your friends are already in the ship. What are you still doing here? Your things are in your room already. I'm glad you came. I was afraid that my guests and I would cruise without you." She smiled

"Thanks. I still think this is too much. Anyone else would have done the same thing."

"What? I think this is not enough. I owe you my life. We should be going now Harry"

"I think this is enough."

"Oh, hush. We'll discuss this later. I think you should meet my friends. I think they are very excited to finally see you. I think we should be going."

"I can't wait to see your friends." he said while they make their way on to the yacht.

"Oh, I think you know them", she said. This bothered him. He suddenly felt that something big was about to happen. "They also attend Hogwarts". When he got on deck, he noticed Ron and Hermione had suddenly stopped. Then he finally noticed exactly what had made them stop. A boy, the same age as their own with blond hair and captivating grey eyes that held shock in them, exactly the same as Ron and Hermione's. Beside him are Blaise Zambini and Pansy Parkinson.

"Potter? Charlotte what are they doing here?", Draco said with disgust.

"Draco dear, Harry saved me from peril. You should be thankful to the one who saved your most beautiful and sexy best friend." She grinned devilishly.

"He's the one who saved you? So that's why you wouldn't tell me who your mysterious hero was, because you know I hate him".

"Now, now Draco let's just enjoy this trip" , she smiled and tried to make the blonde calm down. Then she turned to Harry and said " I will show you your rooms personally".

Charlotte led them to their rooms. The yacht was huge and spacious. Hermione and Ron were sharing a suite. Harry is led to another suite room. She promised that she would give them a tour around the yacht after dinner.

"You should rest my hero. We'll start cruising in a few minutes. Here is your key", she gave Harry the metallic object.

He entered the room. The room is a shade of pale blue. There is a glass slide door that is opposite of the door of the room. It leads to a balcony that shows a beautiful view of the sea. His bed has a bed sheet of crimson. His belongings rest beside the bed. He decided to lie down on the bed. Hmm, water bed.

Draco's POV

Charlotte invited me here to her yacht. I love being on her yacht. It's been a long time since we cruised together. Charlotte is one of my best friends since we were younger.

Her father is a friend of my father's. I don't know how they ended up being friends because for one, Charlotte's father is a good man. When her father died she grieved deeply for her loss. Our last cruise was when I was only ten and she was fifteen. She's like my big sister.

Charlotte asked me here to have fun. She also invited Pansy and Blaise.I know what she's doing. She is trying to keep my mind off the memories of the war. I turned to the Light. It was during the war my mother died. Charlotte left the safety of her home in the US just to care me.

Before we met she had an encounter with a death eater. Someone saved her. She wouldn't tell me who he was. She arranged this cruise to surprise me as to who this hero of hers is. She said I would be really surprised about this.

She was wrong. I wasn't surprised, I was shocked when I met Granger and Weasley on deck. One of the Golden trio saved her. It's either Ron or Harry. I noticed that they are as shocked as I am.

"Granger? Weasley?"

"Malfoy?"

Then that's not the end. If Weasley and Granger are here that means that….

"Potter? Charlotte what are they doing here?" don't tell me. Then she told me the worst thing in the world. That's why she wouldn't tell me who her hero was. She knows I hate him. I always write to her how I hate him. That mischievous woman.

Normal POV

The yacht is now moving. Draco sat on the sofa. He looked in interest at the glass of red wine in his hand. He looked at the glass slide door at the opposite of the door. He could see his own reflection. It's already dark outside.

He can't help to let the tears run from his eyes. With the power of bad timing there is a soft knock from the door. "Draco are you there?", Charlottes voice. She continues to knock.

The blonde can't control himself and sobbed with his tears. He lost hold of the glass in his hand and it fell with a crash, then he covered his face with his hands and rested his elbows on his knees.

Upon hearing the crash of the glass, Charlotte decides to enter the room, which is surprisingly not locked.

She approached her friend and sat beside him. The chair is big enough for two. She gathered the crying boy. Draco rested his head to her neck. She could feel the smaller boy shaking. She started to stroke his fair hair.

"Sshhh, Draco" but all she had done was make Draco cry more. He hiccupped with tears like a child. Her neck was now wet with the salty liquid. Then she felt her eyes run with tears too.

"Dray, I know the feeling. If o-only I could make you feel better…",then she felt that the boy stopped crying. She checked on him. He was already sleeping.

Charlotte pulls out her wand from her charmed pocket. She muttered some spell over Draco and he started to float to his purple velvety bed. She approached the bed and checked the rise and fall of Draco's breathing.

He looks like a child. She fixed one of the silver haired boy's strands. Be strong Draco I know you will make it through this.