Senior Week
Author's Notes: sorry it's taken me so long! God, you all probably thought i'd freakin died or accidentally stepped off the end of the earth or something! Well I'll just get to the next chapter before someone hits me with their walker ;)
Disclaimer: hey, still don't own it, hey.
Chapter Two - Adamos Beach, what?
"This is where we're staying?" Hermione let her luggage slide off her shoulders as she stared in amazement at the huge house that laid before her. If the inside was anything like the outside, it was sure to be a dream home. Draco just shrugged in response, not being one to brag or exploit his family's wealth (well, at least not anymore), and started to walk towards it. "It's beautiful."
And indeed it was. Wide, double french doors sided with sun panels sparkled as the light hit them, welcoming them in. Hermione dragged her suitcase behind her as she stepped into the parlor room where there was a water fountain - an actual, working water fountain.
"Draco, this place is amazing!" Hermione ran up and dipped her finger into the basin of the fountain. She couldn't seem to contain her excitement so Draco just shrugged again.
"It's nothing special. Really," he muttered, readjusting the strap of his bag awkwardly. "Come on, I'll show you guys the rooms." The others, all as awestruck as Hermione apparently, followed noiselessly. "There are four rooms in the west wing and four rooms in the east wing," Draco informed as they reached the top of the staircase. "Who wants what?"
"I'll go to the west wing," Harry offered, finding the weight on his shoulders becoming more and more unbearable.
"Oy, I'll go too then, Harry," Ron added, not wanting to be left behind.
"Lavendar, Ginny, why don't you two go along with Harry and Ron?" Hermione interjected, knowing very well that the boys were absolutely itching to be near them. "Seamus, Parvati, Draco, and I will go the east."
"Alright," Lavendar agreed with a smile, for in truth, she'd wanted to go with Ron anyway. Ginny complied as well. The four picked up their luggage and started off to the left.
"Meet us downstairs in an hour!" Hermione called over her shoulder. Draco, Hermione, Seamus, and Parvati soon arrived at four oak doors.
"Well, just wherever?" Parvati questioned, unsure of where to go.
"Oh for god's sake, just pick a fucking room! This is getting heavy!" Seamus complained, dropping his bags to the floor with a loud thud.
"What have you got in there, anyway?" Hermione asked curiously, imagining a lot of makeup, hair products, and various other hygenic objects in his totes.
"Uhhh... well, you know, the usual. A couple bottles of vodka, 64 cans of beer, some captain morgan, a few-" Seamus was cut off by Hermione's laughter. The remaining three peered at her oddly.
"Come on, Seamus," she said after a few seconds. "What have you got in there really?" Seamus looked at her and blinked a few times before speaking again.
"Oh, you know, the usual. A couple bottles of vodka, 64 cans of beer, some captain morg-" Again, Seamus was stopped short by laughter. "What!"
"Nothing," Hermione replied, shaking her head in amusement. "I'll just take this room," she stated as she turned towards the nearest door. She briefly noticed Draco chose the one next hers before she shut the door behind her.
The room was gorgeous. A large, queen sized bed with a white cotton sheets and oversized, fluffy pillows was placed regally against the far wall. There was an oak dresser and a small makeup desk with a little stool underneath it to her left. Across from her were two clear glass doors that opened up onto a small porch and to her right was another door, this one, she assumed, led to the bathroom.
Hermione threw her suitcase onto the bed with surprising force and plopped down next to it. She stretched for a moment before lazily picking herself up to put her things in order.
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After the eight all met up again, they decided to go explore. The guys were going to check out some broom shop that Draco knew about while the girls decided to just go for a walk to see what they'd find.
"What's this?" The four girls had arrived at a tiny, magenta shop that stood alone on the boardwalk, seemingly outcast from the rest of the stores. A bright pink sign hung above the entrance, which Lavendar took pride in reading to the others.
"Sylvia's Sexxx Shoppe," she proclaimed grandly. "Awe… well that's cute." Hermione stood at the door nervously, fidgeting with her curly brown hair.
"Are we really going to go in there?" she questioned, uneasy about the whole idea.
"Yes, of course!" Lavendar answered, without much sympathy, I might add. "It'll be fun. You'll see." The little bell above the front door rang four times, announcing to the shopkeeper the arrival of her newest customers.
"Come in, come in!" Now, one would imagine the owner of a store called 'Slyvia's Sexxx Shoppe' to be somewhat of a looker, correct? Wrong. Sandy was a short, stout older woman with a crooked smile and dark hair wounded tightly up in a bun on the top of her head. Not wanting to be rude, but clearly taken aback by the appearance of Sylvia, the girls stood awkwardly in her presence.
"Uh, hi?" Ginny was the one who broke the silence first.
"Hello!" boomed Slyvia. "Are you looking for anything in particular? Thongs? Sex toys? Handcuffs, perhaps?" Hermione's jaw hit the floor while the other three girls giggled uncontrollably.
"We're just looking, thanks." Lavendar, obviously accepting the role as team leader, started up an aisle lined with obscene sex toys.
"Take your time, dearies, take your time." Slyvia smiled warmly before returning to her previous post behind the counter. Hermione, wide eyed and shocked, slowly walked up to a shelf lined with tiny bottles. Cautiously, she picked up a thin, red one and read the label. 'Insta-rection. For those days when you're feeling you're not up to speed, pop an insta-rection and see immediate results.' Hermione blinked twice and then set the bottle back in its place wordlessly.
"What are you looking at?" Hermione, who felt oddly guilty for some reason, jumped clear out of her skin.
"Oh, god, Parvati! You scared me!" Hermione put a hand over her pounding heart.
"Yeah, yeah, talk is cheap- now what are you looking at?" Parvati replied impatiently. Hermione felt heat rise to her cheeks as she sheepishly pointed to the red bottle. Parvati quickly scanned the label and then burst out laughing. "Lav! Ginny! Come quick! Look at these!"
The four girls spent almost half an hour going through all the bottles. There were 'Happy pills' that guaranteed to get you giddy, 'Mood Swingers' that changed how you were feeling continuously every 12.7 minutes, 'Sheer Virgin' to make every time feel like your first, and 'Tipsy Tabs' that allowed you to feel drunk without the consumption of any type of alcohol, among many others.
"Oh my," Lavendar stated mischievously as she picked up short, wide, blue glass bottle. "Wouldn't it be fun if we slipped a few of these to the boys?" She flashed the label at the other girls before turning it around to find the price.
"Oh, Lavendar! You wouldn't!" Hermione gasped, mostly trying to convince herself. Lavendar smiled wickedly, for in her hands was a bottle of 24 Libido Risers- guaranteed to make you horny as a nun at Chippendale's in under 30 seconds.
"Come on, Mione," Parvati scolded. "Have some fun once in while. You're such a stiff!"
"I am not!" Hermione puffed indignantly, crossing her hands in front of her chest angrily.
"Yes you are," Parvati retorted as she set down a bottle of sex wax.
"Am not!" Hermione shouted, moving her hands now to her hips.
"Hermione, what's the smallest country in the world?" Parvati asked innocently.
"The Vatican," Hermione answered without a second thought. Parvati looked at her accusingly. "Everybody knows that!" Hermione exclaimed, throwing her hands up in the air.
"Alright, then what's the fourth smallest country in the world?"
"Tuvalu: a group of islands located in the Pacific Ocean between Hawaii and Australia with a population of around 11,300." The three girls looked at her in silence.
"Yes. You are." Parvati repeated simply. Hermione opened her mouth to say something but, upon replaying the little conversation in her head, dropped her arms limp to her side. After a couple seconds, she sighed loudly.
"Fuck." Lavendar wrapped an arm around her in a friendly gesture.
"Hey, don't be so hard on yourself, 'Moine! We'll fix you up in a jiff!" Just then, Sexxxy Slyvia herself arrived at their side.
"So, how's the search going, dearhearts?"
"We'll take this," Lavendar stated flatly, showing off the tiny blue bottle in her hand.
"Oh my… you girls will be having some sort of week!" Slyvia giggled.
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well that's it for now! Just imagine what's in store! But don't think too hard! It may just take me another year to get out the next chapter :P haha jk
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