Divas Las Vegas
Chapter Six
"SLYVESTER?" I shrieked.
Sylver looked around embarrassed at the fact that I had just screamed his name out in the middle of a mall.
"Who?" Ginny asked pointedly.
"My cousin, Sylver." I said.
"Hey," Sylver said, looking around at Ginny, Juliana and James. I noticed his gaze lingered on Juliana a little longer.
I flung my arms around Sylver giving him a hug.
"Where's Maril?" I asked, looking around for my other cousin.
"She's back in Africa; I'm here on a graduation trip with friends."
I was happy to se my cousin, but couldn't help feeling more than a little disappointed that it wasn't the other platinum blonde boy I knew. Of course how was I supposed to know it was Sylver? My cousins change their appearance faster than a Jennifer Lopez changes her husband.
I could see Juliana was impressed by Sylver's baggy black T shirt and ripped jeans. Before long she was asking him about his eyebrow piercing.
Ginny pulled me aside.
"It's working." She said with glee.
"What is working?" I asked.
"My plan!" She answered.
"This was part of the plan!" I exclaimed, but quietly because it wouldn't do to have anyone else know about the plan.
"Well…no, but still, James got jealous when you hugged him you know." She nodded vigorously.
"Yes, but I hugged him after I told everyone he was my cousin." I pointed out.
"You know guys…" Ginny brushed me off to go engage in conversation with Sylver.
"Our coffee is getting cold." James told me quietly.
"Yeah, let's go drink it, we'll leave these three." I said, shocked at how calm I sounded.
"Okay," James led the way to our table. I stirred my ice caramel macchiato with a straw waiting for him to say something.
"I think my sister likes him." He said. He didn't sound mad or protective. He just said it.
"Yeah, I think so too." I replied, looking at Juliana brush a nonexistent fleck off Sylver's shoulder. Ginny kept turning around and shooting me looks. I smiled and turned back to James, who seemed to be concentrating on keeping is eyes on his coffee.
Juliana and Ginny joined us.
"Sylver had to go. His friends were going somewhere else." Ginny informed us.
"Do you think we could meet up with him again?" Juliana asked.
"Sure," I said. I was silent for a few seconds after because I was experiencing brain freeze. That ice macchiato was freezing!
James and I had finished our coffees, but Ginny and Juliana were showing no signs of drinking up any quicker. They had practically most of their drinks left, so James suggested that he and I take a walk around the mall. Ginny winked at me.
We walked around the whole mall. It was friendly conversation, mostly about shops we were passing, or fellow shoppers walking around. He seemed like a really nice guy.
James looked at the chunky, black, manly watch on his wrist.
"I think Julie and Ginny would have finished by now, let's go back" He said.
When we were approaching Starbucks, Ginny ran out and waved at me hysterically, she also gestured to me to come quickly.
"Ohmygod, Hermione…." Ginny was saying.
"What? Is something wrong with Julie?" James interrupted. She wasn't in sight.
"No, she's in the bathroom." Ginny said, James let out a sigh of relief.
"Then what's wrong?" I asked.
"When I came out of the Girl's toilets I saw someone who looked a lot like Draco come out of the Guy's bathroom."
I gasped.
"Who's Draco?" James asked, puzzled, "And what kind of name is that? Draco?" He scoffed.
"Are you sure?" I asked.
Ginny nodded.
"Where is he then?" I looked frantically around the café, the nearby shops and the escalators, but no sign of Draco, or a Draco look alike for that matter.
"Did he look the same?" I asked, turning back to Ginny.
"His face is a little longer, and hollowed, but you can't mistake that it's him. His hair is also much longer, shaggier, but the same color."
I sighed…Draco…he was here?
All in all, it was a little too much. Two sightings of a could-be Draco. One was confirmed as my cousin, but the other…who knows?
"It's too late to look around now." Ginny said.
Juliana joined us, "I'm tied." Was what she said.
"Yeah, let's head back to the hotel." James said.
We grabbed our full shopping bags and headed to the parking lot where the hotel limousine was waiting for us.
As I lay on the soft 100 cotton sheets on the hotel bed, I couldn't stop thinking about Draco. Was it really him? I mean, I know he's in Las Vegas and all, but what if they moved after the sighting appeared in the Daily Prophet? There had to be some Ministry of Magic people around Las Vegas to, looking for the Malfoys. What if they were found? I knew nothing would happen to Draco, but his father would be arrested and Draco and his mother would be all alone. That's where I come in! I could get married to Draco and we'd have lots of children and live together happily. I nearly slapped myself for thinking such a thing.
Draco left me.
He told me why, but still, he left me!
He obviously didn't want me that much. What had he said again? Something about his family coming first. Then I thought about it, if I was in a situation where I had to save my father from a lifetime sentence in Azkaban and the only way to save him was to leave the love of my life, would I do it?
Yes and No.
It fully depended on what my father did and if he deserved to be in Azkaban. (And I think Mr. Malfoy should have been locked up years ago…) but then again…he is my father so I would probably leave. After all I did have the chance of seeing the love of my life again, but what were the chances of seeing anyone who had been put in Azkaban for life? So maybe Draco just thought he'd have another chance of seeing me and we'd get back together again after all this Malfoy business had been forgotten.
Or maybe he can't even remember who I am.
I prefer to think he's still waiting for me; it's the only way I'm going to be able to sleep at night…
Okay, I know…short chapter. I'm sorry. But I've forgotten all my ideas for this story, since I haven't written in so long, so I'll need time to think about some interesting twists and stuff. Till next time!
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