A/N: Here it is! The first chapter of the sequel to Hear You Me. I was going to wait longer to put it up, but then I figured what the hell? This first chapter is kind of like an introduction, so I promise it will get more interesting. But never the less, I hope you enjoy it! Reviews would be very appreciated. Thank you so much. And oh yeah, if you haven't noticed I changed my name, so I hope that didn't confuse anyone.
My Summer In Italy
Chapter One: A Welcome Surprise
Long, luxurious red hair sprawled across a white pillow. A fair, thin arm hung over the side of an elegant four-poster bed. Full lips let air in and out of them. Sunlight was pouring in from an enormous bay window. The light played with the red head's hair, all shades of brilliant auburn reflected. Pictures filled the lush room, all containing the red head. Ones of her and a handsome dark haired, blue-eyed man were the majority. Smiles were on the face of the girl in each one. All were real. The girl stirred and turned over on her other side. Her hands brushed up against a hard, bare chest. Strong, muscled arms circled around the girl's tiny waist. A faint smile played on the red head's lips as she left behind the dream world for sleepy consciousness. A smooth hand came up to stroke her cheek, and the girl's smile widened.
"Good morning beautiful." said a deep morning voice.
"Good morning yourself." the red headed girl replied groggily.
Full, pouty lips kissed the girl on the forehead. Long brown hair fell over his oceanic eyes. Those sleepy blue eyes admired the girl lying next to him. He leaned in and kissed her irresistibly soft lips.
"I love you Ginny Lisee." The handsome man said with a warm smile.
"And I love you Elliot Lisee." she replied back, looking into his eyes.
Ginny wrapped her arms around Elliot's neck and breathed in his scent of soap. Elliot closed his eyes and breathed in Ginny's fragrant shampoo. It smelled of roses, the petals newly bloomed. Ginny pulled away a moment later, giving Elliot a kiss on the cheek. She looked into his pools of ice blue, and got up from bed, a sheet draped around her naked body. She walked through her extravagant house, and into the kitchen. An enormous window gave a view of the village of Hogsmeade below. The kitchen was painted a rich brown, with exquisite marble covering the counter tops. Yet it still looked cozy and lived in, despite how grand and expensive it was. That same thing applied to the rest of her house. It was enormous, sitting on the hilltop above Hogsmeade. It had six bedrooms, and five and half baths. All were decorated beautifully, with ornate touches everywhere. Ginny had done it all herself. It was one of the things she was most proud of.
Ginny started to make a pot of coffee, inhaling its aromatic scent. She was now feeling awake and energized. Around twenty minutes later, the coffee was ready. Although she could have had it ready in a few seconds with magic, she liked to do things the muggle way at her home. Ginny went digging around in some of her cabinets, and found a pan. She began to mix various ingredients, until she had produced a thick batter. She poured the batter on the now hot pan in round circle. In minutes the scent of pancakes filled the air. Sure enough, Elliot came stumbling into the kitchen.
"That smells delicious." He said, giving Ginny a kiss on the cheek.
"Leave it up to you to appear when you smell food." Ginny said jokingly.
Elliot flashed her an impish grin, and picked up the Daily Prophet. This is the way most of their mornings were spent. They took turns making breakfast; one would read the newspaper, while the other cooked. They would look up at each other lovingly, and smile. Once they sat down to eat, they would enjoy wonderful conversation, sometimes deep and meaningful, sometimes light and trivial. Elliot was amazing. He made her laugh, smile, and cry with happiness. She was so happy now. Ginny finished the pancakes and set them on plates. Elliot rose from his seat and set the table, conjuring a centerpiece of flowers. Ginny smiled widely, while Elliot pulled out her chair. She was still amazed at what a gentleman he was. They both sat down to eat a delicious breakfast. Elliot reached across the table and took Ginny's hands.
"Can you believe we've been married six months today? It feels as if I've known you for all my life." Elliot said, beaming.
"December 3rd. That was the best day of my life." Ginny said with a smile.
Elliot grinned and spoke again.
"And I think, in honor of these amazing past six months, and the two and half years before that, it's time to take a little trip." Elliot said with a mischievous smile.
"Trip? What do you mean?"
Elliot pulled out two plane tickets from behind his back. Ginny took them in her hand and screamed.
"Italy? We're going to Italy? Oh Elliot, thank you so much! I've always wanted to go there!" Ginny exclaimed excitedly.
"But wait. We're flying on a plane?" Ginny asked incredulously.
"Yep. Another adventure. I've never been on a plane. Sounds interesting."
"I had to fly on one once. It wasn't my favorite experience."
"Come on Gin. It will be fun, part of the experience"
"Elliot, you know I hate being called Gin."
"Sorry. I always forget. Please Ginny Lisee my wonderful wife?" Elliot asked, making an adorable puppy dogface.
"Oh alright." Ginny said in a playful exaggerated voice.
"Thanks babe." Elliot said, while giving her hand a kiss.
"So when do we leave?" Ginny asked enthusiastically.
"Tomorrow. We stay for a month."
Ginny was speechless, so she did the first thing that came to mind. She leapt out of her chair and jumped onto Elliot's lap, smothering him with kisses. The kisses became soft and slow, and Elliot lifted Ginny up and carried her into their bedroom. He gently placed her on the bed, and then shut the door.
Ginny lay in bed that night, unable to fall asleep. She couldn't believe the amazing surprise Elliot had given her. Italy. Ginny was still having trouble comprehending that she was really going. He had told her that they were going to be going to Tuscany. They would be staying in a town called Lucca. Elliot had told her that it was an amazing, but sometimes overlooked town in Tuscany. He had rented out a suite in the small, but elegant Palazzo Alexander hotel. It was around an hour from Florence and around twenty minutes to the coast. Ginny had trouble keeping a smile from her face as she imagined all the amazing times they were going to spend together.
But much to her dismay, another face popped into her mind a moment later. One that had messy black hair and bright green eyes. She had not spoken a word to Harry Potter since the day he had left to go to Italy. To Italy. Oh no. Not now. I can't start thinking of Harry now. Ginny hadn't really thought of Harry in a very long time. It had been six years since the last time she had seen him. He had never come back to England after he left for Italy. Except for once.
It had been a year after he had gone. Hermione and Ron were getting married, and during the ceremony Ginny had looked back to see him sitting in the rear pews. Hermione and Ron's wedding had been gorgeous. It had taken place in a Muggle church. Flowers had been strewn everywhere. It had been all white, satin, and lace. Hermione looked gorgeous. Ginny remembered crying as she walked down the aisle slowly, with her father on her arm. Ron hadn't been able to stop crying during the whole ceremony, Ginny remembered with a chuckle. After the ceremony, Harry had walked up to Ron and Hermione and talked to them for while. Ginny had been much too scared to go and talk to him. After that, he left. Harry hadn't even stayed for the reception, just disappeared again. Ginny hadn't seen him since.
Five and a half years ago Ginny had met Elliot Lisee. She had been sitting and staring off into the distance at the top of a hill. In fact, it was the very hill their house stood on today. Elliot had come up behind her, so quiet she hadn't even heard. He sat down beside her and asked her what was wrong. Ginny had gazed at the beautiful stranger and something inside her broke. She started to cry, and she hadn't stopped for hours. All the while, Elliot had listened, never getting up to leave or look away from Ginny's sad face. After that, they had become inseparable. It had started out as a friendship. Soon they were best friends. One night they were back on their hill, sitting and gazing at the sky. Somehow that night, Ginny felt something different. When Elliot had leaned in and kissed her, she knew what was different. How she felt about Elliot was different. She had fallen in love with him without even knowing it. They had been together ever since.
Ginny smiled as she thought of this. Her and Elliot's relationship had been perfect. Of course they had their arguments, but nothing to rip them apart. Many thought their relationship was picture perfect, impossibly so. Ginny knew she was lucky. She had found love again, despite earlier heartbreak in her life. She never thought that would happen, but it did. A serene looked became etched on Ginny's face as she finally rolled over and went to sleep.
The next morning Ginny awoke refreshed and ready to start a new adventure. Elliot was already up, making coffee and reading the Daily Prophet. Ginny smiled as she walked into the kitchen. A plate of bacon and eggs sat in the chair opposite to Elliot. Ginny sat down, and leaned across the table to give Eliot a kiss. When the pulled away, both were grinning widely. They ate silently for a few minutes, and then Elliot spoke.
"We're leaving today. Are you excited?"
"Of course I am! We're going to have an amazing time."
"I know. The flight leaves in three hours. We need to be on time, unless we want to walk to Italy." Elliot said with a smile.
Ginny scrunched up her tiny nose and replied.
"No, I say we make the flight. Walking all the way to Italy doesn't sound too appealing."
"Exactly. Let's get packed."
They both stood up and walked back into their bedroom. They began to pack, although it was a little difficult, seeing as they couldn't help flirting playfully the whole time. By the end, clothes were strewn everywhere, the aftermath of a serious clothing fight. Ginny and Elliot lay on the ground, arms wrapped around each other.
"We need to clean up." Elliot said with a mischievous grin.
In the next second all the clothes lying on the floor zoomed neatly into their suitcases.
"Well that was easy." Ginny remarked.
They lay on the floor a while longer, until Ginny looked at the clock. They were going to be late. She jumped up quickly, and then pulled Elliot up. Ginny began to frantically get their stuff together. Elliot snatched the Portkey they had set, and held onto it. Ginny grabbed on while holding onto their stuff. Ten seconds later, Ginny felt a tugging at her navel and they had disappeared.
Moments later, they appeared in an empty bathroom inside the airport. Ginny and Elliot gathered their things and stepped out of the bathroom. Thankfully, no one was around the area, or they would have seen two conspicuous looking people stepping out of an out of order bathroom. Ginny and Elliot frantically searched for their gate. It had been years since Ginny had been on a plane and Elliot had never ridden one in his life. Finally they stumbled across someone who was going to be on their flight. She was a pretty brunette with enormous gray eyes. She had the perfect little figure, and Ginny felt herself get jealous as Elliot chatted amicably with her. They all decided in the end to stick together, a decision that did not exactly please Ginny.
Around thirty minutes later, they arrived at their gate. The last people were boarding and Ginny, Elliot, and the brunette whose name was Mia, all rushed onto the plane. Some twenty minutes later, the plane began to move. Soon they were rushing upward, climbing higher into the sky. Ginny gazed out the window at the world below. She would only be gone for a month, but somehow she felt as if she was leaving it forever.
A/N: There you have it! The first chapter! I hope you liked it. This story is going to be quite different from Hear You Me, or at least some of it is. It will still have its angsty times, and it's dramatic times. I hope I can incorporate some funny things into it too. I have high hopes for it, and I hope it is received well. Read and Review. Thanks.