Hermione awoke peacefully the next morning. Her eyes fluttered open and for the first time in about two weeks they didn't snap open from Gisele bursting into her room or them in some weird position. She rolled over and realized that she had never gotten out of her clothes. Her shirt was wrinkled and her hair smelled like cigarettes.
'At least I have on my bathing suit,' she thought and stood up. She pulled her shirt over her head and took off her jeans. Hermione pulled her hair back up into a messy bun and slipped on a cover up. She ran down the stairs, where Gisele was sitting on the couch, watching tv and eating cereal.
"Hey 'Mione, there is cereal and breakfast snacks in the kitchen," she called out never even taking her eyes from the television. Hermione grabbed a pop tart and went to join Gisele on the couch. They were watching some show on MTV until the doorbell rang. Hermione darted off the couch and ran to the door. It was Monroe.
"Hey Monroe," Hermione smiled as she pulled open the door.
"Hey, well, I believe this is one of you girls purses. It was left at the bar last night," he said handing it to Hermione. It was Gisele's handbag.
"Oh, thank you so much. It's Gisele's. Would you like to come in?" Hermione asked pulling the door open wider.
"No, that's alright. I have a date to get to. Maybe I'll see you girls later. Bye!" He called out and returned to his car. Hermione waved goodbye and locked the door back.
"Gisele, you forgot you purse at the club last night!" Hermione laughed and threw it onto the couch. Gisele caught it and giggled.
"Oh yeah," she smiled. Gisele snapped it open and looked inside making sure everything was there. It seemed like everything was accounted for, but there was a white envelope inside. Gisele pulled it out. It read Hermione in very nice cursive on the front. Gisele tossed it to Hermione. "It's for you."
Hermione stared confused at it for a second. She didn't recognize the handwriting. She opened it and took out the letter. It read:
Dear Hermione,
It was lovely to see you. Once again, you took my breathe away with the mere sight of you. I'm sorry we didn't get to spend more time with each other last night, but I think we should. I am alone at my place. If you ever need anything or if Gisele starts getting on your nerves, stop on by.
Gaston
P.S. That is the second and last time you have ditched me.
Hermione was shocked at his letter and didn't even consider taking up his offer. She crumbled it up and tossed it to the trashcan. "That was from Gaston. He wants me to go over to his place."
Gisele shuddered thinking of it. "Are you?"
"GISELE! Of course I'm not going to!" Hermione playfully hit Gisele's arm and plopped down on the couch. "Come on, we are losing daylight."
Hermione pulled Gisele up and the two went outside to tan.
Four hours after being in the sun, the two decided they were hungry. Hermione made them sandwiches and lemonade.
"I think it would be best not to tell Ron about seeing Gaston here," Gisele advised sitting down at the table.
"Oh come on, Ron trusts me. He wouldn't care that……," Hermione stopped and realized what she was saying. Ron trusts Hermione, but this would still draw out a very long fight. "I think your right."
"There is supposed to be a bonfire down on the beach late tonight. Do you want to go?" Gisele asked. Hermione nodded.
"Sure," the two finished up lunch and went back outside to tan for another few hours.