A/N: Well, after many, many, many requests for me to hurry up and post this chapter, I finally decided to get off my lazy arse and do it. Smiles. It's not that long, but it's the first chap I've written in AGES and I'm slowly making the transition…
ENJOY!
Disclaimer: Honestly, did anyone here actually think I owned Harry Potter? If so, I pity you.
Harry sat moodily in the back of his uncle's company car. He was NOT having a good day. The sweltering heat alone would be enough to ruin any perfectly good day, but being stuck in the back of his uncles car with his enormous cousin Dudley certainly made everything ten times worse, and having his aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon shooting him venomous glares in through the mirror definitely didn't make poor Harry's mood any better.
Ron and Hermione were Apparating to the hotel. They hadn't wanted to leave Harry by himself with his "family" but they hadn't really had a choice. Uncle Vernon had insisted that Harry come in the car to avoid any "awkward questions," but there simply wasn't enough room in the car for six people plus luggage, and the Dursley's had point blank refused to have their car magically expanded.
As they turned into the parking lot of the Marion hotel, Harry felt his heart lift a little. At least the excruciating car ride was over and he's be seeing Ron and Hermione again soon.
Just as Harry was about to open the car door and climb out, another car pulled in to the park beside them. It was a convertible; sleek, black and very expensive looking. A tall, well groomed middle aged man sat in the driver's seat, and an expensively dressed woman with bright blonde hair sat in the passenger's seat. In the back of the car, Harry could see the back of a blonde head.
Aunt Petunia craned her neck from her seat in the car, and let out a gasp as she saw the couple in the front of the convertible.
'Oh Lord, Vernon, look! It's the Ellaway's!'
Harry felt his stomach lurch. Natalie Ellaway had been one of his primary torturers in Primary school. She was incredibly rich, incredibly beautiful, incredibly smart, incredibly popular and incredibly nasty.
Harry watched as his cousin Dudley gave a kind of excited lurch before climbing out of the car.
'Natalie! Natalie! Remember me? It's Dudley!'
The blonde in the back of the car turned her head and took in the sight of Dudley. The look of disdain was obvious on her face, but her tone was polite.
'Dudley Dursley. How nice to see you again.'
With a sigh, Harry opened the car door and climbed out. Carefully ignoring Natalie's gaze, Harry walked determinedly towards the door. He could feel his uncle's furious glare boring into the back of his skull, but he didn't care. What he needed right now was to find his friends, not make small talk with bullying drama queens.
He entered the lobby and quickly spotted Ron and Hermione lazing on one of the lounges. They waved to him, and Harry quickly hurried over to meet them.
'Hey mate,' greeted Ron with a grin, 'Is this place tops or what?'
Harry rolled his eyes, but secretly agreed. He thought the hotel was incredibly posh, and he'd only seen the lobby.
'It's alright, yeah.'
'I've got our checked us in, and got our room keys,' said Hermione briskly, 'You too will be staying together, but I'll be sharing a room with someone called…' she glanced down at a piece of paper she was holding, 'Natalie Ellaway. Know her, Harry?'
Harry groaned and sat down on the lounge.
'We're in for an interesting weekend…'
A/N: So, what did you think? Reviews are greatly appreciated!