Chapter 5: The First Mystery
(A/N): Okay. I said that I had a lot to do so I apologize for all the waiting you guys have had to do. I've been extremely busy with the end of the school year and finals and all that studying junk, so maybe I'll have time to finish writing. Well, I am terribly sorry, again, for the long wait. I hope that these next few chapters make up for that. I will get them in as soon as I can, but I don't know how much time I'll be on the computer over the summer. Don't worry, hopefully I'll be on a lot. I shan't keep you waiting from my excellent Yeah, right! story!)
There's not much going on today.
I'm really bored, it's getting late.
What happened to my Saturday?
Monday's coming, the day I hate.
Hermione woke up from her dream to the song playing in her head. She looked around to see where it was coming from, because it was much louder than before, and her eyes rested on the radio. She got up and walked over to her bag, taking out some clothes she would wear today: blue jean capris and a white blouse with baby blue edges.
Sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone.
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no.
He wouldn't even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He isn't really what I'm looking for.
She turned a knob in the shower and hot water came rushing out. The bathtub slowly filled and she brought the radio in the bathroom. She put a silencing charm next to the door, locked the door, and turned the radio up louder.
This is when I start to bite my nails.
And clean my room when all else fails.
I think it's time for me to bail.
This point of view is getting stale.
Hermione listened to the music and lay back as bubbles streamed around her shoulders. She sighed. She hadn't had such a nice bath since….a while actually. She had always been in a rush and had taken a quick shower. She began to sing along with the radio.
Sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone.
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no.
He wouldn't even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He isn't really what I'm looking for.
She continued to sing when she was done getting dressed and started to dance.
Na na na na na, we've all got choices.
Na na na na, we've all got voices.
Na na na na na, stand up make some noise.
Na na na na, stand up make some noise.
Sit on the bed alone, staring at the phone.
He wasn't what I wanted, what I thought, no.
He wouldn't even open up the door.
He never made me feel like I was special.
He isn't really what I'm looking for.
Na na na na na, we've all got choices.
Na na na na, we've all got voices.
Na na na na na, stand up make some noise.
Na na na na, stand up make some noise.
The door must have come unlocked because one second she was singing at dancing in front of the mirror, the next, Ron was reflected in the mirror looking as if he had just woken up.
Hermione spun around so fast, she fell. The sharp pain in her back was reduced by something, though. She looked up. Ron was bent over; he had caught her. His face was also inches from hers. Her eyes darted around across his face. He looked, at first, as surprised as she felt, but his face changed to wonder.
"S-Sorry." he muttered, turning red and placing her back on her feet.
Hermione let out the breath she didn't realise she was holding in, "You didn't know I was in here. I put a silencing charm on the door. Thanks though, for … you know--"
Ron nodded, "Um…I'd better go. Seamus has probably used up all the hot water, but I came over to see if I could use yours." He turned to leave.
"Na na na na na." Hermione sang quietly.
"What?" said Ron, turning around.
"Nothing." said Hermione, blushing this time, "I was just -- just singing."
"You sounded great, by the way." said Ron, "You know, before I came in and -- yeah." he mumbled.
"I did?" said Hermione. She was definitely blushing more than she ever had now.
"Yeah, actually." said Ron, putting on a confused face, "Which is really abnormal, a voice like that coming from a bookworm." He smiled.
Hermione playfully swatted his arm.
"Oww!" he laughed.
"You, Mr. Weasley, need to learn to keep your mouth shut." she laughed along with him.
"Yeah, I guess so. You'll have to train me to."
He smiled at her. She smiled back up at him.
(A/N: DUN DUN DUN! Shock! Horror! X-Rated SCENE! Jkjk! Lol)
"Hermione, have you seen my toothpaste?" said Ginny. "HEY! What are you doing in here?" She yelled.
"Ginny! Shut up!" Ron hissed, and covered her mouth as she continued talking.
Her eyes looked at Ron, then travelled over to Hermione with her hair up in a towel, then back at Ron, then at Hermione. Her eyes widened and she began to talk muffled again.
"I'll let go, if you promise to shut up!" said Ron.
Ginny nodded, eyes still wide and Ron let go of her mouth.
"You--him--my--?" she didn't make any sense.
"You don't make any sense," Hermione said.
"You--you two--shower--smiling--blushing--"
"What?" Ron said, very confused.
"NO!" cried Hermione, "No, no, no, no, no! You've got it all wrong. Ron came in here after I was done because Seamus was in the other shower. Ginny, you know--"
Ginny eyed her suspiciously, "What do I know, Hermione?"
"What the bloody heck is going on?" cried Ron, looking back and forth between the two.
"I haven't the faintest idea," said Luna. She stood in the doorway behind Ginny looking back and forth between them all. "I just came to say that I would like to brush my teeth before breakfast and then you all can be on your way with your confusion." She walked in with her toothbrush and toothpaste and turned on the faucet and left.
"I think I'll go to breakfast," Hermione said, walking around Ginny.
"Just wait till you get back," Ginny said quietly as she went past, then she rounded on Ron, "YOU! You get out of here this instant! This is our bathroom."
"Fine," mumbled Ron, and he left after Hermione.
Hermione climbed down the stairs that they had gone up and headed toward the managers' desk. Jake sat there, polishing the bell.
"Where is the breakfast area?" she asked.
Jake pointed behind her at the wall. A sign there said Island Café with an arrow pointing toward the door she had seen the night before.
"Thanks." she muttered, and went over to the door.
She opened it to a completely empty room with many tables and chairs, all sea-green. The floor was sea-green and cream tiles. The walls were a landscape of a beach. White sand waved across the bottom, crystal blue waters with waves were on top, and a few palm trees stood out against the sunrise. She turned to the right and saw two long tables full of breakfast food.
She went to the closest one, took a gleaming white plate, and stared down the line. Cereal, bagels and cream cheese, toast, eggs, bacon, sausage, oatmeal, pancakes, and waffles covered the first table. She picked out a blueberry bagel and a pancake. The next table held boiled eggs, danishes, croissants, muffins, pastries, orange and apple juice, punch, coffee, tea, hot chocolate, and ice. From here she took a small danish with icing and filled a Styrofoam cup of coffee. Plastic silver wear was at the end of the table.
She turned around and walked toward a table. She sat down and began to spread cream cheese around her bagel and had barely taken a bite when the door opened. She turned around in her seat to see Harry.
"Hi, Harry." she said.
"Morning." he drowsily replied. His hair was standing up in every direction, and his brilliant green eyes were half-way open. They widened and a smile was placed on his face when he saw the tables. He ran toward them. "Look at all this food!"
Hermione smiled and continued her bagel while Harry picked out almost a portion of everything and came to sit across from Hermione. He set down two plates and began to eat.
"Hungry, are you?" said Hermione, looking up from her coffee.
Harry nodded, his mouth full of oatmeal.
Hermione smiled, shaking her head, and took out her wand that she had tucked into her belt loop. She waved it and a bowl of strawberries and blueberries along with a container of whipped cream zoomed across the room and landed gracefully on the table. She didn't notice Harry peering over his mountainous pile of muffins at her as she drew a face with the whipped cream and decorated the outer edges with the berries. She waved her wand again and a small container of syrup appeared, and she spread a little around the pancake too. Hermione looked up from her 'masterpiece' at Harry, who held a confused look on his face. She turned her plate around and he laughed. "Ish a shmilluh fashe!" He laughed through a mouthful of toast.
"What?" said Ron, walking in through the door.
"It's a smillie face!" exclaimed Harry, pointing at Hermione's pancake.
"Ha!" Ron laughed, then his eyes travelled over to the tables, and he stared.
"Well, don't just stand there." said Harry, "Get something."
Ron rushed over to the tables as Hermione ate her pancake and Harry ate…well…everything that he could reach. Soon Ron joined them.
"And I suppose you're hungry too?" said Hermione, "How long did you guys stay up until?" she asked, then took the last bite of her pancake.
"A little short of three I think…" Harry wondered aloud, "But who cares?"
"You do know that all of that's going to clog up your arteries?" Hermione said a matter-of-factly to Ron, who started eating pancakes loaded with syrup and, chocolate chips, and whipped cream.
Ron looked up, mouthful he said, "A-uh-ies?"
"Yes, Ron. Arteries. They are the things that carry blood throughout your body."
Harry laughed at Ron's confused face.
"Oh, just eat." Hermione said, rolling her eyes.
Harry got up to get another plate and came back, "Look." he said, "they have grapes."
Hermione glanced at Ron who had stopped eating. They both laughed.
"What?" said Harry, "What?"
"It just--" Hermione started laughing again, "Nothing, Harry. Nothing."
"Well it sure doesn't sound like 'nothing'" said yet another person, coming in through the doorway.
Ginny, Luna, Haley, and Madison all came in, still in their pajamas. Madison smiled at her remark, then went with the others toward the two, long tables.
"My lord." said Ginny, "Think they've got enough food?"
"Well, they have to feed floors and floors of people." remarked Haley.
Ginny shrugged and grabbed a plate.
"You know, the weather doesn't look too bad. We could all go for a walk." suggested Hermione.
"Sure," said Ron, who had finished a bite, "just wait until I finish clogging my atries."
"Arteries." corrected Hermione.
"Whatever."
The seven stepped outside and were welcomed by a light breeze, shining sun, and large puffy clouds. Ginny, Haley, Madison, and Luna had changed into clothes before they decided to leave the hotel.
It all looked different in light and clear air. Palm trees swayed above soft white sand that was met by a low, sapphire-blue tide. Hermione looked north, opposite the beach. She could faintly make out a building in the distance. What was a building doing in the middle of an island?
"Why don't we go to the beach?" said Ginny, "You guys better hope you put on bathing suits under your clothes."
Hermione nodded. She had gone up with the other girls when they had changed and had put on her bathing suit.
"Duh." said Ron, "Let's go." and he set off across the beach. Everyone else followed.
For the first few minutes,the trio and Ginny swam in the ocean.
"Ron!" Hermione yelled, as he chased her in the water. "Harry help me!"
Harry just stood by watching and, of course, laughing his head off --to put it mildly--.
Meanwhile, Haley, Madison, and Luna slipped away unnoticed. They had headed up the beach for the hotel for towels they had forgotten, but were gone for quite a while.
"Hey, why don't we-" Hermione started, two hour later, when the three girls ran up to them.
"Hermione, Ginny, Ron, Harry! You've got to see this!" Haley yelled, running to them.
They got out of the water and met them half-way across the beach.
"What? What is it?" asked Harry.
'If it has something," he thought, "to do with Voldemort, I'll--"
"Look what we've found." Luna said.
She held out a parchment envelope that read in curly blood-red writting:
Haley, Madison, Ginny,
Luna, Harry,
Hermione and Ron
She flipped it over to reveal the seal. It was blood-red also, and in the shape of a skull.
(Sorry it took so long for me to get this updated. The site was under construction or something because I couldn't get in. Again, I appoligize for this. And no, this isn't going to be a mix of Harry Potter and Phantom of the Opera. --OR IS IT? Dun Dun Dun! But, you'll have to find out in the next chapter, which will probably be the shortest one yet. I know I said that last time about chapter four, but this time I really mean it. But anywho, keep your eyes peeled for the next chapter!)