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Cruisin'
Chapter 2: Cruisin': Day One (Part 1)
She carefully went up the stairs going up to the ship. It was a little slippery because of the sea water that's splashed towards it. She reached the hallway which was dimly lit. She walked and saw a guard at the end.
"Can I ask you where room 213 is?" Hermione asked the guard.
"Just turn right and turn left after two corners." The guard said making hand gestures.
"Thank, you Sir…" Hermione thanked the guard and the guard just nodded. She followed the directions of the guard, she turned right and walked past many rooms and saw a hallway in the left she walked again and saw another. She walked on until she saw a sign saying "Rooms 211-220 THIS WAY".
"This is it," she muttered under her breath. She looked for her room and when she found it, she fitted her key inside the lock. What she saw after was the most magnificent thing. It was a room overlooking the ocean. She loved the ocean; she always loved the ocean even since she was a child.
It was only nine in the morning; the cruise would not leave until ten. She went around her room. There was a bed in one corner with two tall lamps on either side of it. There was also a toilet and a Jacuzzi, a refrigerator full of goodies and a big closet. She started to put all her clothes in the closet and got a magazine from the rack. Then, a picture caught her attention, it was an old article about Harry putting a Death Eater to Azkaban.
The very perfect moment seemed to fade away as she found herself crying again. Tears soaked her face and her mascara left a trace of black on her cheeks. She was not a beautiful site.
Then, there was shouting outside her door. A voice that was somewhat familiar to her ears. She quickly washed her face and went outside to see what was happening. A person with blonde hair was shouting at the guard she asked for directions earlier.
The face of the blond-haired boy was familiar. She studied his face and remembered, it was, Draco Malfoy. He had changed a lot since their seventh year; he already developed some muscles to his formerly skinny figure.
Good thing he doesn't recognize me…, Hermione thought. Hermione already had shaggy and straight hair with bangs that gently framed her face, her bushy hair was long gone.
"What's the commotion here?" Hermione finally said.
"It's just that….you're in my room. My room number is two hundred and thirteen", he said to her.
"I think we should speak to the captain about this." The guard said. "Follow me, you two." Draco and Hermione followed him and as they are walking Draco turned to Hermione, and said, "Granger?"
"Yep!" she said.
"So…how's the famous relationship with Potty boy?" he asked but she did not answer. She just kept silent but deep within her, she wanted to cry. Tears were struggling to get out of her chocolate brown eyes and her nose was starting to become red. She also started walking faster so he wouldn't notice that she was about to cry.
There was silence between them.
They reached the captain's headquarters and the captain who was known as Captain Rogers talked to them.
"Room 211 is free; one of you can stay there. I'm so sorry for the inconvenience; I hope you will have fun in this ten-day cruise." He said, after doing some things on the computer.
"You stay in Room 211 and I stay in Room 213. Such bad luck for me. I have to stay in a room next to you." Hermione said.
"Shut your mouth, Granger. I know I'm too hot for you to resist." Malfoy said and smirked. Hermione glared at her and started to walk fast towards her room.
"Nice ass you have there, Granger." Malfoy said to her. Hermione went red on the cheeks, so she stopped and turned to him, saying, "Mind your own business, Malfoy, not my ass!"
She quickly went to her room and locked it. She then, went to the full-length mirror and stood sideways. She examined her butt, and remembered how Draco Malfoy commented on it. Just when she realized what she was doing, she scolded herself. She lay down on her bed and got a book, entitled, "Can you keep a Secret" by Sophie Kinsella. She read and read, she found the story quite amusing. Then, she heard a knock on her door. She jumped up, but felt a little dizzy because of her sudden movement, and when her dizziness came to an end, she walked towards the door and opened it.
"Malfoy! What are you doing here?" Hermione glared at him.
"Just wanted to stop by, you're the only one I know here. I'm bored, you're the only one I can talk to, the rest of the people here are senior citizens." Malfoy explained.
"Why don't you talk to them?" Hermione asked.
"They're no fun, I can't tease them and you are fun to tease…so…can we talk?" Malfoy said with his famous smirk.
"Oh yeah? Then I'm not talking to you. You just want to tease me, what's the use of talking?" Hermione said flatly.
"Please, Hermione…" Draco said, making sad faces.
"Oh, don't tell me Draco is asking a mudblood to talk with him", Hermione said, mocking a baby's voice.
"Stop it!" Draco demanded.
"Okay, okay" Hermione said, giving up.
Draco sat on the hallway, opposite of Hermione while Hermione rested her back on the door of her room. Draco still has his famous smirk on and Hermione just looked at her toes. She glanced at Malfoy sitting opposite of her but looked down again, after a split-second.
"Aren't you gonna say something?" Hermione asked after the long silence. "I thought you wanted to talk. How come you are not talking?"
"I like your ass, Granger." Draco said and smirked again.
"Stop that! Stop saying things about my ass, say something sensible enough." She said.
"Oh, all right. Ummm….let me think." Draco said, then suddenly said. "Oh! How's your relationship with Potty going? You haven't answered that yet." He said.
What am I gonna say, Am I going to tell a lie or am I going to say the truth, anyway, we won't meet anymore after this trip, he said to herself. She took a long breath and said, "We're done"
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