Summer of Love

Lily Evans and her best friend Athena Asimokopoulos head for a vacation in Athena's homeland—Greece. Lily expects a great summer, filled with lazy days on the beach, checking out hot Greek men and eating bizarre Greek food. However, the best part of the entire trip would be NO JAMES POTTER!

James Potter, however, is stunned when he is told he has to go to Greece for his cousins' engagement party. He doesn't want to go at all, but with some persuasion from his mother and Sirius Black, they're off.

Lily is outraged when she sees her worst enemy, James Potter in Greece! She thought she could get rid of him! James, meanwhile, is thanking himself repeatedly for deciding to come to Greece after all.

James is desperate to make Lily fall in love with him before the summer is over, but the question is—can he?

Chapter 3—Meeting Eileen

Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, do you think I'd be writing this? (Didn't think so). I only own Athena Asimokopoulos, her grandparents, Eileen, Stella and other characters you may not recognize.

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"Why? Why? Why?" James moaned hitting himself on the head with his mother's Witch Weekly. "Why?"

"Why what?" Sirius asked, looking around at the airport. "This is a funny looking place here—look at all these people—hello, who are you?" He was looking hungrily at a tall blonde-haired woman with an extremely short skirt and a low cut shirt that showed a lot of cleavage.

James glared at his best friend. "Why did I even agree to come here?"

"I don't know why you're complaining," Sirius said, his dark blue eyes still on the blonde, "you were right. The girls here are hot."

"Sirius! Will you pay attention to me?" James demanded.

"I am!"

"No you're not! What did I just say?"

"You said," Sirius tore his eyes away from the blonde. "You're asking why you're here."

"Okay, so you were listening—but, I don't know why I even agreed. I must have been mad."

Sirius looked at James in amusement. "Didn't your mother force you to come here?"

"Yes—but, that's not the point!"

"James!" Aimee Potter cried, rushing over to them. "James! Have you seen my Witch Weekly?"

"Err..." James looked down at the crumpled magazine which he had been hitting himself with for the past five minutes.

"No!" He hid it behind him.

"I must have left it back on that Muggle contraption that makes you fly." Aimee said to herself. "And I wasn't even done with it yet!"

Seeing a trash can, James disecretly threw it out.

Aimee sighed. "Oh well. Guess I'll just have to guess what happened between Michael Randolph and Betty Davis."

James, hoping to get the topic off the magazine said quickly, "When's Eileen and Aunt Stella going to get here?"

"Stella said that they would be arriving very soon." Aimee said nervously, her eyes darting about at the busy airport. "I don't like this place—and I didn't like it when we were flying. It didn't seem safe."

Aimee turned to the two boys. "James, Sirius—go sit down on those seats," She ordered, "I'll just wait right here for Stella."

Just when Sirius and James collapsed in the hard black seats, there was a shriek of, "STELLA!"

James and Sirius turned their heads so fast that their necks cracked.

"Ouch!" Sirius cried, slapping a hand against his neck.

James paid no attention, and looked to see his mother hug a slim woman with long brown hair and brown eyes.

"Looks like we got to get up Padfoot."

"Aww, now?" Sirius groaned, still rubbing his neck. "There's cute girl sitting over their," he pointed to a slim brunette sitting five chairs down, "and she wants me."

"Easy, Romeo. Easy." James pulled his friend up and the two walked over to Aimee and Stella.

"Stella," Aimee said, her cheeks flushed, "you remember my son, James. This is his friend, Sirius Black."

Stella smiled and gave James a huge hug. "You've gotten so much older!" She squealed, giving James a long look. "Last time I saw him—he was nine years old and scrawny!"

"Nice to see you again Aunt Stella." James muttered, his cheeks going bright red as Sirius laughed.

Stella gave James an approving look. "He's gotten handsome, I'll say that—the spitting image of Justin."

Sirius sniggered.

Stella, noticing that, looked up to see Sirius. Her smile quickly turned to a thin line.

"This is Sirius Black, right?" She asked Aimee. James noticed how cold her voice had gotten.

"Yes, Stella." Aimee said, going over to Sirius and putting her hands on his shoulders.

"Augusta and Regulus Black Senior's oldest son, am I correct?" Stella said coldly to Sirius.

"Yes."

Stella sniffed.

"He's in Gryffindor, Aunt Stella." James piped up. He always had to remind people that Sirius was not in Slytherin—but in Gryffindor.

"Really?" The coldness leaked out of Stella's voice and her voice was now filled with affection. "Well, that's good."

Sirius flashed James a 'thank you!' look.

"Now, if you'll just follow me to the car," Stella went on. "We'll be on our way."

James and Sirius looked at each other in confusion. A car?

"So, this is James!" Cried a young woman with long brown hair, matching eyes and a suntan.

"Yes."

"I'm Eileen." She said, giving James a small hug. "I don't believe we ever met before."

"You're right," James muttered.

Aimee, frowning, put her hand on his shoulder and dug her nails slightly in his skin.

"Ouch! It's true Mum!"

Eileen laughed a light tinkling sound.

"It's okay." She said, twirling a piece of hair around her index finger, and turning towards Sirius.

"And he is..." Eileen let the sentence fall there.

"Sirius Black," Eileen's mother said.

The color from Eileen's face paled slightly. "A Black?"

"He's in Gryffindor." Aimee said quickly.

"I'm not like my cousins." Sirius said.

The color returned to Eileen's face.

"That's good." She breathed a sigh of relief. "I knew your cousins when I was at Hogwarts—and they weren't very pleasant."

"Welcome to my world." Sirius muttered.

James, knowing the subject of his family was a sore spot, changed the subject immediately.

"Err—how far away is the house?"

"Oh, not very far away." Eileen said, getting into the front of the car. "About three or four miles."

"That's far!" Sirius cried out.

Stella, who was driving said, "It's not as far as George's parents' house. That one hundred miles away."

As Stella started the car and started driving away, Eileen cried out, "Oh! Where are your suitcases? Did you forget to take them from the baggage claim? Mum! Turn around!"

Aimee laughed. "No need to fret, Eileen. We downsized them to fit in our pockets. See?"

James, Aimee and Sirius brought out the tiny suitcases that were no bigger than a stick of gum.

"Oh." Eileen laughed at herself. "That was pretty dumb for me to ask. I'm a witch—I should know this stuff."

"Speaking of which," Aimee said suddenly, "Stella, when did you learn how to drive?"

"Oh, I can't drive." Stella said as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. "I charmed the car to drive. You honestly think I would waste my time learning to drive?"

"The way she's acting," James whispered to Sirius, "I bet it wasted a lot of her time."

Sirius sniggered, which didn't go unnoticed by Aimee.

"What are you two whispering about?" She demanded.

Her response was two cheeky grins.

"Don't you two think of playing pranks at Eileen's engagement party," she hissed. "Or that's it for both of you."

"Mum," James said, "do you honestly think Sirius and I will pull a prank here?"

"Hmm, let me think about it," Aimee pretended to think. "Yes. The last time we went to an engagement party, you accidentally dropped a Dungbomb on the dance floor and we had to evacuate the building!"

"Ah, Mum, I didn't do that!"

"Which other boy I know would throw a Dungbomb at an engagement party—which happened to be the Minister of Magic's son?"

James jerked a thumb towards Sirius. "Him."

"Hey!"

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Me again! I don't think the ending was very good—but it will do for now. Lol. This is one of them boring chapters. Next chapter will take place 2 weeks later—during the engagement party—cause I don't think anything exciting will take place.

Might change. Don't know.

Well, anyways, that's it for now.

See ya.
Greekchic

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