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CHAPTER FOUR: "Some Like It Hot"
As everyone started to climb into the hot tub, the boys gasped at Nicolette and whispers of, "Damn, that is one hot French girl," became audible.
She soaked up the attention, basking in it. This was obviously her element. Then Nicolette turned towards Ron. "Do you think you can handle all of this?" she whispered into his ear. She was referring to herself, of course.
Ron's heart skipped a beat. He simply nodded, and then moved in for the kiss. You could tell that Nicolette was putting on a show. Her movements were rather exaggerated and she was moaning. That's right, moaning. In front of a hot tub full of people. Those French girls really know their stuff.
Finally, she came up for air. "Oh Ron. You naughty boy…" And with that she went back to her seat. All eyes were on the blonde beauty. Some watched her with lust, one watched her with envy, and one watched her with hatred. Any way you looked at it, Nicolette had definitely established herself as the center of attention.
"Give me a break," muttered Hermione to Rachel. "It sounded like she was having an orgasm."
"Rachel… You still haven't snogged anyone…" Nicolette interrupted. "Is there someone you'd like to… become intimate with?"
Rachel looked excited at this new prospect.
"I dare you to kiss someone. Anyone that you would like. It doesn't matter who it is," challenged Nicolette.
"Alright… Just let me think for a second…" It was one thing to be dared to kiss someone in particular, but when you had to choose then everyone automatically knew whom you fancied.
"A dare is a dare Rachel. You're not planning on chickening out, are you?" taunted Nicolette. That accent was really starting to tick Hermione off.
"What about Harry? Harry, is that alright with you?" asked Rachel, with her enormous gray puppy dog eyes.
Harry certainly wasn't about to object. Rachel was downright hot. In fact everyone was looking rather gorgeous in the moonlight. Harry instantly became rather nervous, seeing as how he was somewhat inexperienced. But even his fears could not stop him from hooking such an attractive girl.
"Sure," was all Harry could manage to say.
And then the third snog of the evening began. It was kind of awkward at first, but once the two got going, things became steamy. Harry's naïveté didn't seem to show. He was enjoying himself quite a bit, and he never would have stopped until Rachel finally pulled away.
"Where'd everybody go?" inquired the small brunette. Her face was flushed from the combination of being in a hot tub and making out.
Harry spotted the gang out in the ocean. They had taken advantage of the break in game play to go out for a midnight swim. "I think they've gone in the water."
"Come on! Let's join them!" yelled Rachel, grabbing Harry's hand in the process.
Harry and Rachel ran out onto the beach, meeting up with the crew. Nicolette had apparently gotten over her fear of messing up her hair, because she was out in the ocean, splashing around with Adrian and Ron. Hermione was talking to Patrick, oddly enough. It seemed as if they were discussing a novel they had both read. As hard as Hermione tried, she could not completely mask her old self.
Rachel grabbed Hermione's hand and dragged her into the ocean, leaving Patrick behind and looking rather sad.
Harry raced to the shore alongside them. His hand was still in Rachel's grasp.
"Make way for us!" shouted Rachel. It seemed as if she were talking to the world as a whole. It also seemed as if the tequila shots she had downed earlier in the evening were yet to wear off.
Hermione splashed Harry and then jumped on his back. This action kind of surprised him, but he went with the flow. Not many guys would protest having a beautiful girl on their back, especially when she was wearing only a bikini.
Nicolette grabbed Rachel and they began to dance around in a circle. Ron and Adrian stood back and admired them. The two girls did have the tendency to create a striking view.
"Excuse me young ladies, but it's time that you let some boys in," began Adrian. Ron joined him and they created a handsome foursome. It it a glorious thing to be high off life, especially when you are surrounded by attractive people.
Soon enough they were joined by Harry, Hermione, and even Patrick, who had only come under Hermione's influence.
Not a worry in the world could penetrate their circle of happiness. What a magnificent feeling it was to be young and carefree…
After frolicking for quite some time, the gang headed back inside.
"Who wants to carry me to my room?" asked Nicolette, with an air suggesting that the boy who hauled her upstairs would be amply rewarded.
All hands rose. Even Hermione and Rachel raised their hands up as a joke.
"I pick my girls!" yelled Nicolette. Hermione wondered when she had become one of Nicolette's "girls", but then decided that she didn't really care.
Rachel and Hermione each lifted a leg and started to carry her upstairs.
"Can't we come up to tuck you girls in?" mock-pleaded Adrian.
"Maybe if you beg hard enough," replied Rachel.
"Well said, my sister," said Hermione.
Adrian got down on his knees and started to sink into a bow. "If you girls let us boys tuck you in then we will be your servants for all of tomorrow."
"Sounds like a fair enough deal to me," said Nicolette. "And what do my girls think?"
"We're in!" shouted Hermione and Rachel.
With that, Adrian, Ron, and Harry followed them to the girls' room as well. Patrick quietly retreated to the boys' room, which was on the second floor, but on the opposite side of the living room. It also had its own staircase, and oddly enough the layout reminded the three Gryffindors of their common room.
"Now wait outside while we get dressed," Nicolette ordered the boys.
"Do we have to?" asked Ron.
"Naughty Ron, of course you have to…" and with that Nicolette slammed the door shut.
"What a fun night, huh guys?" began Rachel as she started to change clothes and put on her pink silk PJs.
"Yeah! I don't think I've ever enjoyed myself that much! Rachel, I must say that this rivals that last night in Aruba," said Hermione, who was slipping into an old lavender nightgown.
"Agreed. This is definitely starting out to be the trip of our lives," returned Rachel.
"Is everyone ready to let the boys back in?" asked Nicolette. She had put on a red silk nightdress, complete with lace and a big slit up one side. Typical Nicolette.
"Nic, you look seriously hot!" said Rachel as she examined the blond.
"I always try to look my best for the boys…" said Nicolette as she tossed her hair around and applied lip-gloss. Whoever said girls don't wear makeup to bed?
"Oh boys! You can come in now!" yelled Nicolette.
Ron, Harry, and Adrian sauntered in, checking out their new surroundings.
"After waiting for so long for you girls to change, I think that the least us boys deserve is to be kissed goodnight…" said Adrian with a gleam in his eye.
"Only after you tuck us in," said Hermione.
"Fine then. Boys! Make the rounds. See to it that every girl is comfortable!" instructed Adrian.
They helped each girl into bed, and then pulled over the covers.
"Now that you've got what you wanted, it's time for us to really make our rounds…" said Adrian to the three girls.
And with that, Adrian went over and kissed Hermione. Ron went to Nicolette, and Harry went to Rachel. After a couple of minutes, Adrian yelled, "Switch!"
"That boy moves fast!" Hermione whisper-yelled to Rachel.
Adrian moved to Nicolette, Ron went to Rachel, and Harry went to Hermione.
"Well isn't this awkward," Harry whispered to Hermione as he leaned in for the kiss.
"I'm not complaining," retorted Hermione. As Harry began, softly at first, the passion between the two old friends reached exponential heights. Both became completely lost in the moment, realizing that what they were experiencing together could only be described as pure bliss.
"Switch!" yelled Adrian, and the moment was gone.
This would be when it truly got awkward. Before kissing Adrian, Hermione had realized that Ron would get jealous, but Adrian was just so hot that this minor concern had sort of drifted out of her mind.
Ron went over to stand by the door as Harry quickly pecked Nicolette and Adrian did the same to Rachel.
"Good night girls!" yelled all three boys on their way out.