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Chapter 2 – Of Golden Eyed Women and 'Hamboghini'
Anchorage, Alaska, United States
Gardner Home
Year 2000
"Wake up, Ronald!" Hermione hissed the next morning, shaking her boyfriend a little roughly by the shoulders.
Harry and Kaylee stood in the doorway of the guest room that he and Ron were occupying for the remainder of their stay in Anchorage. Less than an hour earlier, Hermione and Kaylee had woken up to prepare sausages, eggs, rashers with tomatoes and toasted slices of bread for breakfast. The smell of food had woken Harry in the middle of their cooking, and had left Ron snoring away in favour of satisfying his hunger. To his immense disappointment, Hermione had demanded he wait until everyone was awake. And forty minutes later, Ron had still not woken up.
Hermione, of course, had started to lose her cool. It was really no surprise when they heard a resounding smack of flesh upon flesh echoing throughout the room. However, Harry and Kaylee both winced inwardly as they witnessed the slap their other best friend had delivered towards the unknowing form of her boyfriend. The next they heard was the painful cries of one Ronald Weasley.
"Bloody hell, Hermione! What in Merlin's name is wrong with you?" Ron yelled outraged, while he rubbed his right-side cheek that was already turning red.
"You need to get out of bed and eat unless, of course, you want to miss out on food." she snapped before storming out of the room, Harry and Kaylee immediately stepping aside to let her through. "Oh, and Ron? Next time we eat will not be for another four hours."
Kaylee stared at her god-brother the moment she was out of hearing range. "You'd think she would let up a bit with Ron since they are dating, but she completely takes us by surprise again." she remarked.
Harry smiled a bit. "Yeah, but she wouldn't be our Hermione if she wasn't ordering everyone around."
Kaylee smirked, totally agreeing with his statement. She turned her attention to Ron who had gotten up from bed, taking Hermione's words seriously. "How's your cheek?" she asked in concern.
"Fine," he answered. "Why did she slap me for?"
"Mate, she'd been calling you for ten minutes straight," Harry replied. Kaylee nodded beside him.
"I thought you would know better by now, Ron. This is your girlfriend, Hermione Granger, we're talking about. You should know what makes her happy, what makes her cry, what makes her angry and what excites her, considering that you've been dating her for two years now." Kaylee mentioned. "But don't worry, you still have time to learn all those." With a tentative smile, she left the room and hurried to the dining room, needing to sate the hunger that had been communicated to her through a grumbling stomach.
She sat next to Hermione, who was quietly munching on a toasted bread while using a muggle pen to write down the list of school supplies Kaylee will need when she attends East Anchorage High as a junior. Alongside those objects are new clothes that were more appropriate to Anchorage's winter season. As Kaylee read this over Hermione's shoulder, she was grateful for her friend's ability to think ahead. Robes and cloaks and other clothes deriving from the wizarding world would no doubt get her some strange looks from the town's citizens. And she did not want that, she wanted to stay inconspicuous. That was the whole point why she moved here!
Both the girls' attention turned to the two boys that were just walking to the kitchen. Hermione narrowed her eyes at Ron, daring him to say something wrong that could possibly lead to another of their many arguments. While Ron sat down across from his girlfriend, he felt her eyes on him, and he hesitantly met her gaze. He almost wished he didn't. For the emotion that welled in her eyes was of deep disappointment and anger. He would give up food if only he would not ever have to see that emotion in her eyes again. And that was saying something. Other than Hermione, who he loves so much, food was the second most important thing in his life.
"I'm sorry, 'Mione," Ron said, solemnly. "I did not mean to oversleep."
Kaylee and Harry paused with devouring their breakfast and focused on the pair, ready to step in if things get too heated. Hermione, from what they can observe from her reaction, has slightly loosened, her anger slightly dissipating.
"Ron, one of your best friends has moved to Anchorage. She needs our hands to help her settle but how can we do that if you keep oversleeping?" Hermione asked, exasperated. "You know that we're going out today at nine sharp, and it's already half past eight."
"Really, 'Mione, I don't really mind if we're a couple of minute—OW!" Kaylee swore as Harry kicked her not too gently on her leg. Hermione and Ron, having been interrupted, stared at her for a few seconds before focusing on one another again. Kaylee, however, glared at Harry but he ignored her and shook his head, warning her not to intervene. At this advice, she shut up and just watched as Ron fumbled for words to say.
"I'm sorry, Hermione. I promise not to do it again." he started to say. "Y-you can even take away portions of my food if oversleep once more." At this, he looks physically pained as if someone had taken away his most precious valuable.
Kaylee bit her lip inwardly, refraining from snorting out loud. Food was Ron's world and if he promised to give some up, that was saying something. And Hermione knew he was serious this time as she completely softened after that, smiling slightly at him.
"I would not go to that length as I am not fond of torture, Ron." Hermione replied. "And I would not be the one that is the cause for your hunger."
Ron nodded, smiling back. "Does that mean I'm forgiven?"
"Yes, but I swear if you oversleep again…" she trailed off, narrowing her eyes. Ron visibly gulped before looking away, starting to pile up his plate with food. In the meantime, Hermione had turned to Kaylee and smiled. "First things first in our agenda is buying you new clothes."
Harry choked and spluttered the tea he was drinking and stared at Hermione, horrified. Ron had paused his movements and gaped. Kaylee, however, was nodding with approval and laughed as she noticed the boys' reaction.
"Both of you won't be with us, doofus." Kaylee chuckled. "Your job is to find me a car while Hermione and I go to the mall."
While Kaylee and Hermione smiled in amusement, Harry and Ron sighed in relief.
Boys.
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"What do you think of this coat?" Hermione asked, holding said clothing up as Kaylee was searching through the racks of casual winter dresses.
Kaylee didn't look up as she was busy analysing the design and colour of each dress. "Another coat, Hermione? I think I have more than enough." she murmured as she lifted up a grey dress with appreciation before placing it in her basket which was almost filled to the brim with winter apparel.
"It doesn't hurt to add another. Lia, It's beautiful and I'm sure you'll love it. Just take a look." Her best friend insisted.
Kaylee took the chance and looked up, her eyes lighting up at the stylish coat. It was cream coloured, simple yet elegant with a ribbon as the belt which can be undone and redone. She smiled at Hermione for her quick eye and reached for it. When she added it in her pile, Hermione smirked.
"I'm never wrong." she sang before joining her search for winter dresses.
A half hour later, both girls were just finishing up with the coats and dresses. Kaylee had tried all of the ones in her pile and loved every single clothing, which made it the more easier for them as these were the last clothes they were purchasing before they moved on to footwear.
"How do you think Harry and Ron are doing?" Kaylee asked as they made their way to the counter.
"Knowing them, they would have made a lot of detours before entering the car dealership." Hermione replied.
Kaylee nodded, agreeing. "Ron would be so distracted with all the muggle things."
Hermione smiled. "He would."
They were just rounding the corner when they almost bumped into two women who each held a basket full of clothes. Kaylee and Hermione stopped just in time before she could knock into the shorter female with pixie like features. Though she had short and spiky hair that other girls would have despised, the hairstyle suited her soft features. Both witches could somehow feel that this girl was fierce if she put her mind to it. However, it was not the hair or her hidden characteristic that stood out the most but of her golden coloured eyes. They had never seen anything like them before. It was stunning.
The other woman, they could see, had the same eye colour. Her hair, however, was long and in the colour of caramels as they reached the middle of her back in waves. Her facial features was nothing but gentle, soft. The smile that graced her fair face illuminated the beauty she held. Though both women were beautiful, they could only think back to the other girl they had met yesterday who was even more captivating than the ones who stood before them. No matter, Kaylee and Hermione both felt inferior as they stood beside them.
"Sorry," Kaylee finally managed to utter.
The shorter female continued to gape at her, her eyes unblinking as if she had seen something she did not truly expect to see at the moment. The other woman glanced at her companion and noticed her silence before turning her attention back to them.
"There is no need to apologise as there was no harm done." the caramel haired woman replied, her eyes studying both girls.
Hermione smiled. "That's true but we still apologise for cutting you off. We should go now and continue on as I'm sure you have other things to do while you're here."
The woman returned the smile. "Take care of yourselves."
"You too." Kaylee and Hermione said in unity, and then proceeded to walk around them to continue their way to the direction of the counter.
Once both the younger girls were gone and out of earshot, Esme gently grabbed her foster daughter's arms which snapped her out of her trance. "Alice, what is it? Did you see a vision?" she asked, worried.
Alice quickly shook her head and met Esme's eyes, then unexpectedly, she suddenly smiled. "No, not a vision. Though I have seen her once in one of mine," she answered. "This is so exciting, Mum. It's already happening. And it's only been a year!"
"What are you going on about, dear?" Esme wondered.
"That's Edward's mate!"
Esme's eyes widened before she, too, smiled. However, her eyebrows furrowed when she realised there had been two girls. "Which one is she, Alice?"
It did not take her long to answer. "The girl with the dark straight hair and blue-green eyes."
"She's beautiful."
"And she's only going to be more beautiful when she becomes one of us."
Esme nodded in agreement. "You must not tell Edward that you have seen her, Alice. He should find out next week."
At that moment, Alice's eyes became unfocused, her eyes lowering. Esme knew for a fact that her daughter was in a vision at the moment, and she waited for her patiently. Finally, Alice blinked and met her mother's eyes.
"I'm afraid that it's too late. Soon Edward will know."
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Once they arrived in the car dealership, Kaylee and Hermione immediately began their search for Harry and Ron, and found them at the very back, looking at the most flashiest of cars. "Didn't I tell you that I'm looking for non-flashy vehicles?" Kaylee asked them.
"But that one though…it looks bloody amazing," Ron said, admiring a black car. "Harry, what was it called again? A hamboghini?"
"Lamborghini." Harry corrected, rolling his eyes. Only Ron can weave a name that almost sounds like a hamburger.
"Sorry, Ron, but I will not be taking that today." Kaylee told him. She left them where they were, both boys mourning over how they would not be able to sit in this plush and expensive car. Ron glanced once more at the Lamborghini and decided it was worth another shot. He rushed towards his best friend's side and began his pleading.
Harry turned to Hermione. "Do you think he'll be able to convince her?"
Hermione shook her head. "No," she said with all honesty. "You and I both know that once Kaylee's mind is set on something, it stays as it is. There is no changing when it comes to her unless it's completely necessary."
Ron wasn't having much luck.
"Why not?" he asked. "You've got the money, so what stops you from buying that one?"
"Too much attention." Kaylee simply said as she looked at all the non-flashy cars that were available in the shop.
Ron groaned beside her. "How about next year? Or better yet, you can buy me that one as birthday present."
Kaylee smiled. "Ron, I would buy you that car in a heartbeat," she started to say. "If only you knew how to properly drive one."
He gaped, open-mouthed. She chuckled at his reaction before walking away towards a Hyundai five-seater car.
"That's not fair! And I do know how to drive one, thank you very much!" he called after her. "Remember second year?"
"Yes, as a matter of fact, I remember quite well. The first time you drove your father's flying car, which by the way is not the same, we crashed into the Whomping Willow. That was the first time I ever received a deep cut. So, forgive me when I say you don't know yet how to properly drive one on ground," Kaylee paused, another thought coming to her mind. "Besides 'Mione will kill me if I buy you one and you managed to kill yourself by driving."
Ron grumbled, knowing this was a lost cause. He turned around and walked to stand beside Harry and Hermione while Kaylee walked further, searching for the perfect car for herself.
She found one in the end. A 2000 Hyundai Nubira.
Anchorage, Alaska, United States
Cullen Home
Year 2000
One hour earlier…
Edward had been playing his piano when a thought from Rosalie entered his mind. He would usually ignore it but a girl's face suddenly filled his thoughts. One he knew so well as she had been his mind's most revisited vision. His mate.
How he was able to see her in Rosalie's mind, he had no idea but he quickly abandoned the instrument and raced to the living room in vampire speed, stopping in front of his sister and brother.
Rosalie raised a perfect eyebrow. "Yes, Edward?"
"That girl from your thoughts…who is she?" he asked. "What is her name?"
"Why are you interested in knowing?"
"Rose, just tell me."
She sighed and rolled her eyes. "Her name is Kaylee Gardner. Now, why did you ask?"
"Kaylee." he whispered in a soft tone, and he smiled for he finally was able to call her by a name than just labelling her as his own. He looked back at Rosalie, who still waited for an answer. "She's my mate Alice foresaw in her vision a year ago."
