A./N.: Hey everyone! I'm glad to see you all have been up-dating, though I am disapointed that I didn't get as many reviews as I did on the last chapter. It seems that a few of you are catching on to my plot, but that doesn't mean I'm going to give anything away to you! You'll have to read and review to find out what happens! And here is chapter ten! The first mile point!

Chapter Ten

The day progressed as everyone got ready to go to the beach. Hermione dressing up Brielle in a cute one piece bathing suit and tying a straw hat on top of her head, her hair in two ponytails sticking out on each side.

Hermione herself had let her hair down again, and dressed in a black two piece bathing suit with white triming. It was very tight and fit her figure perfectly. Never once did she try and take the necklace off. It lied against her skin, not noticed by those around.

While she was getting ready, Draco was waiting in the livingroom, taping his feet in a bored manner. He stared down at his hands as he heard Brielle giggling from the other room, and as Hermione was seen runing past the doorway many a times.

'This is rediculous. Going to the beach in late spring. They are sure to catch a cold going into the water at this temperature!' Draco shook his head at the thought of Hermione in a bikini with Brielle in her arms.

For moments, the house was oddly noise free, as Brielle helped Hermione carry things to the car, and back for more. She was pretty strong for her age, and Draco guessed she got it from his side of the family. Defenitly not from Hermione's side.

The sound of the trunk closing gave Draco the signal that they were ready to go. Getting up from his position on the couch, his feet dragged him towards the front door. The second the car turned on, Draco stopped in his place, eyes wide with fear.

"Hermione! Get out of there! The thing is cursed!" Draco ran towards the van as Hermione got out of the driver's seat. She walked over to him with an abnoramlly large grin plastered to her face. Draco's own mouth was wide open in disbelief at the fact that she had actually listened to him.

Hermione walked over to him and place a hand on each of his shoulders. The grin still in place.

"Draco, have you ever seen a car in you life?"

Draco tried not to make eye contact, feeling embaressed that he didn't know that it was a car.

"No. Never." He looked straight to her and his face sadened. He saw the mirth in her eyes as she looked back at him.

"I mean, I did take Muggle Studies during Hogwarts, but...I...never paid attention."

Hermione this time couldn't surpress her laughter and started giggling. As she saw the shocked looked on Draco's face, she tried to smother her laughter with her hands. She didn't want to make him feel any less uncomfortable then he already did.

"Sorry." She drew her hands away from her mouth in less then three seconds flat, but couldn't quite remove the smile she held.

"It is perfectly ok that you have never seen a car before. Many witches and wizards of our time have no other ways of transportation besides the floo network, aparation, portkeys, and travel on broom."

Draco's sad face soon turned into a confused one as he retorted to Hermione's remark.

"Why do you have to be so damn smart sometimes?"

Hermione pressed her hands to his lips as she looked sternly in Brielle's direction. She was currently playing with some grass in the front yard a few feet away from them. She looked back at Draco.

"Shhhh! I don't want Brielle to have a bad mouth like her father at this age!" She let her hands go from his face and turned to get Brielle. Draco just stood in the same place as he watched Hermione place Brielle in an odd contraption inside or the van. It was too confusing for him to understand.

After shutting the door, Hermione went bacl to Draco and dragged him towards the passenger seat. He didn't take to this well. It took nearly all of Hermione's strength to keep pulling him to the van.

Draco was too worried and scared at the moment to care that Hermione was pulling him to the evil invention.

"NOOOO! I don't want to go in there! It's going to eat me!" He came out of shock with these words as Hermione stuffed him into the passengerseat and closed the door.

Draco was frantically looking around the car. There were so many buttons. Many bright, shiny buttons. Draco kept his hands away from the buttons, to afraid of what they might do.

Hermione opened up the driver's door and got in. "Everybody buckled?" Hermione looked at Draco. 'Of course! He doesn't know how to buckle!' Hermione reached across Draco and grabbed the seatbelt. Drawing it across his chest, Hermione had to struggle to get Draco buckled in.

After that little bother they set off, Beach equipment rready, for the sunny seashore of the western beach. Unbeknownest to Hermione, this was going to be a great experience for Draco.