Life's a Beach
Pairings: Dramione, Hinny
"I can't believe we're finally here!" Ginny exclaimed, hanging precariously over the side of their beach front balcony. "It's so beautiful."
Hermione came to stand next to her. "Yeah," she agreed. "I'm honestly surprised the boys didn't put up more of a fuss."
"I'm not." Ginny grinned. "You'd have agreed to anything too if you'd seen the look on your face when you walked into that office and slapped that brochure on his desk."
She placed a hand on her hip and looked appalled. "I wasn't that bad."
"I'm going to have to agree with Ginny on that one," Harry said, walking out of the opened French doors. "I was honestly scared for my life for a moment there."
"Oh, don't be such a baby, Harry. If I hadn't forced you to actually look at the damn thing, you'd never have taken a vacation."
He just smiled and joined them at the railing. "I didn't say you were wrong."
Hermione sighed and looked out over the beach a few meters below. The fine white sand looked just like it did in the pictures and the smell of salt and the sound of the waves just completed the whole ensemble. It was breathtaking.
She heard a snicker to her left and she turned her head. "What's so fun…" Her sentence tapered off when she saw the figure emerging from the living room. She tried hard not to laugh at the sight.
Harry had no such qualms. He laughed wholeheartedly. "What the fu-"
A hand raised to silence him. "Don't say a fuckin word, Potter."
"Draco, what in Merlin's good name are you wearing?" Hermione asked, staring at the bright turquoise and pink Hawaiian shirt and white swim trunks.
"The lady at the gift shop down the street said was a must have, and that they went particularly well with my eyes." He sighed and slipped a pair of sunglasses on his face. "But judging by the looks on your faces I'm going to assume I've been had."
Hermione shook her head and pulled him close, kissing his cheek. "Oh, that's an understatement, love."
"Maybe you should change." Ginny suggested. "I don't know how I feel about being seen with someone wearing such a hideous shirt."
"I feel as though I should be offended by that comment, Weasley, but everyone knows I could make a burlap sack look good."
"Is the air thin up there on that mountain your ego sits on?" Harry asked with a smirk.
"Funny."
The wizard clapped him on the back. "All joking aside, I think it makes you look more human."
The blond raised a brow. "Opposed to what?"
Ginny answered, "Looking like an undertaker."
"An under what?" Confusion flooded his features and the couple laughed at his expense.
"Alright, that's enough you two. Leave Draco alone." Hermione admonished. "It's his first time at a muggle resort."
"And it will be my last if we stand here any longer talking about my wardrobe."
Hermione steered them in the direction of the suite. "Ok, lets just go. I'm in dire need of a suntan." She looked at her boyfriend and sighed. "We're both in need of a suntan."
He opened his mouth to speak but thought better of it as they bounded down the stairs. He just kept his eyes on the girl in front of him and smiled. Muggle vacation or not, he was happy to be here.
When they made it to the beach and they wasted no time running into the crystal clear sea. Ginny whooped and jumped on her boyfriends back, calling out to them as she did so. "Who's up for a game of chicken?"
"A game of what?" Draco asked in a serious voice.
The group broke out in laughter and Hermione just shook her head. This would be a long vacation of firsts, but she wouldn't have it any other way.
