Chapter 2

"Here we are sweetheart!" Hermione's dad wrapping his arms around his daughter's shoulder, "The old duplex house by the beach…"

The house might be old, but it doesn't look like it is. It was a two story house, with balcony just above the entrance. The sight was beautiful and the beach wasn't as crowded as Hermione thought it would be.

"Yeah, this house is great dad. We'll be able to see the sunset and the sunrise everyday the whole week."

"You got that right love."

Hermione picked up her small luggage and walked towards the house entrance. She loved the smell of old houses, especially the one filled with ancient furnitures.

After just a few moments inside the house, Hermione saw her dad rushing out, holding his fishing gear. "So long civilizations, peace and solitude here I come!"

"You are living me all alone? How could you!" her mom yelled.

Hermione shook her head, as she walked up the stairs, going straight to her room and changed into her bikini suit.

She felt very uncomfortable in only those two pieces of clothing. Common facts, Hermione Jean Granger had never in her life, wore a pair of bikini, until then. She only wore them because her mom forced her to. And the reason was so she could attract some guys at the beach. She didn't even get to choose the colour or the pattern for the thing, her mom simply bought one for her without her acknowledges. Good lord, why does it have to be the plain dark green, the colour of Slytherins and she hates it. But what could she do? She couldn't disappoint her mom over some low case. 'No choice, but to bear with this for a whole weekend, just to please mom.' She thought.

Hermione went out of the house to the beach, as she put on her sunglasses. She dipped her feet in the ocean water and a shiver ran through her spines by the coldness of the water. Then she heard a car honking near somewhere around her house. She turned her head to the direction. The car came from the other house next to Hermione's, which looked apparently the same from the outside. The car that honked moments ago was black, grand and long.

"Here we are!" Lucius called out, waking up his wife who fell asleep next to him.

Narcissa yawned and groaned at the sight of the house, "W-where are we?"

"Of course the beach my love…Now lets get out of the car."

Draco narrowed his eyes at the sight of the old house, "What a dump." He sneered.

"This is going to be the best week in my entire life!" Lucius exclaimed as he rushed into the house, putting down the luggage and quickly putting on his fishing vest, and as soon as he took out his fishing gear, he ran out of the house and yelled, "Catch up with you guys later!"

"WHAT?" Narcissa shouted, as she saw her husband rushing away without even turning his head.

"Come on mother, leave him be. I'm going for a sun bathing, what are you going to do?"

"I hate this place! I'm cant believe I'm going to rot here for an entire week!" Draco sighed, as he heard her mother groaned and go on and on with the same line, same thing every holiday at the beach. She kept ranting as she walked into the house leaving Draco behind to carry all the luggage.

'Perfect!, a week without Hermione and now I miss her.' He frowned as he thought to himself.

"Malfoy?" a familiar melody, rang in his ears.

He knew that voice, that angelic voice. He turned his head around slowly, to see who was calling out for him.

It was Hermione Granger who stood before him. Looking breathtakingly beautiful in her green bikini. Green? oh how he love the colour. Hey, since when did she started wearing a bikini? He thought as he blinked his eyes and shook his head, couldn't believe what he's seeing. Is this a dream?

"GRANGER? What are you doing here?"

"Merlin, I was about to ask you that, Malfoy! What are 'you' doing here? This is a muggle world for God sake."

"I'm here for a bloody vacation, muddy blood! And I want you to stay out of my way, because even though we met here in the muggle world by coincidence, doesn't mean I love muggles and especially not you! We might be neighbor, for the rest of this bloody week, and it doesn't mean that we are friends! So back off, beaver!" Draco walked in his house.

"FINE WITH ME FERRET! I suggest one more thing, don't ever appear in front of me for this entire week!"

SLAM! Draco slammed the door hard, he grumpily stomping his feet as he went up the stairs and straight to his room, slamming his the door ones more, he thrown himself into the bed.

"What is the matter with me? Why do I always have to be such a jerk to Hermione!" he pulled his blonde locks in frustration. "Merlin! Here I am alone at the beach with the girl of my dreams and being a smarty pants I am, I harassed her with insults and pushed her away!" he buried his face into his pillow.

"Now that's it! I should stop acting like some menstrual freak and I am going down there, right now to apologize and be nice to her. This is going to be the best week in my life and no one is going to stop me!" Draco made up his mind, stepping out of his bed and made his way down and out to Hermione.

"What a jerk…I still couldn't believe he actually came here. So much for being a muggle hater, what a puzzling little git." Hermione muttered to herself.

"Hey…" a deep male voice seemed to be calling out for her.

She turned her head around to see who it was. A handsome bronze haired man was walking towards her. He looked obviously hot, since he didn't wear any tops, showing off his wonderful abs. He wore a red, Hawaiian patterned shorts, which was definitely Hermione's favorite color. Hermione's eyes went back to his gorgeous face. He was smiling and waiting for her reply.

"You mean…me?" Hermione asked, making sure if it was her, he referred to.

"Of course beautiful." He winked at her.

Hermione blushed, "Thanks…"

This is way unbelievable. 'This guy had the sweetest smile I had ever seen and look at him, he's that kind of a guy who most girls dying to be with.' This is just impossibly right.

"I've never seen you around, are you here for a holiday or you'll be staying permanently?" he asked.

"Holiday for a week…" Hermione nodded.

"Right. Anyways, sorry I havent introduced myself. My name's Alex Summer and you can call me Alex. What's yours?" He smiled, letting out his right hand.

Hermione could feel her face reddened. She slowly shook hands with Alex and said, "Her-Hermione, Hermione Granger."

"What a beautiful name…It fits you."

"T-thanks…"

Meanwhile,

"Alright Draco…everything is going to work out and all you need to do is stick to the plan. Apologize and be nice, even if it kills you!" Draco said to himself, as he walked out of his house.

He stopped dead on his track as soon as he saw a guy getting all cozy with Hermione and he couldn't help but to overhear their conversation.

"What are you doing right now? Am I interrupting you or…" Alex asked Hermione.

"Oh…No… Absolutely not! I have nothing to do apparently…" Hermione stuttered.

Alex grinned in satisfaction, "That's great, do you want me to show you around the beach? We can explore around."

"Sure, if you don't mind." Hermione giggled in embarrassment as both walked away.

Draco's jaw fell open, couldn't believe what he just saw. "WHAT? I was only gone for a few lousy minutes and some bloody bastard steeping into my territory! Well hell, I'm going to let that happen… Hermione is mine for the rest of the week and there's no way I would let some cheap muggle boy going my way. Malfoys always get what Malfoys wants!"