A/N: Hey, this will be 2 updates in one weekend I'm feeling very good about this! I trust you all enjoyed the last chapter if you didn't, well, you know that's just how it is. This chapter is about surfing, however not being a surfer myself the terminology may not be right sorry to anyone who surfs!

Disclaimer:

Mr. Sock puppet: Hello. As Manda is a little sick of this she has been very creative in trusting the job to me. So, here we go, Manda does not, will not and has never owned Harry Potter, she is making no money out of this and if she is I'll be a bit annoyed coz I'm not being paid for my time, therefore I urge you not to sue her! (Smile)

Wednesday early morning

The next morning Draco woke up bight and early (6am to be exact), he crept around getting together bacon, eggs, toast, sausages and a cup of coffee. By the time he was finished it was 7:30 am and probably time to get Hermione up because she had said something last night about swelling up by 8:30 am and he didn't want that to happen. So, he loaded up a plate and picked up the coffee off the counter top, put them both on a tray he'd found and silently headed towards Hermione's room.

Apon opening the door he saw a still sleeping Hermione, for a moment he studied the Gryffindor, she must be her most beautiful when she was asleep, he thought to himself. Not because she wasn't talking or something stupid like that, just that when she slept there was no outside world judging her, she looked relaxed, something Draco now realised he had never seen her convey.

"Draco it would be nice if you would not watch me while I sleep" came the still very sleep ridden voice of the girl lying under the covers in front of him.

"Sorry" he muttered rather sheepishly.

"'S okay, why are you in here?"

"You said something last night about swelling up by 8:30 and how you better eat a big breakfast first, so I made you a big breakfast." Hermione looked at the slightly charred toast, the rashers of bacon she was sure weren't cooked through and the incinerated sausages and smiled. At least the egg and coffee should be ok.

"Oh that's so sweet of you, thankyou."

"Just don't swell up ok?"

"Swell up?…Oh Draco, I was talking about the ocean not me silly, there should be a big swell at 8:30 that's what the guy at the surf shop said."

"Oh…what's a swell in the ocean then?"

"It means there'll be good waves for riding."

"Oh…"

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"That's it Draco kick and paddle…harder or you won't get on" Hermione yelled from her board a few metres away.

Draco's arm paddled faster and harder, making his well toned muscles flex each time his arm made a backwards stroke. He made the wave but his attempt to stand was foiled by him leaning a little to far to the right and the wave immediately caught him then threw him under. As he came back up he heard an American voice somewhere say something about "did you just see that guy get hammered?" Draco coughed and spluttered a bit before grabbing onto his board and making his way over to Hermione.

"That was better, believe it or not."

"I think I'll believe it coz if I don't I'm just not making any progress." Hermione chuckled at this.

"All you need is a little practise and you're not getting much action out here coz any half decent wave that comes in is being taken by the locals."

Draco had three more unsuccessful runs before finding Hermione, who had just been pushed off the set wave again by the locals.

"Hermione it's nearly 1 o'clock and we've been here since 9, I'm calling it a day and heading in ok?"

"Yeah, I might come with the waves are crap."

"Let's head in and get something to eat seeing as the money just keeps turning up."

"Sounds good."

A/N: Short and to the point it's just leading up to what happens next that's all.