As I am NOT the original author of the Harry Potter series, who as anyone should know is the wonderful JKR who lets us play with her world. I don't own a darn thing here. On with the story.

Chapter 23 Honeymoon Part 2

That evening Harry was displaying his red arms to Hermione while Jane was lighting into Alan, "I can't believe you put sunscreen on and didn't offer it to Harry!"

"I put in on when I dressed. I forgot to remind him."

"It is my fault Jane. Don't worry about it." Harry said looking at her with concern in his eyes.

Hermione pull the jar out of her bag and smeared the sunburn cream she'd bought on Harry's arms watching as over the course of half an hour the burn disappeared to be replaced with tanned skin.

"That worked wonders," Jane said when Harry and Hermione get up to go to their bungalow.

"Yes I'm going to pick up another jar to take home." Hermione said as they left.

"Did you give your name?" Harry asked once they were in their own bungalow after a quiet walk.

"No, Oh should I use the other name?" Hermione asked knowing they were registered as Mr. and Mrs. Harry Evans.

"Actually I was thinking a wizarding alias might be a good idea, keep the Harry and Harriet Evans for the muggle world.

Hermione looked at her husband asking, "Who would you be?"

"I was thinking of James Black."

"Good idea, I know Hermione is too identifiable so why don't I use my middle name too. Jane Black… I like that. You know we should owl Bill and Fleur and have them set up those alias with Gringotts."

"Good idea," Harry said a gleam in his eyes as he approached Hermione.

"Harry if you keep looking like that I'm going to be forced to…" Hermione said her comment ending when he kissed her.

Two hours later she said, "We're due to go to the beach with my folks next."

"When?"

"Tomorrow or the next day. Whenever we emerge next," Hermione said with a giggle surprising herself. She'd been giggling more and more lately. She assumed it was a result of Her and Harry but still she never used to giggle.

It took two days before the duo emerged from their bungalow joining the Grangers for breakfast. "Hi Mum, Dad, we were thinking about going to the beach after breakfast care to join us?"

"I thought that was the plan for today?" Alan asked confusion on his face.

"It was I was just verifying it." Hermione said looking at her mother.

"That's fine dear. Now do you have any plans for lunch?"

Hermione looked at Harry getting a blank look in return. "No." she replied.

A grin broke out on Jane's face, "Good I was hoping to eat at that café with the fresh fruit salad and those marvelous drinks."

"Oh yes I remember that place! We had such a good time there last time I came with you." Hermione said her enthusiasm obvious.

"Then it's settled. Beach and that café for lunch." Jane Granger said as breakfast arrived. Harry was still all English when it came to breakfast kippers and eggs while the rest of the group varied from muesli, Hermione, to what was best described as a hodgepodge, Alan, pancakes and a bagel with strong black coffee.

Back in their bungalow Harry slipped into a suit similar to last summer's while Hermione donned a string Bikini. Just before stepping out and after a prolonged snogging session they donned the cover-ups she'd relented and bought more for his comfort than anything. Harry felt a little better when they met up with his in-laws and noted that Alan was wearing a similar suit to his. "Now Harry I don't know what Hermione has told you about the beaches around here but the one we are headed to is about normal for this area so just relax and enjoy being male." Alan said when he saw Harry's nervousness.

Harry puzzled over that comment during the cab ride to the beach but once he emerged from the cab and noticed that about every female was only wearing half of their bikini's and he was shocked at the number that had jewelry attached at places he'd never thought of. Smiling at his recollection of Alan's words as the thought 'He was right it's good to be male.' passed through his mind several times. Harry followed Alan as he approached a little stand setup at the back of the beach and after the exchange of a few Euros took two slips of paper passing one to Harry who looked at Alan puzzled.

"I just rented us adjoining cabana's." Alan stated leaving Harry still puzzled but following Alan as he made his way towards two of the many small tents setup overlooking the beach. "Jane and I will take this one you and Hermione can use that one." Alan said motioning to the tent on their left. Harry smiled as he realized they came with lounge chairs for two with a table set up between them. "There should be someone by shortly selling some drinks to keep our thirst quenched until lunch." Allan added as their wives walked over depositing the cover-ups they wore as well as the top of their bikinis on their respective lounge chairs.

"Come on Harry it's time to go swimming." Hermione said grabbing his hand and dragging him down to the water. As they passed one attractive woman wearing rings Hermione caught the thought 'wonder what Hermione would look like with those,' from Harry. 'I've always wanted to try some. However my folks would freak and I'm not sure how my husband would react.' Hermione thought back.

"Would you like some for just a short time?" Harry asked her a twinkle in his eyes.

"If my captain wishes."

By this time they'd waded out and the water was over half way up from their waists. "Let's swim for a bit." Harry said before drifting off in thought as he spent more time watching Hermione than he did swimming.

When she stopped and walked up to Harry Hermione's eyes widened as he raised his hands to her breasts cupping them. Suddenly she felt a tingle. Feeling weight where there was none before dragged her eyes from his face to her body. Harry lowered his hands revealing two rings complete with rather large diamonds now adorning her body. "Harry…" Hermione said realizing he'd granted her wish but astonished he'd created metal and what appeared to be precious stones.

Noticing the look on her face Harry asked, "You don't like them?"

"I love them but we are talking later. How long will these last?"

"I'm not sure. I hope at least until tonight." Harry said wiggling his eyebrows.

Making their way back to the Cabana Hermione could feel the eyes of both women and men on her. One or two wondered how they could have managed to overlook the size of the diamonds she wore when she'd passed them heading to the water but quickly passed it off as failure to pay attention. Jane Granger on the other hand was very sure her daughter had not been wearing two diamond studded rings there when she'd left to go for a swim, "And where did you get those young lady?" she asked in a stern voice forgetting for a moment the young man beside her daughter.

"I conjured them for her." Harry said before Hermione could reply.

"What?" Jane exclaimed her eyes snapping to Harry as her mind brought her up to date that this was her son-in-law she was looking at.

"She was curious how something like that felt and how it would look on her. I thought it was worth a shot and conjured them for her."

Harry's statement startled Jane and she remembered her daughter saying Harry was very powerful. She guessed this was an example of that power. "What about your plans, won't those make nursing difficult?" Jane asked once she'd realized any overt protest on her part was out of line.

"Oh, these are only going to last a day or so. These will cause no permanent change. Once they vanish everything will be as it was before." Hermione explained. Which made Harry happy because when Jane asked the question he'd been afraid he'd made a big mistake.

Alan was looking at his daughter and looking at her in a different light. He wasn't sure what caused it unless it was the rings. He'd always thought, as every father does, that his daughter was beautiful but he now realized she was also a very sensual young woman.

Lunch that day turned out to be everything it had promised to be. The fruit was fresh and the drinks were beyond description. Harry wasn't sure if they were alcoholic or not however the smoothness would be remembered for years.

That night it was Jane and Hermione's turn to have the wizarding sun lotion applied and while they could have done it themselves they knew their spouses were enjoying applying it far too much to take that enjoyment away from them.

A day later Harry and Hermione were lying around their bungalow discussing their plans for the rest of the day. "Harry would you like to go dancing?" Hermione asked watching her new husband.

Harry knew from various outing this summer that Hermione liked to dance and to be honest after their visit to Gringotts he did enjoy it as well. "Sure sounds like fun do you have a place in mind?"

Hermione nodded saying, "There's this club I've always wanted to visit but my folks would never let me go there after about ten in the evening."

"Why's that?"

"According to what I've been able to find out during our previous vacations things get a little relaxed and carefree after about midnight."

"What?"

Hermione looked at Harry realizing that for all he'd been through this summer there was still a lot of the unaware boy around. "Clothing becomes optional at more places than the beach around here," She said watching his eyes widen. "I thought you might like that idea."

"So what do we need to do?" Harry asked.

"We should take a siesta this afternoon. Then have a late supper probably arrive at the club around ten or eleven. Things were starting to heat up when I had to leave during our last visit."

"Should we ask your folks if they want to go?"

"No I don't think that would be a good idea." Seeing Harry's eyebrow raise she added, "I don't think mum or dad would enjoy seeing you and I dancing like I expect we will."

Harry nodded knowing she obviously had something planned that thought was brought to the fore again when she suggested they wait to return to the bungalow and dress after dinner before going to the club.

They arrived at the club with Harry wearing the clothes Hermione had laid out for him a nice silky pair of boxers, black pants and his green shirt this time worn unbuttoned to the waist at her insistence. What she was wearing he didn't know as she'd come out of the bathroom already wearing her evening cloak. Harry attracted attention when he stopped and passed his long black leather coat over to the barely dressed young woman taking care of such things before turning and taking Hermione's cloak by the shoulders as she slipped it off. The sudden silence around them snapped Harry's eyes towards Hermione. Standing behind her he could see a thin band of silvery material around her neck then nothing at all until he noted what looked like a pyramid shaped piece of the same material with the upper half removed hanging down from her waist barely covering her exquisite derrière. He passed the cloak to the same woman in a daze before walking up beside his wife and glancing down as she wrapped her arm around his. The material around her neck hung down creating the effect she'd just thrown a bit of silvery material with black accents around her neck. It covered her much like the two panels of solid material that masqueraded as pockets had covered her when she wore that sheer blouse to the gallery opening. The front of the skirt for want of a better name was identical to the back. As he escorted his wife to the dance floor he realized that from the side she appeared nude except for the silvery band around her waist and where the bottoms of the front and back pyramids joined on each side. "My god Hermione where did you ever find such a… what ever this is." Harry asked when she turned to face him and he found his voice.

"It was made special for this night. When we went clothes shopping."

"But we weren't even thinking about visiting here at the time."

"True but I knew my folks would be vacationing here and I figured you would be with us." Hermione said watching his eyes.

"Hey beautiful what are you doing here with a shrimp like that on your arm. Why don't you come dance with a real man." A lout who was easily twice the size of Harry said interrupting their conversation.

Hermione was about to reply when she felt Harry's magic flaring, "Little boy don't even think of trying anything. Appearances are not what they seem. Not only would you be dead but your body would never be found. After a night of dancing we will both need a meal and you might just have enough blood to serve as an appetizer for both of us." Harry said in a surprisingly deep and quiet voice that Hermione had not heard before.

The lout's reply of "Why you little…" was accompanied by a round house right that he'd telegraphed minutes ago. Harry held up him left hand catching the punch in it without visibly reacting to it. To the observers he appeared to calmly bring his hand down with the fist still encased in it while the lout dropped to his knees intense pain obvious on his face.

"I've broken several of the major bones in your hand." Harry said in the same deep quiet voice then added, "This is only a light taste of the real pain you will experience if you make another move towards my companion or myself. Now I suggest you kiss her feet and apologize for bothering her then you can leave the club. If you complain to the authorities you will not escape my reprisal. Now you know what to do. Oh and tell daddy that I wish him and his business no harm, as long as he does not bother me and mine I will pay him the same courtesy."

Harry released the fist he held and everyone watched as the son of the local drug lord kiss the woman's feet before leaving the club as if his father was after him.

"Impressive," A young well endowed woman said minutes later sliding up to Harry as he danced with Hermione.

"Just a hint she's meaner than I am." Harry said nodding towards Hermione, as he looked the woman in the eye.

"That little thing?" The woman said flicking her eyes toward Hermione intending it as a dismissive gesture. It turned into something else when Hermione smiled and opened her mouth slightly revealing two long canine teeth that were the textbook version of a vampire's fangs.

"Leave my mate alone." Hermione growled from deep within her throat causing the young woman to go stark white and run towards the ladies room with several of her companions quietly making their way to help their friend.

"You do know why she was headed to the ladies room." Harry asked smiling.

"First time I've ever scared the piss out of anyone. I meant to ask what was that crack about tell daddy you made to that thing earlier." Hermione said laughing.

"A little Legilimency effort actually paid off, His daddy is the local drug lord and junior was here with some body guards. They won't be bothering us especially if word gets back to him about your little stunt."

Hermione smiled moving back onto the dance floor as Harry joined her.

Approaching midnight Harry was starting to feel the atmosphere change slightly as the DJ called out, "Last Dance!" and played an upbeat tune. They danced then Hermione lead the way to a side table where they sat down and relaxed while watching people leave. As they did the young woman from the cloakroom walked up to them asking something in Spanish that Hermione quick answered. "What's up?" Harry asked.

"Nothing, just sit and relax for a few more minutes."

Harry did as requested then he watched the doors close with a good size crowd still inside. "Welcome to Gangee's private party." The DJ said starting up again.

"What was that all about?" Harry asked.

"Wait a while and you will figure it out." Hermione said knowing it wouldn't be long before things heated up.

Several minutes later when the first top was tossed aside Harry failed to notice. When the tenth top left the area of it's owner Hermione was well aware of what was happening. It took only a few additional tops before Harry was aware of the suddenly uncovered members of both sexes on the dance floor. "What's going on?" Harry asked looking at Hermione.

With a smile worth of the Mona Lisa Hermione looked at Harry saying, "It's a private party now. People are just getting comfortable." As she reached forward and tugged his shirt out of his pants until it was just hanging off his shoulders.

"Uh Hermione?"

"Yes,"

"I'm losing clothing here."

"Grab a side of my top and hold tight love." Hermione said then when she felt his hand grab it she spun away from him for a moment leaving him holding her top. "Put them on our table when we swing by that way," She added as she danced back to him sliding his shirt off and placing it in his hand.

"Hermione!" Harry whispered loudly.

"Just relax and dance Harry." Hermione said as she enjoyed the freedom of not worrying about what others saw or thought.

Harry for his part soon emptied his hands and was captivated by the sight of his topless wife dancing before him. Their earlier actions insured that while both of them were admired from a distance no one wished to find out just how true the rumors floating around the club about the two new comers were.