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Summer Holiday
Chapter 3. Cocktails at Sunset

Ron leant back in his chair and rested his hands on his stomach and sighed.

"That was delicious." He stated patting his slightly rounded belly with satisfaction. The others nodded in agreement. Hermione finished the last forkful of pasta and reached for her glass. She finished the water and reached for the jug to fill it up when a waiter clad in a smart tuxedo swirled by carrying a tray laden with starters.

"Excuse me!" Hermione said politely, catching his eye. "Could you possibly fill -" The waiter whirled away without even looking at her.

"Charming!" Hermione said grinning and handing Bill the jug. "You want to try?" Bill nodded and watched the waiter deliver the starters and begin to weave his way back towards the kitchen, Bill leant out slightly from the table and nodded at the waiter who immediately dashed to the table and flashed him the hugest, whitest smile,

"What can I do for you sir?" The waiter asked, Bill smiled broadly,

"We'd like a refill on the water jug if that would be possible." Bill requested. The waiter bent low and removed the jug from Bill's hand, letting his fingers drift across Bill's seductively.

"Anything for you, sir." The waiter replied his voice dripping with flattery. With a swift wink he twirled away with the empty jug through the swinging doors and behind the bar. Bill turned back to the table looking shocked. Harry, Ron and Fred were sniggering into their plates George was attempting to drink but his hand was shaking from convulsions of giggles. Hermione was staring at her empty pasta dish trying to key a straight face.

"What?" Bill demanded. George broke into hysterics,

"The waiter just came onto you." He choked out. Bill flushed a deep red.

"Oh, shut up." He growled.

"Way to go Bill, you're the first to pull this holiday!" Fred chuckled. With that Hermione, Harry and Ron burst into laughter. Bill glowered at them,

"Very funny. Anyone want to go down to that bar on the beach we saw for drinks instead?" He asked. Trying to hold in their guffaws, they nodded. Bill stood up with his wallet and headed to pay the bill.

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"He gave me his number." Bill laughed, Ron snorted.

"Maybe you should call him,” he suggested. Bill shook his head,

"Not my type. There's the bar." He said gesturing to a small, wooden beach bar, on the beachside adorned with twinkling fairy lights. "I need the bathroom, but here's some money for each of you, get what you want." George nudged Fred in the ribs and motioned to a pair of women sat at the curved bar. Fred composed his most charming smile on his face and dragged George over to them. Harry rolled his eyes, and turned to Ron and Hermione.

"I'll get our drinks, what do you want?"

"I'll have...uh..." Ron studied the chalk board above the board across which was scrawled hundreds of different cocktails.

"A Bacardi and coke." He decided at last with a grin, "Stick with an old favourite, I mean who can decide with all of these to choose from!"

"I'll try a 'Sunset' please." Hermione said, Harry nodded and headed towards the bar. Ron and Hermione turned away from the smoky interior and sat down on a slightly worn sofa facing the beach, the fairy lights were reflecting in the surf.

"It's beautiful here; this holiday is going to be great!" Hermione sighed, "Oh thanks." She added as Harry handed her a tall champagne flute filled with a crimson coloured liquid.

"I was just saying Harry that I am going to have the best time, on this beautiful island with my two best friends." Ron took his drink and raised it,

"Here's to a fantastic holiday ahead."

"And to us three." Harry added clinking his bright blue cocktail against Ron's. Hermione raised her glass to join the toast and smiling contentedly the trio all sipped their drinks. Suddenly from the left of them a band started up, soft steel drums were being played in a funky tune. They watched as much of the bar emptied onto the sand and began to dance.

"C'mon lets go join in!" Hermione said, setting her glass down and pulling Harry and Ron to their feet. Grinning Harry spun Hermione round to the music before she could stop Ron grabbed her and twisted her at a dizzying speed. After a while the music slowed to a more gentle rhythm. Two girls walked up to Harry, Ron and Hermione. The first, a tall dark girl with long black glossy hair and dark mischievous eyes, smiled at them.

"Hi, I'm Zara." They smiled politely. The girl's companion stepped forward,

"I'm Cassandra." She was petite and had wild blonde hair which was wavy as if it had been in the sea wind for too long and vivid blue eyes. "Would you like to dance?" Zara asked Ron, Ron grinned,

"Sure." Cassandra looked at Harry, he glanced at Hermione.

"Uh..." He stammered, Hermione smirked at him,

"I'm going to go and get another drink. I'll catch up with you later." She said with a grin, "Bye Cassandra."

"Bye." The blonde girl replied she turned to Harry, "Is she your girlfriend?" Harry shook his head,

"No, we're friends." Cassandra's face relaxed into a somewhat relieved grin.

"Okay. Well, do you want to dance?" Harry nodded and led her into the midst of the couples.

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Hermione was sat back on the tattered but comfy couch. Watching the couples sway in the twinkling light and the sparkling sea beyond them lit by the deep blood red of the sunset. She felt someone sit beside her.

"Hey 'Mione." Bill said smiling at her.

"Hey." She replied, "Where did you get to?" He grinned.

"I met some local guys they were telling me about some stuff we can do later in the holiday."

"Oh, cool. Like snorkelling?"

"If you like, they told me some amazing beaches for under water life." Hermione nodded and let her gaze drift back onto the beach, she spotted George doing a rather risqué dance with on of the women from the bar. Harry was still dancing with Cassandra, and Ron and Zara were wrapped together rocking in time to the beat. Bill followed her gaze and cleared his throat slightly,

"Uh... Mione, do you want to dance?" Hermione stared at him.

"Yes, that would be good." She said happily, Bill grinned and stood up taking her hand and leading her to the edge of the beach.

"Hold on." Hermione said pulling away from him and kneeling down, "I'm just going to take these off; they aren't too great for dancing in the sand." She said straightening up and tossing her strappy black sandals behind her. Laughing slightly, Bill softly placed his hands on her waist and began to move slowly to the music, Hermione smiled and draped her arms lightly around his neck, and resting her head on his shoulder. As the song continued, Bill pulled her closer and they melted together, Hermione's finger's running through the hair at the nape of his neck. Drawing away slightly Hermione looked into Bill's eyes.

"Thank you for asking me to dance." She said quietly.

"Thank you for saying yes." He replied the beginnings of a grin playing around the edges of his mouth. He gazed into her eyes noticing the deep coffee coloured iris was surrounded by a ring of almost black. Raising his arms from her waist Bill tucked a tendril of her shiny brunette hair behind the flower. He didn't remove his hand but stroked the soft hair and cupped the back of her neck with the other hand. Pulling her face close Bill closed his eyes and leant forward.

"Excuse me." Feeling Hermione jerk away, Bill's eyes flicked open and stared behind her for who had spoken.

"Oh, I'm sorry..." Hermione turned and gulped, she was facing a guy she didn't recognise.

"Um, sorry who are you?" Hermione asked her voice shaking slightly she could feel Bill's stare boring into her back.

"Oh, my name's Matt I'm on the football team who flew out on your plane. You tripped over my friend's bag earlier then fell on him; anyway I think you dropped something because he was going on about finding you... and... Look, sorry it's not that important. Am I interrupting something here?"

Bill opened his mouth to reply when Hermione shot,

"No. Its fine I'll come and speak to him." Without turning Hermione ducked and grabbed her shoes and suspending them from her hand she headed back towards the bar,

"I'll see you later." She called over her shoulder to Bill her voice catching slightly in her chest.

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"Sorry about interrupting with you and your boyfriend." The guy apologised as he strode with Hermione across the sand. Out of sight from where Bill was Hermione relaxed,

"It's okay, and he's not my boyfriend. He's a friend we were just dancing." She said smiling, "So where's your friend, is it Ben?"

"Yeah, that's him. He should be around somewhere... yeah, over there!" Matt replied pointing towards a group of about ten men in the corner of the bar. He headed towards them Hermione following.

"Ben, look who I ran into..." Ben turned, he was tall and had tanned skin and shiny deep black hair, and his eyes were an unusual aqua colour and stood out vividly from his face. His face broke into a friendly grin when he saw Hermione.

"Hey! You forgot this earlier." He said digging in his pocket and pulling out her wallet. Hermione's eyes widened,

"Shit! Thank you." She said taking the wallet, and wondering how she hadn't realised it was missing. Ben shrugged,

"No problem. I'm glad I found you." He shifted slightly on his feet and glanced at the floor, "Could I buy you a drink?" Hermione smiled,

"Okay. Thanks." He grinned broadly,

"What can I get you?" Hermione shook her head,

"Anything, a surprise." She replied with a grin. He nodded and headed towards the bar. Hermione twisted back to the group of males; Matt smiled at her and motioned to an empty seat next to him.

"Here, sit down." Hermione sat down and quickly fastened her shoes back on. Sitting back up, she introduced herself to the group who in turn presented themselves. When Ben returned with her drink he squeezed in next to her on the couch with Matt and three other players. After a few hours of joking and talking, Hermione felt at ease with them. She was laughing hysterically as she watched Joe, the goalie of the team attempt to beat Matt at an arm wrestle, when she felt a hand on her shoulder and turning saw Harry and Ron grinning down at her.

"Hey 'Mione. You look like you're having a good time, but we should be heading back." Hermione nodded,

"Okay." Turning to Ben, "Well, I'll see you around." He nodded,

"Hopefully, it was good to meet you." He said smiling.

"You too." Hermione replied, getting up and with a good bye to the rest of the team she exited the bar with Harry and Ron. Waiting under a streetlamp in a pool of pale light stood Fred, George and Bill. Hermione froze, up until then she had completely blocked her moment with Bill from her mind and now it came flooding back to her. Praying that he wouldn't say anything Hermione tried to look normal as she approached the group.
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