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Summer Holiday
Chapter 4. The Beach

Attempting to stifle a gigantic yawn Hermione rolled out of bed. Rubbing her eyes drowsily she headed for the shower and released a jet of refreshing water. After a long, energizing shower she towelled dry and pulled on a bikini covered with frayed denim shorts and a white tee-shirt, leaving her hair to dry naturally she tiptoed down the hall towards the kitchen. Peering silently into the room Hermione sighed with relief seeing it was empty, she opened the fridge and poured herself a glass of juice, spinning round she bumped into someone, tipping the orange liquid down their front.

"Oh, Shit!" She gasped, staring up into Harry's bewildered and slightly sleepy gaze. "I thought you were someone else- I mean you made me jump— uhhh let me get that for you!" She blurted the flurry of words, her cheeks colouring nervously.

"Don't worry bout it, ‘Mione." He mumbled with a grin, fumbling on the counter and grabbing his wand. Directing it at himself Harry muttered a charm and his shirt instantly dried, the stain vanishing simultaneously. He chuckled, and pushed gently past the still twitchy looking Hermione. Pouring two glasses of juice he turned back to face her.

"So what's up with you?” He asked an eyebrow raised in amusement. Hermione swallowed,

"Nothing," She retorted defensively, then her cheeks colouring more she shrugged, "I'm just anxious to see the beach! You up for heading down there and meeting the others there later when they decide to get up?" She asked a trace of a plead in her voice. Harry nodded,

"Sure, sounds good. I'll just grab some stuff." Hermione smiled and her eyes flickered to the door leading to Bill and the twins' room, the handle suddenly started to turn. Hermione flinched,

"I'll meet you out front, Harry!" She said before grabbing her bag and bolting for the door.

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A few moments later, away from the villa Hermione had relaxed and was walking chatting contentedly with Harry. The dusty path which they were wandering down was hedged by two walls of green leafy foliage, suddenly, turning a corner the path widened up and a small stretch of bright emerald grass before dazzling white sand and the sparkling turquoise sea.

"Wow!" Hermione breathed, hearing Harry echo it beside her.

"This is amazing." He said his eye scanning the horizon where the glittering ocean met the matt blue of the cloudless sky. He noticed the small waves directly in front of them, grew to the left and the far side of beach was speckled with surfers. Hermione grinned elbowing him in the ribs,

"HEY! This had better not mean we don't see you for the rest of the holiday." She joked, grabbing his hand she charged off across the grass and onto the scorching sand. Dropping their bags and towels in a heap and shedding their clothes Harry and Hermione dashed into the water splashing hysterically.

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After about an hour of frenzied water fights and races the pair collapsed onto their towels breathlessly. Hermione pulled her sunglasses out of her bag and slipped them on, then digging again in her bag she found a bottle of sun cream and began to smooth the lotion onto her legs and arms. Swivelling onto her stomach she propped herself up by her elbows,

"Harry?"

"Hmm?" He grunted he had been squinting up the beach scrutinizing the surfers in the waves.

"Can you just do my back for me? You know how easily I burn." She said with a giggle remembering their trip to France last year when she had ended up looking like a lobster for the majority of the holiday. Harry laughed obviously recalling the same situation, grabbing the bottle he squeezed a squirt into his hands and began to rub it into Hermione's back, swallowing he tried to think of something else other than the incredible silky smooth feel beneath his fingertips. Just as he finished covering her entire back a shadow fell across it, glancing up he looked into Fred and George's grinning faces.

"Oh, so sorry to interrupt Harry. You look like you were having great fun." Fred said smirking and wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. Harry laughed and got up wiping off his still creamy hands; glancing at Bill he was taken a back by the thunderous scowl on his face.

"Good morning." Harry said cheerily.

"Morning." Ron muttered back rubbing his eyes sleepily. Hermione looked up at Ron's tousled hair and dozy expression,

"You should go in Ron it'll wake you up." She chuckled. At this Fred and George pulled off their shirts yelling in excitement and raced over the beach into the waves. Ron yawned and threw his tee-shirt down into the pile of clothes,

"You coming in Harry?" He asked, Harry nodded jumping up,

"Yeah I will its so hot in the sun." Ron turned to Hermione.

"Coming, ‘Mione?" He asked, she shook her head.

"No, I'm going to sunbathe a bit." She replied, rolling onto her back and stretching out and closing her eyes.

"Bill?" Bill nodded,

"I'll be in, in a minute." He answered. Ron and Harry headed off towards the edge of the sea and swam out to where Fred and George were.

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Hermione lay still, her eyes closed. The awkward silence was finally broke by Bill.

"So?" He said quietly. Hermione swallowed, not having a clue how to reply she stayed quiet. Bill shifted,

"Well Hermione. Don't you have anything to say about last night?" He demanded. Hermione sat up,

"I don't know I'm confused, so I don't really know what to say about it," She replied slightly defensive at his tone.

"I thought you would be able to work out what was happening. Obviously I was mistaken." Bill shot angrily.

"That's not what I meant." Hermione retorted hotly, "I don't know what I feel about it yet."

"I thought you were mature enough to figure that out." He replied snidely.

"You're right. I'm the fucking immature one, Bill." Hermione retorted furiously. Standing up she threw her sunglasses down onto her towel and stormed across the sand to the sea. She swam out to join Harry and Ron in the deep cool waters of out shore.

"What were you and Bill arguing about?" Ron asked her, Hermione shrugged,

"Just a misunderstanding." She answered and before him or Harry could ask her anything else she dived under the water. Surfacing a little way off Hermione flicked her wet hair behind her and trod water, suddenly something gripped her leg. Yelping Hermione lashed out with both feet, one coming into contact with soft fleshy anatomy. Hearing a squeal of pain and feeling the hold on her leg released Hermione swivelled in the water and looked at Fred who was floating on his back his face twisted in a grimace of pain his hands clutching his crotch. George was spitting out mouthfuls of water in hysterics. Hermione glared at him,

"What did you do? She demanded, George laughed,

"ME? Nothing, Fred just grabbed you leg for a joke and you flipped— and kicked him— in the— Hermione rolled her eyes in exasperation and stifled a laugh,

"I thought you were a shark or something." She said swimming over to Fred and linking his arm to tow him into shallower water.

"Sorry Fred, c'mon lets go and get you a drink to, uh, numb the pain." She said glancing at George and collapsing into laughter. Fred scowled and hobbled with them up the beach.

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"There you go." She said putting two tall glasses of cold coke in front of the twins.

"Thanks." They replied slurping their drinks. Hermione grinned and bending down gave Fred an apologetic kiss on the forehead,

"No problem, I'm going to go for a walk for a while. I'll see you guys later." She said. Glancing back to their pile of towels Hermione saw that Bill had left and swam out to join Harry and Ron. So she headed over and pulled a white sarong out of her bag. Knotting it around her waist and slipping on her flip flops she started off along the beach. After wandering along the edge of the surf, Hermione spotted another small kiosk at the top of the sand. Ordering lemonade she took the tall glass and sat down under one of the brightly coloured parasols overlooking the twinkling sea.

"Hermione?" Turning Hermione saw Matt and Ben grinning down on her.

"Hello!" Hermione smiled, "You want to sit down?" She asked, gesturing to the empty chairs around her table. Matt and Ben nodded and joined her.

"So did you have a good time last night?" Ben asked her, his eyes screwed up against the sun. Hermione nodded,

"Yeah it was good. So, what have you been up to today?" She asked, Ben looked over at Matt and started laughing,

"Well, me and the rest of the team have been attempting to teach Ben to surf." Matt said grinning, Ben shrugged,

"I suck." He said bluntly. Hermione grinned remembering Harry's efforts last summer to teach her.

"I'm no good either. Prone to crashes" She admitted chuckling. Matt shook his head,

"Come on maybe we can help you improve, you can't be worse than Ben trust me!" He sniggered. Hermione nodded, and draining her glass she followed them across the sand back to the edge of the sea.

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Hermione and Ben flopped down onto the sand breathlessly laughing hysterically.

"I did warn you I crashed a lot." Hermione gasped, "Do you think Matt will forgive me?" She said grinning. Ben nodded trying to stop laughing,

"I should think so. I think me and you should stick to the sea without boards though." He suggested.

"Deal." Hermione said falling back onto her sarong. She and Ben lay there for a few minutes catching their breath, when he spoke.

"So, those guys you're here with—" He asked her propping himself up with an elbow and looking at her, Hermione faced him,

"Well, Harry and Ron, the two guys my ages are my best friends. Fred and George the twins are Ron's brothers, and Bill, he's Ron's brother too." She finished, Ben smiled,

"So none of them are your boyfriend?" He asked quietly his cheeks colouring slightly, Hermione gulped a fleeting image of Bill's face the moment before Matt had interrupted them last night flashed through her mind, followed by his angry, red face earlier that day. She swallowed,

"No, none of them." She replied with a grin. Ben sat up and cleared his throat.

"Do—do you want to go for a drink tonight? I mean just me and you." He asked her holding her gaze, Hermione smiled.

"Yeah, I'd like that." She answered with a grin. Ben smiled broadly with a sigh of relief.

"Well, shall I come by your villa later?" He asked, Hermione agreed and described the route back from the beach.

"Okay. I'll be there about eight." Ben said, Hermione grinned.

"I better be heading back, they'll be wondering where I got to." She said straightening up and smoothing her sarong. Ben got up too.

"I'll see you later then." He said grinning widely.

"Bye!” Hermione called over her shoulder to him and waving to the rest of the team who were trooping out of the waves dragging boards and looking exhausted. She headed back down the beach. Coming into sight of the towels Hermione saw Ron stretched out on his own. Tiptoeing over she leapt on his back tickling madly. Ron yelled and threw her off, pinning her to the ground. Hermione guffawed and wriggled out of his grip.

"Where have you been?" Ron queried trying to brush the sand off his back.

"Just checking out the beach, I ran into those footballers again." She answered staring around, "Where are the others?"

"Oh, they headed back to the villa, the suns going." Ron said gesturing to the dimming sky. Hermione rolled up her towel and shoved it into her wicker bag along with her cream and sunglasses.

"You ready to go back?" She asked Ron. He nodded and collected his stuff and they began the short walk home.

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Hermione tilted her head to the side, in an attempt to see more of herself in the small mirror on her vanity stand. Sighing in exasperation she gave up and grabbing her wand from a drawer she muttered,

"Reflectiliousa" Pointing it at the back of her door, it transformed into a full length mirror. Hermione examined her outfit, her cream suede skirt and a white top which showed up her already developing tan. Grinning at the tanned skin against the pale fab she she fiddled with her hair, pulling it up away from her face and then giving up she let it fall down around her face and down her back in the natural glossy brunette curls. Her eyes were outlined in smoky eye shadow which highlighted her sun kissed face, and her lips had a translucent gloss smeared over them. Checking her watch and grabbing her small bag, Hermione picked up a pair of suede strappy shoes and exited her room. Wandering into the lounge she sat on the couch and began fastening the tiny buckles on the shoes. Harry and Ron came in from their room and flopped down opposite her,

"So when's he picking you up?" Ron questioned her directly. Both he and Harry were protective of her. Hermione rolled her eyes then looked up,

"Uh, he should be here any minute." She replied with a smile.

"Where's he taking you?" Harry queried.

"For a drink, I'm not sure where." Hermione answered vaguely, "Look, the islands small, if you guys are going out too I'm bound to run into you." Harry and Ron nodded.

"BILL!" Yelled a voice from the twins' rand and the door flew open and Bill dashed out, he was trying not to laugh a broad grin across his face. Catching sight of Hermione his face fell instantly, he caught her eye and feeling a twinge of both anger and hurt Hermione looked away. Ron frowned confusedly looking from one to the other and trying to decipher the tension. He glanced at Harry who shrugged looking puzzled. After a split second of edgy silence, the twins' door opened again and Fred stormed out.

"Bill! How could you do that?" He roared furiously his back to the sofas. Bill started slightly and drew his eyes away from Hermione to look at Fred, he snorted.

"Oh come on Fred, you didn't really think I'd let you get away with that little trick you did to my toothbrush did you?"

"That was a test! You know a prototype for the business Bill! This is just plain evil!" Fred screamed. Ron jumped up from the sofa followed closely by Harry.

"What-?" Ron began and Fred turned, Ron and Harry doubled up in hysterics. Hermione stood up,

"What?" She asked, running round to see Fred's face. His eyebrows had totally disappeared, Hermione snorted with laughter.

"Don't laugh!" Fred bellowed, "I was going to meet those girls tonight!" Bill grinned,

"Oh calm down Fred. Come here I'll fix them." He said calmly trying to look serious, but a smile playing around the corners of his mouth. Fred looked terrified,

"No way, look what happened last time you came near me with a wand!" He yelped gesturing to his bald eyes frantically. Bill shrugged,

"Fine if you want to look like a freak for those girls." Fred stamped furiously,

"Okay! Okay!" He cried, Bill pulled out his wand and was just muttering a spell when there was a knock at the door. Still chuckling Hermione pulled open the door and grinned happily at Ben.
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