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Summer Holiday
Chapter 6. Conclusions

The next few days were tense. The whole group could feel the friction between Hermione and Bill but no one wanted to comment on it. Hermione tried to seem her usual self but her underlying feelings of hurt and confusion plagued her typical upbeat mood. Bill was quieter than usual, abrupt and defensive when anyone asked if he was alright, he spent a lot of time swimming deep out of shore at the beach. Hermione dwelled in the shallow coral areas infested with brightly coloured fish and spent her days under the water admiring the dazzling shoals escaping any awkward unanswerable questions. She avoided Ben, and the entire football team, her uncertainty over her feelings for Bill meant she felt she was misleading and deceiving Ben.
After the third breakfast eaten with forced conversation and a frosty atmosphere between Bill and Hermione, Harry cleared his throat,

"Right. What's going on?" He demanded, staring from Hermione to Bill. Bill had been shooting Hermione intense glances throughout the meal and Hermione had responded by systematically evading his gaze or on the occasion she met his eyes trying to conceal the wounded look within hers. At this point Hermione pulled her eyes away from Bill and frowned.

"What do you mean?" She asked glancing at Harry. Harry snorted frustratedly,

"Oh come on. What is the problem with you and Bill? It's been like this for days!" He exclaimed. Hermione shrugged staying silent. Harry turned to Bill with his eyebrows raised questionably. Bill looked away. At this Ron slammed his hand down on the table.

"For fucks sake! It's spoiling the holiday. We are meant to be having a great time together but with you two avoiding each other the entire groups split. Us four are going out. To the beach, then for pizza. You two stay here and sort out whatever the hell is going on!" He growled angrily. Before Bill could retort Harry and Ron pushed their chairs away from the table and grabbing bags left, slamming the porch door behind them. Fred and George trailed sheepishly behind them. Hermione drained her glass of orange juice and stood to leave, Bill grasped her hand.

"Wait." Hermione pulled her hand away,

"What?" She snapped. Bill stared at her,

"We need to talk. I don't understand what's wrong." He said. Hermione rolled her eyes,

"I can't explain it to you Bill." She replied quietly. Bill stood up and wandered over to the patio doors,

"Come and sit outside and try?" He asked trying to keep his voice neutral but not wholly concealing the trace of plead in his voice. Hermione swallowed and shifted unsurely before nodding and following him out onto the poolside.

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Bill watched her as she sidled across the paved area edging the pool. Dressed in a pair of denim shorts which frayed high on her thigh and a tatty, shrunken tee shirt displaying the Gryffindor Quidditch emblem, Hermione plopped down onto one of the comfy sun loungers and stared out at the glittering ripples in the pools surface. Bill took a seat opposite her.

"Hermione?" He questioned quietly, Hermione didn't answer. "If you don't give me clues on how you're feeling I can't understand." Bill reasoned. Hermione sighed then turned slightly to face him.

"I feel hurt mostly." She replied. Bill held her gaze looking slightly bewildered, and urging her to continue with his eyes. She swallowed slowly and whispered, "When you apologised for kissing me. You said it was mistake, you regretted it. It hurt me because you didn't give me a chance to figure out my feelings, when I had the time I was beginning to think that maybe I would have liked to go back to that first night—" She trailed off her eyes glistening slightly. Bill frowned.

"Hermione. I'm sorry. I didn't mean that to hurt you. I said it because I was feeling confused and kind of shaken up by what I was feeling. When I implied it felt wrong it was only because of the complications and situations that could arise from you and me—" He paused, "I mean you are my little brother's best friend. You've dated him— but I can't help what I'm feeling and now I'm feeling terrible knowing that I made you think angry and upset. Believe me; I thought I was saying what you wanted to hear." Bill looked up and caught Hermione staring at him.

"You mean that?" She asked softly. Bill nodded seriously, and gently took her hand. Hermione smiled slightly.

"So if we could go back to that night?" Bill asked holding her gaze steadily. Hermione blushed slightly and shrugged slightly, a small playing on the sides of her lips,

"Who knows?" She answered grinning slightly. Bill grinned back, squeezing her hand lightly. Hearing the porch door slam the pair got up and headed into the cool shady villa.

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"THREE NIL!" Yelled Fred punching the air and spraying droplets of water around him. Hermione laughed and whooped loudly, clapping her hands and attempting to stay balanced on Harry's shoulders. The group was halfway through a game of water polo Harry, Hermione, Fred were taking on Bill, George and Ron. Harry started a coughing fit and giggling hysterically Hermione fell from his shoulders into the cool water with a splash. Coming up for air and spitting out a mouthful of water she shouted,

"Half time! Lunch!" She swam to the steps and climbed out into the scorching heat her team and opposition both scrambled out after her. Minutes later the six were munching sandwiches sat dripping in their swimming costumes in the sunny kitchen. A knock on the door interrupted the babble of conversation and Hermione put her half eaten cheese sandwich down and stood up. Pulling open the front door she was face to face with Ben.

"Hi." He said smiling at her, Hermione swallowed nervously a flicker of guilt passing through her stomach as she realised she had been avoiding him for about a week without giving any reason.

"Hey." She replied chirpily.

"How've you been?" Ben asked his eyes travelling for a moment over her shoulder to the noisy kitchen in which a loud argument about water polo penalties was occurring. Grinning a little nervously Hermione slid out of the door and shut out the clamour.

"Good. You?" She answered, Ben nodded.

"Yeah good too." A short nervous pause followed then Hermione blurted,

"I'm sorry for being a bit elusive recently. I kind of had things to sort out." Ben nodded grinning.

"You have been pretty hard to track down, it's okay. I just hope I didn't do anything wrong." Hermione shook her head.

"Not at all! I really like you, but I was kind of unsure about my feelings for someone before I met you, and it's still not totally resolved. I don't want to mislead you if I don't really know where I am at the moment. I'm sorry." She sighed, Ben shrugged.

"I understand. Well, I came to stay that me and the team are heading off to the other end of the island for our last night then we fly home. I wanted to give you this." He said holding out a card, with a lopsided grin. Hermione took it, a small Polaroid photo of her and Ben falling into the waves off surfboards. Smiling Hermione turned it over. The date was scrawled over the back and below it an address and phone number.

"Look me up any time you're near." Ben said. Hermione grinned,

"I will. Thank you! This photo is great" I'm sorry things couldn't have been different." She added gazing into the mesmerising aqua pupils again,

"Yeah me too. It was great meeting you though." Ben said smiling. Hermione nodded and reached up to hug the tall footballer. Kissing his cheek lightly and feeling him repeat the action Hermione drew back from the embrace and chuckled sheepishly.

"Oops! I got you all wet." She grinned gesturing to the damp patches her wet skin and bikini had left on his body. Ben laughed waving his hands.

"Never mind. I better get going. Goodbye Hermione." Hermione smiled,

"Goodbye." She replied waving as he headed down the dusty path that led away from the villa.

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"I just don't want to go out drinking again." Hermione explained, "Plus I don't want to tag along while you two meet those girls... uh Zara and Cassandra. I will be fine here, having a night in." She added. Ron shook his head.

"No, you can't do that alone! C'mon come out with us!" He wheedled grinning at her. Hermione giggled and shook her head.

"Actually I'm not really in the mood either. I can stay with you" If I'm not spoiling your alone time!" Bill said grinning. Fred clapped his hands together.

"Sorted! That okay with you ‘Mione?" He asked. Hermione shrugged.

"It's fine." She turned to Bill. "You sure you don't want to go out?" Bill nodded.

"Okay then. We'll be seeing you later!" Ron said,

"Don't wait up!" George added grinning and winking. Hermione laughed and waved as the four walked out of the door into the hot evening air. Bill raked a hand through his hair and smiled at Hermione.

"So, do you fancy going for something to eat? Someplace quiet?" He asked. Hermione considered a moment then nodded.

"Yeah that would be good." She agreed, "I'll go and get dressed, be right back." She sped into her room and fumbled through her wardrobe pulling out a cream dress which clung to her curves and ended just above her knee showing an amount of deeply tanned leg. Directed her wand at her face then hair Hermione charmed a light dusting of makeup and loose shiny curls. Pulling on a pair of shoes she headed back into the lounge. Bill was waiting dressed in black jeans and a pale cream shirt his tanned face showed up brilliantly. Grinning broadly at her his teeth sparkled white and his eyes glittered with a deep blue.

"Ready?" He asked extending his arm to her. Hermione nodded and taking his arm they exited the villa into the moist muggy evening.

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After a relaxed meal in a serene restaurant right on the beach Hermione and Bill sat in a relaxed silence waiting for the bill. Hermione's hand snaked onto Bill's knee beneath the table.

"Thanks for taking me out tonight," She said smiling, "The food was delicious." She added patting her stomach contentedly. Bill grinned his hand covering hers,

"No problem. Maybe we can do it more." He answered a hopeful smile playing at the corners of his mouth. Hermione blushed and looked down at the table cloth.

"Yeah, maybe." She mumbled smiling. The waiter weaved up to the couple's table and dropped a receipt and after dinner chocolates.

"Shall we take a walk?" Bill asked gesturing to the sand and glittering sea. Hermione nodded and let him lead her out into the dusky night. Walking away from the restaurant along the edge of surf, the pair drew slowly closer, Bill's arm resting lightly on Hermione's bronzed shoulders. After wandering idly for fifteen minutes Hermione stopped and flopped down onto the sand, Bill dropping down beside her.

"It is beautiful here. I'm really going to miss it." Hermione said gazing out towards the horizon.

"Me too." Bill agreed. "These last few days, I've got some good memories." He added smiling. Hermione grinned.

"Yeah," She agreed, Bill shifted slightly,

"I'm glad we sorted things out. Tonight was really nice. I love spending time with you ‘Mione." He said quietly. Hermione smiled turning to face him in the sultry dusk.

"I'm glad too." She answered softly. Her deep coffee eyes staring deeply into Bill's deep sapphire pools, at first she just saw content and relaxation then the pupils became darker almost a navy blue a question burning in them. Swallowing Hermione felt Bill's hands cup her face lightly, and in answer to his eyes she closed hers, feeling his hot breath a second before their lips came into contact. The kiss was soft and tentative at first, reminiscent of the encounter at the beginning of the holidays, Bill drew back slowly resting his forehead against Hermione's and studying her face for confirmation. In answer Hermione looped her hands in the nape of his neck and drew his mouth back to hers. The kiss intensified, passion burning, Bill fingered the silky curls of Hermione's glossy chestnut hair, and Hermione ran Bill's tousled hair through her fingers crushing his lips against hers. Shuddering as Bill ran his tongue along her bottom lip and gained access to her mouth. The kiss deepened further, Hermione leant back onto the soft sand pulling Bill forward with her, feeling his frame resting on her she let her hands release his hair and one travel down his back the other snaking beneath his shirt and coming into contact with the smooth, chiselled stomach. Bill gasped against her mouth and Hermione smiled slightly biting softly on his bottom lip she slipped the shirt off, and felt Bill's hands begin to unzip her dress. Not breaking her lips from his she wriggled out of the dress and lay beneath his bare chest in her underwear. Bill pulled back panting slightly, his eyes travelled over Hermione's bronzed skin, barley covered by the dainty black lingerie,

"You're beautiful," He breathed before descending onto her lips again, Hermione's hands travelled up and down his bare back exploring and feeling each muscle, Bill reached behind her back and unclasped her bra dropping it onto the increasing pile of clothing he sighed as his hands explored the unflawed expanse of silkily smooth skin beneath his fingers. Hermione's hands stroked Bill's back then journeyed round to the front of his chest. Her palms splayed across the firm, sun kissed torso, slowly slipping downwards, gradually she unbuttoned the jeans and tugged impatiently as Bill pulled them off. Hermione wriggled and flipped Bill over straddling him in his plain crisp white boxers she continued to kiss him lightly tracing his mouth with her tongue, and grinding her hips against his slowly. Bill's arms locked in the small of Hermione's back keeping her skin in contact with his, feeling Hermione's hands graze his straining erection he released a groan into her mouth. Hermione began to slowly pull back the waistband when a startled shout interrupted them.
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