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And They Didn\'t Live Happily Ever After	By : ElizabethStump Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Snape/Hermione Views: 90306 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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“And They Didn't Live Happily Ever After”

Chapter Seventy-Two
“Friends, Food, and Flirtation”

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Severus and Draco were waiting in the hotel lobby for Ginny to come downstairs The invitation to the luau said it would start at four o'clock, and it was already four-fifteen.

Draco's foot tapped impatiently while he muttered under his breath about Ginny planning her time better.

Even Severus did not want to show up late. It would not make a good impression to arrive late for introductions before the festivities began.

Ginny had to dig out all her belly dancing wear from the bottom of her own handbag that had been enlarged with an Extension Charm, plus find her music box that had all her belly dancing music on it. Then there was the decision of what to wear – the green or the red-orange-gold outfit? Or should she wear the peach-colored outfit? Maybe the blue one? Turkish-style belt or Egyptian-style? What finger cymbals did she want to use – her large ones or the smaller ones with the higher pitch? And then what caftan to wear as a cover-up until it was time to dance? At least all her scarves were easy to find and none of the silk had torn in transit, which she worried about despite her very careful packing.

Justina had already taken off for the luau, saying she had to get there early to help set up and get dressed, since she was dancing with the hula teachers at the beginning of the evening.

Draco was about to run upstairs and drag Ginny out, ready or not, when she finally emerged from their room and descended the stairs. Severus could hear her long before he saw her, with her costume sewn with rows of coins. Not that Severus could see them, as she was already wearing her caftan over her outfit. She had her long silk scarf wrapped around her neck to place it somewhere until it was time to dance.

She was wearing some bejeweled sandals and heavy make-up around the eyes, accenting them with lots of eye shadow, kohl, and mascara. When Draco asked why she needed more sandals if she already had the ones she was currently wearing, she explained that they were for her costume.

"But you dance barefoot. I don't see why you can't wear them besides when you dress up?" he lamented.

Ginny shook her head as they headed off to the community center, the wizards hoping they wouldn't be perceived as rude for showing up late.

They arrived at the large outdoor center, its sides open to the cool evening breeze. There was a large stage at one end and a communal kitchen towards the back. The tables were full of food, but hardly anyone was there.

"Did we miss it?" Draco asked, holding Ginny's music box that he’d carried from the hotel.

Someone who was placing some rice balls along the table, trying to find an available spot among the other dishes that packed the long buffet, just looked at Draco and laughed.

"The invitation did say four o'clock," Severus said, aloud.

The old wizard who had brought the rice balls came over, laughing to himself. "You must be the new folk. You're on Hawaiian time, haole. When they say four, they mean it might start by five, but will probably really get going at six. Aloha and welcome to Malu Palekaiko."

The old wizard wandered off snickering to himself, leaving the three alone amid the empty community center.

"I told you," Ginny hissed with irritation. "But would you two listen to me? Noooo. Justina even told me not to rush. But you two–"

Draco didn't want to hear her harping on, so he grabbed her and kissed her firmly. Ginny initially protested, but she eventually relented.

"Better now?" Draco asked.

Ginny gave him a satisfied smile, before her eyes went wide and she gasped, "My lipstick!" before running off to the toilet to fix it, rummaging around in her caftan pocket for her tube of lipstick and her wand to remove the smudges.

"Better early than late," Draco mused allowed.

Even though Severus agreed with Draco, he did feel a little foolish. Even the Muggle tourism books warned about the lax punctuality of the local population, but being from England and conducting classes for all those years at Hogwarts where every minute of class time was precious and filled with instruction, Severus was still a slave to the clock. It would take some time to get used to this new attitude regarding time and punctuality – or lack thereof.

At last, people began filing into the community center, bringing their instruments, dragging along children, many of them dressed in little ti-leaf skirts or muumuus for the big Christmas recital and show. The adults began introducing themselves to the newcomers, having heard through the grapevine about the three who were just granted sanctuary.

Eventually Halulu showed up and told Draco where to put Ginny's music box. But before she went to begin coordination of all her dancers for the evening ahead, she presented Ginny with a lei of purple and white orchid flowers. Following the more formal tradition, Halulu held it aloft about mid-chest and allowed Ginny to take it from her and place it on herself, followed by a kiss on the younger witch's cheek.

Draco was also quickly thereafter greeted by Gary, who presented him a lei of white orchids and white double Arabian jasmine flowers, a palette of white to match the wizard's pale features in the same manner. The blond wizard had to bend down a little to receive his kiss from Gary.

Mounga greeted Severus with another great hug and clap on the back, but without the same bone-crushing quality to it. Rainbow was standing next to her husband, holding the lei for him while he greeted the Potions master. Severus was presented with a double twist lei of white and green orchids and kissed upon the cheek by the wizard who knew his secrets. Rainbow also greeted Severus and gave him a kiss.

"I helped make your lei, Mr. Snape," piped up one child next to Mounga, holding her father's hand and smiling up at him expectantly.

"Well, thank you. It's very pretty," he told her. This child had helped in making him feel welcome, and it stirred something in Severus.

As a Potions master at Hogwarts, and Head of Slytherin House, Severus was used to the prejudices of the other children against his House. Even Ron Weasley had made the blanket statement that only bad wizards came from Slytherin. And his reputation as a hard task master and demanding instructor often preceded him, so children had already formed their own opinions about him before first seeing him at the head table during the Welcoming Feast. Those attitudes were usually either hostile, disrespectful, or full of fear, as in Longbottom's case. This small child held no preconceived notions of him and treated him respectfully and with a little kindness.

Severus was introduced to Mounga and Rainbow's children. The oldest was a witch, Akela, who was fifteen; she looked very much like her mother, and was almost just as tall. Rainbow was nearly Severus' height, it was surprising to see a young witch who was almost eye to eye with him. She greeted him with a handshake, and he could have sworn she was blushing.

Their second child was Iakona, the twelve-year-old wizard in need of some Potions tutoring. The boy was looking a bit shy, but stuck his hand out and said, while looking Severus in the eye, "It's a pleasure to meet you, sir."

The third and youngest of their children, the one who’d helped make Severus' lei, was Kaimi, who was eight. Upon Severus learning her child’s name, Rainbow muttered to her husband as an aside, "I still can't believe you named our child after a Quidditch position."

"Kaimi means 'The Seeker'," the young witch volunteered. "Do you like Quidditch, Mr. Snape? It's my favorite sport, more than swimming!"

Severus smiled at this child and spoke to her with the same respect she had shown him. he said, "I love Quidditch. I even used to referee on occasion at Hogwarts, the school I taught at."

"Really?" Kaimi beamed brightly. She turned to her father and said, "I really like him, Papa. He's even nicer than you said he was." She then found her attention drawn to a gaggle of her friends of the same age and then ran off to play with them, before they would have to line up in groups to dance.

The two other children went off to join their own friends, and Severus was left standing with the parents.

"You have a lovely family," Severus said a little wistfully.

Rainbow grasped Severus’ hand and thanked him for his compliment.

Standing next to each other with no one listening in, Mounga said to Severus quietly, just enough so that only Severus could hear, "Perhaps if that witch of yours sees you again, you can have a family just as wonderful as mine. It just takes lots of love, Sev. Remember that love is the most powerful thing in the universe."

Severus' heart stopped for a moment in his chest. That last sentence was the same exact words his vision of Albus had said to him as Severus fought his growing affections for Hermione; Severus never made mention of that sentiment during his recent interrogation.

"Did you ever have a chance to meet Albus Dumbledore, Mounga?" Severus asked, just to be sure.

"No, but it sounds like he was a pretty cool dude who knew what he was talking about, even if he did try to wipe all memory of Hawaii from everyone in Great Britain." Mounga patted Severus on the back before excusing himself to go talk with some other friends.

News of Severus being a Potions master had spread, no doubt from Rainbow's lips since Mounga was less likely to gossip, as he was bound to hold Severus' secrets confidential. The two other Potions masters on the island introduced themselves and they began an animated discussion about their favorite subject, asking what Severus did before arriving to the island. Learning that he had taught at Hogwarts for so many years and had experience in commercial manufacturing, research, and development, led to a promise to meet next week to talk shop some more.

Ginny and Draco were swarmed by others, fascinated by Draco working in advertising and marketing, since that seemed such a Muggle pursuit. However, given the heavy Muggle influence in the community, as many of the other sanctuary-seekers over the years tended to be predominantly Muggle-borns, it was not looked down upon.

As Severus was talking to one witch who inquired about Potions tutoring, a small child, approximately five years old, came up and yanked on the edge of his shirt.

Looking down at the moppet, he was met with a pair of honest dark brown eyes and a head of straight black hair.

"Are you an albino?" the child asked curiously.

Severus was flummoxed by this child's question, and before he could formulate a diplomatic response amid the crowd of people – trying not to snarl at the urchin for posing such a rude question – a witch ran over and apologized profusely, grabbing her child by the hand to lead him away.

"I am so sorry. Miguel, you apologize to the man immediately," she lightly chastised her son.

"But Mama, he's so white. I read about albino animals and you said it was because they didn't have any pigment in their skin," Miguel protested, unaware of the social faux pas he committed.

"Well, that wasn't a very nice way to ask him if you were curious," she told him. "Besides, if he was really albino, his hair would be white like his skin. He has black hair, see?"

"I'm sorry," the small boy apologized to Severus, sniffling as he buried his head against his mother's skirt, ashamed. Then spotting Draco, he pointed at him and said, "Then will you ask that wizard if he's albino?"

Severus suddenly found humor in the child's question and began to laugh against his better judgment. He could just imagine how Draco would react to some random brat asking if he was an albino, and Ginny bursting into fits of laughter.

"Hi, I'm Maria," the mother of the socially awkward child introduced herself as she extended her hand. Her accent sounded like she spoke Spanish, but it had a South American flavor to it that he had trouble placing.

"Severus," he replied, and shook her hand.

"I know. Well, I guess I'll be seeing you around," Maria said.

As she left, he could have sworn she was almost batting her eyes at him, as she guided her child over to meet Draco and Ginny. Hopefully they would make a smoother introduction than the one he had just experienced.

The buffet line finally opened and everyone herded over to sample a little bit of everything people had brought to the potluck. The food was as diverse as the town's population. There was chicken satay from Thailand, Japanese rice balls, American southern fried chicken, and a spicy Ethiopian vegetable dish with okra, potatoes, onions, garlic, ginger and pepper sauce. There was also Peruvian Papa a la Huancaina, bowls heaping with chop suey or glass noodles mixed with sesame oil and finely sliced vegetables, Russian pierogies, meat and vegetarian Indian dishes, Mexican pork and beef tamales, stuffed chilies smothered in a mole sauce, German sauerkraut with smoked Hanover sausage, and Italian veal stew. And then there was the seafood! Fish and shellfish of every type locally caught, prepared with teriyaki sauce, soy sauce, chili sauce, lemon sauce, garlic sauce, and tomato sauce. The fish was grilled, baked, fried, poached, sautéed, cured, and sliced raw as sashimi with pickled ginger and freshly grated wasabi on the side.

And then there were nearly a dozen different versions of macaroni salad, as well as the ubiquitous poi. The gray-purple goo, made from taro root, looked as appetizing as wallpaper paste, and the Muggle tourism books warned that to some it tasted the same as well. The books said that poi was a “local delicacy” that was a bit of an acquired taste.

Severus had a hard time choosing. He tried to get the equivalent of one small bite of each appetizing dish, but considering the copious number of dishes, even he wound up with a heaping pile of food he knew he would have trouble finishing that night.

While standing in the buffet line, as he selected from the various dishes, a Chinese witch stood next to Severus and began chatting excitedly in Mandarin with another Chinese witch on the other wise of the buffet table.

"So this wizard next to me is a Potions master," said one witch with a slightly weathered face, wearing a bright red silk jacket with a Mandarin collar.

"Really? Do you think he takes commissions? Arnold won't take it since he knows my husband, and he's such a blabbermouth," said her friend, who was wearing a floor-length pale olive green cheongsam and was about the same age.

Severus listened in, since he spoke, read, and wrote Chinese, classical and vernacular – the latter similar to Mandarin. He let them continue on with their conversation, pretending he didn't understand them.

"Couldn't hurt to ask," the witch in red urged her friend.

"Yes, but would he brew a vial of Iron Mountain of Marital Happiness for Bao?"

Severus secretly smiled to himself, listening to these two wonder if he could brew a potion for the witch in the green dress to improve her husband’s virility.

Speaking in vernacular Chinese, Severus piped up, "Of course I can take commissions, but I need to purchase some new Potions equipment first. I have recently developed a Potion just as potent with a duration of up to three hours, or as mild as two, whereas the Iron Mountain of Marital Happiness only lasts for a little over one hour. If three hours is too long, I can always brew the–"

Severus was familiar with the Chinese virility potion as he had used it as a reference, along with the Beam of the Red Oak potion, for creating the potion now sold under the name "Sequoia" at The Sirens' Secrets.

The two witches’ mouths initially hung open in shock that he could not only speak Chinese, but had heard their entire conversation. Upon hearing Severus boast about a potion with more than twice the duration of the Iron Mountain of Marital Happiness potion, they cut him off when he considered brewing the shorter-duration potion.

The witch in the green dress excitedly said, "No! No, three hours would be wonderful! Please let us know when you can make some! Please, any price."

Between this request and the requests for Potions tutoring, Severus began reconsidering them as a source of income, should the small fortune he earned working for Miss Brown be tied up for an undetermined about of time. He would think more on this later; for now, there was food to consume.

At the end of the buffet line was a huge pig that had been slowly cooked in a pit for at least twelve hours. There were wizards at the end carving it up and placing the tender cooked meat on plates as people passed. It wasn't so much as carving the meat – it was shredding it, since the pig had been cooked until the meat was falling apart.

As Severus received his own portion of luau pig, he was told desserts were going to be laid out later. Severus was going to be stuffed; he didn't think he would have room for any sweets.

Joining Ginny and Draco at the communal-style picnic benches that would be easily transformed into forward-facing seating later on, he noticed Ginny had little food on her plate, then remembered she would be dancing in the show.

As they ate, people continued to come over and introduce themselves to the three. Some of them spotted a little bit of their own contribution to the potluck, asking the newcomers if they liked their dish.

In the middle of working down the heaping pile of food, the lights dimmed towards the front of the pavilion and spotlights were focused on the stage. A group of middle-aged women, including Justina, took the stage and began a slow hula, dancing along to the witches and wizards on the side of the stage playing guitars, ukuleles, mandolins, a didgeridoo, a piano, and various native percussive instruments and drums.

Ginny watched with rapt attention, noting the similarities and differences to her own belly dancing style she knew. Severus admired the graceful movements and slow purpose to each placement of their hands, the gentle sweep of an arm, the turn of the head, movement of hips, and position of the feet. At the end of each dance, there was applause. After two dances, the troupe of witches left the stage to make room for the next dance group. There were lots of performers, and Severus noted that it looked like half the crowd would be performing on stage whether singing, dancing, or playing music.

The next group were the keiki, or the young children's group. A string of little witches, all between the ages of three and five, walked on stage, all holding hands. As they began to dance their hula – some showing a natural talent more than others, some turning in the wrong direction before correcting themselves once they noticed – there was a collective murmur and cooing from the audience. The children were quite adorable as they performed on stage, doing their best to make their parents proud.

Glancing over at Ginny, Severus noticed how her eyes were glowing, as she was pointing to Draco to notice one small little witch who seemed to show a little more sass and confidence than the rest. Ginny looked smitten, like she was going to ask Draco if he could pick one out for her, like a kitten from the litter.

Severus could tell that Ginny would be going off contraceptive potions before their first wedding anniversary, and by the way that Draco seemed to be gazing at the little witches with the same adoration, he didn't think it would take any convincing for Draco to agree.

The keiki were doing a Christmas hula, placing their hands above their heads like antlers, with the singer to the side singing about Santa and his reindeer. Their second hula was a story about giving and getting presents, and Christmas wishes, where the boys joined the girls on stage, dancing the more masculine style of hula.

Once done, the next succession of groups came up and took turns doing two songs before leaving the stage, each troupe rising in age, in different brackets. There were a few boys-only hula troupes. There wasn't a lot of children, since the island didn't have a population of more than five-thousand, but it seemed that nearly most of the children were involved in some form of the Hawaiian performing arts. Kaimi performed with the six- to eight-year-old group, and Akela with the fourteen- to seventeen-year-old group. Iakona was one of the musicians who rotated in and played guitar while his older sister danced.

Before the adult women's groups came on, Halulu signaled to Ginny that it was time.

"Wish me luck," she nervously whispered before walking over to the corner of the stage.

Halulu put her wand to her throat and cast the Sonorus Charm. "Aloha, everyone!"

Everyone chanted Aloha back.

"Let's have a round of applause for all our children's groups and our hula teachers who started out the program tonight."

There was a round of applause that eventually died down.

"As most of you know, we have three new additions to our community. Severus, Draco and Ginny. Why don't you stand so everyone can see you," Halulu urged them.

Severus and Draco stood, gazing about as all eyes turned to them.

"Let's all give them a warm Aloha!"

The crowd loudly chanted a hearty "ALOHA!"

Severus and Draco knew the call-and-response protocol, and said back as best as they could muster, "Aloha" before promptly sitting back down, hoping to never be the center of attention quite like that ever again. Severus could address three-hundred students at Hogwarts without batting an eye, but this was far different.

Halulu continued with her introduction. "Now I personally interviewed Ginny here when she asked us for sanctuary. And she has agreed to let me share with you that she does Middle Eastern belly dancing. I have asked her to perform tonight and she has agreed, so let's welcome Ginny to the stage."

There was applause and murmurs of excitement now that Ginny had taken off her caftan. She was wearing her red, orange, and gold-colored outfit. Her red bra was covered with intricate beadwork of the three colors, a couple rows of coins, and fringe in orange and gold that hung freely down from the band of her bra, brushing the edges of her rib cage as she walked.

Her belt was adorned in the same pattern of beadwork, coin, and fringe. Ginny's skirt, which came down to the floor, was a custom dye pattern of red at the top blending to orange in the middle and golden yellow at the bottom. She had her silk scarf – dyed in the same red, orange, and yellow color-bleeding pattern – floating free behind her. She decided at the last minute to ditch the finger cymbals, leaving them on the table with Draco, and just dance with her scarf.

She was shapely with a full bust and a long fall of red hair. Ginny looked like a fire-made human.

Striking a pose, the nervous dancer signaled to Halulu to begin her pre-selected music.

There was a swell of violins, the plucking of an oud, and the sweet call of a wooden flute holding a sustained note in the air for a long introduction before the melody began.

Ginny began by swirling her silk scarf around, its light gossamer fabric floating without the aid of magic. Her arms moved with a serpentine grace, and she controlled the direction and movement of her scarf as if dancing with a lover.

She held it in front of her, as a partition between her and the audience, lowering it slowly, revealing her chest and stomach more and more as she began to undulate her hips and stomach muscles with precision, her shoulders and bust slowly rotating and swirling in time to the music.

Severus had never thought of Ginny in a sexual manner, even though he was fully aware of her and Draco having a very satisfying sex life, but until that moment, he had never seen the sensual side of Ginny that she was expressing on the stage, her eyes glancing about with long sultry stares. He had viewed Ginny like an adopted daughter or a favorite niece, but he could certainly understand the temptation of a witch like that and could not deny he found her quite alluring at that moment. Now Severus knew why Draco got that far-away look in his eyes when he would tell him that Ginny had recently danced for him.

As the intro ended, the keyboard and drums picked up and the beat quickened. Ginny twirled her scarf behind her and held it behind her, draped behind her back. She began to shimmy her hips and move her chest, making it rise and fall in sharp movements, moving her rib cage independently from her stomach and hips.

In the middle of the song was the short drum solo in which Ginny shook her hips up and down, back and forth, making her stomach roll like waves on an ocean, alternating with her chest and shoulders, and sometimes moving them at the same time. It required a lot of coordination and practice, and Ginny had been dancing for ten years. Her experience showed, and she was a mesmerizing vision to behold. There were a few shouts from the men in the audience in appreciation of Ginny's dancing abilities.

As the dance came to a close, she twirled faster and faster until striking the final pose with the final beat of the song.

The whole community center erupted in raucous and jubilant applause, most standing and clapping, many of the men whistling, a few sending sparks shooting out of the ends of their wands and into the air where tiki torches floated above.

Severus leaned over and said quietly to Draco, "You are a very lucky wizard indeed."

Draco beamed with pride, smiling to himself, and said, "I know."

Ginny bowed, her hands in front of her with her palms pressed together, and nodded in gratitude of their applause before she exited the stage. There were a great many sounds of disappointment from the audience that Ginny wasn't going to perform a second song, until Halulu told the crowd that at the next community show, Ginny would perform two songs like the rest of the groups. Halulu reminded them that Ginny had traveled a great deal recently, and that they should not over-exhaust her on her first week there.

A group of young witches ran up to Ginny and began excitedly asking the new belly dancing star about her dancing style and if she taught.

"You have to dance as Pele at the Summer Pele Festival!" one young witch gushed.

Ginny put her caftan back on, answering questions, but then suggested that the girls talk to her later since she didn't want to miss the adult women's performances.

The women's group came on, and they danced with precision and grace. There was one group who danced Tahitian-style with the quick swirling and twist of the hips, in time to fast drums and percussive beats played on gourd drums and wooden logs carved to create a certain sound. Some of the moves were similar to Ginny's dancing.

The men's group came out and danced their hula as well, knees moving together and apart, arms strong and forceful in their movements. Severus nudged Draco's arm and jutted his chin in the direction of the shirtless men dancing on stage, silently asking Draco if he would take up hula. The pale blond wizard gave him a look that said it was not bloody likely.

Once the men finished there was one more request for applause for all of the dancers who had performed tonight. Then they announced that dessert was now served at the other end of the pavilion.

Severus was still stuffed to the gills, but he did have a cup of Kona coffee. As a young couple was talking to Severus, Akela, Mounga and Rainbow's oldest daughter, came up with a small plate with a dainty coconut tartlet on it.

"I made these for the luau," Akela said demurely. She was glancing down, but looking up through her lashes at Severus in a shy yet flirtatious manner. "I was hoping you would try one."

Severus graciously accepted her offer and took the plate, taking a bite out of courtesy so as not to hurt the young girl's feelings, despite feeling overly full from dinner. It was very good and he gave her his honest opinion that it was delicious. She smiled sweetly at him before running off, obviously smitten.

Draco sidled up next to his mentor and with a sotto voce voice said, "They have a term for that in the States. It's called 'jail bait.'"

Severus fixed him with a furious glare and growled under his breath, "Don't even joke about that. Not ever."

The former older gigolo had bedded many a young witch who had reached the age of consent, straight from the halls of Hogwarts. They had wished to have their first time with someone who would be gentle and knew what they were doing, versus the boys their age who were selfish, impatient and clueless as to what to do with a woman's body. He had taken enough maidenheads, and that chapter of his life was now closed and over with.

It was a long evening of food, meeting new people, song, and dance. Severus couldn't wait to get back to the hotel and fall into his bed, as he was finally starting to synchronize with the new time zone.

Draco and Ginny stayed behind and chatted with people, while Severus excused himself by explaining he was still suffering from Portkey lag.

Back at the hotel, lying nude upon the bed, Severus imagined Hermione dancing the hula for him. He envisioned the slow graceful movement of her arms, the movement of her hips in time to a softly strumming guitar.

His hand reached down and began to stroke his own flesh, his body missing Hermione and the release and comfort that she brought him. As Severus’ eyes slowly closed, he envisioned her in a simple ti-leaf skirt, topless, her hair falling down her back and along the tops of her breasts, moving in time to songs Severus still had echoing in his mind from earlier in the evening. He could almost imagine her there in bed with him, a garland of orchids in her hair, her breasts swaying and bouncing as she rode him, telling him that she loved him.

Severus came with a strangled gasp, as he realized he had forgotten to put up a Silencing Charm; he remained as quiet as possible. The sticky semen was splashed across his stomach, clinging to the black hairs that trailed from his chest to his pubic region.

This was going to be hard. From an active sex life to a non-existent one once again.

He hoped it wouldn't be too long before Hermione cleared his name and finished her Potions apprenticeship. Not only did his body miss her, but his heart as well.

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A/N: Please give some praise towards my betas for this chapter: JuneW and Hope. All my betas are wonderful unsung heroes that deserve some of the praise you people give to me in your reviews. Betas make fanfic a much better experience for you readers.

Haole (howl-lee) is a Hawaiian word for “stranger” that is now used as a term for tourist or white Caucasians. Often used in a not very complimentary manner.

Ti-leaf skirts are made of large green leaves from the ti (tee) plant. The skirt is often called a “grass” skirt but it is not made of grass; the ti leaves can be finely shredded so that the skirt looks like grass.
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