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Walk on the Beach
I just wanted to say thank you to all the people that have read the first chapter, and yes I will be posting more chapters. This is a w.i.p. for me, so keep reviewing, and I am totally up to suggestions for the story. Please bare with me while the story progresses.
Chapter 2
Walk on the Beach
Draco looked out at the ocean from his bedroom balcony. The sea on the coast of Mexico was a glorious sight, and Draco could not have cared less. Life was not going his way, and he didn’t like it. Ever since his father had gotten out of prison a year ago, Lucius had begun to rethink his priorities. Draco was glad his father had put him and his mother first, and stopped following the psycho Voldemort, but now Lucius wanted Draco to rethink his own behavior. Its not that Draco didn’t like muggle-borns, well really it was but, he didn’t really like anyone. His family was royalty and he acted like the prince he was.
While Lucius was still feared and respected in the wizarding world, he made it a point to follow as many rules as possible to avoid going back to Azkaban. This left Draco at more charity events and social gatherings than he wanted to ever attend in his life, and now he had to choose a bride! Not just any bride, someone who was way beneath him socially and probably intellectually.
Now he was here is Mexico with his parents attempting to put together a list of girls he wanted to marry. He walked back to his desk and looked around at all the crumpled papers lying around. He had started with a list of all the pretty girls, and when he looked back at the list he thought about it, and realized they all bored him silly when they opened their traps to speak. Draco was losing his mind. He needed fresh air.
He walked out of his room and down the stairs and his father met him at the bottom. “Your mother and I wanted to know how your list was going.” Lucius asked his son quizzically.
“It’s going fine.” Draco stated thinking the total opposite, but he wasn’t going to tell his father that.
Not! He thought.
“Well” said Lucius with a smirk, “I thought I would remind you of a nice young lady in your class, Ms. Eloise Midgeon. I hear she is still looking for a fiancé.” Lucius had to contain his laugh as he saw Draco turn pale.
“I will remember that.” Draco told his father, rushing to exit his parents’ sea-side mansion, so he could take a walk on the beach.
He felt like he needed to get lost in the crowd, even if they were muggles, he didn’t feel like going to the wizarding part of Cabo. There were too many people trying to get his attention. As he walked along the beach he saw an extremely familiar head full of bushy brown hair.
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Hermione got into her room to find an owl perched on her window sill. It was Pig, and he had tossed a letter onto the pillows on her bed.
“Oh my God,” Hermione said with a whisper. She couldn’t believe that Ron beat her to the punch. After all those years of not telling her that he liked her he was going to ask her.
Hermione leapt from where she stood onto her bed, and started to read the letter.
Hey ‘Mione,
Did you get your letter yet? I was so shocked when I got mine. Dad says this will help the half-blood and muggle-born witches and wizards to get back into the population.
Mum and Dad think its bloody brilliant. Ginny sent a letter to Harry asking him if he wanted to be a part of the Weasley family. They seem to have a fancy for each other. I am not necessarily happy that my sister fancies my best mate but, since its Harry I think I will survive. Well I guess that leads me to my question…
Hermione got goose bumps, he was about to do it, he was about to ask after all these year of playing cat and mouse. She couldn’t stand the pressure.
How is your search going? I hope you get a really good man to propose to you. Me and Harry expect to meet your fiancé, and approve. Cause we can’t have you going around with some git. I wrote to Alexis Chase. She hangs out with Parvati and Lavender. She’s blonde, has blue eyes, she looks like a model and she is really popular with the boys so I want to give her any reason not to choose me. She’s a half-blood and I think she’s perfect. Best wishes!
-Ron
She couldn’t hold it in.
“You rank bastard,” Hermione said angrily.
Hermione was brought out of her thoughts by a mess of warm sand on her back. “DADDY!” she shouted as she flipped around to see who had kicked sand on her back. Her father had already done this multiple times today.
“I wouldn’t have ever expected to hear you call me Daddy, Granger.” Hermione looked up at a pair of ice blue eyes and a smirk looking down on her. Draco here in Mexico? And she thought her vacation couldn’t get any worse.
Chapter 2
Walk on the Beach
Draco looked out at the ocean from his bedroom balcony. The sea on the coast of Mexico was a glorious sight, and Draco could not have cared less. Life was not going his way, and he didn’t like it. Ever since his father had gotten out of prison a year ago, Lucius had begun to rethink his priorities. Draco was glad his father had put him and his mother first, and stopped following the psycho Voldemort, but now Lucius wanted Draco to rethink his own behavior. Its not that Draco didn’t like muggle-borns, well really it was but, he didn’t really like anyone. His family was royalty and he acted like the prince he was.
While Lucius was still feared and respected in the wizarding world, he made it a point to follow as many rules as possible to avoid going back to Azkaban. This left Draco at more charity events and social gatherings than he wanted to ever attend in his life, and now he had to choose a bride! Not just any bride, someone who was way beneath him socially and probably intellectually.
Now he was here is Mexico with his parents attempting to put together a list of girls he wanted to marry. He walked back to his desk and looked around at all the crumpled papers lying around. He had started with a list of all the pretty girls, and when he looked back at the list he thought about it, and realized they all bored him silly when they opened their traps to speak. Draco was losing his mind. He needed fresh air.
He walked out of his room and down the stairs and his father met him at the bottom. “Your mother and I wanted to know how your list was going.” Lucius asked his son quizzically.
“It’s going fine.” Draco stated thinking the total opposite, but he wasn’t going to tell his father that.
Not! He thought.
“Well” said Lucius with a smirk, “I thought I would remind you of a nice young lady in your class, Ms. Eloise Midgeon. I hear she is still looking for a fiancé.” Lucius had to contain his laugh as he saw Draco turn pale.
“I will remember that.” Draco told his father, rushing to exit his parents’ sea-side mansion, so he could take a walk on the beach.
He felt like he needed to get lost in the crowd, even if they were muggles, he didn’t feel like going to the wizarding part of Cabo. There were too many people trying to get his attention. As he walked along the beach he saw an extremely familiar head full of bushy brown hair.
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Hermione got into her room to find an owl perched on her window sill. It was Pig, and he had tossed a letter onto the pillows on her bed.
“Oh my God,” Hermione said with a whisper. She couldn’t believe that Ron beat her to the punch. After all those years of not telling her that he liked her he was going to ask her.
Hermione leapt from where she stood onto her bed, and started to read the letter.
Hey ‘Mione,
Did you get your letter yet? I was so shocked when I got mine. Dad says this will help the half-blood and muggle-born witches and wizards to get back into the population.
Mum and Dad think its bloody brilliant. Ginny sent a letter to Harry asking him if he wanted to be a part of the Weasley family. They seem to have a fancy for each other. I am not necessarily happy that my sister fancies my best mate but, since its Harry I think I will survive. Well I guess that leads me to my question…
Hermione got goose bumps, he was about to do it, he was about to ask after all these year of playing cat and mouse. She couldn’t stand the pressure.
How is your search going? I hope you get a really good man to propose to you. Me and Harry expect to meet your fiancé, and approve. Cause we can’t have you going around with some git. I wrote to Alexis Chase. She hangs out with Parvati and Lavender. She’s blonde, has blue eyes, she looks like a model and she is really popular with the boys so I want to give her any reason not to choose me. She’s a half-blood and I think she’s perfect. Best wishes!
-Ron
She couldn’t hold it in.
“You rank bastard,” Hermione said angrily.
Hermione was brought out of her thoughts by a mess of warm sand on her back. “DADDY!” she shouted as she flipped around to see who had kicked sand on her back. Her father had already done this multiple times today.
“I wouldn’t have ever expected to hear you call me Daddy, Granger.” Hermione looked up at a pair of ice blue eyes and a smirk looking down on her. Draco here in Mexico? And she thought her vacation couldn’t get any worse.