Sorry I didn't put in too much detail about the break-up with Cho. I did that on purpose to get the story moving along, but you'll find out more later on in the story. But until then, here's more!
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The ship set sail with a low rumble deep in the engine, marking the starting point of the trio's vacation of a lifetime. Mostly everyone on the one and a half thousand passenger ship remained asleep in the early hours of the journey. Harry, Ron, and Hermione each had a suite, to themselves. There was a huge living room, complete with two sofas, a coffee table, a bookcase, and a muggle television. Off to the side somewhere was a small dining area, just big enough to fit a table and chairs, and a couple counter spaces with appliances for making drinks or any quick food. There was a decent-sized bathroom with a jetted tub, and a side balcony overlooking the sleek ocean. The bedroom had its own walk-out garden, which also linked the trio to each other with the shared balcony-garden.
This was the life. The bedroom was possibly the most relaxing of places in the suite. The beds were king-sized with feather down-comforters and one ceiling-high post on each of the corners to give it an added boost of sophistication. Each of their suites was a bit different in the layout in order for the three of them to share a balcony-garden on the deck.
Harry rolled over in his bed onto his stomach and looked out the window of his bedroom. He saw the garden out through the double glass doors and also noticed that the sun was now up. He raised his head up off the pillow a bit and squinted at the bright sunlight radiating throughout his large room. His eyes still felt quite tired but that soon changed when he saw someone step out into the garden. It was Hermione.
She was leaning against the railing and looking out onto the water. The deck, or level they were on was called the Horizon deck; and for good reason. They were the lowest deck that had a balcony over-looking the ocean, with at least five more decks above them. Most of the space of the upper decks was the recreation and dining areas.
Harry sat up in his bed with the blankets still covering his legs. He watched contently as Hermione's glossy sienna hair lightly coasted through the light breeze. She had her arms folded on the metal railing and the sun showed off each delicate highlight in her hair. Harry seemed to think she was sifting through her thoughts as she just stood there, calm as could be. He was also surprised Ron wasn't out there yet.
Letting out a light sigh, Harry crawled out from under his light blankets and went into the bathroom to get ready for his first day of adventure at sea. He ran his fingers through his hair, trying desperately to tame it, but it was no use. After a few moments of being satisfied with his appearance, Harry looked around the white and green marble bathroom for anything out of the ordinary. Sure enough, Harry noticed a basket in the corner labeled: laundry. He rolled his eyes in a happy way, thinking how interesting it would be to do his laundry the muggle way; if he chooses to do so, that is.
One last look in the mirror and Harry walked out to his bedroom, placing a hand on the sliding glass door. He stood there for a minute. Hermione was still standing in her same stance. A second later, he slid the door back and shut it quietly behind him. Hermione didn't notice anything.
Harry crept quietly along the deck and placed his hands softly on Hermione's shoulders and slid them halfway down her arms.
"Finally decided to get up, I see," Hermione commented, knowing who it was without turning around.
Harry smiled and rested his chin on her shoulders, stretching out his arms to grasp the railing on each side of her. "How long have you been out here," Harry asked soothingly, taking in the scenery.
Hermione shifted her weight into her other leg and took in a cleansing breath before letting it out again. "Oh, not long really. About a half hour I suppose," she finished, smiling to herself.
Harry was still leaning up against her but moved to her left and occupied his own piece of railing. Casually he rested his arms across it and felt the cool pacific breeze whirl around him. His eyes were closed, but if they weren't, he would see how Hermione was observing him.
His eyes snapped back open and he looked at Hermione, turning around to lean his back against the railing casually. "So how are you doing today? Feeling better about the Peter thing?" he asked.
Hermione turned her head to face him and smiled. "Yes Harry. It's just an amazing feeling being here with my two best friends and no one else to bother us."
"Sure is," Harry replied in almost a dazed whisper.
Hermione smiled. "Ron should be out any minute. I talked to him before you came out here and he said he would unpack his things into his closet and be right out."
Harry nodded. "Well that's fine. Is there anything you needed to talk about before we kick this vacation into full gear? I mean, I don't want you to feel uncomfortable doing things if you just want some time to yourself," Harry said in a sincere tone.
"Harry, I really appreciate that. But don't be silly! This is our vacation. How long have we waited for this?" she asked.
Harry thought about it for a minute. "Too long," he answered back. Hermione nodded to agree with him.
"That's right," she said defiantly. Then she inched closer to him and put a flat hand on his chest. "Really, I'm fine Harry. I'm here to have fun with my two best friends," she said in a soothing tone. Harry put his hand on hers while it was still on his chest and gave it a gentle squeeze.
"I just want you to have fun."
Hermione smiled and reached up to give him a kiss on the cheek while she wrapped her arms around his neck. "You're a wonderful friend, Harry. Ron is too. I don't know what I would do without you guys."
Harry chuckled and pulled back to look at her. "You'd probably have a lower blood pressure, not having to put up with our shenanigans."
Hermione laughed into his chest and slapped him playfully in the arm as she pulled away. "I'm going to go get some things out of my room, then I'll be back out."
Harry nodded and smiled at her as she trailed her hand across his chest. Harry followed her arm with his until their fingers met when she walked away.
Just then Ron came out. "Hey, Harry! Where's Hermione?" Ron asked. Harry turned around and looked at Ron.
"She went into her room to get a few things. Have a nice nap?" he asked.
Ron smiled. "You know, I think that was the best nap I've every had in my entire life!"
The two had a laugh and continued to chatter about the incredible suites they each had. Hermione came back out with her small backpack in her hands, fumbling around in it as she walked toward them. She pulled out a map of the ship and had a seat at the umbrella-shaded glass table. The map fell open nicely and Hermione flattened the folded parts with her hand. Harry and Ron had a seat at the table as well.
"So, what should we do first?" Ron asked Hermione as she studied every detail. She looked up and smiled.
"Isn't it obvious?" she asked with a sly grin.