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Summary: An exciting summer, in a different place, the chance of a lifetime. Love, romance, and happiness…what more could a girl ask for? Besides the fact that I keep running into none other than, Draco Malfoy. This is supposed to be my summer of romance and he isn't helping any…or is he?
Summer Abroad: Carpe Diem
Chapter Two: Surprises
Waking up, I momentarily wondered where I was. It only took me a couple of seconds to remember I was in great ol' Ireland! Throwing the blankets off of me I hopped out of the bed, slid on my slippers, and walked out of my room, not realizing someone had turned the telle-vision off. Tymora's door was wide open, but she was still sleeping. It was a rather funny sight; half of her was off the bed, slightly reminding me of the twins. Those two could sleep through and on anything.
I chuckled softly before walking down the stairs and wondering around for a bit, looking at things I had just glazed over the other day. I had seen the game room, but never really looked at what games there were. Though, there was already an occupant in the game room, I still entered, a warm smile on my face. "Morning, Devon."
"Gin," he said simply with a curt nod. Not really what I expected, but a boy's response none the less. "Early riser too?" I wasn't sure if he was talking to me at first, but I was the only other person in the room.
"Yeah, being at Hogwarts really mucks up my sleeping time," I replied, watching him hit a ball with a stick on a table with a green surface. If this was a game, I didn't get the point, but it looked quite boring, really. "I'm guessing Tymora isn't, right?"
Devon nodded his head, "She'll sleep in until about 12 bells, usually, and if she's out late maybe sometime late in the afternoon." He looked away from the table and up at me, "Do you want to play?"
"Eh? I'd like to, but I don't know how…" I trailed off, breaking the eye contact by looking down at the table. His eyes were amazing; the shade of green was really indescribable.
"It's quite simple, the game is called Pool, and you just shoot these here balls into the holes," he shrugged. Well, it sounded easy, so I grabbed a stick and tried hitting the ball, only to be told I was doing it all wrong.
Devon laughed at me as he walked towards me and showed me how to hold the stick between your fingers properly. So, maybe it did make it easier, but I would have figured that out on my own at some time. Just as I was about to shoot the ball I saw Nicolette walking into the kitchen, "Good Morning, mum." Devon said, smiling at his mother who asked what we would like for breakfast.
I shrugged, and Devon told her pancakes. Apparently he had a liking for them and I nodded my head, agreeing. If Nicolette's pancakes were as good as dinner, then I'd eat anything she cooked. Devon and I played a game of pool, which resulted in me winning and him losing. However, I guess I didn't really win as he says. He knocked in the black eight ball and claims that though he did lose, but I didn't win. The game will never cease to confuse me because I still think I won.
Tymora came down a little later, as soon as the smell of food was floating through the air. We all sat and ate breakfast, with the exception of Mr. Leahy as he had already left for work. "Ginny, my friend Skye phoned in and said a bunch of people were going to meet up and go to this club for teens tonight, if you want to come."
"A club for teens?" Nicolette asked, before I could even respond to Tymora. "Where is this at exactly? What people will be there?"
"Muuum!" Tymora whined, "Not this again…we'll be alright, I promise. You can even send Devon to follow us if you're that worried." Her mom sighed but in the end said they could go, as long as Devon went with them. He shrugged his shoulders, "so how about it Ginny?"
I nodded my head, "Sounds like fun." Honestly, I was already beginning to get nervous. What was I to wear? I bet the clothes I have aren't going to be as fashionable as anyone else's. This was going to be my first outing in Ireland and already I'd make a fool of myself. I don't even know how to dance!
After we ate and cleared the table, Tymora asked me if I had any idea of what I should wear and if I had ever drank before.
"Well…sure I've had sips of things but I've never had enough to come remotely close to being drunk," I said with a shrug, though not embarrassed by the fact that I didn't drink. Tymora just nodded her head, "as for clothes? I have no clue. I might as well just throw on some slacks and a shirt, it's probably the best I have."
Tymora smiled at me before pulling me off of my own bed and into her room, "You can borrow some of my clothes, until I can take you shopping, my treat. Anything you want, just not the black tank top or those black shoes because I'm wearing them tonight, other then that…go crazy." She said before grabbing a towel off of her bed and heading towards the bathroom.
Walking to her closet I browsed through it, not even knowing what color to start from. Her closet was well organized; color coded so if you knew what color you wanted, it'd be easy to find something. White…black…green….red? Ah…would clash with my hair…blue? Blue could work. My train of thought, as you see is a bit odd at sometimes but you will have to deal with it.
After a while of just standing in her closet, looking around I decided on something I thought would be decent. A pair of blue jeans that had rips in some places, I think they were made like that where as my jeans have rips in them from years of wear. I also picked out a lacy, royal blue tank top and a deep, dark red jacket that had royal blue around the edges. I thought it would look cute, and maybe she would have shoes to match.
I didn't want to look completely horrible on my first day meeting her friends. Sitting on her bed I patiently waited for her to come out of the bathroom. When she finally did, steam was following here and I arched an eyebrow, "Use up all the hot water, why don'tcha." I said jokingly, knowing I was cable of using twice as much.
"What have you picked out?" Tymora asked, looking down at the clothes on the bed. I quickly scooped them up in my hands.
"You'll just have to wait and see…and maybe help me decide what to do with my hair," I smiled before walking into the bathroom. To me, it wasn't possible to shower too much. Though I had taken one last night, I still wanted to take another this morning. Besides, who knew if I'd meet any boys? I wanted to be very fresh, correct? Correct.
A dragging two and a half hours later we were finally out the door. Tymora loved what I had picked out, and helped me with my hair. We didn't do much to it, just dried it and then straightened it and used this…crimper thing. I like it, and hopefully other people will too. I sat in the back of Devon's car, as he ushered us around the city.
"Where are you going first Ty?"
"Well a bunch of kids are down at the one park, you know? And if you don't want to go to the club I'll just call you when it's over," she said, playing with the buttons on his radio.
"I might end up going, Bryan was telling me about a Club Zodiac, if that's what it is?" Tymora nodded her head. "Well then, you have your designated driver for the ride home." He said as he stopped the car. "Now, get out."
"Well gee, thanks Dev." Tymora said as she opened her door and got out the car, I quickly followed suit, telling Devon thanks and that we'd see him later. Tymora hooked her arm through mine and pulled me along to where a group of kids were sitting. As we neared them I became a little nervous. "They'll love you Ginny, don't worry." She reassured me. It only helped a bit, but I was always nervous when meeting new people. "We're all sarcastic and humorous so, bare with it, it can get a little out of hand sometimes."
I nodded my head, putting on a smile as we came to a stop in front of her friends. I felt their eyes staring at me, some wandering where I wouldn't have liked but I ignored it, taking a short breath as Tymora introduced us all. "Ginny this is Lena, Jamie, Shane and Cassie, their twins, Demi, Tommy, Shelby, Alyssa and Matt, or Mattie May. Everyone this is Ginny, she's staying with us for the summer."
They all smiled at me, waved and said greetings, "Hi…it's nice to meet you all," I said, looking them over, knowing I'd have a hard time remembering them all and putting names to faces. They didn't all look exactly a like so perhaps it'd be easy.
Lena was a pretty girl; she had long black hair and an interesting way of dressing that I can't even begin to describe. Her eyes were this wicked light green color, as I could see them though she was sitting pretty far away from me. Jamie reminded me of Dean Thomas a bit, though his hair was rather curly and he had a wide smile.
Shane and Cassie, the twins, had brownish-red hair which made me smile. Clearly, I wouldn't be the only red head. Though it didn't really matter as we were in Ireland and there were many red heads around. They both shared dark brown eyes and only Cassie had freckles. Demi, she was something nice to look at. Of African decent, and apparently mixed with something else as her skin was light and her hair, I loved. She had half of it in a pony tail and the other half going down her back. It was dark brown with light brown streaks in it and her clothes…let's just say I wouldn't mind if she dressed me a time or two.
Tommy had shaggy, dirty-blonde hair with electric blue eyes, and a dazzling smile. Shelby had black hair and eyes that could take on Tommy's. Alyssa had light brown hair and warm hazel eyes, she looked to be a bit young but she fit in with the group anyhow. Mattie Jay had unruly black hair and his eyes, I couldn't tell the color of, but he was cute. And I liked his name. Now remembering this will hopefully help me not call them the wrong names. They were all handsome, and gorgeous, but I'm not one to call anyone ugly. I could only wonder who was dating whom.
"So Ginny, where are you from?" Jamie asked me.
My eyes snapped towards him, "Near St. Otter Catchpole, Devon," I replied, my voice sounding loud and bold rather than the quiet and shy I expected it to be. I smiled, just realizing that Devon was also the name of Tymora's brother.
"Wicked…how long will you be staying?" I looked to see Tommy smiling at me.
"A little over a month…or longer if I like it here," I said with a smile.
"We'll give you a time here that you'll never forget," Lena said before she stood from the bench, standing at just about the same height as me. "So what do you guys say we get out of here? I'm starved."
Everyone said something; I couldn't listen to all ten replies at once but we started walking away from the park anyways. I walked with them, observing the surroundings. My mum always told me to look where you were; you never know what might happen. If you got lost, at least you'd be able to remember you way around a little.
I forgot about the surroundings though, as I felt someone walk beside me, looking to my left I saw that it was Tommy. I smiled at him, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear, "Hey," I muttered softly, feeling the blush creeping onto my face.
"Hey," he replied, with such coolness that I would never be able to master. It wasn't that all these kids were cooler than me, but just that I was a new comer, wasn't I supposed to be nervous? "You don't have to be nervous around us," he said, as though he had been reading my mind. "You can act however you'd like; we'll learn to love it, as you will with our odd habits and ways of speaking." He told me, the smile never leaving his soft, pink lips.
"Thanks," I said, returning the smile. "It's not that I'm nervous…well not completely, I think I will fit in with you all pretty well. I have 6 brothers and that throws in a lot of diversity so I'm used to different." I bit my bottom lip after I finished talking, feeling that I had spoken too much. Though he had just told me to act normal, just be me, I could do that. Yes, I didn't have to be nervous anymore, they surely didn't seem to be nervous around me. Hopefully everything would turn out alright.
"6 brothers? Jaysus were your mum and da trying to build an army or something?" Tommy said before laughing.
I chuckled a bit, "Perhaps. I've never really wanted to ask…I'm the youngest too so…it makes things worse for me."
"Bloody hell, it just sounds horrible."
"Eh, it's not that bad I mean…they're pretty protective but my brother Ron is the worst. The rest…I can deal with." I was beginning to feel at ease with Tommy, it seemed as though he and I could get close. Become good friends or maybe more. I didn't want to think of that right now, jeopardizing a good friendship because of my thoughts would be horrible.
"What're their names?" He asked, and I began to wonder if he was really interested, or just talking so I wouldn't be alone. Either way, it was a bit nice.
"There's Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred, George, and Ron. Fred and George are twins, also. I'm the first girl on my father's side in ages. It's no wonder I can be a bit spoiled at times."
"That's not so bad," he said, and I looked in front of me for the first time in a while, realizing that the others were already making their way into food place. Tommy held the door open for me and I walked in, muttering a thank you before taking a seat near the others. We had to use two separate booths as there were so many of us.
I sat across from Tymora who grinned at me, "You and Tommy are getting pretty close already, eh?"
I rolled my eyes, "Shut up Ty," though I couldn't hide the smile when Tommy sat down next to me.
"Are you hungry?" Tommy asked, I shrugged my shoulders. We had just eaten breakfast but I could use a quick snack.
Looking up I saw a large menu, my eyes raked over the food choices, "That depends, is it your treat?" I asked with a small smirk on my face.
"Why, of course."
"Alright then I'll take a pretzel - with cheese - and some pink lemonade." I cocked my head to the side, smiling softly. He nodded his head and stood from the table, and walked to go order our food. When I turned back to face the others at the table, Tymora was trying hard not to laugh. I rolled my eyes and moved further into the both, turning sideways until my back was against the wall.
I looked at Shane, Alyssa, Shelby, Jamie, and Lena who were in the booth next to us. They were all talking about something that apparently, was funny. Shane threw a glance up at me and smiled. He had an odd look to him…which made him appear…nah; I won't even bother judging him.
Tommy came back and placed two pretzels and cheese on the table and two drinks. I smiled, "Thanks."
"So Ginny, tell us a little about yourself," Demi said, tapping her fingers on the table and looking at me.
"Um…well I was just telling Tommy about my brothers…all six of them," I paused, knowing there would be shocked sounds and surprised looks. Hopefully this would be the last time I had to explain all of this while I was here. "Bill, Charlie, Percy, Fred, George, twins, and Ron…I'm the only girl and the youngest. The first girl in generations makes me feel a bit special."
"Are they a lot older than you?"
"Eh…not really. This is all going to sound confusing but it makes sense to me. Bill is two years older than Charlie who is three years old than Percy who is two years older than Fred and George who are two years older than Ron who is a year older than me." They all just stared at me; the confused look on their face that I figured would be there. "Okay…there's about…eight years between the oldest and I."
They nodded their heads, apparently that made them understand easier. I smiled softly, taking a sip of my drink. As I ate my food they continued to ask questions. I answered them just as eagerly, wanting them to know much about me, minus the fact that I am a Witch. I had a set school I was supposed to say I attended, and hopefully they somehow didn't go there or know anyone that went there. After everyone had eaten we walked around the town a bit.
They showed me some neat things and I took pictures, of things, and just of them…to have and keep and remember this trip. Before I knew it we were walking into Club Zodiac. Which apparently had something to do with your Zodiac sign…if it was during the time frame of your zodiac sign then you would get in free.
Upon walking in, the place what quite large. There was a dance floor in the middle, a bar to the left and on the right…a place for V.I.P's or so the sign read. Tymora pulled me onto the dance floor with her, and I froze a bit, not knowing what to do. Sure there were dance at Hogwarts but to the Weird Sister's and nothing like this. Biting my bottom lip and looking up at Tymora she laughed at me. "Just do whatever comes to you…don't pay attention to anyone else just…feel the rhythm." She told me, and I looked at her as she danced, her hair becoming a bit unruly, but she still managed to look pretty. I wouldn't be able to do that.
It was as if he were reading my mind again, because Tommy came up beside me, placing a hand on my waist and turning me towards him. "Ty's been dancing since she knew how to walk. Just do what you want. Dance with me," he said and I shook my head at first. However, he wasn't taking no for an answer, which I thank him for. He is apparently, just what I needed.
Before I knew it, I really wasn't paying attention to anyone else on the floor. Just Tommy and I. And I loved every second of it. Tommy pulled me closer to him, and I reveled in the fact that we were so close. The very smell of him was like heaven to my sense. As the song slowed down I became aware of the fact that someone was staring at me. I didn't know who, but I could feel it.
I looked around the room, but saw no one out in the open, just staring at me. It was really bugging me and I couldn't ignore it. I turned around, still dancing, my back facing Tommy's front as I looked around again. My eyes transfixed on the top of someone's head. A hair color that I only knew all to well. I couldn't see the face, but the blonde hair was etched so well into my memory that it couldn't be anyone different.
"Something wrong?" I jumped, having been in my own little world, hearing Tommy's voice brought me back.
I turned back around to face him, "No…just thought I saw someone I knew but…it's not possible."
"Why isn't it possible?"
"It's just; he wouldn't be caught dead in a place like this."
"He?" Tommy asked, arching an eyebrow, looking around the room.
"N-nothing just forget that I mentioned anything."
He shrugged his shoulders, and took a small step back from me, "Are you thirsty? I'm going to go get us some drinks."
I nodded my head rubbing my hands together before turning around, my nose coming in contact with something hard, yet soft. I rubbed my nose before looking at what I had bumped into, apparently it was a body. Looking up, my eyes were as wide as saucers.
"Hello, Weasley," he said, his ever popular smirk appearing on his face.
MALFOY? What in the bleeding hell was he doing here? This couldn't be happening. He couldn't be here. This was a Muggle club, and Malfoy despised all things Muggle. And to top it all off, Tommy walked back over, saying the something I would have never imagined coming from his lips, "Oi, Draco…what're you doing here?"
Hello all! First I'd like to apologize for the long period without updating. Though I did change the story status to abandoned. I've just spent a few hours typing this so I hope it's good! I hope I'll be ale to start writing and updating regularly again…school has been horrible. My grades are the worst, and I'm on Winter Break right now so I figure'd I'd try and write something. Well anyways, here it is…hope you like and don't forget to REVIEW so I'll know if I should keep going with it or not! Thanks in advance!