What's Love Got to Do With It?

Short, I know, but the next chapter is written and it's longer. Thanks to my reviewers! I love feedback and those who give it to me... And I now realize that I forgot to add a disclaimer to Chapter One, so this one goes for both additions. I do not own Harry Potter or any other characters from the novel and I do acknowledge J.K. Rowling's ownership, and I would like to thank her for creating this wonderful franchise. Now on to the story.

CHAPTER 2: "Ready to Have Some Fun?"

As the gang entered and began to examine their new surroundings, excitement took them over. Gasps of "Wow, the ocean water is so clear!" and "Oh my god is this really where we are staying?!" overtook the crowd.

As they were standing around in utter shock, Rachel and a couple of other teenagers entered the room.

"So how do you guys like the digs?" asked Rachel. She was about five feet tall and extremely skinny, with long brown hair and gray eyes. Rachel's face was heavily made up.

"Rachel! I feel like it's been years!" and with that Hermione rushed to hug the petite girl.

"Are they wizards?" Ron whispered to Harry.

"I don't know. Hermione never told me anything..."

"Let me introduce everyone," began Rachel. "I'm assuming that Hermione has told you who I am, but if you haven't caught on yet then I'm Rachel," she said pointing to herself. Was it just Harry or was this girl ditsy? Ditsy, but in a hot way, he decided.

"This is Adrian. He's going to be in his seventh year next term," Rachel explained as she motioned towards one of the boys. Adrian was tall, dark, and handsome, and yes, he did catch Hermione's eye.

"Hey guys. Nice to meet all of you," said Adrian as he moved in to shake everyone's hand.

"And this is Nicolette. She's a fifth year at Beauxbaton," continued Rachel as she moved down the line. Nicolette vaguely reminded Ron of Fleur Delacour. Perhaps it was her striking figure, blonde hair, and bright blue eyes.

Nicolette took a bow and said, "Charmed, I'm sure," and then tossed a half smile at the boys, understandably driving them insane with desire.

"And meet Patrick, star of the Durmstrang quidditch team, now that Krum's graduated."

Patrick was another tall one, and he was heavily muscled. His blonde hair was long and fell into his eyes. Yes, Patrick was attractive, but in a completely different way than Adrian. Patrick seemed quiet and judgmental, while Adrian was openly outgoing. Hermione was already planning her move. A girl can dream, can't she?

"Hi everyone," muttered Patrick, overcome with shy modesty over his introduction.

"I've heard about him! Supposed to follow in old Krum's footsteps," Ron whispered excitedly to Harry.

"Come on Hermione, I'll show you to your room. Just this way..." said Rachel as she led Hermione up one of the staircases. The house was practically built of windows. Everywhere you looked was another stunning view. It was decorated in a modern way that suited the beach house nicely.

"I can't believe we've got this whole place to ourselves for a week. It'll be so awesome! We can practically do whatever we want!" exclaimed Hermione, clearly thrilled to be there.

"Don't you think we've already figured that out?" replied Rachel with a hint of naughtiness. "But I did promise my parents that we'd check in with them for brunch a couple of times."

"So who do you want to hook up with?" asked Hermione.

"To tell you the truth, Mr. Potter was looking mighty fine. And I've always wanted to date a celebrity..."

"Rachel!"

"What? Have you already laid claim on him or something?"

"No, it's just that... Well... Maybe kinda sort of."

"Well isn't that a clear response. What exactly do you mean, Herms?"

"I've always admired Harry, but I've never made a move before. Now I just don't know what to do, because Ron seems to fancy me all of the sudden, but I really want to see how things would go with Harry. And did you see how hot Adrian and Patrick are? I definitely want to look into them as well."

"Well it seems like you really have your week planned out. Harry on Monday, Ron on Tuesday, Adrian on Wednesday, and Patrick on Thursday. It seems to me like your only dilemma is who gets the weekend..."

"Rachel!"

"Just kidding Herms. So do you think I can go for Harry?"

"Why not... As long as you leave me Adrian, for now anyways."

"Deal. And halfway through the week we can switch."

"Well I can see that you haven't changed since Aruba. Same old Rachel. Still toying with boys' hearts..."

"Aww come on Herms, you know you want to join me."

"We'll just have to see how things turn out. But what about Nicolette? Who does she fancy?"

"Herself, primarily. She's just a tad bit conceited. Nicolette is a great friend, but when boys are around, that becomes harder to notice. Knowing Nicolette she'll spend the first couple of days determining who the best kisser is, and the rest of the week she'll be running the bases..."

"Running the what?"

"Silly Herms and your silly British ways... First base is kissing; second base is groping above the waist, and so on and so forth. Need I continue? And, by the way, we seem to have left our dear friend all alone downstairs with the boys. Let's intervene." And with that the girls headed back to the living room.