"So what's going on between you and Ashley then?" Leon asked Luis, causing him to blush.
"Well you know the ladies, can't resist a bit of Luis lovin'."
Leon laughed. "Hermione seemed to manage alright."
A scowl appeared on Luis' face before quickly turning back into a grin. "Well she has you senoir, and besides, she's not my normal type."
"I thought anything with legs would be your normal type," grinned Leon.
"Nah, I flirt but that's where I draw the line. I'd never get serious with just anyone."
"Ashley's not just anyone then?" Asked Leon, "I'll make sure to leave out the fact you're a womanizer when her dad grills me about you then?"
"Much appreciated," smiled Luis. "Now let's see what that gorgeous smell is."
After a big meal, they all settled into the beds Hermione had once again conjured. Leon and Hermione shared a bed, and though Hermione didn't plan for anything to happen, she set some silencing charms on the bed.
"So once we're out here, what's going to happen to us?" Hermione asked Leon as she laid on his chest.
"I was thinking about that," replied Leon. "I have to make sure Ashley gets home safe, but then I was thinking about maybe coming to live in England. Until the next zombie outbreak anyway."
"Do you mean… Get a place together?" Asked Hermione, who could hardly contain her excitement at the thought of Leon moving to England.
"If that's what you want. You don't have to feel pressured."
"I'd love that!" Grinned Hermione. "I've been thinking about getting my own place ever since I got given a fortune from the ministry for helping to kill Voldemort." Hermione yawned and Leon pulled the cover over the two of them.
"Get yourself to sleep," he told her. "We have to find this island tomorrow."
"Sounds like an adventure in itself," muttered Hermione sleepily. She snuggled up tighter to Leon and let sleep take her.
When they awoke they set off straight away. After a night of rest, they once again felt motivated enough to get back out and face whatever else was waiting for them. Though Hermione was completely puzzled as to how they were going to find Ashley, they only had to walk for a short amount of time before they found a way to the island.
"Need a ride handsome?" Asked a beautiful woman in red, who was obviously aiming her question at Leon. Hermione moved herself closer to Leon and wrapped an arm around his waist. "Don't worry," the woman smiled. "Any friend of Leon's…"
"Ok," agreed Leon. The two men and Hermione climbed into the boat, and the woman immediately took off. "Luis, Mione… This is Ada," introduced Leon. "Ada this is-"
"Luis and Mione, I get it."
"So what are you doing here?" Hermione asked Ada, still unsure of the woman.
"Wanting to know if you can trust me," laughed Ada. "Well I'm not here for as noble reasons as your friend Leon if that's what you mean." She swerved the boat roughly as the island came into sight, and quickly grapple-hooked her way out of the boat. "Got some business to take care of. See you round."
"Women," laughed Leon, and Hermione once again started to feel jealous.
"Just who was she?" Asked Hermione, trying to keep her voice as normal as possible.
"She's like a part of me I can't let go. Let's just leave it at that."
They spent the next few minutes in silence, as Hermione steered the boat to a small inlet where they could disembark. The first thing to break the silence was the crackle of Leon's radio. "Sadler," Leon said nonchalantly into the radio. "I hate to break it to you but Salazar's dead. Why don't you just give up and let Ashley come home?"
"It seems like you're disillusioned with overconfidence, just because you killed my small-time subordinate," came the reply from the radio.
"Sadler, you're small time!" Leon told him angrily.
A chuckle buzzed from the radio, "writhe in my cage of torment." With that, the contact closed.