I know it's kind of weird for me to be starting yet another fanfics when I'm already working on two but I figured it'd be okay since I'm a fast typer. (wait… typer isn't a real word… oh well)

Summary: It's summer vacation after Harry's 5th year at Hogwarts and Mr. Weasley has a proposition. A two week camping trip at Loch Ness! What relationships will evolve from this seemingly simple trip?

Disclaimer: I own nothing from Harry Potter or Loch Ness. Though I have been there once…

Chapter 1

Loch Ness

"Rumor has it you went on a little adventure with Dumbledore," Fred implied suddenly, causing Harry to jump.

"Fred! I didn't see you there," Harry said. He had been innocently walking down the hallway in the burrow, thinking of Sirius and how he'd never talk to him again. He wasn't as sad as he was at first, what from having gotten over the shock and accepting his godfather's fate.

"Nobody every does," Fred, who was still leaning against the wall next to his room door, said with a sly wink.

"So tell us Harry, what happened?" George asked, stepping out of a room and standing in front of Harry.

"Did you spy on you-know-you?" Fred asked.

"Kill a Death Eater?" George asked.

"Battle a dragon?"

"Convince a giant?"

"Save a damsel?"

"Have the best damn cup of tea you've ever tasted?"

Fred looked at George, an eyebrow raised. "Yeah with Dumbledore that would make sense," he decided with a shrug, turning back to Harry.

"But really mate, what did you do?" George asked.

Harry, who was now slightly confused, just looked at the two twins, forgetting what they were even asking. "Err… What?"

"Blast Forge, we've confused another one," Fred said.

"Aye Gred, we've lost him," George agreed solemnly.

Suddenly Harry came across the realization that the twins shouldn't even know that he went anywhere with Dumbledore at all. "Hang on, how do you two even know I was with Dumbledore?" Harry asked.

"I say it looks like we got him to admit he did something," Fred said eagerly.

"Well we already know it happened, we have a very reliable source," George pointed out.

"Don't tell me that source is tall, red haired an my best mate…" Harry groaned.

"That's a weird way to describe Hermione," Fred said, a curious look on his face.

"Yeah your right, I mean the last description makes sense," George nodded thoughtfully.

Harry looked at the twins in horror, praying he wasn't going red over the absurd idea. Both the twins just flashed each other grins of triumph.

"Did it again!" Fred and George chorused.

"Err… Did what?" Harry asked, head buzzing.

"Made another poor soul go as red Ginny's hair. Don't you think that's pretty Harry?" George asked.

"I think that's pretty hairy," Fred said.

"Ha," George smiled, eyes flicking from Fred for a moment before going back to Harry.

"Err… what?"

"Our sister's hair? It smells fruity you know. Oh but I bet you know that," George said with a mischievous grin. "But seriously stay away from her, famous people tend to take advantage of us common folk. Naw just joshing with you, you're fine." Harry looked at them, utterly confused.

"Dad says it smell like fruit loops," Fred commented randomly.

"What are fruit loops?" George asked.

"Funny circle things," Fred explained.

"I wish my hair smelled like funny circle things," George said, stroking his chin in deep thought.

"Ehhh… I need to eat now," Harry said, trying to walk past George. Moving fast he quickly sidestepped in front of Harry.

"What's the password?" George demanded, holding up a hand.

"Huh? You can't be serious," Harry said.

"Hint: It's what you were doing with Dumbledore," Fred whispered.

"Okay, the password's, 'what you were doing with Dumbledore'," Harry repeated seriously, hiding a small smile.

"Aww how cute, he made a cheek, George!" Fred said proudly.

George smiled for a moment before his face turned mockingly stern, almost like Percy's. "Password inferior lower classmen!" He demanded in a commanding voice.

"George, you forgot to put your Head Boy badge on!" Fred said, shocked.

"No! The whole system will fall apart!" George exclaimed dramatically, clutching and pulling at his long flame red hair.

"Okay, first tell me how you found out about my little adventure, then I might reveal something," Harry said.

"These," Fred held up a pair of extendable ears.

"Now give the password so I can go back to doing whatever Percy does," George said, regaining himself and patting his hair back down.

"Shining boots?" Fred suggested, pocketing the ears.

"Brushing my teeth?"

"Studying?"

"Wooing the people who should never be wooed?"

"Being a git?"

"Hey I like that one!" George exclaimed with a grin.

"I know it's the best right?" Fred asked excitedly.

Harry cleared his throat, re-earning the twins' attention.

"So? Password?" George and Fred asked eagerly.

"We did something top secret," Harry said doggedly.

"Aww man!" Fred and George threw back their heads and rolled their eyes before slumping over in defeat.

"We had fun," Fred said mournfully.

"Aye," George said with a hollow voice.

"Goodbye," Harry said, giving the nearest twin a comforting pat on the shoulder.

"Doesn't that sound great? It would just be the family! Oh and Harry and Hermione too of course," Mr. Weasley said from the head of the table. Curious, Harry finished walking down the stairs. He saw Mr. Weasley leaning forwards, explaining something. Everyone around him was listening and eating eggs and bacon at the same time. It looked as though Mr. Weasley had hardly even touched his food.

"Harry dear! Finally up I see," Mrs. Weasley greeted from her spot at the table. "Come over here and sit next to Ron, food's still hot I imagine."

"It's piping mum!" Ron complained.

"Goodness Ronald," Hermione, who was sitting to his right at the edge of the table, said.

"Hey," Harry greeted everyone.

"Hiya Harry!" Charlie greeted.

"Hi, visiting from Romania?" Harry asked politely, sitting on Ron's left. "And hi Bill," he added, just noticing him. Bill nodded his greeting and smiled.

"Yes, for a bit longer too it seems," Charlie said.

"Yeah, me too, from the way dad's been talking," Bill added.

"Huh? What's going on?" Harry asked, turning his attention to Mr. Weasley.

"We're planning a camping trip, Harry," Mr. Weasley said enthusiastically.

"You're planning a camping trip, dear," Mrs. Weasley corrected sternly.

"Ah right, of course," Mr. Weasley agreed. "Interested in joining us?"

"Of course," Harry said.

"Well seeing as you included him in the plans already I don't think he really has much choice," Ron said.

"You see Ron, dad knew he'd say yes," Charlie explained.

"Yeah, everyone knows dad can see into the future," Bill said.

"Okay that's enough," Mrs. Weasley said firmly. Charlie and Bill exchanged a humored glance.

"I've decided it would be so much fun to camp at Loch Ness!" Mr. Weasley said.

"Isn't that in Scotland?" Ron asked.

"No it's in Wales," Hermione said.

"Oh," Ron said, looking confused.

"Ron of course it's in Scotland! Honestly," Hermione sighed, rolling her eyes and picking at her fried egg.

"What's in Scotland?" Ginny asked suspiciously, walking down the stairs. "And why are Fred and George ambushing people in the hall? It took me ages to get past them."

"Did they ask for a password?" Harry asked.

"Yeah."

"Did they give you a hint?" Harry continued.

"How'd you know?" Ginny asked curiously

"Was the hint something like 'what Harry and Dumbledore were doing'?" Harry asked.

"Yes, I assumed it was some trick of some sort," Ginny explained.

"Are they trying to find out what we're trying to find out?" Ron asked, red brows furrowed.

"Yeah."

"Blimey. I should join forces with them," Ron said, turning back to his food. Hermione just shook her head. "How'd they find out anyway?"

"Ex-" Harry looked sideways at Mrs. Weasley. "-pecto Petronum! Never mind, I thought I saw a dementor. I don't know how they found out." Everybody looked at him, confused. "Butter please," He turned to Ron.

"For what?" Ron asked.

"…I… don't know." Harry turned back to his food, not entirely sure why he just saved the twins' skins.

"Well, I'm starved," Ginny announced, taking a free seat next to Bill.

"So anyway! Should we camp with magic, or do you want a challenge?" Mr. Weasley asked eagerly.

"Magic," Nearly everyone said.

"Oh I don't know," Hermione said. "Camping like muggles might be a good experience. We'll see if people who are overly lazy and unhealthily dependant-" Hermione elbowed Ron in the ribs, earning a painful yelp. "-on magic can actually survive without wands."

"Yeah," Harry said with a grin, "I'd love to see that."

"Splendid! Then it's settled! No magic unless absolutely necessary!" Mr. Weasley said. Everybody except Mrs. And Mr. Weasley, Harry and Hermione groaned loudly.

"What's this about no magic?" Fred demanded, leaping down the stairs. Harry could hear the pounding feet of his twin following close behind.

"What's this about ambushing people in the hall?" Mrs. Weasley countered as George appeared.

"I'm going to go… pee," George said, seeing the look on his mother's face. He vanished as quickly as he appeared.

"Coward," Fred muttered with a scowl.

"I want no more trouble out of you two, you hear me?" Mrs. Weasley demanded.

"Relax mum, all we were doing was interrogating people," Fred said, holding his hands up.

"What!? Keep your ears out of top secret business, Harry has enough trouble as it is without the two of you sticking your noses in everything!" Mrs. Weasley scolded.

"Ears mum, ears. We're sticking our ears in everything," Fred corrected.

"That's enough! Go eat your breakfast and be quiet!" Mrs. Weasley commanded.

"No! You wouldn't make me do that?" Fred gasped. "Anything but that!" Mrs. Weasley's eyes closed into threatening slits. "Okay mum sorry," Fred said quickly, dashing to his usual spot.

"Is it safe?" George asked quietly. Fred just glared at him. Cautiously like a wild animal approaching the unknown, George took a step after step, finally reaching his destination next to Fred.

"I'm not happy with you either!" Mrs. Weasley shrieked suddenly. George jumped, cowering behind his arms.

Luckily for George Mr. Weasley beamed at everybody and exclaimed, "Everything's in order! We leave tomorrow!"

"WHAT!?" Everybody demanded, the bellow led by the confused twins. Mr. Weasley paled, and looked around for support. Judging by the look on his face he found none.

Well I hope this is a good enough start for everybody, I'll update more really soon I promise!