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Journey to NZ.

Blurb …

Mrs Weasley decides that everyone needs a break. So when things reach breaking point, they decide to go on holiday - to the land of the long white cloud, New Zealand.

But after an incident on the local mountain, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny find themselves landed in a local muggle school, in an attempt to blend in until their holiday is over.

Will the Weasley's blend in? Will Ron ever work a cell phone? And how will Ron and Ginny react when Harry and Hermione have to kiss for drama class? :RHr HG takes place postHBP written preDH AU:

AU: Just pretend that the whole H/G thing didn't happen in HBP. Harry never fell for her and Ginny still broke up with Dean as usual. Apart from that, everything's the same. This story takes place during the summer of the 7th book. Written before DH actually came out, so it disreguards anything that happened in that book.

CHAPTER ONE: The Holiday.

"Oh, this is ridiculous! Why have all these different plans? Can't we just have one simple one?" Mrs Weasley's voice said.

"Molly, if we could, we would. But it isn't nearly that simple. I'm afraid that that's the best we could come up with." Lupins voice said, sounding weary.

"Merlin's beard, doesn't Minerva think we deserve a break?" Mr Weasley asked, sounding just as weary as Lupin.

"Of corse she does, but this isn't something we can do over night, Arthur."

"I guess."

"Blimey, after all this, we'll need a holiday!" Came Fred's voice, stifling a yawn

"Your right. Well, it's getting late, Molly, you had better send those lot up to bed."

There was a scraping of chairs being moved backwards and Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny, who were flat on their stomachs on the floor, with extendable ears shoved into heir ears so they could listen to the order meeting on the other side of the kitchen door, suddenly leapt up, as though they were given an electric shock and jumped to the couch, shoving the extendable's out of sight, just as Mrs Weasley entered the lounge of the Burrow.

"You lot, time for bed." She said, looking suspiciously at their guilty faces.

"Ok Mum!" Ginny suddenly said and without waiting for Mrs Weasley to say any thing else, beckoned the others to follow her upstairs and out of sight.

"Well that conversation was pointless to eavesdrop on," Ron said, once they reached his room and they all collapsed onto his bed. "They didn't mention anything we didn't know, except for those 'missions' Or whatever the hell they were."

"Ugh, I'm exhausted. Fred's right, we definitely need a holiday." Hermione sighed, rolling over onto her back.

"Maybe if you weren't reading half the night, you wouldn't be so tired!" Ginny teased, while Hermione simply hit her over the head with a pillow.

"Ouch!" Ginny cried, sitting up to whack Hermione back. She then turned to Harry and Ron. "Well, goodnight you two," She said. "We'll see you in the morning." Hermione also bade them goodnight and the two girls left.

"What do you suppose these missions are?" Harry asked as they started to change into pyjamas.

Ron made a muffled grunting noise as he pulled his pyjama top over his head and jumped under his bed covers.

"Pardon?" Harry asked, feeling slightly amused now.

"I said I dunno." Ron said, sounding annoyed. He looked thoughtful, as though he were planning on saying something else, but then changed his mind.

"See you in the morning, mate." He said in a muffled voice.

"Night." Harry said.

Everyone arrived at breakfast the next morning tired and yawning.

"M-m-morning everyone!" Tonks said, as she and Lupin wandered in, through the back door. "What's for breakfast?"

"Do you only come for the free food, Tonks?" Mrs Weasley said, bustling round with a pot of soup.

"Of course!" Tonks said and they all laughed.

"Hey everybody, I was thinking," Mrs Weasley said to the group. "You all know how stressful this past year has been. So I was thinking that we take up Fred's words and we all go on Holiday somewhere this summer."

Everyone started talking at these words.

"Ooh, we could go to France! I went there summer before Third Year, the local witchcraft was fascinating-"

"You serious? A holiday? That would be so cool!"

"You mean all of us?"

"We could visit Bill in Egypt?"

"What about Charlie in Romania?"

"I've always wanted to see a polar bear?"

"You idiot George, polar bears are in the artic!"

"Well excuse me!"

"Actually!" Mrs Weasley shouted and everyone fell silent "I was thinking of going somewhere that we could all agree on."

Everyone fell silent again, all thinking.

"Well, we could go to France?" Harry suggested and everyone broke out talking at once, Hermione suggesting everything from where to stay, to where to go.

"How about Spain?" Ginny asked and Tonks launched into a story of how once her mother saw a bull fight, which burst out of the rink and nearly killed a muggle.

"Oh, I know!" Hermione suddenly said over Tonks' story, pulling out a book she had been reading at breakfast, labelled Wizardry Around the World. "We could visit New Zealand!"

"Where?" Ron asked.

"New Zealand, I was reading about it this morning. It's an island next to Australia-"

"Australia! That's where all that crocodile hunter stuff is, isn't it?"

"What on earth is crocodile hunter?"

"It's this muggle show or something, but it's about this guy who wrestles crocodiles for a living-"

"OK!" Hermione yelled, and everyone fell silent again. "Please let me finish?"

"Sorry Hermione. We'll listen. Go on." Ginny said

"Well, as I was saying. It's an island split into two main parts with a smaller third. There's all sorts of things to do there-"

"Uh, where are we talking about again?" Fred asked.

"NEW ZEALAND!" Hermione shouted, clearly exasperated. Everyone apologised. "Anyway, there are volcanos, mud-pools, geysers, ski fields and the local wizardry is apparently very exotic. They have wood carvings of the Maori playing Quidditch and stuff like that. It would be very interesting to go." Hermione said, reading from her book.

"I didn't understand half of what you just said then, Hermione." George put in.

"What are ski fields?" Lupin asked Hermione.

"Places where you strap your feet to pieces of wood and slide down a snowy hill." Ron answered for him.

"Sounds kind of dangerous, to be honest," Lupin said, laughing slightly at Ron's explanation and Hermione's face. "I suppose you'll have fun, where ever you go."

"But of corse you and Tonks will come right?" Mrs Weasley asked "We were intending on you guys to come along for the trip? You know we also have that thing to do for him."

Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny all looked curiously to the approving faces of all the order members, hoping to find some sort of clue to what the thing was.

"That's true. And what better place than somewhere on the other side of the world?" Lupin mused.

"It defiantly sounds fun." Mr Weasley said, gesturing Hermione for her book and began to read it with interest.

"What does everyone say? Do we all like the sound of New Zealand?" Mrs Weasley asked.

"Sure Mum - do they have a ministry? They must have Quidditch teams, right?" Fred asked, while George took the book from Mr Weasley to read.

"Er … yes!" George said, pointing at a bullet-point on the page

"Well then I'm all for it," Fred said, while George agreed. "Maybe we'll get to see a New Zealand Quidditch match?"

"Oh that would be brilliant!" Ron put in, grabbing the book off Fred.

"Sounds cool - can we visit some sort of wizard museum?" Tonks asked, reading over Ron's shoulder with Ginny "I heard they have a museum full of Maori wizard artefacts, kind of like the carvings you mentioned, Hermione."

"Oh yes, there's one apparently in a town called Rotorua," Hermione said enthusiastically. "That would be super fun!"

"Sounds super boring if you ask me." Ron muttered to Harry.

"So we're all up for it?" Mr Weasley asked, souding excited.

"Sure." Harry agreed. He wanted to check out skiing. Something Hermione was supposed to do a couple of years ago, but came back claiming it was 'not her thing'.

"Sounds like fun," Ginny said, taking the book off Ron. "Mind, any holiday would be fun - I've never been to a foreign country before! Besides Egypt and Romania of course."

"Yes, I think it will." Mrs Weasley agreed, reading over Ginny's shoulder with interest

"Yeah, sounds great. Can we go skiing?" Harry asked. He wanted to see if it was as fun as the book said as he read next to Ginny.

"It sounds splendid. But are you sure you want Tonks and I there? It should be a family holiday." Lupin asked Mr and Mrs Weasley.

"Nonsense Remus! You two are family." Mrs Weasley told him.

"Well then, looks like we're going to New Zealand." Lupin said while Harry cheered with the rest. He had never been on a holiday before, let alone a family holiday. Whenever the Dursley's left, he was told to stay with crabby old Mrs Figg.

"Well then, we had better get packing." Mr Weasley said.

Harry felt over-joyed. He had a feeling that this was going to be a better holiday than the last.

Or, well that's what he thought.

A/N: Update: 13/07/11: Ahem. So. Yes, this story is complete and utter crap. I am not joking, it is actually shocking (if, y'know, the first chapter is anything to go by). It contains shameless self-insertion (even though later on i vaguely remember swearing that it didn't), really cliche plot lines (because i apparently had no imagination) and blatently using this story as an excuse to dump the HP characters in a Muggle high school (shockingly and convinently my own previous high school).

I was 15 when i wrote this story and thought it was amazing. I am now 19 and know (at least a bit) better. However, i do not have the heart to delete this story. So i am keeping it to remind myself how far i have come in my writing.

My reasoning behind writing this was the fact that apparently there isn't enough HP fanfiction that takes place in NZ (gee, wonder why), so this came into existance.

I do not expect anyone to suffer through this. I'm serious, you will actually lose a few brain cells.

Thank you for reading.

Until next time-

-Moon. : D