One Month as a Muggle
A Harry Potter fan fiction by Katie Regal
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter other wise I would not be writing fan fiction! Everything belongs to J.K. Rowling, not me.

Summary: Harry has rid the world of the evil of Voldermort, and given all the wizards of the world their freedom. To celebrate their freedom the quartet is going on a muggle studies trip to Orlando, Florida, America and they cannot use magic.
RHr HG (AU)

Chapter One: Of Planes, Busses, Tents and Mattresses

Hermione checked off the names of the sixth and seventh year students as the boarded the muggle bus. Once the last name was checked off and the fifth years were shown out of the parking lot, Hermione climbed onto the bus and gave the driver the signal that everyone was boarded and they could head off. She then sat next to a very unhappy Ron Weasley.

"Two fortnights of no magic or Quidditch, Hermione Granger how did you ever talk me into this?"

"Because," Hermione said laughing, "You didn't want to spend the whole summer alone with Gred and Forge!"

A horror struck look crossed Ron's face as he thought about a summer spent alone with his older twin brothers who would probably take any opportunity to test one of their new pranks for their joke shop on him.
"Point well taken, anyway Mione when you talked me into this fabulous adventure, you never fully explained to me where we were going, or how we were getting there."

Hermione giggled at her own forgetfulness, "We're taking a plane to Orlando, Florida in America and camping there at a muggle campground."

"Does my dad know that we're going to be taking an airplane?" Ron asked a look of concern on his face. "Bloody hell, if he did he'd be following us on his broom!"

Hermione shook her head, her curls flying everywhere "No, I made sure your mum didn't tell him until we were already in America. Believe me; I don't want him following us anymore than you do. It's going to be hard enough to keep our cover already without him asking about the correct functions of a rubber duck."

Hermione and Ron laughed and joked for the rest of the trip to the airport. They Piled out of the bus near the large airport. Ron looked up at the big metal plane. "Are you sure that this thing's going to stay up?" He asked nervously.

"I'm sure Ron! Don't worry!" Hermione half-dragged Ron onto the plane, since he was still not sure that the plane would stay up with out magic. She led him back to a pair of seats behind Harry and Ginny. Harry had found a much er… different way to comfort Ginny about the plane ride and Hermione silently thanked the designer of the aircraft for making the seats so high.

"PLEASE FASTEN YOUR SEATBELTS SO WE CAN ACCEND! AN ATENTDANT WILL COME BY TO MAKE SURE YOUR TRAYS ARE IN AN UPRIGHT AND LOCKED POSITION!"

Ron looked nervously around the plane trying to figure out where the voice was coming from. Hermione put a hand on his upper arm, "Relax Ronald, It's only the loud speaker, a muggle device that works like a soronus spell."

Ron nodded fumbling with his seatbelt until Hermione finally took pity on him and fastened it before quickly locking the trays.

The rest of the flight went smoothly; Ron and Hermione played a muggle card game with Harry and Ginny who had figured out how to turn their chairs around to face them. Ron was basically comfortable with the airplane for the thirteen hours they were in the air. Then of course came the landing, now that was a different story entirely.

"I don't like this, I don't like this" Ron mumbled as the loud speaker went off once again telling them to buckle their seatbelts. Hermione, having been on a plane before looked calm, cool, and collected. Ron still shaking un-buckled his seat belt and climbed over the armrest and into Hermione's seat. He quickly unbuckled her and placed the belt around both of them. Hermione looked at Ron who was clinging to her for dear life. "W-w-what?" She stuttered, a tingling feeling spreading over her whole body.

"Y-you make me feel safe," Ron whispered quietly as the plane went into a slow decent to the ground.

Hermione lead a wobbly Ron off the platform, "Better now?" she asked, he nodded and she felt it safe to lead him to the bus.

"Now I know why Dads fascinated by muggles" Ginny commented to do something like that with out magic is amazing!! Now I'm really interested in how airplanes stay up…"

Hermione laughed and pushed her friends onto the bus for the ride to the camp.

About an hour later, Hermione woke up to find her head resting on Ron's shoulder. While his head was resting atop of hers, Hermione blushed and began to poke Ron awake. "Wake-jab-up-jab-we're-jab-here-jab"

Ron rolled over in his seat mumbling, "Five more minutes mum…"

Hermione then tried a different approach, "RON GINNY'S EATING ALL THE PANCAKES!" Hermione shouted in Ron's ear. Ron sat straight up in his seat, "GINNY!" he screamed, "STAY AWAY FROM MY PANCAKES!" Then Ron noticed that they were on a bus. He looked at Hermione, "You are a bad, bad girl."

Ron looked out the window and around the campsite. There was a large clearing with a large cabin in the middle and tents all around it already set up by muggle campers.

"One final warning" Professor Smithe said standing up in the front of the bus, "No talk of you-know-what around the muggles." A loud groan came from the students at this news, the muggle studies professor chuckled and continued speaking. "Yes, yes I know I know that at least half of you are legal and were expecting a month of celebration after Harry Potter's defeat of You-Know-Who" A loud cheer erupted inside the bus drowning out whatever Professor Smite was trying to tell them Harry mockingly hid behind Ginny"Anyway we left your wands at the school so I will expect no magic from any of you, even wand less." Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny smirked at each other knowing the comment was directed at them since they were the only ones on the bus, excluding the Professor that could handle wand less magic.

"So when you get off this bus, I expect you to leave all traces of magic behind and have a good time being muggles for the next thirty days. Good Luck!"

The horde of wizards and witches piled out of the bus taking their luggage with them, as Harry and Ginny went to check the campers schedule Ron and Hermione tried to put up the tent. After the third time it fell over Ron started to get annoyed. "I can get seven O.W.L.S, I can beat all of Gryffindor at chess, but I can't put up a bloody Muggle tent!"

"Ron!" Hermione whispered harshly, "Quiet down! We're not supposed to talk about that! We are muggles remember!"

"Fine! Ron said trying to fit one of the poles in the ground, "Then you put up this bloody tent! HA! I've got it!" Ron had gotten the tent fabric draped over the tent poles, and seconds later it crashed down to the ground. Hermione laughed as Ron wrestled his way out of the tent fabric.

With Hermione's help they managed to get the tent standing. But as Hermione started to connect the last pole Ron decided that it would be a good idea to disconnect the top poles. The tent came crashing down on top of them sending Hermione sprawling on top of Ron. After a moment she blushed and scrambled off him finding her way out of the tent fabrics.

An hour later they finally had the tent put together properly. As Hermione hammered in the last peg, Harry and Ginny walked toward them, soaking wet and laughing their heads off.

"What happened to you two?" Ron asked standing up and looking at the drenched couple.

"We decided to take a sailing class, and Harry here stood up in the boat pretending he was "King of the Ocean" and the boat tipped over." Ginny said through giggles.

"Nice one," Hermione said raising her eyebrows, "as you can see we've finally got the tent up" Hermione gestured to the mahogany tent, "And are ready for the beds Harry should have with him."

Harry dug through his pack and pulled out two bulging sacks. "Here you go Hermione, two full sized inflatable beds."

"Harry," Hermione said closing her eyes and putting her hands to her temples, "You mean four twin sized right?"

Harry looked at the labels on the bags, "Nope, two full sized, that's what you wanted right?" Harry suddenly wasn't sure of his decision to buy the two full sized mattresses was such a great idea, especially when Hermione's face started turning red.

"NO!" She said stomping her feet like a five year old who wanted candy, "NO! NO! NO! NO! I SAID FOUR TWIN! WE EACH NEED A MATRESSES TO SLEEP ON DON'T WE!?!!!" Hermione crossed her arms firmly across her chest and the look on her face told Harry that if she had been allowed to use magic something very bad would have happened to him.

"I-I-It's ok sir! I mean mam!" Harry stuttered deathly afraid of what Hermione would do to him. "w-w-we could d-d-d-d-d-d-double up! The b-b-beds are big enough…"

Hermione sighed and blew a lock of moose brown hair out of her face. She knew that she was excited that Harry had the brain of a toad and forgot the mattresses; this was an opportunity to spend more time with Ron, even if they were asleep. Then she remembered how protective Ron was over Ginny, he'd probably insist that the girls share a bed. Hermione scowled at the thought of sharing a bed with Ginny, the infamous kicker. Hermione would experience no sleep and many bruises that month. She groaned "Well, there's nothing we can do about it now, go put them up."

"I can't believe him!" Hermione told Ron as they walked across the campsite to the mess hall, "He forgets everything! I mean I'm glad he can be carefree with You-Know-Who gone but He's just loosened up a little too much!" Hermione grumbled kicking a pebble with the toe of her tennis shoe, "and now I have to sleep with the goddess of kicking!" Ron was about to respond but when he saw her staring straight ahead with a look to kill he decided not to, for his own safety. Then Hermione, muttering to her self to watch where she was going, tripped over a hole in the ground and went sprawling forward. Ron automatically reached out to catch her, ignoring the deep shade of red his ears were turning. It took a while for it to register in Hermione's mind that Ron was holding her around the waist in order to stop her fall.

"It can't be!" A female voice with a strong English accent called across the field. "Hermione Granger! With a boy!" Hermione looked up, her state of embarrassment only worsening when she saw a tall, lanky girl with light blonde hair trying not to laugh.

"Hi Amy," Hermione grumbled as Ron helped her to her feet. "Ron, Amy, Amy, Ron. Ron is a good FRIEND of mine! Ron, Amy went to primary school with me.

Amy pouted, "Now I have no one to tease! Oh well I'll just wait until you two start dating!"

Hermione's cheeks went pink at the last statement, Amy was a tease but she usually understood these things. Hermione had known Amy since they were little and Amy had never been wrong on a relationship prediction. Hermione was about to comment on this, but Ron, stuttering from embarrassment, "We were u-u-um going down to the mess hall for some lunch."

"Yeah," Hermione said relieved that Ron had changed the subject, "Right food, mess hall where there is lunch." She said dragging Ron off to the mess hall.

"See you later wild cats!" Amy called, Hermione rolled her eyes and stared after the blonde as she walked away, Hermione guessed that over her summers in America she had picked up some American sayings, so Hermione had no clue what she was trying to say.

It ended up that Hermione's prediction about the sleeping arrangements was correct. And as predicted, she did not fall asleep.

"Stop it Harry!"

"Ron get your elbow out of my chest!"

"As soon as you get your knee out of my crotch!"

'Only if you…"

"QUIET!" Ginny shouted, "None of us are going to get any sleep if you two double up!" She threw off the covers, pushed Ron off the double bed and climbed in beside Harry who immediately wrapped her up in his arms.

"Ron put his head down but even in the dark they could all see the bright red his ears were turning, and Hermione noted with a hint of embarrassment they could also probably also see her bright red cheeks. This was confirmed as Ginny rolled over and giggled.

Ron slowly crawled onto the mattress; Hermione felt her side of the bed rise up as he added his extra weight to the bed.

Suddenly Hermione started to feel cold, and it was a fairly warm night. Ron, who had all his attention on the body beside him, noticed her shiver. Not thinking about what he was doing, Ron wrapped his arms around his best friend trying to keep her warm.

Hermione felt Ron's arms wrap around her and turned around to face him, she felt that familiar flipping sensation that her stomach went through every time they touched. Ron pulled her close and Hermione felt warmth overcome her body. She unconsciously moved closer to the warmth (Ron) and it completely engulfed her as Ron wrapped his arms completely around her and she buried her head into his chest. That night Hermione was proven wrong, instead of getting no sleep Hermione had the most relaxing sleep in her life.