Disclaimer- I still don't own Harry Potter from any of my other fics, and I seriously doubt that I will. I mean, JK Rowling could go all generous and give away the rights to it, but she'd probably give it her kids, or something…

The Return of the Camping Trip

Chapter 1: Ideas

George sat down at his desk in the back room of Weasley's Wizard Wheezes, the joke shop he co-owned with his twin, Fred. He pulled out his date book, as he knew that there was something important coming up soon. He flipped to March, the current month, and scanned the page. Sure enough, on the 14th, there was writing in the square. It was his fifth anniversary with Hermione. He smiled as he thought back to that wonderful day, remembering when they got together.

~~~Flashback~~~

"There's something I need to tell you," George said.

"I kinda need to tell you something too, but you go first," Hermione said as she motioned for him to continue.

"Okay, this is really, really hard for me to say," he told her. "Just please promise me that you won't laugh or anything."

"I promise I won't," she told him, giving him an encouraging smile.

George took her hands in his and closed his eyes. "Okay, Mione. Over the past few days, I've really been getting to know you, and I've been figuring out lots of stuff about you. Throughout all the years that we've known each other, we've never been particularly close, and I'm really glad that we've been changing that recently.

"I know that this is probably going to ruin everything that we've been building for the last couple of days, but I have to let you know: I like you. You are a wonderful person, you're pretty, smart, funny, nice, and, well, a bunch of other stuff, too. I know that you probably don't feel the same but…" He stopped as he was cut off by Hermione's hand covering his mouth.

"Are you… are you serious?" she asked, "This isn't just a joke, is it?" George shook his head, a little bit confused.

Slowly, Hermione's entire face lit up in a smile. She removed her hand from George's mouth, and said something so quietly that it was barely audible.

"What was that?" he asked, looking intently at her.

"I like you, too," she repeated a bit louder, tears of joy forming in her eyes.

"You do?" he asked incredulously. Hermione nodded silently, fighting back the tears that threatened to fall from her eyes. George's face broke into the largest grin she'd ever seen on it.

~~~End Flashback~~~

They had shared their first kiss after that, and had been together ever since. It had been his last year at Hogwarts, Hermione's fifth, and all Muggle Studies classes, fifth year and up, had taken a camping trip, the Muggle way. George and Hermione had hung out together during that trip and gotten to know each other better. Over the years, they had fallen in love, moved in together, and George had proposed the past Christmas.

As it was their five-year anniversary, George wanted to do something really special for her. He thought for a moment before he was struck with a wonderful idea. He quickly made his way out of the back room, stepping behind the counter and waiting for Fred to finish with a customer.

When the customer was done, George turned to Fred. "Would you mind if I took off a bit early?" They were due to close in an hour and a half, at five.

"What for?" Fred asked curiously.

"I wanted to go pick up Mione's anniversary present," George informed him.

"Oh, what are you getting her?"

"It's a surprise," he responded mischievously. "Would you mind?"

"Nah, go ahead," Fred said as he consulted his watch.

"Thanks, man," George said, grinning. He quickly slipped off his Wizarding robes, leaving him in a pair of black trousers and a dark blue shirt. With a last wave, he exited the shop, heading to Gringott's. He quickly changed his Galleons, Sickles, and Knuts into Muggle pounds, before heading to the Leaky Cauldron. George left the pub, entering Muggle London.

******

George entered his flat around 4:45 that afternoon, hiding his bags behind his back. Carefully checking around to make sure that Hermione wasn't in the room, he performed a Shrinking charm and a Lightening charm on the bags. He tucked them into the pocket of his trousers before heading into the living room.

Hermione was sitting in a large armchair by the fire, reading. Her eyes lit up when she saw him, and she quickly put her book down.

"You're home early!" she said happily, standing and throwing her arms around his neck. George wrapped his arms around her waist tightly, kissing her deeply. That was their usual ritual when he got off work. Hermione got home at three from her job at the Daily Prophet every day, so she was generally home when he got back.

"I had to go pick up your anniversary present, and I got done early," George informed her when they broke the kiss. Hermione's eyes lit up when he said that.

"Anniversary present, eh?" she asked slyly. "What is it?"

"Well, you're getting it early, so you'll only have to wait about twenty minutes to find out," he said. Hermione smiled broadly, kissing him again. "Just wait out here for until I get everything set up, okay?"

"Okay," Hermione agreed. George quickly walked up the stairs to their bedroom, placing a locking charm on the door. He trusted Hermione to not try and peek, but he decided to lock it just in case.

Hermione was very excited. She was in great suspense, wondering exactly what George had planned. She could tell by the look in his eyes that he had some scheme, and she couldn't wait to find out what.

Around fifteen minutes later, George called Hermione into their bedroom. She sprinted up the stairs, arriving in mere seconds. There were three wrapped packages in varying sizes and shapes sitting on the bed, with George sitting beside them.

"All of that?" Hermione asked.

"Well, they're all really just accessories for the actual gift," George informed her, a secretive smile on his face. "Come on, open this one first." Hermione sat down and took the offered gift, eagerly tearing off the wrapping paper; inside were two canteens.

"Canteens?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Open the next one," he told her, ignoring the remark. Hermione grabbed the mid-sized package and pulled off the wrapping paper.

"A sleeping bag?" she asked, still puzzled.

"A double. You'll get it when you open the next one," George said, pushing the last package towards her. She lifted it off of the bed, nearly dropping it. The rectangular package was very heavy.

Hermione quickly unwrapped the last one, revealing the box to a rather large tent. Understanding quickly washing over her, she gave an excited yell.

"George!" she said loudly, briskly moving the gifts out of her way so she could give him a kiss. "Oh my gosh!" she cried, smiling hugely.

"I figured, 'What could be more romantic than Muggle camping?'" George said, quickly adding, "Alone this time."

"It's wonderful!" Hermione said sweetly, biting her lip in anticipation. "When can we go?"

"Well, we both already lined up days off next week to spend our anniversary together, so I figured that we could go then," he told her, shrugging.

"You are terrific, you know that?" Hermione asked, framing his face in her hands. He felt the warm gold band of her engagement ring gently move over his jaw as she stroked his face, staring intently into his eyes, her nails gently grazing his skin.

"Well, you haven't told me in about… er, nine hours," George joked, pretending to count off time in his head. "I could sure use a reminder."

"Gladly," she said, pressing her lips firmly to his.

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(A/N- Yeah! More camping! Isn't it great? Well, if you read this, then I am going to assume that you read the first, The Camping Trip. If you didn't, then I highly recommend that you do. This will make lots more sense, then. I had lots of requests for a sequel, and I started working on it. I decided to post this one in chapters, just so it would get out faster. Besides, it's gonna be a lot longer than the other one, anyway! If you guys wouldn't mind reviewing, I'd really appreciate it. I love reviews!)