I Don't own Harry Potter. I wrote this for my BFFE who loves Draluna, and is very upset because her parents won't let her go to Florida with a friend. Here you go! Enjoy!

Draco was not having fun. His robes were ripped. He was drenched in sweat. He had scratches on his face, he was tired, and be was hungry. But the reason he wasn't having fun was that the girl leading him on this expedition seemed as if she wasn't having any issues at all.

Draco's mother had realized that her son was spending way too much time indoors, and so she had hired a camping guide. So now Lucius, Narcissa, and Draco were tromping through the forest, headed to some unknown destination.

With Luna Lovegood.

He had left almost two weeks after leaving Hogwarts. His mother had invited him along, said it was good bonding time.

"It's just up ahead," Luna said. "Just there."

She pointed towards a break in the bushes where Draco could see light for the first time in Merlin knows how many hours.

They finally broke into the clearing. Draco's breath actually caught in his throat at the view. He looked around. They were on the top of a cliff looking over a huge meadow. Above them was another cliff with a waterfall, which pooled into a small pond. The ground beneath them was covered in lush green grass, and in the center of the clearing was a small circle of rocks, with a pile of wood beside it.

"Well," Narcissa said finally. "I guess I was right to allow Miss Lovegood to pick the spot."

Luna smiled at her. "I was glad to be of service. Now, would you like to put up your tent by magic, or would you like to do it the muggle way?"

"The muggle way," Narcissa said at the same time the other two said, "Magic."

Narcissa glared at them, and then said, more firmly, "The Muggle way."

Luna laughed, and then said, "Ok. I'll show you how with my tent. Then if you guys need any help, I can teach you."

She dropped her backpack and unlatched the tent she had attached to her bag. Luna was wearing a purple tank top and short green shorts, with her long, wavy blonde hair tied back in a loose pony tail. It looked a lot more comfortable than the robes Draco was wearing, and he couldn't wait to get them off and into more comfortable clothing. In the meantime, he took off his cloak and robes, now standing in just a dress shirt, black pants, and tie. The family had left from a meeting at the ministry, where Lucius and Draco had applied for jobs.

Draco watched Luna set up the tent intently, and soon thought he ha it all figured out.

Boy was he wrong.

His parents were sharing a tent, but it was only large enough for the two of them, so he was given his own. First he laid out the canvas tent. He did that okay. Then it came to the tent poles. He pushed the first one through much too hard, and it snapped. Sighing, he fixed it magically. Then he tried again. It got stuck in the middle. He wriggles it around until it finally slid through. It fell to the side as he tried the next. The next pole frequently popped apart, until he held both sides and pushed them together. He then had to readjust the canvas.

By now everyone was finished, and Luna was setting a tripod over the fire. She looked up.

"Did you need help, Mr. Malfoy?"

"No, I don't need any help," Draco snapped, turning his back and wiping sweat off his face. His hand left a trail of dirt across his face. He rolled up his sleeves, and then went at the tent again.

Once he had the tent poles in, he realized he still needed to stake it down.

By now he was tired, covered in sweat, and hungry. The hamburgers Luna was grilling over the fire were helping absolutely nothing.

Draco sighed and aimed his mallet over the stake, pulled back, and brought it down hard. The pain came soon after.

"Ah!" he basically shouted. He dropped the mallet and brought his hand to his mouth, sucking on the swelling finger. The mallet landed on his foot, and when his hands went down to his foot, his knee hit his chin.

Draco stood up, angry, picked up the mallet, and threw it into the forest. It broke a tree branch.

"Draco!" Narcissa exclaimed. "Temper! Now you go and find that mallet."

Draco pinched the bridge of his nose and breathed in an out until he was calm enough not to yell, and he tromped into the woods to find the mallet. Once he'd found it and walked back-he had thrown it quite a ways away-Luna had finished up his tent and was serving supper. Draco dropped the mallet by the bag that had contained his tent and sat down in between his father and across from Luna, who handed him a paper plate with his supper on it.

He took it and bit into it.

Luna cleared her throat. "Um, Draco?"

Draco simply nodded to acknowledge that he was listening.

"I already told your parents, but if you want to bathe or something, you can go behind the waterfall. It's got a very clean pool back there."

Draco nodded again and finished his supper, threw his paper plate in the fire and brought his backpack into the tent.

One inside, he pulled off his shirt and tie and threw it to the opposite side of the tent. It was a huge relief. Draco dug through his bag to find his wand, and put a charm on the inside of the tent to make it cooler. He then found a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, a bar of soap, and a towel, and he marched to the waterfall. His parents and Luna were both sitting around the fire, talking about a schedule for what to do over the week. Draco knew that he'd be out voted anyway, so he walked across the stones through the pond, and through a break in the water fall. When he was on the stone behind the falls, he quickly stripped down and jumped into the deep pool. He surface and shook out his hair, then finished washing up and returned to his family and Luna.

"Did you have a nice bath?" his mother asked him.

"Fine," Draco replied.

"That's good."

"Where's dad?"

"He went in to bed. He was tired."

"Lovegood?"

"It would be nice if you called her Luna," his mother scolded. "And she also went in to bed."

Draco nodded and continued to his tent. "Night, mom."

"Night, sweetie."

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