1A/N: Hi everybody! Sorry this chappie took me forever, I've just been incredibly busy this past week and a half or so. Anyways, I would like to thank my first two reviewers,

Twitchy the Squirrel, and Bittersweet913 for their encouragement! And their tips, so thank you both! Oh and I was told that I made a mistake in the first chapter, um, when Harry is trying to make an alter-image of himself, it's not called a Wii, it's called a Mii! So, forgive me, I've only played like once at my friend's house. But we brainstormed this story together, and I just HAD to write a fanfic about it! So, here's chapter two

Disclaimer: I own nothing. Except for,, wait, nope. Nothing...:(

CHAPTER 2: NOT THE BOWEL MOVEMENT!

Once Harry had returned with Draco's glass of clean water, the interrogation began.

"Like I was saying, what the bloody hell are you doing in my house ferret?!" Ron yelled again.

Draco rolled his eyes, " Word out on the street is that the dear Weasels finally, and I do mean finally, grasped ahold of the newest technology, and brought their house out of the Poor Ages. I, of course, had to see for myself. And, now that I am here, I expect to stay, and play with your Wii." He finished confidently. The rest of the Dream Team, plus Ginny, looked around at each other, before they nodded uncertainly.

"Alright, Malfoy, you can stay. But you will not be treated with respect, and/or dignity. Got it?"Hermione warned

"It's clear." Draco sneered back at her. She huffed impatiently,

"Alright, it's my turn." She declared, grabbing the wand out of Harry's hands.

TWO HOURS LATER

"AW COME ON!! THAT WAS SO BLOODY UNFAIR!!" Malfoy roared at the tv

He turned to Ginny,

"Did you see that??! DID YOU SEE THAT??!! I hit that ball! Bloody computer won't let me win, just because I didn't hit a home run, does NOT mean that I didn't hit the frickin' ball!!!" He screamed outraged. Ginny just rolled her eyes,

"Draco, you hit a foulball. That doesn't count. IT'S A FOUL BALL!" She roared back. Draco just stuck his tongue out at her and waited for the results of his personal fitness test. He blinked as the results came onto the tv screen.

"80?" He whispered,

"80!!! OH BLOODY HELL MALFOY! I didn't think you were THAT out of shape! My dear Merlin boy, that's as... Old as you can be.." Hermione trailed off into a fit of giggles. Ron and Harry smirked as well. Ginny just rolled her eyes and took the wand out of Malfoy's fairly sweaty hand and chose her next sport. Draco huffed and sat back down on the couch next to Hermione.

"So, Malferret, why are you really here?" Hermione asked while everyone else was watching Ginny box the heck out of her opponent. He just stared at her, wondering why she had decided to make smalltalk with him.

"Well, Granger, to make it simply obvious, the truth is: They've gotta Wii."

Hermione just stared at him, mouth open. Malfoy had a confused look on his face, why was she so confused? Then it hit him like a ton of bricks,

"Eaurgh! Get your mind out of the gutter Granger! Everyone has to wee, it's just that the Weasley's got one, you know, the GAME! Not the Bowl Movement!" He gestured wildly with his hands. Hermione blinked again,

"I didn't think that if that's what you mean." She recovered quickly.

"Oh, so what did you think I meant?" He asked teasingly

"None of your business." She sniffed. He rolled his eyes, she was so difficult...

At that moment the door burst open, and a tall, broad-chested man with a fire-red ponytail strode through the door.

"BILL!" Ginny screamedas she ran and hugged her oldest brother.

"How's my Gin-Bug today?" He asked running his fingers through her hair and thoroughly mussing it up.

"Bi-ill!" She whined as she flattened out her hair. He just rolled his eyes and proceeded to greet Ron, Harry and Hermione with hugs. Draco's eyes widened with fear as the tall man strode over to where he was sitting.

"And who might this be?" He questioned kindly,

"D-D-DD-Draco Mal-FF-Oy..." Draco stuttered.

"Sorry, didn't quite catch that?" Bill asked as he stepped closer to Draco, which was taken as an intimidating pose by the latter, who flew hurriedly to Hermione and cowered behind her. Bill frowned,

"Odd boy.." he murmered, shrugging it off he decided to go and visit his parents who were upstairs.

Meanwhile, downstairs the kids were chanting as Hermione spun back and forth in complicated boxing steps.

"GO MIONE! IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY!! GO MIONE!! GO MIONE!!!" Even Draco had joined in the cheering. KNOCKOUT! Big, bold letters flashed across the screen. Hermione stepped back, her feet still moving, she shrugged her shoulders and rolled her neck, anticipating the next match.

Ginny rubbed her shoulders,

"Ok Herms, this is the last round, you've won the first two, this is all you need. Come on girl, go get him!" Hermione nodded and growled rather fiercely and proceeded to knock the heck out of the opponent. GAME OVER.

"YOU WON!" Harry screamed excitedly. Everyone proceeded to clap her on the back; Ron got her a bottle of water and a bowl of sunchips.

"My turn!" He shouted.

A/N

Hope you enjoyed chappie number two! Methinks that there's only one or two more chapters left!

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