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Harry POV
Well.
That was unexpected.
But, funny at the same time.
Harry voiced these thoughts to Ginny and Hermione, however, they were NOT amused.
"It's not funny", Ginny snapped.
"Yeah, he just got stunned!", Hermione added.
Harry snickered a bit. Ginny and Hermione both gave Harry dirty looks.
"He's drooling.", Harry said, still snickering.

Ginny smacked the back of Harry's head.

Then Hermione, deciding to take the matter into her own hands, cried, "Mr Weasley!"
"Hmmm?"
He was checking his watch 20 metres away, not paying attention to the escalating mess.
"Percy's been stunned!"
"What?" Mr Weasley ran over.
"Ah, I can't revive him right now; we're still in sight of Muggles. I'll do it inside our tent.", as he inspected Percy.
"Really?", groaned Hermione and Ginny
"Yep. Now, let's get him to our campsite."
FIVE MINUTES LATER
"Urgh", Mr Weasley groaned, as he attempted to lift Percy.
"He's no light weight, is he? Would you help, Harry ?"
"Err, ok...", Harry said, a tad reluctant, though.
Together, Harry and Mr Weasley dragged Percy to the campsite.
Hermione and Ginny ran along, shouting encouragements and observations.
"Keep on going! You can do it!"
"Harry, stop laughing!"
"Don't drop him! Oh well done, nicely caught"
"I saw that, Harry, I know that was on purpose!"
Eventually, they reached their campsite.
Bill, Charlie and Percy Weasley were waiting there.
"Hello Dad, Harry, Hermione, Ginny. Where's Ron? And Fred? And George? And who's that?"
"Oh, Ron and the twins are getting some water. And that's Percy."
"Ooookkkaaayyyy... But Percy's here." They gestured to the indignant Percy.
"This is another Percy. Percy Jackson"

Then Ron appeared, huffing and puffing, accompanied by the suspicious looking twins.
"We vanished all the water", they whispered, laughing.
"This pan is bloody heavy!", Ron complained.
Harry raised an eyebrow. He didn't see any pan.
"What pan?"
"This pan"
Ron displayed a huge sauce pan.
"Remember? Dad sent me to get water?"
"Uh...", Harry paused
"It's empty"
"What?!"
Ron looked down at the (empty) pan.
"Damn, I must have spilled it!", Ron exclaimed, hurling expletives.
The twins were laughing.
Mr Weasley looked slightly sheepish.
"Uh, Ron? I just realised that there's a tap right next to our campsite.
"WHAT!", screeched Ron, furious.
"Uh...", Mr Weasley trailed off. He scratched his head.
"Sort of."
Ron huffed and growled at Mr Weasley.
"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME!?"
"Er..."
"Are we going to revive Percy or not?", said Harry, amused, but tired of dragging Percy's body around.
"He's bloody heavy"
If possible, Mr Weasley looked even more sheepish.
"Er, not yet; I'd rather revive him inside the tent. So no Muggles can see him."
Everyone sighed in unison.
"Well, we better get tent erecting!", Hermione said eagerly.
"The Muggle way!", Mr Weasley piped up.
There were many confused looks all around
"Er.. How do you do it?", asked Ron, still fuming slightly.
Bill rolled his eyes.
"Well I ain't doing it the Muggle way!", he said.
He pointed his wand and muttered something that sounded like: "Tentus Erecto!" (Not like that, you dirty minded sasquatches)
The tent erected, in its full, not exactly awe-inspiring, glory.
Mr Weasley growled at Bill.
"Why did you do that? Muggles could've seen that!"
"Well, for one-"
Bill's argument was interrupted by a man who wore a tweed suit with thigh-length galoshes.

Basil.
"Muggles ain't coming in here, there's so many repelling spells, it would be like walking into a brick wall!", he said proudly.
A Muggle, obvious by his normal clothes and confused expression, walked by.
"Obliviate Obliviate Obliviate Obliviate!", Basil cried.
He ran after the muggle, shooting various spells, and spouting expletives.
"Oh, Basil", Mr Weasley sighed, the argument forgotten.
"Let's go into the tent, shall we?"

Harry was a bit sceptical.

He could see the same expression on Hermione's face, too.

How would 8 people fit into a tiny tent made for one?

Harry then decided to just go with the flow.

They dragged Percy into the tent, well, more like shoved.

As Harry entered the tent, he gaped in absolute wonder.

The inside of the tent was bigger than the outside!*

He heard Hermione gasp beside him as she entered the tent.

"Undetectable extension charm", He heard her mutter.

It had a small kitchen, several bunk beds, and a strong smell of cats.

Hermione was crinkling her nose distastefully.

"Okay!", Mr Weasley said, "let's do this!"

"Rennervate!", He flourished his wand.

Percy immediately jumped up and shoved his hand in his pocket.

Looking for his wand, Harry presumed.

But, instead, he drew out a pen.

Harry frowned.

Wasn't that the pen he was holding when we first saw him? I wonder what's so special about it...

Percy relaxed when he realised it was the Weasley's who surrounded him.

But Hermione had other ideas.

"How did that spell just bounce off you?", She said, curiousity burning in her eyes.

He looked uncomfortable.

"Uh..."

Suddenly a change came over him.

"It was a special protego charm that my mother taught me unfortunately I cannot teach you since the ability to learn special spells runs in the family", Percy said in monotone, his eyes glazed over.

Percy seemed to shake it off.

"Err.. yeah"

Hermione looked at him suspiciously, but she seemed to accept his explanation.

They messed around in the tent, having pillow and marshmallow fights, pelting each other with various objects, with Mr Weasley standing on the side, chuckling.

When everyone was finally out of the tent, they began to separate and start striking up conversations with random vendors.

By the end of their little "Chats", Harry had somehow obtained 4 Omnioculars, a leprechaun hat, a miniature figure of a Veela and a half-empty packet of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans. Needless to say, he left the "chats" with his pockets a lot lighter.

A few hours later, everyone was sprawled out everywhere, waiting for the bell to ring, signifying the beginning of the Quidditch Cup. Suddenly, a resounding GONG! rang out across the field.

Fred fell out of his bunk bed and landed with a thump.

It's starting.

*Doctor Who Tardis Feels! Okay, to all you Whovians out there, who is your favourite doctor?

Ahem(Apparently I have Umbridge-itis), anyways,

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To "Matt" (guest) review

Matt:Okay I guess I was just mad that you gave Percy the same wand as Harry has. I'm going to rant about the two having the same wand just in case I forget what I want to put in. I mean have you no imagination? If they both have the same wand they could mix them up easily!

Harry: 11 inches, Holly, Phoenix feather

Percy: 14 inches, Mahogany, Phoenix feather

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