"Hey Oliver, let's get out of here," said Cho, after brushing her teeth. "It's such a bright sunny day! I want to enjoy it!"

"Where do you want to go, Cho?" said Oliver curiously.

"Where would YOU want to go?" Cho responded, grinning cheekily.

"Anywhere where you think we could have fun, I guess. After all, the team that has the most fun at the end of the week wins 100 points each for the house they're in," said Oliver.

"What? What do you mean by team that has the most fun? I didn't hear Professor Dumbledore saying anything about it!" Cho Chang frowned and looked at Oliver. Oliver noticed that her beautiful brown eyes were filling up with confusion.

"Oh. I guess I forgot to tell you. Professor Mcgonagall just told all the males that the team that has the most fun would win the 100 points. I mean, she didn't think there was enough space for the boys and girls in that small train cabin. Well. So there you have it. Team that has the most fun wins," said Oliver, grinning.

"How would they know how much fun we had?" asked Cho.

"Well, they have the Sorting Hat," Oliver smiled. "Do you want to win the 100 points?"

"Oh yes! Definitely," said Cho with an impish grin.

"So where do you want to go?" asked Oliver.

Cho pondered for a while. "I know a place where we can definitely have lots of fun," she said, grabbing Oliver's hand excitedly and pulling him out of the door. "Let's go to the ice-skating rink!"

"Erm Cho," said Oliver.

"What?"

"Don't you want to change first? I certainly don't want to go out in my pyjamas," said Oliver, pointing at his own attire.

"Oh!" Cho grinned. She looked at herself. "Come on let's get changed. Quick quick quick!"

**

Meanwhile, at a hotel not so far away.

"DRACO MALFOY! ARE YOU DONE YET?!" Hermione shouted angrily, trying to get her voice through the bathroom door. Malfoy was taking a very very long bath.

"Hey Mudblood," came the response. "It doesn't mean that if you don't want to wash yourself properly, I can't take my bath too."

"I took my bath one hour ago and you've been in that bathroom since then! GET OUT OF THAT BATH! NOW!" Hermione shrieked.

"Fine, fine," said Malfoy, coming out of the bathroom. Dressed in a dark green t-shirt and jeans, he looked almost handsome. He flicked his wet blond hair away from his eyes, and stared coolly with steel blue eyes at Hermione. "So what do you want to do now? I really don't like spending one whole week with a Mudblood, you know."

Hermione bristled at the insult, but she was already too used to it to care. "Malfoy, don't you remember? The pair that has the most fun gets the 100 points each. And I'm sure you need those 100 points badly, Malfoy. Remember the mess you made out of the Slytherin common room during that midnight party? Got caught and lost 70 points, didn't you?" She grinned smugly. Malfoy's face turned red.

"Fine! So where do you suggest going to now, Muggle-born witch?"

"Ha! I know just the place," said the young Gryffindor witch, grinning.

"What? Don't tell me it's the library!" a look of shock passed the blond- haired Slytherin wizard's face.

"I'm not that boring, Malfoy, even if you are. I'm bringing you to a games arcade," she said.

"What? A what?"

"A games arcade. Never mind, I'll explain on the way there. We're already in Day Two of the trip and I don't want to waste anymore time," said Hermione, looking in the mirror and smoothing down her dark purple t-shirt.

**

"Hey Ron?" said Penelope Clearwater doubtfully. "Surely you don't think Percy is. . .jealous?"

"What? What makes you think so?" said Ron, frowning.

"Well, look at the letter he sent me via owl," said Penelope, pushing the note towards Ron.

Ron shrugged, and started reading. The note said:

'Dear Penelope, I hope you're doing well. Are you having a nice time with my brother Ron? Is he treating you well? You'd better tell me everything that happened between you and him when you get back. I will be waiting for your recount. Love, Percy.'

Ron rolled his eyes. Typical Percy.

"Well, I guess he IS jealous. But nothing happened! Why should you be afraid?" asked Ron.

"I guess I'm just worried he'd be upset, that's all," said Penelope.

"Don't worry about that old hatrack," responded Ron. Penelope winced at the remark against Percy. "We're just friends. And I'm glad we're friends. If I hadn't got to know you better on that train, I would have thought you were a stiff and bossy person like Percy. And I can't believe you like Chudley Cannons too! You're really cool, Penelope. And don't let Percy spoil our fun."

Penelope blushed. "You're really nice, Ron. But don't misunderstand Percy. He's just worried about me. He's really sweet and caring and gen--" She was cut off by Ron. "Really Penelope, you can go on and on about Percy. Enough about him. This trip was supposed to be fun." Ron winked.

"Oh all right, Ron. Hey! I've got this wonderful place to go to!" said Penelope excitedly.

"What? Where?"

"If you're game enough, you can try this sport. It's called wind-surfing!" Penelope grinned.

"Wind what? What's that?"

He really is a pure-bred wizard, thought Penelope.

"You'll know when we get there, come on!"

**

"Harry?"

"Yes, Hannah?"

"It's getting boring, let's go somewhere else," Hannah Abbot said.

"Personally I'm having fun," Harry responded, grinning.

"Yes, but I can't understand Parseltongue and I don't know what you're saying to it. Him. It," sighed Hannah.

"Oh all right." Harry stopped talking to the snake.

Harry and Hannah were at the zoo, where he had gotten into a spirited conversation with a King Cobra.

"So Hannah, where do you want to go?" he asked.

"Well, you're the expert, Harry," admitted Hannah.

"Hmm. I know! Let's go bowling!" said Harry.

"What? Bowling? What're we going to do with a bowl?"

Harry sighed. He knew this would happen. It always happened with Ron. More often than not, pure-bred wizards did not understand much of the Muggle language.

"Come on, I'll show you when we're there."