This chapter's a little better than the last one.. I hope y'all like it! :) Btw, thanks for the reviews!

The Weasly's were finally in Egypt. They ended up on a brightly lit street, amongst a crowd of people milling around.

"Right then, just this way..." Mr. Weasly was leading them down a dingy, seemingly deserted alley way.

"Where are we going, Dad?" asked George, looking perplexed.

"This is where we're going to stay. Its like a Muggle hotel, but much, much better." Mr. Weasly explained. They finally came to a stop beside a run-down, itsy-bitsy house. Even though the Weasly siblings all knew not to judge things on outside appearances, they were still a little wary. Percy straightened his glasses, Fred and George nudged each other, Ginny leaned against her mother, and Ron glared at the ramshackle building.

Mrs. Weasly led the way, lugging a heavy bag up the crumbling porch steps and through the slim doorway. And even though Ron expected the inside to be totally different, he was still taken aback.

The inside of the hotel was huge, like something that Ron expected to be seen at Hogwarts. There were glittering floors, immense pillars sticking up from the floor and touching the ceiling, big, plush chairs next to a huge fireplace, and skylight windows that let in tons of streaming light. At the front desk sat a skinny, balding man.

"May I help you?" he squeaked. Fred and George had to duck behind a pillar, they were laughing so hard.

While Mr. Weasly checked in with the desk clerk, Ginny skipped over to the fireplace chairs. Ron followed a little quieter. He was excited, but not enough to make him skip over.

"Oh! Hello..." Ginny said in surprise. When Ron reached Ginny, he was also very surprised.

A girl sat in one of the chairs facing the fireplace. Ron realized why he hadn't seen her when they had arrived—she was very tiny compared to the huge chair. She looked about Ron's age, but she might not have been as tall. She had long, dark shiny hair and round, dark eyes. She also was very pretty, and Ron hoped that Ginny hadn't noticed his wide-eyed stare.

"Hello... I'm Monica. Monica Marount." She smiled at the both of them, and waited for Ginny and Ron to introduce themselves.

"Hi! I'm Ginny, and this is my brother Ron. And my twin brothers Fred and George are over there, and I have another older brother Percy. We're here to visit my brother Bill." Ginny said all of this very cheerfully.

"That's nice. I'm here on vacation, too. I'm here with my parents, my older sister and my cousin. There in our room, though." Monica smiled her bright smile again.

"Ginny! Ron! Time to head up to the room!" Mrs. Weasly called loudly from across the room.

"Well, see you later, I suppose!" Monica smiled and gave Ron a little wave before Ginny tugged him away.

"She seemed nice." Ginny chattered as they walked over.

"Yeah. Real nice!" Ron grinned. Ron suddenly realized that he had not thought of Hermione in hours.

"Who was that?" Fred whispered as they grabbed their bags from the lobby area by the desk.

"Monica Marount. I think she's French. Hey—she mentioned she was here with an older sister and cousin. Maybe they're 15, too." Ron suggested, and Fred brightened up. Just then, George nudged Ron in the ribs.

"Did you say we should meet up later, then?" he laughed.

"Okay, kids, now this is what Muggles call an eletator. Er, make that, elegator. Okay, whatever it is, this is like that." Mr. Weasly ushered the family into the wizard elevator, and Mr. Weasly pressed a flashing panel of buttons. Suddenly, the rectangular box they were standing in jerked upwards. Through the see-through glass, Ron could see the dark Monica Marount disappearing as the family rose higher and higher.