A/N: Erm, there's nothing really to say. Lalalalala.... okalay dokalay! Do you like the title for this chapter? Yes you doooo. Come on, admit it... Enjoy chapter Four!

Chapter Four: Ron's Pants

Ron and Harry helped themselves to hotdogs and hambugers.

"Hey, these packets are from McDonalds!" Ron said, reading a ketchup packet.

"What's McDonalds?" Drake asked, picking up his own packet.

"Oh nothing. Isn't that right, Ron?" Harry said, nudging his companion.

"No," said Ron, squeezing ketchup onto his hotdog.

"Shut up, you're ruining the plot!" Harry whispered in his ear.

"Oooooh, sorry," Ronaldo whisper apologized. (A/N: I apologize for calling him that). Ronal - Ron made his voice louder. "Uh, What is... McDonalds, you... ask? Ha ha ha, there is... no such thing...!"

"Oh okay," Drake said, heading back to his own table.

Harry looked at Ron, who was uneasily staring at the ketchup packets. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine... Look a diversion!" said Ron.

"Where?" asked Harry, turning around. Ron starting shoveling the ketchup packets into his shirt, his pants... anywhere that was convenient.

"I did't see anything," Harry said, turning back to Ron. "What the heck are you doing?"

"Well, I like ketchup!" Ron protested. "And muggles do this all the time! They get away with it!" (A/N: ... gosh it's hot in here ::ajusts shirt collar:: mmmm, ketchup.)

"Come on, let's go back to hermione," Harry sighed. "You're leaking."

Ron looked down, and there was some packets coming out of his pants. He stuffed them back in. "Thanks, mate."

Harry sat down beside Hermione. "I brought you a hamburger."

"Thanks!" Hermione said, accepting that... delicious... slab.. of juicy meat... enveloped between two mouthwateringly marshmallowy soft, tan buns. "Thanks for the humburger."

Or it could be called a hamburger.

"Guess what's in my pants," Ron said to Hermione.

"I'd rather not," she said warily.

"Ketchup!" he exclaimed, dumping it out.

"It's probably the only thing in your pants," Hermione muttered.

"What did you say?" Ron asked, his mouth already smudged with red.

"Never you mind," Hermione told him.

"Are you going to eat that?" Harry asked Ron, pointing to a hotdog.

"Why would I do that?" asked ron. "You've already taken a bite of it."

"Well i was just checking to see if i should guard it," Harry replied. "You're on search-and-destroy mode or something..."

"Nah, I'm stuffed,"

"Me too,"

"I as well," Hermione added.

"What time is it?" Harry asked.

Hermione glanced at the wall where there was a clock. "It's-"

"Eight o'clock! Game time!" called Kate, who was standing so all could see her.

Everyone cheered. Kate flicked her wand, and the tables all disapeared, in their places were floor pillows. "Everyone grab a pillow!"

"Are we going to have a pillow fight?" a girl asked eagerly.

"Nope," Kate said. "Well everyone, it's your first night at the best camp on earth, and I want to apologize."

Harry, Ron and Hermione exchanged glances.

"Tell 'em, Andy," she said, looking at Andy.

"Well, to tell you the truth, we didn't plan any games for tonight," he explained.

Everyone groaned.

"But, we are going to, erm, leave now. So you will all be unsupervised." he said. The counselors headed for the door. "Uh, we are leaving. So you are all, er... good bye."

Kate nudged him.

"Oh!" he added, hurrying back. "I'm leaving a bottle here... in the middle of the floor." he placed a bottle in the middle of the floor on its side. "Don't anyone spin it..." he quickly left.

The door slammed shut. The campers were alone. Together. Alone.

The was total silence as everyone stared at the bottle.

Harry blinked.

Parvati cracked her neck.

Ron coughed.

Hermione sneezed.

Drake shifted.

Lavender bit her lip.

Ginny sniffed.

Ron coughed louder.

Draco jumped up. "Let's spin it and see what happens!" he exclaimed.

A/N: ::wink wink nudge nudge:: Hey people I need some assitance. Alright, well, I'm assuming you've guessed what Kate, Andy and Mitch have planned... so I need ideas for who to smooch who and the reactions and stuff! :) If you go slashie then that's fine as long as it's you limit it. Suggestions? Anyone? (western hay thingie rolls by) ::sniff:: I can wait...