(A/N: Due to a nasty bout of writer's block, I kinda had to force this chapter out... but I'm already working on the next two, so don't worry, it has passed!)

"Welcome to the Hotel Swamp," said Hawkeye, holding the door for the Marauders (as he had learned they called themselves) and Lily. They looked just as interested in the tent as they had when they had apparated into it, and it struck Hawkeye as odd that anyone could be interested in a boring old Army tent. Especially the one he had lived in for the past two and a half years.

Each student held an awkward, heavy, olive drab cot and glanced around. Already crowded with three bunks, a stove, a distillery, a writing desk, and three footlockers, there was no way they would all fit.

...Or was there?

Looking guilty, but also gleeful at being naughty and devious, Hawkeye flicked his wand and magically expanded the inside of the Swamp to nearly twice its normal size. Everything stretched and wriggled slightly before falling still. BJ looked ready to faint.

"Everyone's going to notice that the Swamp's doubled in size, Hawkeye!" He cried, but Hawkeye just smiled and shrugged.

"No they won't. Go look for yourself."

BJ gave him an odd look and left the tent. When he returned, looking awestruck, Hawkeye just smirked.

"You guys sleep on these things? Every night?" Sirius asked incredulously, gently prodding the taut, stiff canvas that covered the wooden cot frame. He had already set up his bed (with the aid of magic), and Lily, James, and Remus were doing the same. Sirius took out his wand again and pointed it at the cot, muttering

"Delenio!"

And flopped down onto the softened cot. Hawkeye and BJ were dismayed to see that it bounced slightly beneath Sirius when he dropped onto it, as though he had lain down on a very comfortable mattress.

Hawkeye looked especially stern, reprimanding

"Look, you guys, this camp is full of muggles. That group that was outside the OC, they're only a fraction of the people who are here – there's two hundred of them! We can't go flaunting our magic so irrationally-"

"But if they're all going to be obliviated tomorrow, what's the harm?"

Lily asked with an innocent smile, tapping her wand against the cot she had erected and conjuring several poofy pillows. Hawkeye rolled his eyes and relented almost immediately.

"Boy, really had to twist his arm..." Remus muttered, chuckling to himself. The ravenhaired doctor was now eagerly throwing various spells and charms at his own cot, making it nearly twice as wide and conjuring a feather mattress on top of it, with several heavy blankets and pillows.

"Hey! What about me?" BJ sniffed, looking forlorn, but his face split into a grin as Hawkeye did the same to his own rock hard bed. He settled down onto the mattress and watched as spells flew back and forth in a once in a lifetime display of magic that he might never see again. The fact that such an enchanting world really did exist outside that of non-magical people was still slightly overwhelming to him. He was afraid that, with the coming of morning, he would be forced to forget it all.

But a distinctly nurse-like scream from in the direction of the latrines broke him out of his reverie, as James, Sirius, and Remus, sporting identical grins, dashed out of the tent quickly followed by Hawkeye and a disgruntled looking Lily.