A.N. Sorry it took so long to update, I've had so much dance and rehersals and such.

The Squirrel...

The next day they went on a pond study, where they took nets, lent of the side of a low dock, and pulled out microscopic insects (I know, sounds fun, doesn't it).

"I think I'll sit out this one..." Lavander announced. "I don't really like bugs."

"I'm with you," Seamus said.

"Come on mate, you're missing out on so much here." Dean said.

"No way, I'm out."

Dean reluctantly let the subject drop, and went over to collect a net and bucket.

"Hey look, it's like a water swimmer," Malfoy said putting some weird bug into the bucket.

"Is that a ring?!" Pansy shrieked peering into the murky (yet shallow) water. "Get it, get it!"

Everybody spent a good 10 minutes trying to get the "ring out, though after Crabbe (back from the infirmerary) pushed it under the dock they gave up hope.

Another 15 minutes later they examined all the bugs that they gathered in a group, then played "The Bug Lottery" (finding out the life cycle of a bug ).

"This seems like a really immature game for our age." Hermione complained.

"What are you talking about?!This is so totally cool!" Ron exclaimed, not being the slightest bit sarcastic.

Hermione rolled her eyes though continued the game.

In the background on a bench Lavander was playing solitaire and Seamus was reading a book.

Back to the game...

"Anybody's number ending in 2 or 5 is out, because you were eaten by a large frog." The guide announced.

"Whoop-de-doo, I guess I'm out." Hermione said.

"Ahhhhhh!" Came a yell. Everybody turned to see Seamus jumping up off the bench doing a crazed dance. "Bloody squirrel!" he yelled. After he calmed down he told everybody that he was sitting peacefully reading a book when a squirrel ran up inside his t-shirt and when it couldn't get up through the "head hole" ran back down.

"Let's find the squirrel!" Dean yelled, and they all thundered into the bushes.

"There it is!" Ron yelled, pointing at a gimpy old black squirrel. "Get it!"

Everybody charged at it though it ran up a tree, much to the disappointment of Seamus who wanted to kill the squirrel.

"Everybody back to the game." the guide announced pulling all the grumbling students back to the dock.

A.N. Short, but I don't care. Just to mention I haven't read any other camping ff's so if I have copied an idea I'm sorry, but it's not my fault.

Thanks to: stripe-fire (a.k.a. my only reviewer), none the less you helped make the camping trip what it is, and edit stuff (and remind me of the squirrel).