A/N: Wow, I am so sorry for the delay. I've been in the middle of so much homework and dance practice…and well, you get it, right?

AvatarLeader Thanks for the review! And yes, that would be pretty embarrassing. LoL

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luvurfic: Yeah, I know. I should try and update this more often. It's so hard with homework and all. But I'm trying. And I can't tell you any more. It'll ruin the whole thing. LoL

fifty: I won't stop. This story has still a bit more to it. Thanks for the review!

Sarah: Thanks for the great review. I wasn't sure about the last chapter, but thanks for keeping my esteem up! And I think girls can play basketball too; it's just that Harry's character doesn't. LoL

JAM: Thanks for the review! And this chapter is the challenge. Hope you like it!

Wytil Haha, yeah, kids have the strange ability to do that. LoL. Thanks for the review!

tfdrewrg Thanks for the review. I know their fight seemed childish, but in a way, aren't we all little kids at heart? Okay, that was a cheesy line. Forget I said that. LoL

The kids and staff crowded around the basketball court. The girls were all on one end, while the boys were on the other.

"I bet Harry will win," Mr. Roland said.

"We'll see," Anna said.

Hermione, who was in a knee-length skirt and a tight t-shirt, walked onto the basketball court. She made sure nothing was popping out of her clothes before she started this game.

Harry undid his tie and threw it aside. He seemed pretty confident.

"You'll lose again, Harry," Hermione said, calmly.

"How about…no," Harry said, "I've been practicing for eight years. I won't lose."

Hermione walked up to him at this comment, looking him up and down with skepticism.

"Listen," he said, "Be careful with your skirt," before he walked away with an arrogant smile on his face.

Hermione made a face at him and stood at one end of the court.

Mr. Roland blew his whistle and the game began.

Harry dribbled the ball down the court. Hermione tried to block him, but since one hand was keeping her skirt from riding up, she didn't have much luck.

They banged headfirst into each other and stared at each other for a split second. Then, Harry smiled and kept on moving the ball down the court.

He reached the hoop, laid it up, and made it. The boy's side cheered loudly, while the girls booed.

"What was it that you used to do?" asked Harry, "It was something like 'nananananana,' wasn't it?"

"Oh, shut up, Harry," she said, rolling her eyes.

A few minutes later, Harry had the ball again. He bounced in front of Hermione, acting as though she would never get it.

"Come on and get it," he said, doing all sorts of tricks with the ball.

Hermione acted as though she was clapping, then she pulled his shirt towards her. In his confusion, he let go of the ball and she got possession of it. She ran down the court with him close behind her.

Just as she was about to shoot it, she looked down and saw how high her skirt was. She tried to pull it down.

"Here, let me hold that," Harry said, pointing to the basketball.

"Okay, thanks," she said, giving him the ball while pulling her skirt down. Then she realized what she just did and looked up.

"You're such a loser," he said, taking the ball and running down the court. He shot it and made it. The boys cheered again.

Harry walked past her and brushed his arm across her stomach purposefully, giving her the 'tingly' feeling inside.

Harry then had the ball again. He dribbled down the court, facing a very determined Hermione.

Just as he was about to shoot again, Hermione stuck her leg out and he tripped, very hard, onto the hard court.

"Hey!" Harry yelled, "If you can't play, don't cheat at least!" (A/N: Recognize this line from chapter 5?)

"Don't call me a cheater," Hermione said, pointedly.

"That's what you are. A teacher…I mean cheater!"

"Hey!" Hermione said, pointing her finger an inch from his face.

"Hey!" he said, doing the same thing.

Hermione was suddenly very aware that the crowd was, again, staring at them silently.

Harry suddenly burst into laughter. He went over to the boy's side and started to talk to them about how 'girls couldn't play basketball'.

Hermione stood in the middle of the court, very embarrassed. Harry walked over.

"You haven't changed one bit, Hermione," he said, "You're still the same lunatic I've always known."

Hermione smiled. "You know what Harry," she said, "You're still the same loser as always too."

They both laughed.

The next day, Hermione was sitting with the kids handing out materials to write letter to their mothers.

"Angela, here's a piece of paper," she said, "Okay, all your mothers are complaining that you all aren't writing to them. Everyone is going to write a letter home in front of me. Okay?"

"Okay, Miss Hermione," all the children said except one. It was the boy from Mya's first day who seemed to not be able to talk. (A/N: His name is Nicholas, by the way.)

The children all started to work on their letters. Mya walked in cheerfully to pick up her bag that she had left there earlier.

"Mya," Hermione said without thinking, "You write a letter to your mom…"

Hermione knew she'd made a mistake by the look on Mya's face. Mya ran outside with tears forming in her eyes.

Hermione followed her and found her sitting at a bench looking at a picture of Ashley. She sat down next to her.

"Hi, Ashley," she said to the picture in Mya's hands, "If you were here, you'd be very proud of Mya for being your daughter, because she's the sweetest girl ever. She has to be; her name is Hermione after all. But the best thing about her is that she looks just like you. The same eyes, the same face. She's just like you."

Mya turned around and hugged Hermione with all her might. Hermione hugged back and they both sat there for a while with tears running down their faces.

Harry, who was inside a nearby tent, had listened to this all. He had small tears in his eyes as well. He turned around to leave and was face to face with Anna.

"I don't find your—I mean our—family incomplete anymore, Harry," she said, looking at Hermione and Mya.

The next day, it was picture day. The whole camp took a group picture, and then it was time for miscellaneous ones.

Hermione and Mya decided to take one together. They sat in front of the camera as Mr. Roland was about to take it. Anna stood beside him, watching.

"Hold up," he said.

"What happened, Mr. Roland?" Hermione asked.

"I don't know," he said, looking around, "Something is missing."

Just then, Harry came and sat next to Hermione.

"Is it okay now?" he asked.

Mr. Roland looked, liking what he saw.

"It's perfect," Anna said, "Take the picture."

"1…2…," Mr. Roland said, before taking the picture.

At the count of 2, Harry slid his arm around Hermione's shoulders. Hermione looked at him instead of the camera.

"…3…" Mr. Roland said, as he clicked.

Hermione had totally forgotten that the camera was there and forgot to look into it. Instead, she was looking at Harry.

"Excuse me," Mr. Roland said, "Now just the two of you."

Mya left leaving Hermione feeling very awkward.

"Now a little closer," he said.

"No, Mr. Roland," Hermione said, "I think I'm done taking pictures."

"Hermione," Anna said, "Just take one more."

"Please, come on!" Mr. Roland said.

Harry, who wasn't the least bit embarrassed, grabbed Hermione by the waist and pulled her near him just as Mr. Roland took the picture.

"You know, Anna," Mr. Roland said, "They make the best pair."

Back at Hermione's house, her mother and Jason were looking at photographs from the engagement.

"Wow!" he said, "How can anyone look so good?"

"Oh, yes!" she said, looking at the photo he was looking at, "Hermione does look very pretty there."

"Really?" he said, "I didn't even notice her yet."

"Liar," she said, playfully slapping him, "She's not here so you keep admiring her pictures."

"Well, what should I do?"

"Jason, since the wedding is later, why don't you go to New York for a while?'

"No, I'm not budging from here," he said dramatically.

"Why?"

"Because I don't trust your daughter," he said, normally again.

"Jason…"

"She took forever to agree to this marriage. Until we tie the knot, I'm not going anywhere."

"You love her a lot, don't you?"

"No…" he said slowly, "Haha, YES!"

Her mother laughed.

"But I get the feeling she doesn't love me," he said.

Her mother stared at him.

"She doesn't, right?" he asked.

She pretended to not hear him.

"Hey…she doesn't, right?" he said.

"Jason, you've gone mad," she said a bit too fast. She got up and walked away.

"She didn't answer," he said to himself.

Back at the camp, the kids were playing a game around a fire.

"Today we're going to play a new game," Mya said, "Its called Movie Charades. In this game there are two teams. This is Team A…" she said pointing to a group consisting of Hermione, Harry, and a few other kids, "and this is Team B…" she said, pointing to Anna, Mr. Roland, and the rest of the kids, "One team will secretly tell one member of the other team the name of a movie. The player has to act out a scene from the movie, or they can try and act out the title, without saying anything. If their team gets it, they get a point. Simple? Okay, we'll start with Team A."

Hermione got up. Anna walked over to her and whispered a movie's name into her ear. Hermione looked very embarrassed as Anna sat back down.

Hermione didn't know what to do at first.

"Okay, it's something like this…" she started.

"Hey!" said Mya, who was on Team B, "You can't talk. That's cheating!"

"Okay…umm…"

"Come on now," Harry said, "You can do this!"

Hermione had a very determined look on her face. She started to act as if she was stripping.

Harry just stared with his mouth open. He realized that little kids were around. He tried screening the eyes of Nicholas, who had the same look on his face, with his own hand. However,he slapped Harry's hand away and continued to stare at Hermione.

"Girls Gone Wild," said the oldest boy at the camp, very smugly.

"Yeah," Hermione said, looking extremely embarrassed, "That's it."

Team A cheered as Hermione sat down.

Harry looked at her. "You were really…sexy," he said, laughing a bit.

"Oh…umm…thanks, I guess," she said, even more embarrassed.

Then, it was Anna's turn. Harry whispered the movie she would have to do.

"No, no, no, no," she said, "I can't do this. It's not…"

"Too bad," he said, "You have to."

"At this age…?"

Harry didn't respond and just sat down.

"Okay…" she said.

Anna pulled a beanie over her head and picked up a stick. She started to soundlessly rap in it. It looked pretty funny.

"Um…Tupac Resurrection!" Mr. Roland said.

Anna shook her head.

"8-Mile!" Mya said.

Anna nodded.

"Hey!" Harry yelled from the other side, "How do you know about that movie?"

Mya giggled a bit.

"Mya…" he said warningly, but he was cut off with cheers from Mya's side since they had just gotten a point.

Then it was Harry's turn. Mya got up to tell him his movie.

"I Love You," she whispered in his ear.

"There isn't any movie called that," he said.

"Yes there is, Daddy," she said.

"No there isn't."

"Yes, Daddy."

"But I haven't seen this movie!" he said. But she didn't answer. Instead, she just sat down.

"Umm…okay," he said. He thought for a while and then he put three fingers up.

"Okay, so it's three words!" Hermione yelled.

Harry nodded. He thought for a while more and then he put three fingers up again.

"Yes, I know its three words but what else?" Hermione said.

Harry just stood there trying to think.

"Harry, I'm not understanding anything," Hermione said, exasperatedly, "What are you doing?"

Nicholas, who was sitting next to Hermione, looked at Harry and rolled his eyes. He got up and walked over to him. He motioned for him to say the name in his ear.

"I Love You," Harry whispered into his ear.

Nicholas taught him how to do it in sign language.

"Oh!" Harry said. Then Nicholas went back to his seat.

Harry did the thing that he had taught him in front of his team.

"I Love You!" Hermione yelled.

Nicholas nodded. Harry stared at her for a while.

"You couldn't even do that?" Hermione asked.

He laughed, "Nope."

"We don't get a point now. We could've won," she said.

Just as Harry was about to answer, rain started to pour down.

"Come on kids!" Hermione yelled amongst the commotion, "Hurry up and get into the barn."

Harry just stood in the rain and was enjoying it. Hermione saw this and grabbed an umbrella from a person who ran past her. She ran over to him.

"Have you gone mad?" she asked.

"Hermione," he said very dramatically.

"Huh?" she asked.

"I'm very cold," he said.

All of a sudden, the wind blew the umbrella away. Hermione tried to catch it and Harry caught her arm.

"Come with me," he said, pulling her, "I'll take you somewhere."

A/N: Okay, next scene will be the reason this story is Rated R. I'm just warning you now. Anyways, how was this chapter? Hopefully its not too confusing.