A/N: SatanBarbie: Thanks so much for your review and the suggestion. Unfortunately, I've already decided the order in which people will be voted out, so I can't say when Draco will be voted off. But I really like your idea. Thanks!

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Chapter Four Narrator

The next day dragged on more slowly than molasses. Every student in the school was glaring at the clock, waiting for it to be 7:00. The tension, suspense, and the wait in general was unbearable.

Then finally it was time. The contestants grabbed their things and raced down to the room. Inside was a short, thin man with black hair and a beard. He was wearing a safari outfit. Dumbledore was staring in a dark corner. As everyone filed inside and sat down, the man began speaking.

"My name is George Probst, I am Jeff Probst's brother," the man explained in an American accent. "For those of you who don't know, Jeff Probst has been the host of all the previous Survivor shows. I was chosen to host this one, though, because I am a wizard. I went to a school in the US.

No one responded. They were too excited and they wanted this George guy to get his speech over with!

"So, you all already know the rules of the game, now we have to take you via portkey through several places," George continued. "Now this might be a little confusing, so listen carefully. Since where we are going is so far away, we have to take several different portkeys to get there. First we are taking one located right in the Dining Hall to France. From France we will go to Greece, from Greece to Egypt, from Egypt to Somalia, from Somalia to Malaysia, from Malaysia to Australia, from Australia to New Zealand, and from New Zealand to our island. Please remember that we will only be in each country for about a few seconds because the portkeys are set up right next to each other. And that's all I really have to say. Albus?" George finished, looking at Dumbledore and stepping aside.

"Now we will go out, announce your departure, and then bid you farewell and good luck," Dumbledore told us. He nodded and motioned for the contestants to exit the room.

One by one they all entered the Dining Hall to the cheers and cries of their jealous classmates. They were all clueless to the crazy journey they were about to embark on that would last over a month but change them all forever.

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Ginny

Everyone was screaming and cheering for us. I was surprised, remembering how all of them gave me dirty looks and were so jealous when my name was called. But obviously they got over that and now they are our friends again.

"Students of Hogwarts," Dumbledore suddenly said loudly, creating silence. "Please bid a big farewell and good luck to your friends as they set off to embark on a journey no wizard has ever been on before. Good luck!" Dumbledore cried, causing the whole Dining Hall to erupt in cheers. No one cared anymore. They were just excited for a TV show containing wizards (even though I have no idea what a TV is) or just the fact that their friends were going on this special trip.

We followed George to a large banner that had been hung up low behind the teacher's table. I hadn't noticed it. It said Good Luck, Contestants! on it in large letters of all the Hogwarts colors.

"Everyone grab on!" George cried. Or at least, I think that's what he cried. The amount of noise was unbelievable. George motioned for us to touch the banner. I grabbed the edge of it and gripped onto it for dear life. We waited for a minute until suddenly, it felt as though someone had hooked a fishing hook right on my bellybutton and had begun to reel me in. They must have been in France, though because soon the noise faded away and we found ourselves in the middle of a large room with fancy rug.

"Oh! It is ze British children," a man who had been standing by a large couch in the corner said. He rushed over to us. "Ze ozer portkey ees over here." He walked over to another large couch and opened his hand to it. We all followed him over and threw our hands on it.

"Thank you, Pierre," George said with a blindingly white smile as we were whipped off to Greece.

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Lavender

When we got to Greece they didn't even let me look around. We grabbed this old guy's hat and suddenly we were in Egypt! It was crazy. We were whipping around so fast that it wasn't even funny. Finally, though, we took the tree in New Zealand to the luxurious island we were to be staying at in the South Pacific. We fell on our asses, our luggage spilling everywhere. As I sat up and pulled my bag along with me, the host guy- Jeb?- started talking to us again.

"Now we're going to split you into your tribes," he told us.

Suddenly I realized these men who were standing all around us with these big huge rectangular black things balanced on their shoulders, and long poles with fuzzy flat things on the end. What the hell was this? I could barely even see the beautiful scenery past these big old fat guys wearing Muggle clothing!

"Oh! I forgot," Jeb said, throwing his hands up in the air. "These people you see all around you are holding filming equipment. These people are not to talk to you, they are only here to film you. Please ignore them and act as though they don't exist. Sometimes I might come to your camp and ask to talk to some of you individually and I will pull you to a place where one of these people will be filming us and I'll ask you some questions and have a small interview," he explained.

A few of us nodded vaguely. The people with "filming equipment" stood back a little and spread out, pointing their black things in our faces. Pretend like they're not there. Of course.

"So, now we'll organize you into your tribes," Jeb said. "There are two tribes and we have named them after animals in the wizard world. They are Hippogriff and Dragon!" He told us this as though it was big and exciting. It wasn't. Hippogriff and Dragon? What kind of gay-ass names are those?

"Anyway, the people on the Dragon tribe are Draco Malfoy, Ronald Weasley, Dean Thomas, Seamus Finnegan, Hermione Granger, Lavender Brown, Padma Patil, and Cho Chang," Jeb told us, reading off of a piece of paper. "On the Hippogriff tribe we have Neville Longbottom, Harry Potter, Ernie Macmillan, Colin Creevey, Virginia Weasley, Parvati Patil, Pansy Parkinson, and Luna Lovegood.

Ok, so my tribe isn't that bad. Too bad none of my friends are on it! Maybe I can try and befriend Padma. She's related to Parvati so maybe she'll like me!

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Draco

Great. What a fucking great tribe I have. I don't even have another fucking Slytherin on my tribe! And what the hell? Dragon and Hippogriff? CAN YOU GET ANYMORE GAY? No I'm asking, seriously, can you?

So, who am I going to make alliances with? Hmmm... God damnit my tribe sucks ass!

"Now it's time for your first challenge," the host guy- Gay was his name? I think so- told us. He pulled out two pieces of parchment from his pocket. "You are to follow this map to get to your campsite. Hippogriff, this is your map-" Gay handed a piece of parchment to Luna "-and Dragon this is your map." He handed the other piece of parchment to Hermione but I snatched it out of her hand.

I glanced down at the map. It was very detailed and showed us going through the forest for a very long time until we reached a beach. Wow, what fun! That was sarcastic.

"Okay," Gay said, "off you go! Good luck!

Without even waiting for the rest of my teammates, I shot into the woods and began marching through them along the map.

"God, slow down!" I could hear Padma call to me from far behind. I ignored her. But soon enough, my other tribemates caught up with me and we were all marching through the forest together- though some of us clearly did not want to be doing so.

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Ron

I did not want to be here. You know that already but I'll say it again. I. Did. Not. Want. To. Be. Here. At. All.

Malfoy took that map we were supposed to follow and started sprinting through the forest. It was hard enough for me to catch up to him but then I had to stay with him. I was falling behind toward the beginning and I stayed behind. This sucks.

"Malfoy, could you please slow down just a little?" I pleaded.

"No!" Malfoy snapped, marching faster.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" I asked, annoyed.

"Why does it matter?" he replied, keeping his head forward and his pace steady. "We're probably going to have to use up more energy and strength and do harder tasks in our next challenges, so it's best to get ready! Anyway, shut-up, Weasley!

"I don't even want to be here!" I moaned. "Could you at least be a little nice to me since we have to live with each other until I get voted off?

I couldn't see his face, but I could practically feel him rolling his bulbous eyes at me.

Maybe I didn't want to be here but I was going to prove to Draco Malfoy that I was better than just a poor Weasley kid. I was better than that. I would prove it!

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Ginny

"Okay, so it seems like... We go through the forest and to a beach," Luna replied, examining the map George had handed her. "Sounds easy enough.

"Cool, you guy!" I exclaimed, suddenly excited for this new adventure. "Lets go!

We started marching through the forest like freak soldiers in the South Pacific or something. Whatever, I don't care. This is fun! It's totally going to be, like, a learning experience. And plus, I'm on Harry's tribe! Major make-out sessions are what I'm feeling in the near future! Let's pray...

"Hey, Ginny," Harry said, suddenly walking (marching) next to me. "Are you excited? I totally am!" Harry started rubbing his hands together in anticipation.

"I'm really psyched!" I cried, throwing my hands into the air. I just wanted to scream! This was AWESOME!

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A/N: I no it's cheesy/dumb but whatever. No one's reading it anyway... I wanted to make Ginny out to be a freak because I hate her! Ok please R&R! Thanks!