Soon the week end by and there was no sign of rescue. But they kept up hope. Each had been assigned a job on top of their watch time. Fred and George were in charge of gathering firewood. Ginny was in charge of gathering water in several water bottles that both Ron and Harry had. She also had to watch Malfoy. Ron and Lavender were in charge of hunting for more edible food. Ron's ankle was as swelled as Harry's wrist but both ignored the pain. And finally Harry and Hermione were in charge of exploration.
By the end of the first week they had there surrounding area explored. It wasn't much. A bunch of trees, rocks and weird looking flowers. Their food supply was growing. Ron had literally stumbled upon a coconut tree. And Lavender found wild onions. It was an odd combination but it was better than nothing. The firewood pile had also grown.
Each day was the same routine. Each pair would start out with their assigned task. No breakfast or lunch was served. Dinner consisted of half a coconut and a hand full of wild onions, each. They soon grew used to the odd taste of the combination. They even drank what little coconut milk that they could find. It was shared.
Soon the second and third week ended. But they still had hope. They wouldn't be left to die. Then the first month passed. Then the second. Then the third and fourth. Their hope began to run thin.
Each person began to change looks. Harry shot up several inches. His hair was also longer and manageable. It had to be tied back. His clothes were beginning to look holey and dirty from continual wear.
Ron had also grown several inches. His hair was now a dull red and was also tied back. His clothes were in the same shape as Harry's.
Hermione's fuzzy hair was no longer fuzzy. It now hung flat down her back. It was always pulled up in a pony tail. The humidity during the day was what was causing their hair to straighten out. Her clothes were dirty but still wearable.
Draco had begun to talk. His blonde hair was also tied back. He had also began to help Ginny with her gathering water task. He even helped the twins gather firewood when asked. His clothes less dirty than the others since he had just began to work.
Ginny, Fred and George's hair had also become the dull red. They were thankful for it. Since it was no longer bright. George had red stumble on his face from where a beard was beginning to grow but Fred's face stayed smooth except for the matching dirt. Like the others. Both twins had their hair tied back. Ginny had grown an inch or two. Her hair really didn't change, length wise. She was the only one that didn't really have to tie it back. Her clothes were in the same state as Hermione's.
Their giant parachute tent held up nicely. They even began to form a woodpile in front of the jungle entrance for better protection from the animals. Their lives went on like normal.