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They tramped through the woods; it was hot and sticky, their t-shirts sticking to them. They needed water but there was none, they were hungry, but Hermione would not let them rest.

Their camp should have been by a lake, surrounded by trees. So far there were too many trees, not enough lake.

"Can- we- please- please- take –a –rest?" Ron panted.

Hermione sighed and sat down on the ground, throwing her head back and closing her eyes.

"Do you hear something?" Harry said suddenly.

They listened and there was defiantly a humming sound.

"What is it?" Draco said, looking around.

"It sounds like…" Hermione started.

"Owwwwww!" Ron cried. He had shoved his hand into something.

They started and gasped at the enormous beehive Ron had walked into. He screamed and yelled and shook it off, dancing around madly.

A swarm of bees rose up angrily. They screamed and grabbed their bags, rushing madly into the trees.

"Where do we go?" Cried Harry, following Draco.

"I don't know," Hermione called back, "just keep running!"

They were being stung left, right and center, all of them screaming their lungs out. Ron was definitely the worst off; his hand had already swelled up and was looking more like a joint of pork every second.

"The lake!" Harry cried, rushing past the two at the front.

They dropped their bags and jumped into the lake, the bees flying on away from the water.

They stayed down for as long as they could, holding their breaths until they felt their lungs would explode.

"Ow!" Ron cried, clutching his swollen hand, "Bloody bees!"

Hermione shook her head and swept her wet hair from her eyes. "We should find the tents."

"Tents?" Draco cried in surprise, "Aren't we in cabins?"

"No," Hermione replied, "Dumbledore told me it was tents."

Draco was about to say something but Ron splashed him and told him to shut up.

Draco splashed him back with a; "Shut up yourself unless you want to see if Weasels drown easily."

"Both of you shut up," Hermione snapped, "lets just find the tents and get settled in for the day, we'll talk over dinner."

They kicked back to shore and after Ron had shoved Draco into the water again, they followed the lake to their tents.

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"What the hell are they?" Malfoy cried, disgusted.

The 'tents' (if you could call them that) were truly the most miserable little things they had ever seen.

They were dull, drab and grey and could only fit a person, their bag and the sleeping bag rolled out.

As they set up, Ron searched through his bag for something to stop his hand from stinging.

"Would you believe it?" Ron cried furiously, there is no cream here at all!"

Draco laughed and returned to his tent to get changed.

Ron scowled and immediately thought of something to get back at Malfoy for his laughter.

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It was hot. Too hot. Draco had no swimming togs at Hogwarts, as swimming was hardly on their curriculum.

Maybe I could just... sneak off for a while…it's almost evening, no one would ever know.

He slipped away from the others while they were talking, and raced to the lake. He left his clothes on the bank and was soon swimming in the cold water.

Very refreshing. He thought as he came up to the surface. And no one will ever-

"Arghhhhh!" she cried

"Arghhhhh!" he screamed

"Arghhhhh" they hollered.

…

"Should we really do this?" Harry said quietly.

Ron scowled, "Harry, we have to do something to Malfoy, he's driving me nuts!"

Harry sighed and followed his friend through the trees to the lake shore.

Malfoy's clothes and towel were lying by a tree. Harry and Ron snuck quietly to where they were and grabbed them.

They raced back to camp and grabbed Malfoy's bag, running away with it into the bushes.

Harry grabbed his digital camera ---which had once belonged to Dudley---and loaded it up, ready to greet Malfoy when he returned.

…

"What are you doing here Granger?" Malfoy screamed.

She looked at him coldly, sinking further under the water "I have as much rite as you to swim here. And what are you doing here anyway?"

He sneered and swam to shore, looking for his clothes.

"Granger! Where in God's name have you put my clothes?"

She swam over to him, "I haven't touched your clothes, they'll be th-"

But they were gone.

Hermione laughed, thoroughly relieved that she had put hers in the trees where they could not disappear.

"It is not funny Granger!" Malfoy yelled, his pale face turning red. "Where are they?"

She stopped laughing, "I haven't touched them… I didn't even know you were in here!"

He searched frantically, beginning to feel the cold.

"Okay, I'll get changed and go back to the camp, bring your clothes and leave you to change." She said, swimming over to the trees.

"Arghhhh!"

"What now?"

"A-a-a-a-a-"

"A bear!" Draco yelled.

The big, brown bear stood over Hermione's clothes, sniffing them over. It decided it liked the pretty colours, and grabbed them in its teeth.

Hermione gave a whimper as the bear looked at her.

"Swim away!" Draco cried, heading for the bank.

The bear cried out and with Hermione's clothes still in its mouth, it chased them through the water.

Draco and Hermione were out of the water, no time to think about it, running full-speed to the tents.

The bear followed, though the water weighed it down, it still persisted the chase.

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Harry and Ron were by the fire, waiting for Malfoy to return.

"He should be here by now. Where the hell is Hermione, she was supposed to be going to the bathroom!" Ron hissed.

"Shut up," replied the other, "I hear something."

They looked, and screamed as two naked figures hurtled from within the bushes.

Harry clicked the camera without thinking and then cried out as a big bear came lumbering from behind Hermione and Draco.

The bear started at the fire and eyed them wearily.

Harry grabbed a branch from within the fire and began waving it at the bear. The animal growled and turned around, giving them the "I'll be back" look, and rushed off into the trees, Hermione's clothes still in his vice-like teeth.

Hermione rushed to her tent before anyone could see her and returned in her silk pajamas.

"I'm not fooling around!" Malfoy was yelling, "where have you two idiots put my clothes?"

Harry and Ron laughed even harder at Malfoy's frustration and Harry took his fourth photo.

"What have you two done?" Hermione asked.

Ron laughed even harder and Malfoy ducked behind the trees so as not to be seen, his butt covered with red sores from the night insects.

Poor, poor Draco! ---shakes head sadly--- I just love to pick on him! Lol if you hav n e ideas for Harry/Ron/Hermione/Draco, plz e-mail me! R&R, I know some people are reading and not reviewing!

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