Hi everyone! I haven't written in AGES I hope to finish ASAP coz of holidays. Enjoy!

"Come on then Malfoy!" Hermione shouted, throwing a pillow at her sleepy room (well…tent) mate.

"Get lost, Granger," came Draco's tired reply.

"Get up now, before I mention your little sleeping problems to the others," Hermione warned.

"You wouldn't dare, Mudblood," Malfoy spat.

Hermione narrowed her eyes and left the tent, "Harry!"

Malfoy was up, and he threw himself out of the tent to stop her, lunging at Hermione, and knocking her over.

"Oi! What are you doing?" Ron yelled, staring at Malfoy, lying on Hermione's legs.

Harry restrained Ron as the redhead attempted to kill Malfoy.

Hermione struggled to her feet, "no, no, he was just getting out of bed!"

"Agh! You were like this all night!" Ron shouted, a revolted and shocked look appearing on his face, "You-and him-your-never"

"It's not what you think, honestly Ron, you're pathetic." Hermione sighed.

"Come on, Ron," Harry said, "let's get you some breakfast."

"Harry –she and Malfoy –never –

Harry grabbed Ron about the ankles (causing Ron to shout out as he hit the ground), and dragged him to where the campfire had burned the previous night.

Ron sulked as he munched his fruit loops, glowering at Hermione.

"Ron," Hermione tried again, trying to explain yet again to her incompetent friend that there was nothing going on, "There is nothing happening between us, okay?"

Ron choked and spat out his cereal…all over Harry, "I hadn't thought of that Hermione, I just thought you were sleeping not doing nothing dodgy! You traitor! You're sleeping with the enemy!"

"What are you talking about?" Hermione snapped, "I just said I wasn't."

"But you said you weren't doing something I didn't accuse you of!" Ron pointed an accusing finger at Hermione, "you were hoping I wouldn't guess what you two were up to…well I have!"

Harry sensed danger, looking to excuse himself, "I'm tired… going back to bed…wake me later…"

Draco was left with a stuttering Ron and a furious Hermione.

"You're such a child Ronald! Nothing is happening!"

"So," Draco said loudly, attempting to break their argument, "That hairstyle is completely ridiculous on Potter."

"Only gay men think about their hair," Ron said quickly, before looking back at Hermione, "I'd get shot of him 'Mione, gay boyfriends will only cause you trouble."

"Shut up Ron, you're so full of yourself," Hermione snapped, "anyway, I agree with Draco, Harry's hair is a disaster."

"So it's Draco now is it?" Ron said in a high voice, ears reddening.

"Well, honestly Ronald, just because he noticed something, which I might add, you rarely do, is no reason to be snappy." She rose to leave.

"I notice!"

"Only when it's a veela walking past you in a corridor!" Hermione retorted, "You're accusing me of sleeping with Malfoy, when you were hitting on a seventeen year old, who now happens to be your sister in law! Better not take her camping!"

"Why don't you listen then? You can't have listened, because he's been our mortal enemy for seven years!"

"It isn't about listening, Ron, it's about the concept. If you're so dense then go find the bear, she'll be the only woman who can break through your big head!"

"It's a guy bear! It stole women's clothing!"

"All the better for you, then."

"So now I'm the one into men?" Ron said his voice lowering.

"Well if it works for Draco, now at least someone might love you." Hermione replied, worried she might have given something away.

"He's not that impressive, just 'coz he listens…I can do heaps more than your dear Draco ever could." Ron grumbled, still not listening closely to what she said.

"Care to back that up, Weasel?" Draco said to Ron, as Hermione stalked out of earshot, off to her tent.

"Yeah," Ron stood, too, inches away from the boy, "I do. And I challenge you to a battle."

"Of what?" Malfoy sneered, "Thumb sucking?"

"No..." Ron said slowly, carefully, cautiously, "A prank war. We both try to get the other to do crazy stuff, whatever it takes."

"We need rules," Draco said, willing to the challenge.

"Okay, it can't be lethal."

"Other person can't use the same one as the other."

"The others can only be pranked once buy either of us."

"Fine, and what are the odds?" Malfoy asked.

Ron thought, "Loser does whatever the winner tells them to…for 24 hours. And the winner is entitled to two days without the other making smartarse comments."

Malfoy considered this, "what if one of us, namely you, cheats?"

Ron paused, considering this, "we'll use video cameos."

"What are they?" Malfoy asked.

"Video cameos are these Muggle things that Dad gave to me; they monitor stuff and play it back later. We can record everything from the trees, hide them around the campsite and put the little ones on everyone else. So when you cheat and get the other two to help you, I'll know and you automatically lose."

Malfoy smirked, "Bring it on, Weasel-Pee"

"Oh, I already have, Snake Boy."

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A/N video cameos are video cameras just for people who didn't figure that out ;)

Harry snored, oblivious to what was going on around him. Malfoy crept into the tent, Hermione's razor in hand, and leaned down to Harry's remaining hair…

Harry woke from his nap refreshed, and ready to go. He took a walk to the lake to cool his feet. He knelt down to sit on the side and caught his reflection in the water. Only…

"Aghhhhhh!"

The War had begun.

Okay then people. I decided, since I have so little people reading, to just do random stuff for my m8s. I did run out of ideas, so now brace yourselves for some serious weirdness.

Thank you all the people (besides my friends) who are reading and a special thank you to those of you who are reviewing. I'm always in need for ideas, so drop me a review, or an email and I'll almost certainly use it!

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