Summary: Looks like Hogwarts won't be re-opening for a while so our favourite characters decide to hire a magically enlarged combi van and ROAD TRIP their way around the United Kingdom. It's going to be an interesting ride for all our favourite couples but will it be true love or just a summer fling. HPGW RWHG FWAJ GWKB

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I made this chapter much longer because I'm leaving to go on holiday soon. I won't be back until late January and even then I'll be starting a new school year and will be busy busy busy!

Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter phenomenon or any of it's various embellishments.

HARRY POTTER: A road trip

Chapter 3: Spring Cleaning (in summer)

The next morning Ron woke up slowly. He felt very strange and his head seemed to be weighing him down. Ron opened his eyes.

"AAAAH!" he yelled, tossing wildly about. Ron was suspended in mid-air five feet above his bed, half-upside down.

"It's okay Ron" said Harry, reassuringly from below.

"It's NOT okay!" yelled Ron.

"Okay," said Harry, failing to hide his grin, "Maybe it's not okay. But it's certainly very funny." Harry couldn't contain himself any longer and fell about on the floor laughing.

"Shut-up!" roared Ron from his perch, "Hurry up and get me down. Why did you do this to me anyway?"

Harry stopped laughing abruptly and stood up.

"I didn't do that. I assumed you did," he said.

Ron groaned and patted his back pocket. His wand was gone and there was a large hole in the bottom of the pocket. Harry caught on and started laughing again.

"You blew yourself up…literally!" he guffawed. Even Ron had to chuckle slightly as he imagined himself shooting upwards in the middle of the night.

"Why did you have your wand in you back pocket anyway?" asked Harry, searching the bedclothes for Ron's wand,

"And more importantly…"

Here Harry paused his search and looked up at Ron,

"Why are you wearing day clothes, shouldn't you still be in your pyjamas?'

"Oh," muttered Ron, trying to right his floating body, " I went to wait for Hermione"

"And?" questioned Harry, suspecting an unhappy outcome. He had found Ron's wand and was now waiting expectantly at the foot of his bed. Ron went red to the roots of his hair.

"We kissed," he stated. In his shock Harry knocked jiggled Ron's wand violently, causing its owner to drop out of the air and land dangerously heavy on his bed. Ron yelled out in pain.

"Sorry," said Harry vaguely, he dropped Ron's wand on the bed next to him, "I'm so glad you and Hermione have finally got together"

Ron groaned and held his shoulder in pain.

"Yeah, well Hermione will be lucky if I survive to see her again," he replied. Harry laughed.

The boys got dressed and headed down to breakfast. Mrs Weasley was in the middle of a yelling match with Ginny, Fred and George.

"…kept me up all night!' she shrieked, "Of course I don't blame you girls in the slightest."

This was said gently to an amused Hermione, Angelina and Katie.

"Harry!" cried Hermione, throwing her arms around him. Harry steadied himself and prised her off,

"It's nice to see you too Hermione"

Harry poured himself some cereal and sat down next to Ginny.

"Ron!" Mrs Weasley cried, rounding on her youngest son, "What were the explosions coming from your room last night?"

Ron looked around desperately before rolling up his sleeve to reveal his slightly swelled shoulder.

"My arm really hurts Mum. I think maybe we should talk about this later?" Ron appealed.

"What did you do your shoulder?" asked Mrs Weasley suspiciously.

"Injury in bed" spoke up Harry. Ginny choked into her cereal and Harry patted her on the back. Ron glared at Harry who grinned back.

Just then Fleur paraded into the kitchen. Ginny started choking again. Fleur was wearing a heavy green face mask and her hair, levitating slightly, was thick with a yellow paste which was smoking slightly.

"You 'av ruined my boot-ee sleep" she shrieked, "Now I 'av to go through four cycles of zis" (she pointed dramatically at her face and hair) "to maintain my good looks"

"Well," said Mrs Weasley bristling, "That certainly won't happen again tonight. They'll all be in separate rooms"

"Aw, but, Mum" groaned the Weasley children.

"No buts!" snapped Mrs Weasley, "Fred and George can go back to their flat" (the twins rolled their eyes) "each evening and Katie and Angelina can sleep in their room"

This was received by an explosion from the twins.

"We invited them!"

"Why would they bother staying?"
"Why can't they come to the flat too?"

"Enough!" shrieked Fleur suddenly. Everyone stopped and stared at her. She rounded on Mrs Weasley, a formidable sight with all her beauty products. "Why do you no remove zem from ze 'ouse completely?"

"Of course not!" cried Mrs Weasley, "My own children and their guests forced to sleep out in the cold – "

"That's a great idea!" boomed Fred, cutting off Mrs Weasley. He approached Fleur. "We're forever grateful of your ingenious brainstorm"

Angelina scowled. Remus Lupin's head popped up in the fire. Fleur screamed and ran up the stairs. Nobody else had yet noticed that Lupin was sitting in the fire but Lupin didn't mind. It gave him time to survey the amusing scene before him.

Fred was apologising to Angelina in a very non-verbal fashion, Katie and George were appealing to Mrs Weasley something about camping and Harry and Ron had taken to levitating Ginny back and forth between them. Ginny was screaming with laughter while Hermione stood below, fighting the sever urge to laugh. Remus shook his head and yelled out to Mrs Weasley.

"Remus!" she cried, "How long have you been waiting there?"

"Not to worry Molly," he said laughing, "I see you have a full house. Are we still invited over for dinner?"

"Yes of course," Mrs Weasley replied but she scratched her head harassedly even as she said it. Mrs Weasley struggled with herself for a moment and than gave a defeated sigh, "It looks like this lot will be going on a little vacation soon anyway"

Then turning to the chaotic room Mrs Weasley said loudly, "Did you hear that? You can go on you little trip. GINNY GET DOWN FROM THERE THIS INSTANT!"

Ginny smiled and dropped into Harry's waiting arms.

"See you soon Molly" chuckled Lupin.

Mr Weasley strolled into the kitchen along with Charlie and Annie, his girlfriend.

"What's all the shouting about?" he questioned.

"We're going on a trip!" shrieked Katie and Ginny who were bouncing around the room. Mr Weasley chuckled and then started buttering his toast.

Fred, Angelina, George, Katie, Harry, Ginny, Ron and Hermione gathered around the table excitedly.

"Where are we going?" asked Angelina.

"Everywhere of course" replied George.

"We can just stop every night" suggested Katie.

"Wait, slow down," said Ron, "What are we meant to be doing"

"Road trip" said Ginny, "Heaps of muggles do it"

"What's a road trip?" asked Ron confused.

"It's where you drive around the country" explained Hermione.

"Why couldn't we just apparate?" Ron quizzed her.

"Because Ginny, you and Harry don't have licenses and besides, this way is so much more fun," said Hermione, "And OH MY GOD we can get a combi-van!"

Nobody knew how to react to this. Harry was the only one who actually knew what a combi-van was.

"Hermione," said Harry, after a pause, "How are we all going to fit into a combi-van? – it's like a travelling house and it's not very big" (the last bit was explained to the others)

"A magically enlarged combi-van" exclaimed Mr Weasley, who had been listening to their conversation, "I'm sure I can get hold of one for you at work"

Then he excitedly left the table and ran up the stairs.

"Oh Arthur," Mrs Weasley sighed, "Really just like another child"

"Let's get started planning straight away" suggested Harry.

"Not a chance," said Mrs Weasley, joining them at the table. She was clutching a long roll of parchment. "Lupin and Tonks are joining us for dinner this evening and I'll need you all to help me out"

There were groans from all around the table.

"And I'll have no complaints, thankyou very much" continued Mrs Weasley, " The house hasn't had a good taking care of for awhile now. I want this half of the parchment completed by lunch"

The group crowded around the parchment.

"I don't se Bill, Fleur, Charlie or Annie on here" retorted George.

"Well we're doing real work. With an income" laughed Charlie from the other end of the kitchen.

Ron scanned the list and beamed.

"Looks like Hermione and I are cleaning outside"

Hermione beamed back at him and they hurried out of the kitchen.

"Wait!" called Mrs Weasley, "I've just thought of a punishment for last night. No magic whatsoever it to be used in your chores"

Groans of protest sounded.

"But you'll never know" said Ron.

"Yes I will" smiled Mrs Weasley, holding up a white orb, "It's your brother's Magiscope"

Fred and George groaned.

"We should have never invented them" muttered Fred.

"What are they?" Harry asked George.

"Magiscopes. They're kind of like Sneakascopes except they pick up magic use instead" he replied.

Harry looked for his name on the list and found it stencilled next to 'Dusting'. Almost simultaneously Ginny groaned.

"Dusting," she spat, "With no magic"

"What's wrong with that?" joked Harry, "I dust all the time at the Dursleys – with no magic"

"Are you dusting too?" asked Ginny, her eyes sparkling.

"Perhaps" answered Harry.

Mrs Weasley shoved a few feather dusters in their direction and instructed them to start at the top and work down. The two made their way up the stairs, poking each other with their dusters. Below them Fred, George, Angelina and Katie, took piles of rugs outside to beat.

Harry and Ginny had arrived at the top landing where the only doorway led to the attic. Ginny started bouncing around, dusting everything within her reach.

"Hey! Slow down" Harry cried, ducking a blow from her duster. He grabbed her by the arm.

"Yes?" shed asked breathlessly. Ginny recalled, with pleasure, the early antics of the previous evening.

Ginny had raced after Harry as he made his way up to Ron's room. They met on the landing outside Ron's door.

"Ginny"

"Harry"

"How are you?" Harry asked, his voice higher than usual.

Ginny just gazed up at him, wanting to be lost in his emerald eyes. She leapt into his arms and her lips found his. Harry relaxed, remembering the sweet pleasure being with Ginny brought him and the passion he felt for her. He deepened the kiss and Ginny wrapped her arms around him. They drew apart but their faces were still right next to each other.

"Much better now" she replied to his un-answered question.

Now much of the same scene was taking place in the present. Harry wasn't sure how much time had passed before he and Ginny drew apart and started, very guiltily, dusting the landing. They didn't pause again until they were down in the sitting room.

Ginny was balancing tediously on Harry's shoulders as she reached for a cobweb in the highest corner. Just then a rug sailed past the window. It was being chased by another rug, which was holding a beating stick and was waving it around alarmingly. Ginny laughed and overbalanced. Harry yelled out in surprise and tried to steady himself. But he was unsuccessful and he Ginny fell onto the couch, Ginny laughing all the way.

Ron and Hermione walked in just then. Both rather dirty and relatively flushed but Ginny guessed the flush wasn't from overworking.

"Hey! What were you two doing on the couch?" Ron asked suspiciously.

Ginny and Harry attempted to explain at the same time so Ron just became incredibly confused.

"Don't worry about it" soothed Hermione, placing a hand on his arm. Ginny and Harry exchanged amused glances.

"Lunch!" called Mrs Weasley.

The four trooped into the kitchen where a triumphant Fred, George, Angelina and Katie were all residing.

"I still don't understand how you got all the rugs finished so fast" exclaimed Mrs Weasley.

"Well," said Fred, "You can be rest assured we didn't do magic"

Mrs Weasley narrowed her eyes but said nothing. Instead she began poking around the kitchen murmuring something about misplacing her Magiscope.

Lunch was enjoyable with three different kinds of sandwiches (chicken and mayonnaise, lettuce and tomato or tuna and onion), a jug of pumpkin juice and a small bowl of sweets for dessert.

Halfway through the meal Mrs Weasley left the room to continue looking for her Magiscope. A heavily beaten rug floated wearily through the front door. Fred and George leapt up and attempted to wrestle the struggling mat to the ground. They only managed to push it outside.

"Where did Fred and George go?" questioned Mrs Weasley, when she arrived back in the kitchen (still with no Magiscope).

"Oh, they just popped out" answered Katie.

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After lunch the boys left to de-gnome the garden and Mrs Weasley ordered the girls to tidy their bedrooms.

However, the girls soon discovered that Charlie's room had an excellent view of the backyard and not much cleaning took place.

"It's my turn," moaned Hermione, struggling to take the binoculars off Angelina.

"Fine!" relented Angelina, passing them to Hermione.

Hermione gazed longingly through the binoculars at Ron's tall form. She zoomed out for a moment.

'Oooooh! They're taking their shirts off!" squealed Hermione.

There was a mad scrabble for the binoculars and they slid across the floor. Katie dived for them. By now everyone was crowded around the window but Katie had the best view by far.

"George looks so good with his shirt off" she drooled.

"Are you finished yet girls?" called Mrs Weasley sharply.

Grudgingly the four turned away from the window and continued cleaning.

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