Disclaimer: I don't own these characters, ominous pause for now...

A.N. This is an idea a friend and I had a long time ago, it was originally just for Harry Potter characters, but I figured, why leave out our other favorite young wizards?

Nita and Kit dragged themselves, bruised and exhausted into Tom and Carl's house.

"Well," Kit gasped, "We've cleaned up the ocean floor along the coast, finally settled the dispute with the trees, worked on a territorial problem with some bacteria on mars..."

"Stopped Rirhait-B from blowing up, defeated the Lone Power three times..."

"And got Ms. O'Leary's cat down from a tree."

"Oh, well I guess we could get you another assignment if you want," Carl said with a gleam in his eye.

Nita and Kit slumped to the floor in a dead faint.

"Can't people take a joke anymore?" he said as Tom revived them. When they were more or less conscious again, Carl continued. "Since you two have been working so hard, we've decided to send you two on a mandatory vacation.

"Really?! Where?! The beach maybe? I LOVE THE BEACH!!! ILOVETHEBEACH ILOVETHEBEACHILOVETHEBEACHILOVETHEBEACH..." Kit yelled, running in a circle and drooling just like Ponch.

Nita talked over his ranting, "So where is it to?"

"It's a secret island only wizardry- users can go, truly a once in a lifetime experience. You can share experiences with other wizards, learn from other wizards, trade tips..." Tom continued on with his list over Kit's screaming.

"IT'S A BEACH!!!!!! WOOHOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Kit started jumping around the room. "Come on Neets! Let's pack! I gotta play in the sand, uh, I mean meet other wizards and share experiences." He grinned and ran out the door.

Tom rolled his eyes, "Here's the coordinates for the island," he said, handing Nita a slip of paper. "Now go enjoy your vacation." Nita ran out of the house. By the time she caught up with him, he was at his house, feverishly throwing bathing suits, flippers, goggles, snorkeling equipment, a plastic pail, and a rubber ducky into a gym bag.

"This is going to be so cool!" both of them said at once.

"I mean, it's been years since we've been to the beach!" Nita said excitedly, though not nearly as excitedly as Kit.

"I love the beach..." Kit sighed.

Meanwhile, across the Atlantic Ocean...

Voices rang around the great hall as all the students of Hogwarts gathered in the great hall for breakfast.

"I can't believe I got an O minus!" Hermione howled as she flung herself into her seat at the table. "I studied all night for that arithmancy exam!"

"Calm down Hermione," Ron consoled her, patting her back and rolling his eyes, "Exams are tough! You probably got the best marks anyway!"

"It doesn't matter!" she cried pounding on the table, knocking over her goblet of pumpkin juice in the process, "You're so insensitive Ron! You don't care if I don't become an Auror! AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!" She ran out of the great hall.

"Sheesh," Ron muttered as he reached by Harry to grab a chicken leg, "I got a P on my History of Magic exam and you don't see me flooding the place."

"Oh give it a rest Ron, she'll get over it," Harry sighed, "She's such a perfectionist you know."

"But still, she doesn't have to..."

"Attention, Attention," Dumbledore interrupted from the staff table. "I have a very important announcement. I have been through your exam scored and have noticed they are exceptionally high. As a reward..." he paused, peering around the room, staring at the faces looking at him with rapt attention, "This weekend, as soon as I have finished the port keys, we will be having a trip to a secret beach used only by magic- users. It is the last remaining beach in the world that is completely muggle-free. Please have everything ready by 7 am on Saturday."

Later that night in the common room, Harry and Ron were telling Hermione, who was bouncing around the room cheering, "I can't believe we can go! This is wonderful, fantastic, it'll be so much fun! I can't wait, mmphum..."

As Ron clapped a hand over her mouth.

"Haven't we told you not to eat boxes of sugar mice before bed?!"

Hermione gasped, "Oh no! I just remembered! I just read this article in a muggle magazine my parents sent me, do you realize how much damage the sun's rays do?! I'm going to get skin cancer I know it! I must not get sunburned, I must not get sunburned, I must not get sunburned, I..."

"Oh great!" exclaimed Ron, "Now she'll never come"

"...not get sunburned. Sure I will Ron! I'll just bring some of my spf 90 sunblock, sun protection potions, a hat, a parasol, a turtle- neck, a poncho..."

Hope you liked it! I've been wanting to write a humor fic for a long time! R&R please.