A/N: I'm going to make this clear. I don't own the Harry Potter series or it's characters. That right goes to JK Rowling

If you haven't yet, read before this story:

The Son and Nephew of the Maurders: The Sorcerer's Stone
The Son and Nephew of the Maurders: The Chamber of Secrets

Potters & Weasleys Goes to Egypt

The next few weeks been rather peaceful. Harry tried his best to prevent another outburst and got through his summer homework. One thing Harry was looking forward to was spending the rest of his summer vacation with his friends. At least with Ron and Neville. The last Harry heard Hermione's parents took her to France for the summer.

One morning Harry and James were sitting at the kitchen table, enjoying a good breakfast when Ministry Owl came with the Daily Prophet. James opened it up to read.

"Looks like Arthur won some Galleons," James chuckled.

Harry look up from his eggs and bacon. "What do you mean?"

James read the article he was referring to outloud:

Ministry of Magic Employee Scoops Grand Prize

Arthur Weasley, Head of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office at the Ministry of Magic, has won the annual Daily Prophet Grand Prize Galleon Draw.

A delighted Mr. Weasley told the Daily Prophet, "We will be spending the gold on a summer holiday in Egypt, where our eldest son, Bill, works as a curse breaker for Gringotts Wizarding Bank. We're even hoping to bring a couple of our family friends if they agree."

The Weasley family will be spending a month in Egypt, returning for the start of the new school year at Hogwarts, which five of the Weasley children currently attend.

At that moment, a large gray owl crashed through the open window. James and Harry immediately recognized it as Erol, the Weasley family Owl.

Harry rushed to the owl and found a letter addressed to him in Ron's handwriting.

Dear Harry,

I'm guessing you and your dad heard the news. I still can't believe dad won se ven hundred galleons the Daily Prophet.

Anyways I send this letter to tell you my parents are willing to let you and your dad come with us to Egypt as your early thirteenth present. We would of asked Neville and Hermione too, but as you know Hermione is spending the holidays in France and Neville said his grandmother planning to spend it with his family.

I hope your dad says yes.

Ron

P.S. Dad want you to know that after we return we'll be staying at the Leaky Cauldron instead of going straight home. That way we can get our school supplies for the remaining Summer break and go straight to King Cross this September 1st.

Harry showed it to his dad.

"Can we go?" Harry begged. "Can we?"

James looked over the letter and smiled. "I guess it wouldn't hurt since they invited us as your thirteenth birthday present. But we'll have to make a withdraw from Gringotts, so they don't spend all their winnings on us through the trip."

Harry literally jumped out of his seat excited as he wrote a response back to Ron.

…

Two days later Harry and James arrived at the Weasley family house to stay for the night before taking a Portkey to Egypt. For the trip, Arthur put a shrinking charm on each of their trunks so they would shrink down to fit in the palm of your hand so they could keep it in their backpacks since they weren't going home anytime soon.

Erol Hedwig and Percy's owl Hermes already started their flight to Egypt where they'll meet their owners. Although Ron had doubts that Erol would make the trip as the poor old owl don't do long distant travels too well.

"I'm not looking forward to Portkey travel," Ron grumbled.

The last time Ron and Harry travel through Portkey Ron broke his first wand.

"You did bring your wand holster this time though, right?" Harry asked.

Ron nodded.

"Okay, everyone, I got our Portkey," Arthur said holding up an old ragged book.

Harry didn't have to be told it was a portkey. Most portkeys were rugged old stuff or anything Muggles consider trash so that they don't normally touch them.

Too get a portkey normally cost a traveler's fee—depending on how far you plan to travel with it—unless the Ministry approves to have one send for a wizard or witch in need of an emergency portkey travel. For one to go to go to a Romania or Egypt would cost the Weasleys their savings, which is why they normally planned them once a year or get a foo-connection to where either Charlie or Bill lives at since it was easier to get one to family.

"Alright, everyone grabs on," Arthur said. "The Portkey is due to leave any minute."

Everyone did and immediately they were jerked into the air. Everything was spinning out of control as they flew through the air before everyone crashed landed on desert sand.

Harry quickly decided he hate Portkey traveling in a desert as he was coughing out sand. It didn't help that it had to be hundreds of degrees out and immediately Harry was sweating and thirsty.

"Mom! Dad! Mr. Potter!"

A tall thin man with red flaming hair wore in a long ponytail with an earing with a fang danling from his ear and wearing dragon hide boots showed up with enough cammels for everyone. He was swearing light and breezy robes, which Harry guessed made him feel cooler in the desert air.

"Glad you guys made it," he greeted.

"Bill!" the Weasley sibling ran over to greet their oldest brothers—except Percy who just greeted his brother casually and formally. Even Mrs. Weasley greeted her oldest son with a hug as Mr. Weasley patted him on the back.

Harry knew Mr. and Mrs. Weasley saw Bill last Christmas break (unlike most of the Weasley siblings who stayed at Hogwarts for Christmas and Charlie who was in Romania), but it was obvious for them it was a few months too long for them.

"Professor Potter, Harry, nice to see you two again," Bill said.

"Nice to see you again too, Bill," James said. "And please, Bill. I'm no longer your professor and we're not in school, so you can call me James."

"Sorry Pro—I mean James," Bill said. "Force of habit that I haven't been able to break while working here in Egypt for Gringotts. How are you doing Harry?"

"Better since I got away from the Dursleys," Harry said.

"Vernon's sister decided to schedule a visit the same time we were staying," James said. "Needless to say it the visit was more troublesome than usual."

"Ah—" Bill said. "Well come on, I got us some camels to take us to the closest wizarding czar."

Everyone got on a camel, although Bill helped Ginny on hers and they headed through the hot desert heat.

"You guys are in lock," Bill said. "We curse break quite a few tombs that were discovered you could see."

"That's great, dear, but I really wish you let me cut your hair," Molly said.

"Mom, I told you, long hair is the style here," Bill argued.

This lasted until they reached a muggle shopping district where the returned the camels where Bill rented them before taking them to the magical shopping district. Like Diagon alley, the magical shopping area was hidden from muggle eye, only in Egypt the a secret entrance was a hidden passage in a underground tomb. They even only could enter with a tap by a wand on a symbol of a cross with a loop on top Bill said that muggles called an Ahku that opened up a gate way.

"It was design this way so even Muggle tourist, scientist, or grave robbers wouldn't accidentally stumble their way here," Bill explained. "You'd be surprise how many muggles explored the tomb and yet never realize they were just within footsteps of a magical community."

The passageway opened up to a set of steps that leads up to the magical shopping district. Once everyone gone through the passageway closed up.

Unlike Diagon Alley, where all the stores were all stores, the shopping district here was tents that look small on the outside but once you head inside it reveals to be large and spacious like a house. There were also carts and stands between each tent with unique artifacts they were selling.

"Hello, young men," one sales' wizard greeted Harry and Ron. "What would you say if you can get Sneakascope small enough to fit in your pocket for only seven sickles. A fair deal and an offer you'll only get today."

"Really?" Ron asked.

"Yes, sir," said the wizard. "With these no dark wizard or witch could catch you off guard."

Ron and Harry looked at each other and took out their coins to pay the man for two sneakascopes. Harry also paid for one more to send to Neville since his birthday was the day before Harry's.

"Okay, you two," James said dragging Ron and Harry away from the stand before they were tricked to buy something else with their allowances.

Bill escorted them to his camp, which was outside of the shopping district but within view with some of the Pyramids, which Bill told Harry was where Ancient Egyptian Wizards and Witches (or magicians as the Muggle Egyptians refer to them as) to store some of the most magical and sometimes most dangerous objects for the pharaoh.

"Here's my tent," Bill said referring to the tent at the far end.

Inside was well air conditioned. It was Scarlette and gold—Gryffindor colors—with Many Egyptian stuff all over the place. There was a bed, a table and other stuff for Bill to live off of, as well as temporary bunks enough for everyone.

"Bill, honey, you really should clean up," Molly said. Harry guess it was this messy when they visited last winter.

"Molly, dear, leave him be," Arthur said.

"I can't wait to see the pyramids," Fred said.

"Yeah, maybe we can trap Percy there," George agreed.

"You will certainly not!" Molly yelled.

"We'll see the tombs tomorrow," Bill said.

"Sounds good," James said.

"I bet Hermione will be so jealous we're here," Ron said.

"That's for sure," Harry agreed. It was no secret in the wizarding world that Egypt has a lot of ancient history behind magic that goes back to the pharaohs.