Sorry I took so long! If you want my pathetic explanation, I put it at the beginning of my other story, the life project, chapter 7. ;) Enjoy!

The next morning, Draco rolled over in his sleeping bag. He felt a cool breath on his face, and he opened his eyes.

Draco blinked, then sat up, his eyes wide open.

"Luna?"

"Morning, sunshine," Luna said, standing.

"Sunshine?" Draco shouted. "There is no sunshine! The sun hasn't even risen yet!"

Luna peered at him, amusement shining in her eyes. "Of course, silly," Luna said. "We have to get up before the sun comes up if we want to watch the sun rise!"

"Why would I want to watch a bloody sunrise?" Draco muttered, flopping down onto the ground. He realized too late that he had no pillow, and his head smashed against gravel and dirt. He rolled off of his now sore ear, and looked at Luna, who hadn't left her spot, and was staring down at him that would make any mothers death glare wither.

"Come on," Luna said.

Draco shook his head like a stubborn child.

Luna rolled her eyes. "I didn't want to have to resort to blackmail..."

She pulled something long and black out

Of her back pocket.

That was when Draco realized that his tent, instead of the nice cool temperature of the previous night, was now so humid; Draco wondered how he hadn't stopped breathing.

"Hey!" Draco said, standing. He towered over her, and hit his head on a tent pole. "Give me my wand, Lovegood."

"Your mother didn't want you to use magic for the weekend."

"I'm not afraid of my mother," Draco said through gritted teeth.

"You should be."

"Crap."

"Watch your mouth," Narcissa snapped.

"Here, Luna dear, let me have Draco's wand."

Luna handed Narcissa Draco's wand and Narcissa grabbed Draco by the ear.

"Ow, ow, ow!" Draco says, flushing from pain, anger, and humiliation.

Luna walked out and tended to the fire.

Narcissa let's go of Draco's ear.

"I'm not a child anymore, mother," Draco said.

"Than stop acting like one," Narcissa said angrily. "Luna is being incredibly nice to us. I want you to be as nice to her as she is being to you. And later, you are going to go and find wood with her, and anything else she might need help with."

"But-"

"No buts, you're going to do what I say or suffer the consequences."

Draco towered over his petite mother, but he cowered under her viscous gaze.

"Breakfast is ready!" Luna announced.

Lucius crawled out of his tent and blinked the sleep out of his eyes. He climbed the rest of the way out, stood...and collapsed.

"Oh!" He exclaims. "My back! I'm too old for this sleeping on the ground crap. I don't think I can get up."

"Oh, Lucy!" Narcissa exclaims, rushing to her husband. She pulls him up. "Luna, dear, go into the tent and grab our sleeping bag, please, will you?"

Luna pulled it out and spread it on the ground in front of the fire. They lowered Lucius onto the sleeping bag. He cursed as he hit the ground.

"I need some pillows," Lucius said commandingly.

"We didn't bring any pillows, dear," Narcissa said, stroking her husband's long blonde hair away from his face.

"Then conjure me one."

"I'm sorry," Narcissa said, standing. "I'm not going to do that. I vowed to myself that I wouldn't do any magic. So did Luna."

"My son will do it for me," Lucius said, looking at Draco.

Draco shrugged. "Mom's got my wand."

Lucius sighed. "I'll do it then."

"No!" Narcissa said, whipping away his wand. "I won't let you! I said no magic all vacation and you will listen to me! You can rest on Draco's sleeping bag."

She went into Draco's tent, and returned a minute later with it rolled up under her arm. She lifted his head. He groaned as she dropped it onto the sleeping bag.

"I'll need it higher than that!" Lucius said.

"I can't help you there."

Lucius rolled his eyes.

"I think he needs a doctor," Luna said.

"You and Draco can go and get one after breakfast," Narcissa replied.

"Wait, what?" Draco said, approaching his mom, who ignored him.

"Here, I'll feed you, Lucy."

"Mum, I don't want to-"

"Help yourselves, guys," she said, and began to spoon food into Lucius' mouth.

"Honestly, Honey, I can feed myself-"

He was cut off as Narcissa jammed a fork into his mouth.

"If you insist on ordering us to get you pillows because you can't do it yourself, well, you must need my assistance," Narcissa said. Draco could see a grin at the corner of her mouth.

"But-"

"Hush up and eat, Draco," Narcissa said. "You and Luna need to leave as soon as the sun comes up, which is in only a few minutes."

"Finished," Luna said, placing her plate next to the pool for washing. "I'll pack for the trek back to town."

She entered her tent and returned a few minutes later with a backpack.

Draco choked down his food, placed his plate on Luna's, and went into his tent. He pulled on a shirt and clean shorts, and grabbed his backpack. He didn't know what he'd need or how long he'd be gone. He figured that since it had taken half of a day to leave at the crack of dawn to get here, that it would take at least all day to get back. Apparition wasn't possible in these areas of the muggle world because it was so close to ministry base, so they would have to walk. Draco threw an extra shirt, a box of matches, and a bottle of water into his bag, then crawled out of the tent. Luna was tying her shoe laces, and began to stretch as Draco approached.

"Let's get going."

She jerks her chin at the sky. "You might want to take a look at the sun. After we go into the part of the forest that we're headed, you're going to miss it."

Draco's eyes looked up against his will. The sky was painted with red, pinks, and oranges. The sun was barely visible beneath all of the colors.

"I'm used to the dark," he replied coldly.

She smiles and shrugs. "Okay."

Draco grits his teeth. Luna stands and brushes off her short black shorts. She is wearing a purple camisole probably trying to fend off the suffocating heat by clearing away from anything that might cover her shoulders. Her hair is pulled off her neck in a loose ponytail, the curls winding down her back.

She grins. "Ready for an adventure?"

Draco had no idea what kind of an adventure he was in for.

A half an hour later, Draco was panting along side Luna, who seemed to have all the breath she needed, though they were walking quickly down the side of a mountain, which had lots of hills and creeks to tread across, trees to wind around, rocks to step over.

"How *pant* can you *pant* not be tired?" Draco asked.

"Remember, I do this for a living," Luna replied, using an overhanging tree branch to swing over a rock. Draco simply stepped over it. His back foot caught on the rock, and he vaulted forward. His knee skidded along the gravel and tree bark.

He hissed in pain.

"Oh, Draco," Luna said. "Here, let me see it."

"No, it's fine," Draco insisted, standing.

Luna ignored him and examined his knee. When she brushed gravel off, Draco winced. It didn't go unnoticed by Luna.

"Look, you've got gravel in it. And about five splinters. Here, I'll need to fix it up."

"It's fine," Draco repeated stubbornly.

But she was just a stubborn.

"I'm not going to let you get an infection," she said, pulling a first aid kit out of her backpack. "Not if I can help it. Here, this might hurt a little bit."

She wiped it off with a wipe. He didn't understand, because that didn't hurt at all. All of the gravel came off, and there was a lot of blood now. Now, she took a spray, and sprayed it all over Draco's knee.

"AAAAAHHHHHHH!" He shrieked and ran away.

"Draco, come down from that tree," Luna said, choking down her laughter.

"Never!" Draco said.

"Come on!" Luna said. "You've endured the cruciatus curse before!"

"And I'd rather have that than that awful spray!" He exclaimed.

Luna rolled her eyes. "If girls can go through childbirth, which doesn't even compare to that spray, you can go through a little bit of this."

"Why couldn't you just use magic to fix this?" Draco asked, climbing down from the tree.

"Your mum has my wand as well as yours," Luna replied, rifling through her first aid kit. "Now. Get over here."

Draco came back over to her cautiously.

"Don't worry, nothing else will hurt you," Luna said, laughing. Draco came back, and Luna put a Band-Aid over the cut.

She took out a tweezers.

"What is that for?" Draco asked worriedly.

"I have to get the splinters out," Luna reasoned.

"No," Draco said. "I'd rather they'd just work their own way out."

"They're in too deep," Luna replied, brushing her fingers over them. "This can be done the easy way, or the hard way."

"I don't want it done either way."

Draco's shrieks could be heard by his parents.

"It's out," Luna said with a happy smile, holding the needle and knife out in front of her.

Draco glared at her, tears in his eyes as he clutched his knee to his chest.

An hour later, Draco was whining again.

"I'm hungry," he said.

"It's only been an hour and a half since breakfast," Luna replied.

"Ad I'm used to feasts for all meals of the day," Draco said. "Not two eggs and a strip of bacon."

"Fine, then we'll stop but we're not eating again until we get to town."

The two stopped and Luna made a small fire. Draco ate like a starving homeless man. When he had finished, he threw his paper pate into the fire.

"Let's go," Draco said.

"We can't just leave this fire here," Luna said.

Draco rolled his eyes. "This clearing is huge. The fire won't catch on anything."

"Go and search for water."

"...what?"

"You heard me." Luna crossed her arms and watched him expectantly. "Would you rather dig for it?"

Draco sighed. "Fine. I'll go search for the freaking water."

Luna smiled and plopped down in front of the fire. "Thank you. I think there's a creek that way." She pointed away from the path.

"You're going to be the death of me," Draco muttered as he entered the trees.

"Be careful what you wish for."

"Yeah, yeah," Draco mumbled, ducking under a branch.

After a while of walking, Draco noticed a slight bubbling sound. He jogged towards it, and remembered he had nothing to put the water in. Cursing, he began digging for something he could put it in. He decided finally that he was not going to find anything, and he scooped up a pile of the mud on the bottom of the creek and formed a bowl. He set it down to leave it to dry for a few minutes.

When it was dry enough to hold water, he filled it and began walking in Luna's direction.

"Grrrrrrrrr..."

"I'm hungry again?" Draco asked aloud.

"Grrrrrrrrrr..."

Wait...

Draco's homemade bowl splatted to earth as he turned and saw a terrifying, brown creature, similar to Hermione's Crook shanks, but larger, less hairy, and really nothing like Crookshanks at all.

Draco screamed and ran.

Aren't I a stinka? Hehehehehehe. ;) If you want to know what happens with Draco and the Crookshanks that doesn't look like Crookshanks and is nothing like Crookshanks, leave me a review with comments, praise, criticism, ideas, anything! I fall in love with anyone who reviews!

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