The Racing Wind

Quidditch And Camping

Hermione's POV 

As soon as all of us arrived back at the burrow, my first though was 'there are too many people in here'. That was definitely true. There was Mr Weasley, Mrs Weasley, Charlie, Bill, fleur, baby Victorie, percy, percy's girlfriend Audrey, George, George's girlfriend Angelina, harry, Ron, me, ginny, Luna, Ella, annikah and edme. That was 18 people and the burrow wasn't the largest of places. In fact, we could barely all fit in the kitchen. "ummm, this is cosy" commented Luna vaguely. 

"right, let's go out into the garden" instructed Mrs Weasley, taking charge. Once we were out, she looked around, unsure of what to do. "why don't some of us camp in the garden" I suggested "I've still got the tent". Mrs Weasley's face lit up, and she looked extremely relieved. "what a brilliant idea, hermione dear" she exclaimed. I drew my wand from my pocket and pointed it towards the house. "accio tent" I called and eventually, what looked like a clump of material, poles and pegs flew out of one of the windows to land on the floor. I put my wand away and began to spread out the canvas tent. Instantly, harry, Ron, ginny, Luna, Ella, annikah and edme came over to help. 

Together, we began to straighten out the poles and push then through the material." everyone on a pole" I shouted. "yes, well, I think so anyway" called Angelina. "ok" I yelled, "three, two, one, lift". At once, everyone lifted their poles and pushed them into the little rings attached to the tent. "ok, now clip your pole to the tent then pull it out as far as it will go" I instructed. Following my own instructions, I clipped the three black clips around the pole before lifting it up and walking backwards with it, pulling the canvas tight. It was the tension that kept the rain out when it was wet. "Angelina, can you come round with the mallet and peg the poles down. Everyone, don't let go of your pole until it's been pegged in. George, can you roll up all three doors and Bill, can you start untieing the gyropes" I called. 

"What are gyropes" asked Bill stupidly. 

"the yellow bits of cord attached to the tent that you peg into the floor" I explained, sighing. Despite being the eldest of seven, Ron's older brother asked some stupid questions. 

Before I knew it, the tent was fully pegged in, gyropes and everything. "those who are going back to Hogwarts can sleep in the tent, if you lot don't mind of course" said Mrs Weasley. I nodded and summoned my beaded bag. "we don't mind at all, Mrs Weasley" said Ella, smiling. My beaded bag had an undetectable extension on it, so I could fit everything inside. "oh well then" said Mr Weasley "while tea is cooking, make yourselves at home". 

Harry, Ron, ginny, Luna, Ella, annikah, edme and I stepped in through the door. It was marvellous. Despite its small exterior, the tent was fitted with 8 bunks, a decent sized living space, two bathrooms complete with a jacuzzi, a dining area, a kitchen and a study. We each claimed a bunk and then we went through to the main loving area, and Sat down chatting, in my case - reading, and just relaxing contently on our tent. Get it? Con-tent-ly! Never mind. 

After a very nice tea, the eight of us retired to the tent. Us girls were content sitting on our bunks and chatting, that was, until the boys came in. "what are you wearing" shrieked ginny. 

"um.... Pajamas" said harry uncertainly as he and Ron climbed into their bunks. "honestly, you have no fashion sense what so ever" ranted the redhead. "woah gin, calm down" exclaimed annikah. I sighed and somehow, that caused Ron to snigger. "what's so funny" I asked, bewildered. 

"your reaction" was his reply. That caused yet more giggles until all of us were crying with laughter. By the time we had all calmed down enough to go to sleep, no one could remember how we all ended up laughing so much - nothing had been that funny, surely. 

A few hours later, after everyone had drifted off, I still lay awake. I just couldn't sleep. Maybe it was the tent. The familiar, canvas ceiling reminded me of all those long nights during the war. Sighing, I decided to go and get a drink. I scrambled down from my bunk, grabbing my wand as I went. "lumos" I whispered and instantly, a small, bright, ball of light was emitted from my wand. Quietly, I shone my light around the room, to guarantee I hadn't woken everyone. As I looked around, I saw six sleeping figures but there was one person Sat with their knees tucked in the furthest bunk. Silently, I padded over, trying to stop my feet making any noise as I moved across the groundsheet. "hey harry" I whispered softly, noticing the figure as the boy who lived, one of my best friends. "oh, hey hermione, what are you doing awake" he asked.