A/N: Hello there! Thanks for checking this out, this is Camp Warthog! It is, as I think you know, Draco/Ginny and Harry/Hermione. I really, really, really think you'll enjoy it so you should read, and of course, review! Thanks!

Summary: On a day of lunacy, Dumbledore announces that he has founded a summer camp of magic for Hogwarts students going into their first or second year. When Ginny and Draco are unwillingly selected as counselors, they must spend their summer together in peace, so as not to disturb the little ones. DG HHr. AU.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or anything you recognize, really. I don't own any of the characters, or stuff like that so GET OFF MY BACK! hehe. I do, however, own the idea of Camp Warthog. And it's pronounced Wart-hog, not War-thog.

Chapter 1: Camp Warthog

"Silence!"

There was quiet.

"I know you all are excited due to it being your last day at Hogwarts for the year. However, if you could all quiet down for a moment, I would like to make a last announcement," Dumbledore said, in his usual manner of calm authority.

Everyone awaited said announcement, and wondered what it could possibly be. What could be so important when no one had a care in the world? It was the last meal of the year, and everybody was ready for departure.

"I have founded a new summer camp intended for wizards and witches going into their first or second year at Hogwarts. It is to be called Camp Warthog, and Hogwarts students eligible to attend will receive a parent permission slip by owl in a week or so. With that said, I would like to keep all fifth and sixth years after breakfast. If you are in your fifth or sixth year, please stay. The rest of you are welcome to leave."

Ginny Weasley groaned quietly to herself and ran a hand through her fiery red hair. She was a fifth year and had to stay behind for whatever Dumbledore had to say, but she would have much rather just gone up to her Gryffindor dorm room and relaxed for a bit before getting on the Hogwarts Express, homebound.

"Gather round, gather round," said Dumbledore. The other teachers at the staff table scattered from their chairs in order to leave Dumbledore alone with the students. Ginny noticed one of her best friends Hermione, a sixth year, in the crowd. Ginny walked over to stand by her, but there was only time for a nod of greeting before Dumbledore began speaking again.

"In this hat," just then he magically conjured a top hat in front of him, "there is one copy of each of your names. I will be drawing sixteen names from the hat at random. Each name I draw is to be a camp counselor at Camp Warthog. This is mandatory. It is enchanted to give me four names from each house, two boys and two girls." He couldn't keep the grin off his face as he said, "Here we go."

Ginny crossed her fingers as Dumbledore drew four names for Gryffindor house. She couldn't waste away at some kids' summer camp for the whole summer, she just couldn't…

Dumbledore said with a small smile, "Harry Potter!"

Ginny saw Harry look down to conceal his disappointment from Dumbledore.

Dumbledore continued, "and Ron Weasley!" He opened two more miniscule pieces of parchment and said, "Hermione Granger and…"

No, no, no, no, no, no. Not me, Ginny thought. It can't be me.

"…Ginny Weasley!"

Just great. Exactly what she needed. It was all she could do to keep from groaning out loud, or maybe throttling Dumbledore like she knew she wanted to. But that wouldn't help her get out of the current situation.

"And for Ravenclaw," Dumbledore spoke, "we have Terry Boot, Michael Corner, Padma Patil, and Luna Lovegood."

That's wonderful. She'd also be spending her entire summer with a super-nerd, ex-boyfriend, whining isolated twin, and lunatic. However nice the lunatic may be.

"Counselors for Hufflepuff shall be," there was a pause as he unfolded names he had chosen from the hat. "Justin Finch-Fletchley, Ernie Macmillan, Hannah Abbot and Susan Bones. And finally, for Slytherin, Pansy Parkinson, Millicent Bulstrode, Blaise Zabini, and Draco Malfoy."

Wow. Malfoy without his cronies in a far, far away place spending the night within a mile of his arch nemesis. Should be interesting.

"Alright then, those not chosen as a camp counselor are dismissed. Those chosen, please stay," Dumbledore said, ever-calm. The sixteen counselors gathered in a somewhat scraggly semi-circle facing Dumbledore's dining chair. He started, "In two weeks, Camp Warthog will be initiated. Boys will be counselor for boys, and girls will be assigned girls to counsel." Then, Dumbledore was interrupted by a raised hand from Michael Corner. "Yes?"

"Professor Dumbledore, will we have to wear a…uniform?" Ginny could tell by the nervous look on his face that the word uniform was a placeholder for: stupid outfit.

"No," Dumbledore answered, "not even wizards' or witches' robes will be necessary. You may wear whatever you like." Then, noticing Pansy's lit up face, he corrected, "as long as it is appropriate." Ginny watched Pansy's expression dampen.

"Continue with what you were about to say, Professor," Hermione reminded him.

"Ah, that's right. Each cabin, or group, or whatever you want to call it, will have a set group of the opposite gender that it will interact with on a daily basis, for certain camp activities. Right now I shall give you advance notice on who your counselor partner of the opposite sex will be."

"Interesting," Hermione whispered to Ginny. She nodded in response.

"The pairs will be: Mr. Potter with Miss Granger, Mr. Weasley and Miss Lovegood, Mr. Corner with Miss Patil, Mr. Boot and Miss Bulstrode (Hermione whispered: Ooh, I feel bad for Terry.), Mr. Macmillan and Miss Abbot, Mr. Zabini and Miss Parkinson, Mr. Finch-Fletchley with Miss Bones, and that leaves Mr. Malfoy with Miss Weasley."

"…"

The day could not get worse.

The rest of the Gryffindor counselors stared with wide eyes at Ginny.

Dumbledore, who had taken no notice of any tension, continued, "You will be contacted in approximately a week with more information. Now go back to your dorms and prepare to return home."

So they did.

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