A/N: Hey guys! I got this random idea for a fanfiction where our favourite boys go on a camping trip. So here it is :D

DISCLAIMER: Unfortunately I am not JK, nor do I own anything you recognise… :'( If I was JK I would have made Harry and Draco confess their love for each other in the end!

Muggle Studies Mayhem

Chapter One:

Harry was sitting quietly in Muggle Studies, he hated this class. It made him bored, tired and hungry… If Hermione hadn't forced him into doing it he could be out by the lake with a free period.

'Now, I have been speaking with Professor Dumbledore about a few things…' Professor Burbage said happily. 'He has decided , as well as I have, that to have a deeper and more understanding of Muggles and their ways of life, we have arranged…' She paused for effect. 'A five day camping trip!'

'A what trip?' Most of the Slytherins said as the class broke out in whispers.

'A camping trip, to all of you who don't know what it is, is when muggles camp in the forest or near a river or someplace secluded in tents for a few nights and do activities throughout the days,'

The Slytherins groaned at the thought of having to do any form of physical activity unless it included a broom and a quaffle. Harry's attention had been focused on some sort of mark on the wall but when the teacher had said something about camping he instantly started paying attention.

'Professor, just out of curiosity for this will we need permission from our parents, if so, will they have to pay for camping supplies?' Hermione said in her all-knowing voice.

'What's wrong Granger? Can't afford to buy a tent and a few sticks?' Malfoy snickered and Hermione just fixed him with a glare before turning back to the teacher.

'Yes and no, the school will be paying for it, and we have already sent out permission letters to all of your parents, we were keeping it as a surprise for you all and we have received them all back except a select few who didn't want their children leaving the school.' The professor smiled, obviously ignoring Malfoy's comment.

Hermione just nodded her agreement and started scribbling something down in her book. Harry's spirits lifted at the sound of a camping trip. He had only ever been on one once, and that was with the Dursley's so it wasn't the most enjoyable vacation seeing as Dudley didn't want to do anything so Harry was forced to cook, set up the tents and everything else. But the sound of a camping trip with Ron, Hermione and the rest of the Gryffindors sounded great!

'Professor, also, when will we be leaving on this trip?' Hermione asked again and Ron shook his head at her.

'Tomorrow my dear, I'll explain everything in a minute,' she said with a smile as she shook her head at Hermione's eagerness. Nearly all of the class groaned at such a stupid spontaneous thing. Tomorrow? That gives them no time to do anything!

'Now, what we have planned for the trip is a whole heap of muggle activities! There will be things like canoeing, fishing, nature scavenger hunts, amoeba tag and a lot of other exciting activities which will give us more of an insight to muggle life.' When she said this almost everyone who wasn't muggleborn in the room gave her funny looks. In Harry's opinion he was excited to do camping trips with actual activities that weren't cooking and setting up tents and tending to his cousins every need. This time he actually gets to do something, he gets to spend time doing relaxing activities!

'We will be cooking our own meals, we won't be using magic and we will be arriving there by muggle transport so if you don't own any muggle clothing that is suitable for wearing outdoors, myself, the headmaster or your head of house will be kind enough to give you a late pass for Hogsmeade. Gladrags Wizardwear has brought in a new supply of brand new muggle clothing especially for this occasion. So please raise your hand now if you need to get proper attire.'

Almost everyone had raised their hand warily and once Harry thought about it he didn't particularly have any good camping clothes either so he raised his hand too. Once Professor Burbage had handed out late passes to everyone who had their hand raised class was dismissed and to Harry's luck muggle studies was the last class of today so he, Ron and Hermione set off towards Hogsmeade to go to Gladrags.

'Why do you suppose she did this at random? I mean, sending letters home without our permission, it's barmy!' Ron said as they headed down the path to Hogsmeade along with almost everyone else from their class.

'Who knows Ronald, but I think it's going to be quite interesting.'

'I'm actually looking forward to it,' Harry exclaimed.

'Mate, are you barking?'

'Ronald!' Hermione scolded and Harry just gave a small laugh. This camping trip definitely was going to be fun… He was almost positive that only Hermione and himself knew anything about camping out in a random forest.

'If I get bitten by some sort of animal while we are out there I'm going to sue!' Ron said angrily.

'Ron, it's not that bad. I'm sure after we come back you'll want to go again. Mate, you're going to love it. Camping is loads of fun!' Harry said as they arrived outside Gladrags.

The next day everyone was lined up in the Entrance Hall at 7am dressed in house uniform, minus their robes. Harry noticed that almost all the Gryffindors and Slytherins were there. He noticed Neville, Seamus, Lavender and of course Ron and Hermione. In the Slytherin line, which wasn't much of a line, they were all leaning against walls or chatting amongst each other he noticed: Malfoy, Parkinson, Zabini, Crabbe, Goyle and Bullstrode. He wasn't at all sure why any Slytherins took muggle studies in the first place but he didn't really bother to think too much about it at all.

'Students! How are we all this morning?' Dumbledore said as he waltzed towards all the sixth year students. Most of them just mumbled in reply. 'That's good!' He said obviously ignoring everyone's groans. 'Now, I will not see you for the next few days but I came to wish you all luck and happiness on your adventure and please behave. Any misbehaviour will be punished accordingly when they return.' Dumbledore looked at the Slytherins as he said this. Professor Burbage then arrived with her hair tied back in a ponytail and a big grin on her face.

'Right, well students, let's go!' She said happily as she walked out of the great hall and across the grounds.

'Where do you suppose we're going for this camping trip?' Harry said to Hermione as they walked.

'I don't know, she wouldn't tell me. Of course I asked but she did say it was a huge surprise.'

'I hope it's somewhere warm…' Ron said as he sighed.

The trio walked behind everyone else, besides the Slytherins who were talking about where they were going to go for the camping trip… Or how they were going to get there.

'Professor, you don't suppose you could just tell us where the hell we are going?' Malfoy said from behind the trio.

'Language Mr Malfoy, and no, I will not tell you where we are going!' She laughed back.

'Stupid subject, stupid teacher and stupid excursion if you ask me.' Harry heard Malfoy say to his cronies.

'Just because you're too closed minded to look at other peoples lifestyles Malfoy,' Harry said just loud enough for Malfoy to hear.

'Shut up Potter, I do not appreciate having to be taken randomly to a stupid park with some tents and wild animals around just waiting to bite the next person to cross them!' Malfoy sneered.

'Whatever,' Harry just shrugged off Malfoy; not caring about what he had to say.

After they crossed the grounds of Hogwarts everyone's luggage was sitting by the gate waiting. All of the trunks had handles on them now and everyone looked at the teacher in disbelief, knowing exactly what she was going to make them do. Harry didn't mind too much that he was going to have to carry his luggage because he was used to carrying heavy object at the Dursley's.

'Right now, everyone grab your luggage. We are all going to catch the Hogwarts Express to London,' She smiled with glee, grabbed her own luggage and headed to the train station. Everyone grabbed their luggage and started hauling it towards the station too.

'This is barbaric. I can't believe my mother agreed for them to do this to me!' Malfoy whined as he grabbed his luggage and started dragging it.

'Wimp,' Ron mumbled under his breath which caused Hermione and Harry to giggle quietly. Harry's trunk wasn't as heavy as he was used too, which made it so much easier for him to pull. He had packed a few pairs of warm pyjamas to wear because he knew it would be freezing at night, he bought a pair of board shorts to wear in case they went swimming and a bunch of hiking clothes for their activities. All of his clothing was brand new and he was excited to hurry and get to wherever they were going so he could put his new clothes on. Everyone threw their luggage into the luggage compartment and then hopped onto the train, all the students started to go into separate compartments when the professor whistled loudly.

'Everyone! I want you all in in the hallway for the announcement! Come on! Mr Finnigan do not try and sneak away,' She scolded. 'Okay, I want everyone to stay in this carriage please, I don't want you all wondering around the train. Breakfast will be served in about an hour; I will come around with a trolley. So please, stay put!' With that she smiled and walked into a staff compartment. Everyone turned and scattered into groups and headed into each compartment. The Slytherins were as far away from the Gryffindors as they could get while still staying in the same carriage.

Ron Hermione and Harry settled into a compartment when Neville came and sat down with them too.

'Hi guys!' He said excitedly as he sat down next to Harry.

'Hey Neville,' the trio almost said in unison.

'Are you excited to see where we are going? I wonder how she is going to stop us using magic, although I don't think I would want too, you see, I've never been camping before although gran has spoken about all the times she did when she was younger.'

'I've been camping once before, although it was with my Aunty, Uncle and cousin so it wasn't that fun, but I guess I would be a good camper because I know how to cook and set up tents and everything.' Harry said happily.

'Mate, you're going to have to help me set up my tent okay?' Ron said eagerly.

'I think I might be able to handle it with a bit of help but I'm sure I'll be fine, what about you Neville, do you have any sort of camping skill?' Hermione asked.

'Not really… Well not without magic anyway.' He laughed and then relaxed into the chair as Hermione started explaining what canoeing and fishing and a bunch of other camp activities were.

About an hour later there was a knock on the door and Professor Burbage opened their compartment door with a trolley full of breakfast. 'Come on dears, eat up!' She smiled as she handed everyone a plate of food. The four all took their plates and started eating.

'I 'ope we dun 'ave to share a tent wif any Slyferins' Ron said with a mouth full of food.

'Swallow before speaking Ron!' Hermione sighed.

'Doubt it, I don't think Professor Burbage would like to wake up to a tent in ruins because of a brawl that happened in the middle of the night,' Harry laughed.

'True.' Ron said as he swallowed his food.

The rest of the trip went fairly quickly and after they all arrived in London they went from Platform 9 ¾ to Kings Cross station and then headed out onto the street.

'Look at all the muggles and their stupid contraptions, this is ridiculous!' Pansy Parkinson screeched as they walked out onto the main road and down the street. Harry had a feeling that they were heading towards a bus stop because if they weren't travelling by train they must have been travelling by bus because no one had the muggle money for a heap of cabs! Harry then spotted a white coach further down the street and knew that they were heading for it.

'I've never been in a coach before,' Hermione said as she spotted the coach as well.

'A what?' Ron said stupidly and Hermione just pointed towards the big white coach they were heading for. 'Right…'

The coach ride was long and the bus was hot and sticky. The Slytherins seemed extremely annoyed with this but kept their mouths shut as they knew Professor Burbage would hear them complaining from the front of the bus. After they drove out of London and into what seemed a deserted forest the bus stopped on the side of a dirt road.

'Here? Are you kidding? We are going to camp here!' Malfoy said as he looked out the window in disbelief. Harry himself thought the place looked beautiful.

'Yes, we are. It's a beautiful spot with a lake and everything.' Burbage smiled at him, to Malfoy's great annoyance.

Everyone filed out of the bus and took their luggage from the compartment underneath and then while Burbage payed the driver everyone started looking around. The trees were tall and green, they had lots of different kinds of flowers on them and the grass was a bright green with little dandelions and clovers covering most of the lush green paddock. Harry smiled as he took in the fresh air scent and he just wanted to lie down in the field of clovers and watch the clouds floating past in the bright blue sky above them.

'Well students, here we are! Everyone grab your things and follow me, make sure you don't get left behind!' She laughed and then took off through a small path that seemed to go into a never ending forest.

'Gotta admit Harry, this place doesn't look to shabby at all,' Ron said as he nudged Harry in the side.

'It smells so wonderful doesn't it?' Hermione said as she picked a flower off of a random tree and smelt it.

'It smells like fresh air. The exact same air we have at Hogwarts,' Zabini said as he passed.

'You know Blaise, I actually think the air here smells a little different… it sort of smells more like dirt if you ask me,' Parkinson then said as she passed the trio as well.

'Ignore them 'Mione, it smells great here!' Harry said as Hermione looked slightly hurt at the stupid Slytherins.

They only walked about ten minutes before they arrived in a large open paddock. It was surrounded by the trees that started off in a thin arrangement then seemed to get thicker and closer together the further away it went. The area seemed so untouched that Harry felt a little bad for being here. When he listened closely he could hear running water in the distance and assumed this was the river she was talking about when she said they would be staying near a river. Harry was shocked to see that even the Slytherins were looking a little less aggravated at the fact that they had to camp out in a random paddock.

'Well everyone, how about we set up those tents before it gets dark? But before we do that I want everyone to hand me their wands so I know no one is cheating,'

'WHAT?'

'I DON'T THINK SO!'

'Doubt it,'

The Slytherins instantly said in protest.

'Fine, then you can all fail my class.' Burbage said instantly with a stern voice that never seemed to suit the petite, kind lady but the sternness in her voice always seemed to work because the Slytherins reluctantly handed her their wands. Harry and Ron then handed their wands to Hermione who walked over and handed their wands in.

'Now everyone! Here are your tents, there is also a heap of sleeping bags and pillows' Burbage waved her wand and seven tents appeared in heaps. They were arranged in a large circle around the group and before anyone made a move she spoke again, 'There is instructions on your tent, there are two to a tent, now get to work! And before you ask, no, boys and girls cannot be in the same tent!' She then gleefully walked over to her tent and started setting it up by hand.

Ron and Harry walked over to one tent, Seamus, Neville to another and Lavender and Hermione walked to their tent with determined expressions. Crabbe, Goyle trudged over to a tent and Malfoy and Zabini were in their own tent and Bullstrode and Parkinson to theirs.

The first to be finished was Ron and Harry who then helped Professor Burbage then they helped the girls. Parkinson and Bullstrode were the last to finish their tent and refused to do anymore until someone helped them. When everyone had fixed their tents it was starting to get dark so Burbage got the boys to go look for a heap of logs to sit on around a fire. When they finally had enough to fit everyone they were placed in a large circle with a bright, warm fire in the middle. Harry slumped onto the grass and used the log as a backrest while he warmed his hands and feet on the fire.

'So, how is everyone feeling?'

'Great! I can't believe I put up a tent and everything!' Seamus said excitedly.

'I was useless…' Neville said.

Burbage laughed as everyone started talking about how they put up their tent.

'Quiet down! What we're all going to do now is tell some spooky stories and then head off to bed. We have a big day tomorrow!' Burbage yelled over everyone.

Once everyone stopped speaking Burbage started her spooky story.

'Once in a little village not that far from here, there was a problem. Animals had started dying off, one by one. In the morning their owners would see them lying outside with 10 holes in their chest.'

'Oh please! As if anything like that happened around here, considering you wouldn't bring us here if something like that had happened!' Malfoy snapped.

'Wouldn't I?' Burbage said creepily which caused Malfoy to shut up.

'The people thought it was the work of their neighbouring town. Then, one night a man by the name of Brian was closing his store for the night. It was very late, and he was anxious to get home to his family. He shut off all the lights, and then closed the door with a satisfying click. As he turned around to go to his car he saw a dark shape in the distance. He stood still trying to make out what it was. As it got closer, Brian turned to go. It was the last move he ever made. The next day they found him with 10 holes in his chest.' The fire flickered in the night, casting eerie shadows on Burbage's face. Harry turned and saw that Hermione had gripped Ron's hand and Parkinson was clinging to Bullstrode.

'This made the town quite worried. They were scared of more people getting killed. So, one night two brave brothers, John and Jacob went out to get rid of the problem. They each took knives, and walkie talkies. They said good-bye to their father, and kissed their grandmother on the way out. The two boys decided to split up. One would go by the site of the murder, and the other would wander the streets. If one was attacked they could use their walkie talkie to contact the other.' There was a rustling in the trees far off in the distance and Seamus gasped loudly and gripped onto Neville's shirt. Harry wasn't getting scared, something as simple as a scary campfire story wouldn't really scare him after everything he's been through.

'So they set off, keeping a close eye on the shadows. Nothing seemed to be happening. It was a calm night, and it seemed like they would get home safely. But then suddenly John heard a crackling in the bushes behind him. He tried to call his brother, but it was too late. The figure leaped out of the bushes and tackled him, gouging his chest with its nails. Luckily Jacob heard the commotion, and rushed to help him. He leaped through the air and cut off the creature's right hand. The creature screamed and ran.' Burbage cackled evilly here and it made Malfoy squeak and pull his knees up to his chin, his grey eyes were wide and focused on Burbage.

'Jacob took John to the hospital, and they bandaged him up and sent him home. The doctors called them heroes, and finally they got home at 6 that morning. Only their grandmother was up, so they said good morning, and then went back to bed…' She paused for a long moment, everyone hanging on her every word. 'But what neither of the brothers seemed to notice… Was that their dear old granny… was missing a hand!' Burbage cackled loudly and evilly which caused Parkinson to squeal which caused Bullstrode to squeal and then almost everyone jumped.

After everyone had calmed down from their paranoid state Zabini piped up.

'Miss? What's a walkie talkie?' Burbage giggled.

'It's a muggle device. I have some with me, so I'll show you how they work tomorrow. But now everyone off to bed!' Everyone groaned, not wanting to go to sleep yet, Pansy still looked as though she were about to wet herself and Ron was slightly paler than usual.

Harry noticed Malfoy hadn't moved from his position with his kneed curled up and internally laughed at how scared the prat looked. After about five minutes of everyone stretching and saying goodnight they all headed into their tents to get some sleep. They really did have a big day tomorrow.

Harry changed into a pair of long sleeved flannel pyjamas and crawled into his blue sleeping bag. Ron did the same and then said a sleepy 'Night Harry,' before passing out instantaneously. Harry himself fell asleep almost instantly; he had a long day of travelling and was out like a light.

Harry woke up to a cold tent and he could tell it was still night time. He needed to go to the bathroom so badly. He glanced over at Ron who was snuggled into his sleeping bag snoring lightly. Harry squirmed out of his sleeping bag and shivered as the cold air instantly cooled his warm pyjamas and skin. He unzipped the tent as quietly as he could and started to walk over to a tree. He wanted to make sure he was far enough away so no one would hear him but he didn't want to go too far and get lost. Harry walked into the trees a little and found the perfect place. While Harry did his business his senses went on overdrive and he could hear everything clearly. He heard an owl hooting in the distance and the trickle of running water from the nearby river. When Harry was finished he started to walk back towards the campsite when he heard a rustling quickly followed by a whispered 'Ow! Shit!'

Harry instantly recognized the voice as Malfoy so he kept on walking, keeping to the trees so Malfoy wouldn't see him. When Harry couldn't follow the trees anymore he tried to walk silently past Malfoy and back to his tent but just as they got a few meters apart Malfoy jumped and held up his fists in a fighting stance.

'Who's there?' He hissed loudly.

'What's wrong Malfoy… Scared?' Harry teased as he smirked at the blonde's stance.

'No… I was… just, I needed to go pee if that's okay.' He said quietly.

'Sure, just make sure dear old granny doesn't come for you.' Harry whispered eerily.

'Potter! Stop it!' Malfoy said as his head whipped back and forth, looking around hurriedly to make sure no one was around.

'Coward.' Harry laughed once and went to walk away but just as he took a step there was an eerie whistle sound from deep inside the woods and before Harry could turn to see what had caused it he was almost tackled by a blonde boy clinging to his flannel pyjamas.

'D-Did you h-hear that Potter?' Malfoy whispered frantically as he clung to Harry for dear life.

'It's just the wind Malfoy, now get off me!' Harry hissed back.

'That wasn't just the wind! It was… it was granny!' Draco was on the verge of tears and Harry couldn't help but feel a little bad. He pried the Slytherin off him and held him at an arm's length.

'Go to the bathroom Malfoy, it was just the wind.' Harry said calmly.

'O-okay…' Malfoy then scurried into the bushes and Harry stood there trying to register what had just happened.

Malfoy was scared of muggle campfire stories? Harry was about to walk away and leave Malfoy alone but then thought about how scared he used to get when he was younger and how no one was there for him. Harry was sure Malfoy wasn't used to being scared, so for reasons unknown to him, he waited.

Harry heard the eerie whistle again and it did sound completely scary, seconds later he saw Malfoy come running towards him from a distance. His white blonde hair contrasting with the black trees and as Malfoy got closer Harry could see the sheer terror on the blonde's face.

'POTTER!' Malfoy practically screamed as he ran straight into Harry's arms, almost knocking Harry to the ground and squeezing him tightly around the waist.

'Ngg! Malfoy!' Harry hissed loudly. 'Get off!' He tried to pry the blonde away but it was no hope. The eerie whistle sound hissed through the trees and this time it was Harry holding onto Draco.

'Maybe… we should go back to our tents now…' Harry said as he gripped the blonde by the wrist and ran, as he did this he swore he saw a flash of something crawling around in the woods. Harry ran Draco to his tent, practically pushed him inside of it and then ran to his own, getting inside, zipping up the tent and crawling into his sleeping bag as quickly as he could. Harry kept completely still in his sleeping bag for a long while before he drifted off into an uneasy sleep.