Disclaimer: The only thing I own is the basic plot. And I'm not even sure if that's completely mine.

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Draco stared blankly at the parchment he held in his hand for what seemed like the thousandth time. That small piece of paper held what he would soon refer to as 'How my 7th year was ruined.' It read:

Dear Mr. D. Malfoy,
It is my pleasure as your head of house, to inform you that, because of your excellent marks for the past six years, you have been chosen to spend the duration of your seventh year living as a Muggle. You will be accompanied by the highest-ranking Muggle-born seventh-year student to aid you in any way possible. Instead of boarding the Hogwart's Express at Platform 9 ¾ on September 1, you will go to London International airport where you will board flight 1031 to Indianapolis, Indiana. From there a car will pick you up and you will move into the town house provided by the Ministry of Magic. NO MAGIC WILL BE ALLOWED. Good luck this year Mr. Malfoy.
Sincerely,
S. Snape
Potion Master

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Elsewhere in London, Hermione Granger was finding a similar fate as she read the letter she had just received from Hogwarts:

Dear Miss H. Granger,
It is my pleasure to inform you that, because of your high marks for the past six years, you have been chosen to spend the duration of your seventh year teaching one of your peers to live as a Muggle. You are to teach him to do daily activities, such as cooking, cleaning, etc., without the use of magic. You both will also be attending a Muggle high school. Instead of boarding the Hogwart's Express at Platform 9 ¾ on September 1, you will go to London International airport where you will board flight 1031 to Indianapolis, Indiana. From there a car will pick you up and you will move into the town house provided by the Ministry of Magic. Good luck Miss Granger.
Sincerely,
M. McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress

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"You're what?!" Hermione's best friend Harry exclaimed when she told him over the phone how she would be spending what was supposed to be her seventh year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"I'm going to America for the year with some pureblood wizard," she told him once more.

"But Hermione, we had it all planned out, this was going to be our one normal year at Hogwarts, now that Voldemort is gone," he sighed unhappily into the phone.

Hermione giggled at this and replied, "Harry, do you really think anything you ever do is normal?" Once again Harry just sighed, silently agreeing with her.

"Oh yeah, since I'm not going to Hogwarts, I'm not going to Diagon Alley to shop for school, so will you tell Ron that I'll come to the Burrow as soon as I get back and that I'll miss him?" "Sure, I guess," he agreed as not to upset her. Harry had been pretty understanding of his two best friends sharing a relationship that went beyond that of what he had with either of them, but he still wasn't completely comfortable with it.

"Well, I've got to go, I guess I'll see you next summer," she concluded gloomily. Harry gave a noncommittal grunt then hung up the phone.

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