Ok I know that some of this story doesn't follow the events of the 6th and maybe (I don't know if it will) the 7th. I don't think this story will, but it might. So let me clear some things up before you start reading.
1st if you haven't read the books yet go and read them.
2nd I might change some of the events, not the major ones but just the small ones.
3rd I will try to keep the characters acting like themselves, but no ones perfect so if a character is a bit out of character sometimes I apologize in advance.
4th sadly Dumbledore is dead.
5th Draco, even though if I remember right runs off in the book after Dumbledore dies, is still at Hogwarts.
6th I hope you enjoy the story…I have lots of ideas for it and I am hoping it will be really funny. And if you have any ideas let me know and I might put it in if I like it. ^_^ if you like the story please review…it makes me happy and more likely to update faster.
Well enjoy ^_^
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The students gathered in the great hall, everyone had heard that something was being added to their classes, but no one had any idea what it was. Most were still morning the loss of the beloved headmaster Albus Dumbledore.
Minerva McGonagall stood, watching the students find their seats. She watched the sad faces as they searched the room, the news of Dumbledore's death still fresh in their minds.
"Can I have everyone's attention?" She said, her voice ringing through the huge room. Most of the students had already found their seats and the ones who hadn't quickly went and found an empty place. Soon all eyes were on her.
"Albus Dumbledore and my fellow professors have been working on a new class for the summer; most of you have at least heard a whisper of a rumor of it." She paused "The class is a muggle empathy class; you will be living with muggles over the summer. We have already sent out owls to you parents and they have all, mostly agreed. To those whose parents didn't agree you will have a class next year learning the same things that the others have learned over the summer."
"Albus Dumbledore decided there were too many muggle hating witches and wizards. So he came up with the idea for this class, so that you may learn of the hardships the muggles face every day, so you can learn that you are not that different from them."
"For the students who have lived as muggles most of their lives, like Miss Hermione Granger, they will be assigned to houses with their fellow students to help them learn to live without magic." She stopped looking at some of the students faces; she saw looks of shock, hatred, rage, curiosity. The looks of hatred and anger mostly came from one table, the slytherins.
"We will be passing out envelopes with the family you will be assigned to over the summer and the names of the fellow students who will be living there with you. There will be up to 3 students for each house. When I call your name please come and get your envelope." She then turned and picked up one of the stacks of envelopes on the table, calling out the names of students.
Students started walking up to the front when they heard their name; there was a quite whisper as the students talked while waiting for their name to be called. Soon everyone had an envelope, as Minerva watched the students she saw varied moods. Some were happy, apparently assigned to the same house as one of their friends, and then there were friends who were assigned to different houses. But from one table the mood was mostly the same, most the envelopes at the slytherin table hadn't been opened, but the students who had opened their envelopes were glaring at it.
"You will return home for one week to get your things packed and ready. Inside your envelopes is also a list of items you can bring, and also things that you should leave at home. Remember no magical objects what so ever, with the exception of you wand. But your wand should only be used in times of emergencies." She waved her hand, dismissing them all. Some remained seated talking to their friends but most of the room emptied out fairly quickly.
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"I can't believe it!" Draco shouted at Goyle, causing him to flinch. "I, Draco Malfoy have to live as a muggle. I don't believe my parents would have even allowed it." He growled and screamed at anyone who came close enough as he stormed through the castle to the basement and into the slytherin common room.
"And what kind of name is Shadowcry? They are probably some stupid muggle hicks." He slumped down onto the couch. Crabbe and Goyle remained standing, they never knew what would irritate Draco, and so they said and did little unless it was an order from him.
Draco looked at the letter again; Eurydice and Silver Shadowcry were the muggles he would be spending the summer with. His eyes then searched the letter for the other two students, when he spotted the names he crumpled the letter up and tossed it into the fire. He was not going to spend a summer with muggles, let alone the mudblood and a stupid hufflepuff.
He stood, deciding what would make him feel better, to see someone suffering more than he currently was. He left the common room, his two body guards shadowing him, and went on the hunt to bring pain and suffering upon some unlucky student.
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"So Hermione, where are you spending the summer?" Harry asked as he finished rereading his letter. He noticed the depressed look on her face and wished he said nothing.
"Well, I will be living with the Shadowcry's." Harry didn't know if that was what was making her depressed but decided not to ask. She didn't feel like sharing any more, that much was obvious.
"And what about the other students?" Ron, who was oblivious to Hermione's depression asked.
"Hannah Abbot and Draco Malfoy." She said Harry was shocked; he didn't want one of his best friends to be stuck with that git.
"Malfoy? Are you sure?" He asked grabbing her letter and reading the names for himself. "I'm sor-" Before he could finish telling her he was sorry she stormed out saying she needed to look something up in the library.
"She has to stay with that pompous git?" Ron asked standing and looking at Hermione's letters as well. Harry nodded.
"Do you think I would be able to trade places with her?" Ron shrugged, so Harry continued. "I don't really want to spend the summer with him but I would rather than know Hermione is with him and suffering." Harry stood and turned to leave, hoping to find Professor McGonagall, and hoping even more that she will agree with the switch.
"Please professor." Harry mumbled, Professor McGonagall had said no to the switch. Saying there were reasons why students were paired together. The reason for Hermione being paired with Draco is that he hates Muggle-borns.
"But why should Hermione have to suffer because of Draco, and something that will probably never change?"
"But there is hope that he will, that is why we made this class. To change the students ideas on Muggles, Muggle-borns, and any other. It's to help them understand people who are not like them. Now if you would Mr. Potter." She motioned to the door before sitting down on her desk and picking up a piece of parchment. "But I wish other students shared your same concern for their fellow classmates." She said without looking up, and added a small smile.
"Have a good summer, and trust me that nothing will happen to Hermione." Then she started reading and quieted him whenever he went to speak.
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Draco proudly walked down one of the many corridors in the castle, a smirk on his face. He had finished torturing a young unlucky first year, he made her so embarrassed she fell to the ground in tears, hiding her face in her hands. But she deserved worse, she was a mudblood. He felt slightly better about the day, but only slightly. The thought of spending a summer with a mudblood, and muggles was just enough to make him sick.
It was probably someone's sick joke, placing him, a pureblood with such vile creatures. He wanted to strangle the person who had done this. He despised him, the stupid Headmaster. He was glad he was dead, now he just wished he was the one who had killed him, instead of Snape killing him.
But what was done was done, it's hard to change the past, and he didn't care nearly as much about it. Still there might be a way to get out of this class, if you can even call it that. He pondered this thought as he walked, tripping an unlucky Gryffindor here and there.