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Chapter One::Change is in the air.

All I could think about as I waited for the headmaster to finish his speech, was getting my hands on some food, and quick. I was starving! And I could smell the delicious feast that was to be served to me, and the other hungry Hogwarts students. It was sooo completely distracting. I could hardly pay attention to Dumbledore as he rattled on about some nonsense about Mimsky Berries being found at the edge of the Black Lake and how we weren't supposed to go about picking them up and eating them like simple-minded fools. I was just about ready to lay my head down and day dream about steaks and apple pies when the Mimsky Berry issue suddenly turned into something far more interesting.

"This year, our school will contribute to a very important cause. A student from each house will be sent to spend three months in a Muggle environment." Dumbledore announced, happily.

This cause quite a bit of ruccus amongst the students, of course. I, on the other hand, wasn't very shocked or disturbed. A bit crabby about the idea, considering it could have been countless other exciting magical things, yet it just had to be something boring and primitive as living with a muggle family. The headmaster motioned for the students to fall quiet, and all did. Which was good, because I had just heard a fourth year girl giggling and carrying on about how exciting it would be to live with a group of real muggles. I could have thrown my goblet at her.

"Now, I know you all must have a thousand and more questions about this. So I'll begin by telling you what cause this event is being held for. It seems that our Muggle Studies teacher, and the teachers before her in the past, have been complaining that you, the students, aren't, and haven't been, taking the subject very seriously. This adventure will give four of you the chance to go out and see what it's really like to live as a muggle. And once you've come back and told all of your freinds about it, perhaps they will begin to understand and appreciate the art of Muggle Studies. Now, that that's out of the way, let us feast!" With that, Dumbledore sat down, and the empty plates, platters, and goblets on the tables immediately filled with scrumptious food and drink.

"Finally!" I exclaimed, as I piled my plate high with odds and ends of everything within arms reach of my plate.

"Harry, what do you think of this 'Muggle trip' thingy?" Ron was asking me, while trying to stuff half a potato down his throat, it seemed.

I simply blinked at him as if the answer to that question should have been the most obvious thing in the whole wizarding nation, and swallowed my mouthfull of food.

"Ron, honestly, do you think I'd be anything more than dissappointed that it wasn't something more...intrigueing?" I asked in a rather exasperated tone.

He looked at me for a moment then his eyes suddenly widened and his lips formed a perfect 'O'. I figured he'd just come to remember that I'd lived in a muggle environment all of my life, and taking a trip to live in one again for a few months wasn't anything to get worked up about. Hermione, who had been talking to Ginny before, had decided to join in on our conversation by pointing out that, although I had been with the Dursleys all this time, it would still be a good expirience to live with another muggle family and go to a muggle school and have a chance to make freinds there.

"Think about it Harry, If you were chosen to go..It would be a totally different setting than what you've grown used to by living with the Dursleys! You would finally get the chance to see what it's like to go home to a happy home..and to be able to just relax and not worry about someone yelling at you every second of the day." she pressed on, after I continued to act as if the whole thing was absolutely pointless for me.

She did have a point, I had to admit. It would be a good change for me. Something different and perhaps even fun. I decided it would be something to do if I were chosen to go, but I wasn't going to make myself an easy target for being picked as the lucky Gryffindor to go visit the Muggles. The rest of the feast was spent catching up on everything that had happened over the summer. It was a fun and festive conversation, and I was glad to be going to bed once the whole thing was over. I was stuffed to the point of losing every last bit of the food I ate if I moved about too much, and I was extremely tired. As my group and I were walking past the entry to the dungeons, I glanced over to the small group of people gathered around it. Malfoy was there, of course, with his body guards and overly snobby and obsessive girl toy. He looked up and caught my eye just as I turned away. I expected him to call out some smart remark about how I was too vile to be looking at him that long, but to my surprise, none ever came. As we rounded the corner, I chanced a glance back at the group of Slytherins, and further to my surprise, he was watching me! I averted my gaze and kept walking. How odd it was to have Draco Malfoy watching me like that. But all thoughts of the strange event were soon swept from my mind as my head hit the pillow, and reality melted away to much needed slumber.