A/N: Could it be me? Am I really updating haha? Yep and this is an edited version in case some of you are wondering where chapter three went. Read chapter one's A/N, it explains it much better.

Disclaimer: JK Rowling's.

Chapter 2 of International Summer Camp

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Lily awoke early on the morning of the fifteenth of July to hear the voices of birds chirping outside, so she pushed off the covers and lay on her bed looking at the ceiling, her mind filled with thoughts.

Her grandparent's knew she was a witch but they didn't understand really the concept of it. When they had found out she was a witch her grandfather had pulled some corny jokes about her turning him into a frog and her nana had just smiled.

They didn't understand her world though. They didn't understand that there were many pureblood witches and wizards who hated her and her grandparents for being muggles. And she wasn't about to tell them about any of that anyways.

Lily didn't mind their lack of knowledge about her world because she was so very thankful that they accepted her for who she was. They weren't judging her for being a witch like Petunia did. She sighed quietly to herself as she wove her hair around her index finger.

The sun was peeking through Lily's shutters so she stood up and opened them with a small smile at the promising day ahead. Today was the day that she packed up and then took a portkey with Julia, Elissa and Chennacy to the camp. The portkey had been sent to Elissa's house so they were all meeting at her place that afternoon at three.

A confirmation of the camp had been sent back to her and the dates for the camps. It began today and they stayed at the camp until the twentieth of August. Lily liked it wasn't to the very end of the month so she would at least have time to prepare for school.

Lily swiftly smoothed over her blankets on the bed and ambled out of her room to the washroom. She slipped into the shower and she reflected on the letter she had gotten for the camp. It was listed on the back of certain things she would need. She would have to bring all her school supplies for they would be having the four main subjects. They were Charms, Transfiguration, Potions and Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Once Lily had showered and cleaned up she braided her dark auburn hair into a long French braid. She slipped on a pair of white shorts and a vintage olive green shirt with loopy writing stretched across it.

Lily skipped down the stairs and entered the kitchen where her grandparents were drinking tea and reading their muggle newspaper. Her nana was peering into the fridge with a look of disdain on her face.

"Oh Roger did you eat all that chocolate cake? I only baked it last night, no wonder your cholesterol is so high!" Angie, Lily's nana said in a reproachful voice shaking her head.

Lily grinned a big smile knowing that it was good timing she had stepped in because otherwise her grandfather would be receiving a full-fledged lecture.

"Look who's awake so early!" Roger said hastily and he winked at her when she slid into a chair across from him.

Angie smiled at her granddaughter warmly and she poured some pancake mix into a pan. "Good morning darling. Here I'll get you some pancakes and juice. You're leaving this afternoon aren't you?"

"Yes. I'm going to Elissa's house to meet the other girls from my school and then we're all traveling there together." She replied back to her with a slight feeling of homesickness that she wouldn't be seeing her family in a whole month.

"Lovely darling. Your mother would be so proud to see what you're doing now." Angie said in a slight wavering voice.

An uncomfortable feeling squeezed at Lily's inside but she clenched her fists tight. " I know." She said quietly.

"Well now be careful. You're coming to that age when boys begin to notice you and well…" Roger said with an awkward clearing of his throat and Lily felt a stupid grin form on her face at her grandfather's apparent discomfort. She liked that he had mentioned that though because it let her change her train of thought and keep it from wavering on her parents.

"Oh Roger don't embarrass her like that. I'll give her 'that' talk some other time." Angie said with a wink at Lily and she smiled. She was almost sixteen; she knew how to handle herself in those types of situations she thought with a goofy grin, or so she hoped.

After Lily had eaten her blueberry pancakes she headed upstairs to pack her suitcase. One month in another place that was not her home, she would definitely want lots of her own clothing so she wouldn't run out of anything.

The letter had also said that there would be dances held so to bring some formal outfits. She would need her swimsuit and many other appropriate summer clothing because it was a hotter climate.

Lily hummed to herself happily as she folded countless halter-tops and tank tops. She threw in a few casual summer dresses, capris and lots of shorts. She picked out three skirts and two thin knit sweaters. Sandals, shoes and other footwear were thrown in along with her bathing suit. Lily poked through her closet for any last inspirations and then she threw in the rest of her necessities.

A tap on her window made her look up from her trunk and she saw that is was Snookie, Julia's brown owl. Lily grinned wondering what Julia would be raving about in her letter.

Lily unfolded the girlish fuchsia parchment and she focused in on the dark purple neat printing.

Lilybunny!

Wow today is the day. I've been up since nine in the morning packing when I could have so slept in until one in the afternoon. Don't even think of calling me lazy. Anyways I'm almost done packing but I can't fit all my favorite shoes which kind of sucks. I'll have to pick some my favorites. Don't forget to bring those flats I love haha! I can't wait until the open ceremonies at the camp so we get to meet all the other people. Brilliant. Tootles darling. See you at Liss's house.

Kisses,

Julia

Lily checked her watch and it read fifteen minutes past two. "Baby here we go." Lily said softly to herself as she zipped up her suitcase and then ran back down the stairs to bug her grandparents before she had to leave for Elissa's house.

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An owl tapped impatiently on the window of James Potter's bedroom. Dirty candy wrappers, old boxers and what looked like a broomstick covered one half of the room. A big canopy bed was to one side and a boy was snoring lightly on it.

The door to the bedroom was opened and in walked Sirius. The teen was rubbing his eyes blearily and mumbling something to himself.

"James? What's that owl doing there?" He asked when he finally saw the owl flapping its beak on the window. He shuffled over to the window and let the owl in. Two thick envelopes fell into the boy's hand and then the indignant owl took flight back out into the morning sky.

He slit open one of the letters and read it with a sheepish smile. Sirius walked over to the bed and pulled out his wand with an evil grin on his handsome face. He pulled out his wand and flicked it. All of a sudden water was being sprayed in the sleeping James's face and he awoke quickly with aggravated eyes.

"Padfoot, you bastard." James swore angrily and he took a swipe at him but he dodged out of the way.

Sirius observed him for a second and refrained from bursting out into laughter. Instead he posed a question. "Prongs, member that camp we're going to?"

"Yeah." He said grumpily wondering why on earth Sirius would wake him up with water for this. It wasn't that big of a deal and he hadn't thought that Sirius was this excited about some camp they were going to have to do schoolwork at.

"It's today." Sirius said grinning.

"Oh shit." He muttered his eyes widening slightly and he scrambled up to find his glasses.

"We were just informed." Sirius said cheerfully and he sank into James bed.

James narrowed his eyes at him and said, "Wonder whose fault that was."

Sirius just looked around the room innocently and shrugged his shoulders. James slugged him in the arm lightly and then dashed down the stairs to find his mum or dad.

After checking his father's study James realized his father was at the Ministry.

"Mum!" James hollered quickly losing his patience to keep looking in their gigantic mansion that they all called home.

"In the parlor, dear!" His mother Cynthia called back in a sweet voice. James dashed back up the stairs to the parlor and he swung the door open.

"Good morning honey." Cynthia said softly her face glowing as she looked at her son with her vast hazel eyes that James had obviously inherited his from.

"Hi mum. Did you know that the camp began today?" James asked in an abrupt voice.

"Oh of course. Your father mentioned it last week at dinner." Cynthia replied as she took a sip of tea from a creamy lilac teacup.

James sighed and pulled a hand through his already bed head ruffled hair. Of course he didn't know that the camp was this week because he had been visiting Remus's house last week for a few days with Peter and Sirius.

"Predictable." James muttered to himself.

Cynthia gazed at her son and her eyes seemed to lighten, as she finally understood what was going on. "You didn't know that the camp started today did you?"

James shook his head with a sheepish look on his face. Cynthia placed her cup on her mahogany side table and stood up softly.

"James Potter, you need to get a little bit more organized. I'm only going to be around here so long with you before you have to go out in the real world!" Cynthia lectured him in an exasperated voice. James had a funny feeling that Sirius was listening to this.

"Yes mum. I'll go get packing, everything that we pack for Hogwarts then?" James asked and Cynthia nodded.

She caught him by the arm just when he was about to bound upstairs. "Does Sirius have everything?"

James nodded. "Yeah he brought everything when he came."

Sirius had come to their home a few weeks back. He had simply come to the front door and James had been the one to hear the bell ring late that windy night. James of course understood the dead look in Sirius's face and he had pulled his friend in the face without any question.

James could tell it bothered his friend but Sirius had never been one to talk about many uncomfortable things like that. They had talked about it one time in June because Sirius had received a nasty letter from his mother so Sirius had decided to explain the viciousness in the letter in a rather sarcastic manner that made James realize what a messed up home life Sirius really did have back with the Blacks.

"Go on then. You have to arrive there by four in the afternoon. There's lots of packing to do before you have to go." Cynthia said with a smile and James nodded. He ran down to his room.

"C'mon Padfoot we have to pack all this junk before four." James said shrugging his shoulders.

"Jamesie, you better get learning how to live on your own or your Mummy's going to have to come and do it for you." Sirius said with a grin and James gave him the finger.

James read through his letter that Dumbledore and smiled with a grin. He was to pack some formal things for a dance and James decided to go down to the hall and show Sirius this piece of information. James suspected Sirius would be very interested. Dumbledore had also said to bring their Quidditch supplies.

Perhaps this camp wouldn't be so bad after all.

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A/N: Here's the edited version of chapter two. Not many big changes. Review if you're still reading…chapter three will be up soon.