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OK. I have had enough. My brother is never going to finish this so I will.
WARNING; this story is going to be in a different style to chapter 1.
MUGGLE EXPERIENCE CHAPTER 2
That night Harry barely slept at all. How were the Dursleys going to react to seeing 3 wizards arriving on their doorsteps for a few months! Surely no amount of money would be able to persuade them.
The next morning every fifth year in the castle was gathered in the entrance hall dressed in muggle clothing (Dumbledore had supplied it to all those from pure blood families).
Everyone in the hall looked either nervous or disgusted (In the slytherins cases).
Dumbledore stood in front of the great doors and addressed the year "Alright, I am sure you are all very excited, but there are a few things that must be discussed before you all leave. Firstly, the families that have agreed to take you in are only doing so on the premise that no magic of any kind will be cast in their houses and that any and all house rules must be obeyed. The host schools are under the impression that you are all students at private schools doing a project of different teaching styles. Do not; under ANY circumstances give yourselves away. Now I would like you to come up in your groups and portkey to designated areas near your new 'homes'"
Draco walked up to Ron and Harry. "so, what is this freak house like then. Do they have actual rooms or is it like a mud hut?"
"It's just a house. With people a lot like you in it. The only difference is that they hate magic not muggles. Be prepared to feel what it's like on the receiving end for once." Harry was not in the mood for Draco today. He was too terrified about how the Dursleys were going to treat them.
The three boys stepped forwards and touched the portkey. Within a few seconds they were standing in an alleyway around the corner from Privet Drive. Harry knew it well, Dudley's gang chased him down there many a time.
"Where are we?" Ron asked
"just round the corner, follow me."
The three of them walked out into the street, Draco muttering about how his father would simply not allow such alleyways to exist around his manor. Harry led them into Privet Drive and up to his house.
"It's so tiny! Ho the hell are we supposed to fit in there? I have a whole wing to myself usually!"
"Shut up Malfoy" Harry and Ron said simultaneously. Harry approached the door and rang the bell. His uncle answered,
"You're here. Inside now before somebody sees!" he dragged the boys in and guided them into the lounge. "right. You three are to stay inside the house at all times and keep your heads down, got me!" Harry was glad that Malfoy didn't have his wand - otherwise he would probably have cursed his uncle into oblivion by now.
"Uncle Vernon, why did you agree to take us?"
"Money."
"Oh."
Uncle Vernon rounded on Ron and Draco "You two are to stay in Harry's room, one on the bed and the other on the floor. Harry, you know where you'll be. Go upstairs all of you. Leave for school in half an hour, the uniforms are on the bed."
The boys tramped up the stairs and flopped down in a line on Harry's bed. "This, is your room Potter?"
"yes." Said harry. He knew that Draco wouldn't be able to resist picking fault with every aspect of his life, and so decided that it would be safer to just refuse to play along.
"I am NOT sleeping on the floor. Weasley can."
"No way!"
"Go on Ron. The bed's uncomfortable anyway. The air mattress is much better." Harry said. With that he pulled an already blown up air mattress form under the bed and chucked a blanket and pillow on it. Draco and Ron threw themselves on it and proceeded to have a very girly fight over who would sleep on it. Draco won.
"Where are you sleeping Harry?" Ron asked.
"downstairs." Harry replied.
"Oh." Ron replied.
"is that fat muggle related to you?" Draco asked
"No!" Harry nearly yelled back. He grabbed one of the uniforms and went into the bathroom.
"Touchy isn't he?"
"Shut up Malfoy." Ron selected another uniform and looked at it in horror "it's"
"Grey." finished Draco. "disgusting. Look, even the tie."
"Mine has red spots on it though!" Ron said brightly "Oh wait, I think that's tomato sauce."
When they had finally got dressed, decided which school bags they had etc. They were finally on their way.
"This is where I was going to go before I got the Hogwarts letter." Harry said
"really? So this would like, be your life if your were a muggle?"
"Yeah, I suppose so."
As they approached the school, Ron and Draco stopped in horror. This wasn't a school! It looked more like a converted prison. "We can't chicken out now!" Said Harry and ascended the steps into the school.
The foyer was large with white walls and pale blue floor tiles. A large reception desk stood at the side with a very bored looking secretary staring into space. "Uh, Excuse me?" Harry said tempted (but not brave enough) to wave his hand in front of the woman's face.
She jumped in surprise and replied "Yeah. How can I help you?"
"We're the exchange students. We need to know where to go."
"Oh. Here are your timetables. First you have to go to registration. Your form room's the end of that corridor." She gestured vaguely over her shoulder and gave Harry three timetables"
"Polite.." muttered Draco as they chose a random corridor and walked down it.
"Chemistry first." Said Harry
"Chemistry?"
"It's like potions. Kind of."
When they entered the classroom they froze. The class was full of boys who were having a violent paper - ball fight, girls who were smearing make - up on their faces, a boy who was practicing his graffiti tag on the blackboard and a small group of teens who had their noses in the newest star trek novel. "Welcome to your typical Muggle high school" Harry whispered to the others. The class, for their part gave little sign that they'd noticed Harry, Ron and Draco so they just selected three empty desks and sat down.
About five minutes later a woman walked into the room, threw the board rubber at the wall to get the classes attention and sat down at her desk. She introduced Harry, Ron and Draco to the rest of the class, who grunted in acknowledgement and took the register. Ron was looking around and excited expression on his face. Harry had the sneaky suspicion that he found it 'cute'. Draco was squinting at the blackboard trying to read the graffiti tag.
Harry meanwhile was sitting trying to picture himself as a member of this class as he so very nearly was. It was a terrifying notion. Which of these groups would he have belonged to? Who would his friends be? Would he have friends?
The bell rang signalling the first class and, following the more accurate directions given by the teacher with the register (Mrs Sanderson), made their way to this strange new subject called 'chemistry'.
A/N wow. This story finally has more than one chapter. Hope it's ok.
OK. I have had enough. My brother is never going to finish this so I will.
WARNING; this story is going to be in a different style to chapter 1.
MUGGLE EXPERIENCE CHAPTER 2
That night Harry barely slept at all. How were the Dursleys going to react to seeing 3 wizards arriving on their doorsteps for a few months! Surely no amount of money would be able to persuade them.
The next morning every fifth year in the castle was gathered in the entrance hall dressed in muggle clothing (Dumbledore had supplied it to all those from pure blood families).
Everyone in the hall looked either nervous or disgusted (In the slytherins cases).
Dumbledore stood in front of the great doors and addressed the year "Alright, I am sure you are all very excited, but there are a few things that must be discussed before you all leave. Firstly, the families that have agreed to take you in are only doing so on the premise that no magic of any kind will be cast in their houses and that any and all house rules must be obeyed. The host schools are under the impression that you are all students at private schools doing a project of different teaching styles. Do not; under ANY circumstances give yourselves away. Now I would like you to come up in your groups and portkey to designated areas near your new 'homes'"
Draco walked up to Ron and Harry. "so, what is this freak house like then. Do they have actual rooms or is it like a mud hut?"
"It's just a house. With people a lot like you in it. The only difference is that they hate magic not muggles. Be prepared to feel what it's like on the receiving end for once." Harry was not in the mood for Draco today. He was too terrified about how the Dursleys were going to treat them.
The three boys stepped forwards and touched the portkey. Within a few seconds they were standing in an alleyway around the corner from Privet Drive. Harry knew it well, Dudley's gang chased him down there many a time.
"Where are we?" Ron asked
"just round the corner, follow me."
The three of them walked out into the street, Draco muttering about how his father would simply not allow such alleyways to exist around his manor. Harry led them into Privet Drive and up to his house.
"It's so tiny! Ho the hell are we supposed to fit in there? I have a whole wing to myself usually!"
"Shut up Malfoy" Harry and Ron said simultaneously. Harry approached the door and rang the bell. His uncle answered,
"You're here. Inside now before somebody sees!" he dragged the boys in and guided them into the lounge. "right. You three are to stay inside the house at all times and keep your heads down, got me!" Harry was glad that Malfoy didn't have his wand - otherwise he would probably have cursed his uncle into oblivion by now.
"Uncle Vernon, why did you agree to take us?"
"Money."
"Oh."
Uncle Vernon rounded on Ron and Draco "You two are to stay in Harry's room, one on the bed and the other on the floor. Harry, you know where you'll be. Go upstairs all of you. Leave for school in half an hour, the uniforms are on the bed."
The boys tramped up the stairs and flopped down in a line on Harry's bed. "This, is your room Potter?"
"yes." Said harry. He knew that Draco wouldn't be able to resist picking fault with every aspect of his life, and so decided that it would be safer to just refuse to play along.
"I am NOT sleeping on the floor. Weasley can."
"No way!"
"Go on Ron. The bed's uncomfortable anyway. The air mattress is much better." Harry said. With that he pulled an already blown up air mattress form under the bed and chucked a blanket and pillow on it. Draco and Ron threw themselves on it and proceeded to have a very girly fight over who would sleep on it. Draco won.
"Where are you sleeping Harry?" Ron asked.
"downstairs." Harry replied.
"Oh." Ron replied.
"is that fat muggle related to you?" Draco asked
"No!" Harry nearly yelled back. He grabbed one of the uniforms and went into the bathroom.
"Touchy isn't he?"
"Shut up Malfoy." Ron selected another uniform and looked at it in horror "it's"
"Grey." finished Draco. "disgusting. Look, even the tie."
"Mine has red spots on it though!" Ron said brightly "Oh wait, I think that's tomato sauce."
When they had finally got dressed, decided which school bags they had etc. They were finally on their way.
"This is where I was going to go before I got the Hogwarts letter." Harry said
"really? So this would like, be your life if your were a muggle?"
"Yeah, I suppose so."
As they approached the school, Ron and Draco stopped in horror. This wasn't a school! It looked more like a converted prison. "We can't chicken out now!" Said Harry and ascended the steps into the school.
The foyer was large with white walls and pale blue floor tiles. A large reception desk stood at the side with a very bored looking secretary staring into space. "Uh, Excuse me?" Harry said tempted (but not brave enough) to wave his hand in front of the woman's face.
She jumped in surprise and replied "Yeah. How can I help you?"
"We're the exchange students. We need to know where to go."
"Oh. Here are your timetables. First you have to go to registration. Your form room's the end of that corridor." She gestured vaguely over her shoulder and gave Harry three timetables"
"Polite.." muttered Draco as they chose a random corridor and walked down it.
"Chemistry first." Said Harry
"Chemistry?"
"It's like potions. Kind of."
When they entered the classroom they froze. The class was full of boys who were having a violent paper - ball fight, girls who were smearing make - up on their faces, a boy who was practicing his graffiti tag on the blackboard and a small group of teens who had their noses in the newest star trek novel. "Welcome to your typical Muggle high school" Harry whispered to the others. The class, for their part gave little sign that they'd noticed Harry, Ron and Draco so they just selected three empty desks and sat down.
About five minutes later a woman walked into the room, threw the board rubber at the wall to get the classes attention and sat down at her desk. She introduced Harry, Ron and Draco to the rest of the class, who grunted in acknowledgement and took the register. Ron was looking around and excited expression on his face. Harry had the sneaky suspicion that he found it 'cute'. Draco was squinting at the blackboard trying to read the graffiti tag.
Harry meanwhile was sitting trying to picture himself as a member of this class as he so very nearly was. It was a terrifying notion. Which of these groups would he have belonged to? Who would his friends be? Would he have friends?
The bell rang signalling the first class and, following the more accurate directions given by the teacher with the register (Mrs Sanderson), made their way to this strange new subject called 'chemistry'.
A/N wow. This story finally has more than one chapter. Hope it's ok.