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MUGGLE EXPERIENCE CHAPTER 3
As the three boys entered the chemistry class they noticed chemistry apparatus on every desk. They took a seat at the back of the class. The desk was covered with graffiti. Ron decided to reply to 'Gary woz 'ere' by scribbling 'so was I' underneath in a different colour pen.
"What's the fun in writing with these bits of plastic? Quills are much better." Draco moaned, trying to force an upside down ink cartridge into his fountain pen. At that moment the classroom door opened and a mean looking woman entered. She walked straight up to Harry, Ron and Draco's desk and said
"Exchange students?"
"Yes." Replied Harry
"Hmmm.." She looked at Ron "You. What's your name?"
"Ron Weasley" Ron said anxiously
"come to me at the end of class. I am giving you a detention for graffiti on the desk."
With that she swept up to the front of the class "OK as those of you who are not on a drug induced stupor may notice we have three new exchange students. Their very wise head teacher has decided to foist them on us for a few months." She proceeded to give a very dull lecture on neutralizing acids and alkalis, before instructing them to 'get on with it' and 'you break it you've bought it'.
Harry Ron and Draco set up the apparatus as described on the blackboard and Ron muttered
"You said chemistry was like potions, I never realised that you meant that we'd have a female version of Snape as a teacher."
"I think it is a universal constant." Replied Harry
"When will we ever need to do this in real life?" Ron whispered
"Never. It's one of those pointless things that people who can't think of anything useful to teach make you do so they don't look incompetent." Said Malfoy
"yeah, remember when we spent a whole double potions class making an antidote for people who accidentally swallow that ink that changes colour as you write?" Said Harry.
"It could happen. Anyway look at what Lupin taught us about Grindelow. I mean how often in the average lifetime do people go swimming in demon infested waters?!" Draco countered defending his favourite teacher.
"Once so far." Harry replied
"You don't count." Said Draco testily
It had now come to a difficult part of the experiment so they lapsed into silence. Draco was pouring some acid into a beaker when Ron had to bend down to pick up the ridiculously sized safety goggles that had fallen off (again) and bumped Draco.
Draco dropped said beaker and it the acid splashed onto the sleeve of his jumper. He gave a frightened yell, pulled the jumper off and lobbed it across the room (nearly strangling himself on the science apron that he forgot he was wearing).
"well done Neville" Ron said deciding it was worth insulting one of his friends to get one over on Draco.
"It was your fault Weasley."
"If you were looking at what you were doing." Said Harry leaping to Ron's defence.
"Nobody asked you Potter."
The bell signalling the end of class rang out. The teacher strode to the desk, threw Ron a detention slip. Put a handful of paper towel over the spilt acid and said
"Blonde boy. That'll be £2.50 for the beaker and if you behave dangerously in my class again you'll get a detention with your friend here." Harry gave the woman the right money out of Draco's wallet and left for geography. Draco having put on his jumper that now had a large hole in the sleeve.
After geography and French it was lunchtime. They had actually coped well in geography as it just involved sitting around writing notes on immigration patterns throughout the world. French class had been easy for Draco who had travelled widely with his father, but nearly impossible for Harry and Ron who could only manage 'bonjour' and 'Oui' (hello and yes) from their observations of the Beaux batons that had visited Hogwarts for the triwizard tournament.
The three of them made their way down to the crowded canteen and joined a long line. After about 15 minutes of their lunchtime had been wasted, they got their meals (cold chips and soggy pizza) and sat down.
As Harry suspected Ron and Draco decided that this was ourtagous and complained almost constantly. Harry merely had to remember the powdered mash and cold (and solid) cheese flan that he had got at primary school and thought that in comparison this was really nice.
When they finished eating, a group of burly looking prefects (who were in their chemistry class) told them that they now had to go out into the playground or the library until the next class. After hearing Ron and Draco say simultaneously "What's a playground?" Harry decided to show them.
As they walked outside onto the gloomy rectangle of concrete, Draco decided to look disgusted again and Ron got back that frightening 'excited' look that he had worn earlier as he noticed a group of boys playing football. "Should we ask if we can join in?"
"we don't even know them."
"What's so interesting about a sport where the only challenge is kicking a ball into a net? There isn't even any danger. What's the point?" asked Draco.
"They seem to be enjoying it." Ron said "Harry can you tell me the rules, we could get a football at the weekend and bring it in to play next week!"
"Uh.it's been a while since I played..but OK"
"Well, well, well look what we have here"
Harry spun around and found himself face to face with Malcom and Piers, old friends of Dudley's that used to try and beat him up when he was younger.
"Hi" Said Harry uncomfortably. Ron and Draco hovered, expecting to be introduced.
"Who are they?"
"this is Ron and Draco. They are in my class at school. We are here for a few months"
Piers walked around next to Harry put his arm around his shoulders and said "We were friends in primary school weren't we Harry?"
Harry squirmed away "You were Dudley's friends."
Piers then looked as though he had remembered something and said "We have some unfinished business don't we Potter?"
"What?"
"At the zoo. Remember? One minute you were talking to a snake and the next second it tried to kill me."
Draco smirked. Harry reddened.
"It did not try to kill you. It just slithered past on it's way to-" Harry stopped himself before he said something really stupid like 'Brazil'.
"Yes.."
"the door." Harry finished
"You know what I remember most about you Potter?" Malcom said "Beating you up and stealing your lunch. Got any left?" Draco was now grinning widely, Ron was glaring.
Piers called over some of his friends and they pinned Harry against the wall. Ron pulled them off before they could hurt Harry and they turned away, deciding the library would be a better lunchtime shelter.
Malcom and co were not going to let them get away with this and decided to give chase. Harry and Ron ran. Draco stayed where he was (being ignored by the gang and was doubled over with laughing.)
At the end of a considerable fight (Whereby two people held Ron back and the rest of the gang chased then beat up Harry. For some unknown reason Draco decided to join in halfway through and Ron broke away from those holding him back and jumped in) Harry was feeling like he did in primary school. He had several bruises and broken glasses, which he taped together. At least this time he had a friend.
All in all he was happy when the school day drew to a close and the three of them who had lost the fight miserably traipsed back to the Dursley house.
"Why did you join in?" Ron asked Draco
"It was humiliating, seeing two pure blood wizards getting beaten up by some dim-witted muggles."
"We still lost though"
"Let us never speak of it again."
A/N What do you think? As this was originally my brothers story, any suggestions for what happens next will be greatly appreciated!
SO MANY REVIEWS! Thank you! Sorry for keeping you waiting. Have been working on my other fic 'abandoned' (now 11 chapters long, go me!)
MUGGLE EXPERIENCE CHAPTER 3
As the three boys entered the chemistry class they noticed chemistry apparatus on every desk. They took a seat at the back of the class. The desk was covered with graffiti. Ron decided to reply to 'Gary woz 'ere' by scribbling 'so was I' underneath in a different colour pen.
"What's the fun in writing with these bits of plastic? Quills are much better." Draco moaned, trying to force an upside down ink cartridge into his fountain pen. At that moment the classroom door opened and a mean looking woman entered. She walked straight up to Harry, Ron and Draco's desk and said
"Exchange students?"
"Yes." Replied Harry
"Hmmm.." She looked at Ron "You. What's your name?"
"Ron Weasley" Ron said anxiously
"come to me at the end of class. I am giving you a detention for graffiti on the desk."
With that she swept up to the front of the class "OK as those of you who are not on a drug induced stupor may notice we have three new exchange students. Their very wise head teacher has decided to foist them on us for a few months." She proceeded to give a very dull lecture on neutralizing acids and alkalis, before instructing them to 'get on with it' and 'you break it you've bought it'.
Harry Ron and Draco set up the apparatus as described on the blackboard and Ron muttered
"You said chemistry was like potions, I never realised that you meant that we'd have a female version of Snape as a teacher."
"I think it is a universal constant." Replied Harry
"When will we ever need to do this in real life?" Ron whispered
"Never. It's one of those pointless things that people who can't think of anything useful to teach make you do so they don't look incompetent." Said Malfoy
"yeah, remember when we spent a whole double potions class making an antidote for people who accidentally swallow that ink that changes colour as you write?" Said Harry.
"It could happen. Anyway look at what Lupin taught us about Grindelow. I mean how often in the average lifetime do people go swimming in demon infested waters?!" Draco countered defending his favourite teacher.
"Once so far." Harry replied
"You don't count." Said Draco testily
It had now come to a difficult part of the experiment so they lapsed into silence. Draco was pouring some acid into a beaker when Ron had to bend down to pick up the ridiculously sized safety goggles that had fallen off (again) and bumped Draco.
Draco dropped said beaker and it the acid splashed onto the sleeve of his jumper. He gave a frightened yell, pulled the jumper off and lobbed it across the room (nearly strangling himself on the science apron that he forgot he was wearing).
"well done Neville" Ron said deciding it was worth insulting one of his friends to get one over on Draco.
"It was your fault Weasley."
"If you were looking at what you were doing." Said Harry leaping to Ron's defence.
"Nobody asked you Potter."
The bell signalling the end of class rang out. The teacher strode to the desk, threw Ron a detention slip. Put a handful of paper towel over the spilt acid and said
"Blonde boy. That'll be £2.50 for the beaker and if you behave dangerously in my class again you'll get a detention with your friend here." Harry gave the woman the right money out of Draco's wallet and left for geography. Draco having put on his jumper that now had a large hole in the sleeve.
After geography and French it was lunchtime. They had actually coped well in geography as it just involved sitting around writing notes on immigration patterns throughout the world. French class had been easy for Draco who had travelled widely with his father, but nearly impossible for Harry and Ron who could only manage 'bonjour' and 'Oui' (hello and yes) from their observations of the Beaux batons that had visited Hogwarts for the triwizard tournament.
The three of them made their way down to the crowded canteen and joined a long line. After about 15 minutes of their lunchtime had been wasted, they got their meals (cold chips and soggy pizza) and sat down.
As Harry suspected Ron and Draco decided that this was ourtagous and complained almost constantly. Harry merely had to remember the powdered mash and cold (and solid) cheese flan that he had got at primary school and thought that in comparison this was really nice.
When they finished eating, a group of burly looking prefects (who were in their chemistry class) told them that they now had to go out into the playground or the library until the next class. After hearing Ron and Draco say simultaneously "What's a playground?" Harry decided to show them.
As they walked outside onto the gloomy rectangle of concrete, Draco decided to look disgusted again and Ron got back that frightening 'excited' look that he had worn earlier as he noticed a group of boys playing football. "Should we ask if we can join in?"
"we don't even know them."
"What's so interesting about a sport where the only challenge is kicking a ball into a net? There isn't even any danger. What's the point?" asked Draco.
"They seem to be enjoying it." Ron said "Harry can you tell me the rules, we could get a football at the weekend and bring it in to play next week!"
"Uh.it's been a while since I played..but OK"
"Well, well, well look what we have here"
Harry spun around and found himself face to face with Malcom and Piers, old friends of Dudley's that used to try and beat him up when he was younger.
"Hi" Said Harry uncomfortably. Ron and Draco hovered, expecting to be introduced.
"Who are they?"
"this is Ron and Draco. They are in my class at school. We are here for a few months"
Piers walked around next to Harry put his arm around his shoulders and said "We were friends in primary school weren't we Harry?"
Harry squirmed away "You were Dudley's friends."
Piers then looked as though he had remembered something and said "We have some unfinished business don't we Potter?"
"What?"
"At the zoo. Remember? One minute you were talking to a snake and the next second it tried to kill me."
Draco smirked. Harry reddened.
"It did not try to kill you. It just slithered past on it's way to-" Harry stopped himself before he said something really stupid like 'Brazil'.
"Yes.."
"the door." Harry finished
"You know what I remember most about you Potter?" Malcom said "Beating you up and stealing your lunch. Got any left?" Draco was now grinning widely, Ron was glaring.
Piers called over some of his friends and they pinned Harry against the wall. Ron pulled them off before they could hurt Harry and they turned away, deciding the library would be a better lunchtime shelter.
Malcom and co were not going to let them get away with this and decided to give chase. Harry and Ron ran. Draco stayed where he was (being ignored by the gang and was doubled over with laughing.)
At the end of a considerable fight (Whereby two people held Ron back and the rest of the gang chased then beat up Harry. For some unknown reason Draco decided to join in halfway through and Ron broke away from those holding him back and jumped in) Harry was feeling like he did in primary school. He had several bruises and broken glasses, which he taped together. At least this time he had a friend.
All in all he was happy when the school day drew to a close and the three of them who had lost the fight miserably traipsed back to the Dursley house.
"Why did you join in?" Ron asked Draco
"It was humiliating, seeing two pure blood wizards getting beaten up by some dim-witted muggles."
"We still lost though"
"Let us never speak of it again."
A/N What do you think? As this was originally my brothers story, any suggestions for what happens next will be greatly appreciated!