Forbidden Magic

Chapter two: The trip to the training camp

The trio got their trunks and made their way to a compartment in the very back of the train. This train was quite a bit nicer then the 'Hogwarts Express.' It was called 'The Magic-Maker' and it was a deep blue in color. The seats were soft and velvety and there was a fragrance pervading throughout that smelt of fresh orchard apples. They sat down and heaved their trunks into the stow-away above them.

"Wanna play 'exploding snap'?" Ron asked the other two. Harry nodded his head and sat on the floor, but Hermione shook her head and continued reading her new book. "Oh, come on Hermione, we don't even have any homework this summer! How can you possibly sit there and read when so many exciting things are happening?" he exclaimed enthusiastically. Hermione rolled her eyes. It was true that whoever was taking part in this camp was exempt from the summer's homework, but Hermione thought that she should at least study the material before school started or she would be way behind. She looked at her two best friends, who were looking at her with the most pathetic look in their eyes that they could muster. She sighed heavily and joined them on the floor.

"Fine. I'll play one game and then I'm going to try and study before we arrive. I wonder how long the train ride will be," she thought aloud.

"Who cares?" Ron said, dealing out the cards in his hands. They played not once, but five times, before a rude knock at their door ceased their fun. The cab doors were glass so they could see exactly who was on the other side: Malfoy. To their surprise, his two over-large cronies didn't flank him this time.

"What do you want Malfoy?" Harry asked through the door, not even bothering to open it.

"Well, let's see.I want my own home, with my own room, and my own quidditch team. I want lots of money and-"

"Let me rephrase this. What do you want from us?" Harry interrupted, giving him a look that clearly stated that if he didn't stop bothering them he was going to throw him out of the window. Malfoy raised his eyebrows with a superior look on his face.

"Well, I was sent to tell you something, but. I'm not sure if I remember what it was," he said casually, pretending to be thinking hard.

"Either spill it Malfoy, or leave!" Ron spat in a voice just below a yell.

"Don't get your knickers in a twist Weasel. I only came to tell you that you're supposed to stay in your muggle clothing. That and you're a worthless bunch of cowards and a sorry excuse for wizards, but I didn't think you needed reminding." With that, he walked smugly out the door and shut it, just before Ron lunged at him, causing Ron to get a severely squashed nose. Hermione's eyes followed Malfoy down the other compartments. She had never seen him in muggle clothing. Although he accurately portrayed what a teen muggle would where, the look didn't suit him. She looked back to Harry and Ron who were still scowling out the door after Malfoy.

"Oh, give it a rest, will you? Let's just continue our game." The two boys looked back to her and continued dealing the cards, but had sour looks on their faces the rest of the way. Before they knew it, the train was slowing down and eventually coming to a complete stop. They three of them grabbed their things and stepped off of the train and onto another muggle station. To their surprise, Professor McGonagall was waiting for them.

"All students will please follow me," she said, turning on her heals and leading them to a small clearing behind the station. Hermione couldn't help but giggle as she scanned the professor's wardrobe. She was wearing a pair of taper blue jeans and a silk, flowery blouse. Her hair, however, stayed in its usual, tight bun. The students were all assembled in the crowd of excited chaos. Professor McGonagall waved her hand for silence and an instant quiet ensued. "Now, since the point of this.assignment is to learn how to survive without magic, we will be taking taxi cabs to the training camp. Ahh. if I'm not mistaken, I believe that's them now." Everyone's heads turned in the direction she had been looking as roughly fifteen taxis pulled into the parking lot. Excited conversation began as they made their way to the yellow automobiles. Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat together in the backseat in one of the taxis, only to be followed by none other than Malfoy. To their great relief, he sat in front.

The trip to the training camp was very short. They got out of the cab and walked over to where the large group was gathering. There, Professor McGonagall briefly explained the rules to them one more time. They were to do whatever the drill sergeants said, and they were under no circumstances allowed to use magic. She quickly checked to make sure nobody had brought his or her wands with a charm. After everybody was checked, she bid them farewell and left them alone with the drill sergeants.

Author's note: ok, another chappy's done. Hope you enjoyed. It's a bit short and boring right now, but it will start to get better. For those of you who weren't sure, this is a DM/HG ship. And to all you who replied, thank you. Also, I didn't know that I wasn't accepting anonymous replies, but I changed it, so now I do. Thanks again. See ya'!