Forbidden Magic
Chapter Six: Water Hazards
"Get up, you maggots! This is your wake up call! Out of bed, NOW!"
Hermione shot up in her bed. It took her a moment to remember where she was. She looked at her watch and found that it was only five o' clock in the morning. She groaned loudly and pulled out of the covers. She began to clime the latter down the bunk bed, but Millicent shoved it forcefully on her way up and knocked Hermione off. She got up from the floor and winced as she put pressure on her right ankle. The fall must have twisted it. A new drill sergeant was standing in their room. It was an African American woman with her short black hair pulled into a ponytail below her hat. She introduced herself as Sergeant Robinson before leaving them to get dressed and ready. Hermione pulled on a pair of faded, baggy jeans and a Gryffindor sweatshirt over her white t-shirt and walked outside, not knowing quite where to go.
She spotted a large crowd gathering at the 'initiation circle' so she decided to head over there. She walked over and stood by Harry and Ron, who were anxiously awaiting the arrival of Sergeant Morris. She thought they were enjoying this way too much for a training camp. Soon, the familiar drill sergeant walked onto the stage and addressed the teenagers.
"Ahh. I see that you all are alive and well. I'm just wondering how long that will last." He always had a way of making them fear for their lives. "So. today we will be starting off with some exercises, and then we will resume in the lake. All right then, push-up position! I say down, you tell me how many. Down!"
Everyone bent their elbows and pushed back up. "ONE!" chorused the group.
"Down!"
"TWO!"
"Down!"
"THREE!"
This continued on for quite some time, finally reaching fifty. Hermione collapsed onto the sand once more and struggled to keep her breath calm and steady. If only some resting time were an option, but rest just was something to dream about. Sergeant Morris had ordered them to get on their backs.
"One hundred sit-ups! Now!" he barked. Hermione placed her hands behind her head and began with her sit-ups. Once she was done, she felt as if she would pass out. She lied completely motionless on her back and closed her eyes, trying to stop her head from throbbing. She was sure they had to be done by now, right? Wrong.
"On your feet!" shouted the man who was quickly becoming Hermione's least favorite person. She grudgingly stood up. "Now jog in place!" Hermione could barely lift her own legs. She could feel the pain every time her right foot came in contact with the ground. Her ankle still hurt from her fall that morning. "When I say down, you get in the push up position. When I say up you start jogging in place again. Got it? Good. DOWN!" Hermione let her legs go limp and fell to the push-up position. She stayed like that for a short while before she heard the 'up!' command. She struggled back up and started jogging in place. After a few minutes of this, the exercises were through. "Ok, good work. You guys get five minutes to change into your swimming suits and get out here. We will meet at the lake. Five minutes only! Go ahead!" Hermione all but dragged her feet to her room, limping on every other step. She hesitantly changed into her bathing suit and self- conscientiously wrapped her pink flamingo towel around her. She had bought her bathing suit the day before camp at a thrift store and there weren't many choices. There were only two that had fit her, both bikinis. She was dreading having to go out in front of people with this swimming suit on. It was a pink and orange halter-top that tied twice in the back. She slowly walked outside and trudged toward the lake. She smiled weakly at Harry and Ron as she went to stand by them. Yet another new Drill Sergeant stood in front of them.
"Good afternoon. I am Sergeant Nelson and will be your instructor today. First thing's first, get in the water." Hermione followed the rest of the students to the dock. They stood in a single file line and, one by one, jumped off the end. Hermione still had her towel wrapped tightly around her waist. Harry jumped, then Ron. It was now her turn. Maybe if she did it fast, nobody would see her before she was under the water. She didn't have much time to think though, because someone from behind her had pulled off her towel and pushed her in. Resurfacing, she saw a smug-looking Pansy Parkinson standing at the edge of the dock, laughing at her. Glaring daggers at her, she went under water again to get her hair wet.
Malfoy turned his head to the dock just as Pansy was pushing someone off of it. He didn't catch who it was, but didn't think he knew her. She had thick, light brown hair and was wearing a pink bikini. He looked anxiously to see who it was as she resurfaced. She turned her head and he saw it was Granger.
"Ugh," he said, not realizing it was aloud. He shook the image out of his mind and waited as the rest of the students got in. Sergeant Nelson stood on top of the dock and shouted, so that they all could see and hear him.
"Now, get together with your team!" he shouted. Hermione scanned the wave of students for her team. She spotted Malfoy and swam over to him.
"Keep your distance, Granger," she heard Malfoy call as she got close enough. She stayed far enough away and waited to hear what they would be doing today.
"Today, you will be participating in a relay race. First team to the buoys gets this for dinner." He held up a brown paper bag with a large golden 'M' on it. Hermione recognized it as a McDonald's bag. She licked her lips, hoping that they would win. She heard Malfoy call out something from behind her.
"What if we don't want that?" he shouted. Sergeant Nelson looked perplexed. Hermione highly doubted anyone had ever asked that before.
"You mean, you want the cafeteria food?" he asked incredulously. Malfoy nodded his head. "Well, then don't eat it. Anyway, this is the task. The first person will swim out to the inner tube, where another member of the team will be waiting. That person will get in the inner tube and somehow move it to the middle of the lake, where the next person will be waiting. They will back stroke to the next person, who will then swim normally to the shore on the other side of the lake. The remaining six people will be tied together by their feet and will have to walk to the end. I will give you a couple minutes to decide who does what." They all turned to each other, but Malfoy took charge.
"Personally, I'm not a very good swimmer, so I think I should be one of the six tied together. Who does think they are a good swimmer?" he asked. Five people raised their hands. "Ok, well, who wants to do what?"
"A couple minutes later they had come to an agreement on who should do what and they were standing in position. Hermione was going to be tied together with five other people, as she knew she was a horrid swimmer. She was standing in the hot sand as someone was tying her feet to the person next to hers'. To her right was a short Hufflepuff boy and to her left, unfortunately, was Malfoy. They could hear the drill sergeant shouting to the starters.
"READY! SET! GO!"
Author's note: HOLA! Another chapter, but probably my last one for this week, sorry. Anyways, thanks to all the people who reviewed. Thanks for the suggestion too Death Ringer. And I'm sorry if Malfoy's OOC, I'll try to change that in future chapters. Anyways, I really appreciate the reviews and I'm glad to hear you guys like the story. Thanks again!
-Alexis
Chapter Six: Water Hazards
"Get up, you maggots! This is your wake up call! Out of bed, NOW!"
Hermione shot up in her bed. It took her a moment to remember where she was. She looked at her watch and found that it was only five o' clock in the morning. She groaned loudly and pulled out of the covers. She began to clime the latter down the bunk bed, but Millicent shoved it forcefully on her way up and knocked Hermione off. She got up from the floor and winced as she put pressure on her right ankle. The fall must have twisted it. A new drill sergeant was standing in their room. It was an African American woman with her short black hair pulled into a ponytail below her hat. She introduced herself as Sergeant Robinson before leaving them to get dressed and ready. Hermione pulled on a pair of faded, baggy jeans and a Gryffindor sweatshirt over her white t-shirt and walked outside, not knowing quite where to go.
She spotted a large crowd gathering at the 'initiation circle' so she decided to head over there. She walked over and stood by Harry and Ron, who were anxiously awaiting the arrival of Sergeant Morris. She thought they were enjoying this way too much for a training camp. Soon, the familiar drill sergeant walked onto the stage and addressed the teenagers.
"Ahh. I see that you all are alive and well. I'm just wondering how long that will last." He always had a way of making them fear for their lives. "So. today we will be starting off with some exercises, and then we will resume in the lake. All right then, push-up position! I say down, you tell me how many. Down!"
Everyone bent their elbows and pushed back up. "ONE!" chorused the group.
"Down!"
"TWO!"
"Down!"
"THREE!"
This continued on for quite some time, finally reaching fifty. Hermione collapsed onto the sand once more and struggled to keep her breath calm and steady. If only some resting time were an option, but rest just was something to dream about. Sergeant Morris had ordered them to get on their backs.
"One hundred sit-ups! Now!" he barked. Hermione placed her hands behind her head and began with her sit-ups. Once she was done, she felt as if she would pass out. She lied completely motionless on her back and closed her eyes, trying to stop her head from throbbing. She was sure they had to be done by now, right? Wrong.
"On your feet!" shouted the man who was quickly becoming Hermione's least favorite person. She grudgingly stood up. "Now jog in place!" Hermione could barely lift her own legs. She could feel the pain every time her right foot came in contact with the ground. Her ankle still hurt from her fall that morning. "When I say down, you get in the push up position. When I say up you start jogging in place again. Got it? Good. DOWN!" Hermione let her legs go limp and fell to the push-up position. She stayed like that for a short while before she heard the 'up!' command. She struggled back up and started jogging in place. After a few minutes of this, the exercises were through. "Ok, good work. You guys get five minutes to change into your swimming suits and get out here. We will meet at the lake. Five minutes only! Go ahead!" Hermione all but dragged her feet to her room, limping on every other step. She hesitantly changed into her bathing suit and self- conscientiously wrapped her pink flamingo towel around her. She had bought her bathing suit the day before camp at a thrift store and there weren't many choices. There were only two that had fit her, both bikinis. She was dreading having to go out in front of people with this swimming suit on. It was a pink and orange halter-top that tied twice in the back. She slowly walked outside and trudged toward the lake. She smiled weakly at Harry and Ron as she went to stand by them. Yet another new Drill Sergeant stood in front of them.
"Good afternoon. I am Sergeant Nelson and will be your instructor today. First thing's first, get in the water." Hermione followed the rest of the students to the dock. They stood in a single file line and, one by one, jumped off the end. Hermione still had her towel wrapped tightly around her waist. Harry jumped, then Ron. It was now her turn. Maybe if she did it fast, nobody would see her before she was under the water. She didn't have much time to think though, because someone from behind her had pulled off her towel and pushed her in. Resurfacing, she saw a smug-looking Pansy Parkinson standing at the edge of the dock, laughing at her. Glaring daggers at her, she went under water again to get her hair wet.
Malfoy turned his head to the dock just as Pansy was pushing someone off of it. He didn't catch who it was, but didn't think he knew her. She had thick, light brown hair and was wearing a pink bikini. He looked anxiously to see who it was as she resurfaced. She turned her head and he saw it was Granger.
"Ugh," he said, not realizing it was aloud. He shook the image out of his mind and waited as the rest of the students got in. Sergeant Nelson stood on top of the dock and shouted, so that they all could see and hear him.
"Now, get together with your team!" he shouted. Hermione scanned the wave of students for her team. She spotted Malfoy and swam over to him.
"Keep your distance, Granger," she heard Malfoy call as she got close enough. She stayed far enough away and waited to hear what they would be doing today.
"Today, you will be participating in a relay race. First team to the buoys gets this for dinner." He held up a brown paper bag with a large golden 'M' on it. Hermione recognized it as a McDonald's bag. She licked her lips, hoping that they would win. She heard Malfoy call out something from behind her.
"What if we don't want that?" he shouted. Sergeant Nelson looked perplexed. Hermione highly doubted anyone had ever asked that before.
"You mean, you want the cafeteria food?" he asked incredulously. Malfoy nodded his head. "Well, then don't eat it. Anyway, this is the task. The first person will swim out to the inner tube, where another member of the team will be waiting. That person will get in the inner tube and somehow move it to the middle of the lake, where the next person will be waiting. They will back stroke to the next person, who will then swim normally to the shore on the other side of the lake. The remaining six people will be tied together by their feet and will have to walk to the end. I will give you a couple minutes to decide who does what." They all turned to each other, but Malfoy took charge.
"Personally, I'm not a very good swimmer, so I think I should be one of the six tied together. Who does think they are a good swimmer?" he asked. Five people raised their hands. "Ok, well, who wants to do what?"
"A couple minutes later they had come to an agreement on who should do what and they were standing in position. Hermione was going to be tied together with five other people, as she knew she was a horrid swimmer. She was standing in the hot sand as someone was tying her feet to the person next to hers'. To her right was a short Hufflepuff boy and to her left, unfortunately, was Malfoy. They could hear the drill sergeant shouting to the starters.
"READY! SET! GO!"
Author's note: HOLA! Another chapter, but probably my last one for this week, sorry. Anyways, thanks to all the people who reviewed. Thanks for the suggestion too Death Ringer. And I'm sorry if Malfoy's OOC, I'll try to change that in future chapters. Anyways, I really appreciate the reviews and I'm glad to hear you guys like the story. Thanks again!
-Alexis
