Title: A Different Kind of Summer
Author: DeAtH2aLLpRePz
Rating: R-for Violence, Swearing, and Sexual Situations
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. They all belong to the great J.K. Rowling who has the imagination to create the Harry Potter© Series.
Chapter One-
"What?!" yelled the 17 year old Draco Malfoy. His usual ice gray eyes were ablaze with fury. "Father! Mother! You cannot be serious about this!"
"Yes Draco we are indeed serious. You are going to live with your mother's old childhood friend for your summer break. Your mother and I are going to the United States of America for er. business," Lucius Malfoy replied to his son's unruly outbreak in a very strict tone that seemed to say, There is no way you're getting out of this'. Draco sighed. The only business his father and mother did together was kissing Voldemort's arse and smiling while he did it.
"Mother, at least tell me who this 'friend' is and what is their social status is so I know whether or not they are fit to keep me all summer," the young, stuck up Malfoy said with his arms folded across his chest.
"Well her name is Marie Jacqueline Lloyd. Well, it was, now it's Marie Jacqueline Granger," Narcissa said.
'Granger? No it can't be her. There are plenty of Grangers in England," thought Draco.
"She and her husband Julius Granger are both dentists," Narcissa continued, "You will treat them with the same respect you treat us. You will also address them as Mr. and Mrs. Granger, unless told otherwise. They are wealthy, very wealthy people. You will also respect their daughter. And I'm sorry to say, Draco dear, but they are muggles."
'A daughter? Muggles? Oh no what if it's the Mudblood?' Draco's thoughts ran. "Excuse me mother but what is their daughter's name?"
"Hmm. yes. I think its Hermione. Yes, Hermione Granger."
Thirty minutes later
"Fuck this! I can't believe this. I'm going to spend the whole damn summer with the muggles and the filthy mudblood." Draco was in his room rushing around packing his large trunk. His father told him he was leaving in and hour for the Grangers. He went back and forth from his dresser to his bed then to his closet and back carrying all his necessities: shorts, pants, shirts, boxers, cloaks and robes for when they go to Diagon Alley, bathing trunks, bathroom supplies, his wand, and the only Muggle thing he owned - his laptop. His father let him get it last year but configured it so it ran on magic. When Draco finally finished he plopped down on his bed and closed his eyes.
Author: DeAtH2aLLpRePz
Rating: R-for Violence, Swearing, and Sexual Situations
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. They all belong to the great J.K. Rowling who has the imagination to create the Harry Potter© Series.
Chapter One-
"What?!" yelled the 17 year old Draco Malfoy. His usual ice gray eyes were ablaze with fury. "Father! Mother! You cannot be serious about this!"
"Yes Draco we are indeed serious. You are going to live with your mother's old childhood friend for your summer break. Your mother and I are going to the United States of America for er. business," Lucius Malfoy replied to his son's unruly outbreak in a very strict tone that seemed to say, There is no way you're getting out of this'. Draco sighed. The only business his father and mother did together was kissing Voldemort's arse and smiling while he did it.
"Mother, at least tell me who this 'friend' is and what is their social status is so I know whether or not they are fit to keep me all summer," the young, stuck up Malfoy said with his arms folded across his chest.
"Well her name is Marie Jacqueline Lloyd. Well, it was, now it's Marie Jacqueline Granger," Narcissa said.
'Granger? No it can't be her. There are plenty of Grangers in England," thought Draco.
"She and her husband Julius Granger are both dentists," Narcissa continued, "You will treat them with the same respect you treat us. You will also address them as Mr. and Mrs. Granger, unless told otherwise. They are wealthy, very wealthy people. You will also respect their daughter. And I'm sorry to say, Draco dear, but they are muggles."
'A daughter? Muggles? Oh no what if it's the Mudblood?' Draco's thoughts ran. "Excuse me mother but what is their daughter's name?"
"Hmm. yes. I think its Hermione. Yes, Hermione Granger."
Thirty minutes later
"Fuck this! I can't believe this. I'm going to spend the whole damn summer with the muggles and the filthy mudblood." Draco was in his room rushing around packing his large trunk. His father told him he was leaving in and hour for the Grangers. He went back and forth from his dresser to his bed then to his closet and back carrying all his necessities: shorts, pants, shirts, boxers, cloaks and robes for when they go to Diagon Alley, bathing trunks, bathroom supplies, his wand, and the only Muggle thing he owned - his laptop. His father let him get it last year but configured it so it ran on magic. When Draco finally finished he plopped down on his bed and closed his eyes.