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Title: Fraternity
Summary: Hogwarts now has a college- which means sororities and frats. Rated R for hazing, drug use, language, and "sexual situations"....
disclaimer: I don't own HP (sadly, or else the movies they made of them would be rated R....lol)
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Draco sat in class in the back row of the circluar room. The seats rose up like a small stadium, people scattered around in different seats, many of them open. "Welcome to History of Magic. I am Professor Lingston. Now, this class will be very, very different from the similar class you had back at Hogwarts. Here, you will prowl deep into how it all began, and even into the world of...muggles." Draco rolled his eyes. 'Filthy muggles..' he thought. The door suddenly swung open, and a girl came inside, out of breath, her long brown hair windswept. Draco looked up, and his mouth dropped open. Hermione Granger was standing there, looking nervously around. "Ah, Miss, would you like to take a seat so we can continue with class?" Lingston said, looking at her over his glasses at her. She nodded and slid into a seat across the ailse from Draco. Still baffled, Draco put his attention on the lesson, trying to ignore Hermione...and the little lump that was growing around her mid-section.
"Now, as some of you may know muggles have actually had quite an influence on us. Yes, we have many of our own traditions, and such, but they have had an equal effect. For example- throughout muggle history, they have been trying to define exactly what magic is- and defy it." He picked up a picture from the lab table in front of the chalkboard, holding it up to them. They all looked at it with confused looks on their faces. "This," he said, walking around the table, his eyes scanning the room. "Is called a television." "A what?" "Tele-who?" "Huh?" Lingston smiled at them. "This is obviously some, well, 'muggle-magic'. Muggles watch TV for many reasons- from entertainment to finding out what the day's weather will be like. Local news, sports, movies, everything. But, it just doesn't...show up on the screen. Strategically placed antennas with long cables connect to the subscriber's set. The antennas pick up the signal from the broadcast station, and the image is transmitted. It sounds so simple, yet it is so very complex." Lingston put the picture back down on the lab table. "In the muggle world, they do not believe in magic. Magic in the muggle world is faked, and has become quite an entertainment. Yet, most know that all magic done there is staged, which it is. Despite this, muggles continue to try and defy...everything that we know as being true and logical. For example, take the muggle subject of physics. Physics is many different things. For one, it is the study of the natural or material world and phenomena. Basically, natural philosophy." He paused and laughed. "I can tell by your expressions you're already confused. Well, let me just get right to the point here. Physics explains gravity, the universe and everything it is. Muggles have studied and studied this stuff and you'd think by now they'd have made some of their own magic in some of those test tubes. But, they have yet to succeed. Physics is made up of hundreds of laws and rules, but not the rules and laws you're thinking of. I'm talking about the rules of things like gravity, for example the universal law of gravity. Muggles believe that there is gravity and it cannot be broken, therefore always following these rules they believe to be so true. But we defy these laws and rules and enter our own world of...to them...make-believe." The class looked around at each other, baffled.
"Um, excuse me, Professor," Hermione said timidly, raising her hand. "Yes?" "I think I have a way to disprove you." The class erupted into whispers. Draco just stared at her. 'Here she goes again.' He thought, rolling his eyes. The professor nodded. "Go ahead." Hermione swallowed. "Okay, you said that muggles believe that there is no way to break gravity. But, I know, being a muggle-born myself, that this is not entirely true. You see, there is an old muggle Chinese proverb that goes as follows: a tree falls in a forest, but no one is around to hear it. Does it make a sound?" The professor gave her a *oh-you've-got-a-pont* expression and nodded before she continued. "See, if no one is there to hear it, maybe it doesn't even bother to make a sound, therefore, defying everything you once believed about it. Most people assume that it will make a sound no matter what, but how can they prove it if they weren't there to actually hear it for themselves? This is where I found your assumptions to be incorrect. You are so definate and sure of yourself- when you could actually be wrong. How are you to prove that gravity is everywhere? What if the world was nothing? No one in it? Is there gravity?"
"Well, I suppose there would be."
"Well, see, you're only assuming. How could you prove your point?"
The professor leaned against the counter, tapping a finger on his thin lips. "I guess I could not."
Hermione gave him a victorious look. Draco rolled his eyes again.
"But how are you to prove YOUR point, Granger?" He said, looking over at her. "If no one is there, how can you be sure that there is or isn't any gravity?"
"That's what I am trying to say, Malfoy," she said, turning pink. "No one can actually prove gravity if they are not there to witness it."
"But what if there was gravity? How would you figure that out?"
"Well, I suppse you wouldn't-"
"Now look who's assuming."
Hermione glared at him. The professor watched and listened as they bickered their debate, his eyes wide. "Alright, alright. We won't get into the laws of gravity. We're here to learn history! Now, let's learn it!" Draco and Hermione glared at each other, their eyes piercing one another. 'Well, well, well, Granger,' Draco thought. 'Looks like you aren't the only one trying to prove something.'
**
"Welcome back everyone, now, let's get settled so we can begin." Draco sat down on the couch, this time gesturing for Crabbe and Goyle to sit beside him. "Alright, tonight we will begin the pledging process. This process involves personalized tasks that test your mind, body, and soul." Draco rolled his eyes. "We have a few brothers here that have been pre-selected, due to the fact that the school is too new to have alumni...they are:" The boy stood, gesturing towards a line of Slytherin men that Draco recognized. "Daniel Gilford, Jake Venlen, Darius Milton, Christopher Bines, and finally, Ben Leonard." The boys nodded and smiled at them. "They will be the people to vote for who will be welcomed into the brotherhood, and who will not. First, I'll begin to separate you all into groups, each with a brother." He picked a piece of paper and a pen. "With Darius- Draco Malfoy and...Crabbe and Goyle?" Crabbe and Goyle nodded, ignoring how confused the boy was by their names. "You have no first names?" "None we want to tell you." Crabbe said sternly. "Alright then...very well...." He continued to read off names, and soon everyone had been put into groups. "Now, you will all find special places to meet each week, which you will go find now. Enjoy yourselves!"
**
"Okay, so I wanna get to know you guys a bit." Darius said, leaning forward in his chair and resting his elbows on his knees. "Why don't you start?" Draco nodded. "I'm Draco, I'm 18, I'm from Effingham...." His voice trailed off in a questioning way. Darius nodded. "What about personal life? Background?" Draco felt his privacy was being invaded, but his father would bring him straight home if he didn't put out an effort. "My mom...died when I was 15. I have a girlfriend, Pansy. Crabbe and Goyle here are my best friends...and...that's really about it..." "Okay, thank you. What about you, um, Crabbe?" "I'm 18. I live in Surrey. I have a girlfriend named Millie. My parents are divorced. My best friends are Draco and Goyle." "Okay...short but sweet." Draco sat back in his chair, ignoring the lecture Darius had begun giving on what it takes to be a part of Sigma-Beta-Phi. He was thinking about Hermione when she walked by them, her stomach seeming larger then it had before. Other then the large lump protoding from her middle, Hermione had gotten very beautiful, filling out in all the right places. He watched her walk by, forgetting all about their past history of being complete enemies. Right then- Draco was more attracted to Hermione Granger then to his own girlfriend.
What was he thinking?
~*~
Long and boring. I'm not liking the fraternity thing. I've got some good ideas, and I'm even thinking about changing the title a bit to fit my ideas. The frat is kind of an off to the side kind of thing, and the main focus is...well...obvious. Draco's love and sex life is way more interesting then a fraternity, right? Thought so. So bare with me, ignore the title for now. It'll get better *wink*
Keep reviewing!!
sara
PS: Didn't you find my whole physics/disproving gravity thing quite interesting? My 18yrold bro explained how he disproved his nuclear pshysicist to me, and that was his explaination- exactly that. I feel very accomplished to have understood it!! Youll find my fic both exciting and....educational (*shudder*)
Title: Fraternity
Summary: Hogwarts now has a college- which means sororities and frats. Rated R for hazing, drug use, language, and "sexual situations"....
disclaimer: I don't own HP (sadly, or else the movies they made of them would be rated R....lol)
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Draco sat in class in the back row of the circluar room. The seats rose up like a small stadium, people scattered around in different seats, many of them open. "Welcome to History of Magic. I am Professor Lingston. Now, this class will be very, very different from the similar class you had back at Hogwarts. Here, you will prowl deep into how it all began, and even into the world of...muggles." Draco rolled his eyes. 'Filthy muggles..' he thought. The door suddenly swung open, and a girl came inside, out of breath, her long brown hair windswept. Draco looked up, and his mouth dropped open. Hermione Granger was standing there, looking nervously around. "Ah, Miss, would you like to take a seat so we can continue with class?" Lingston said, looking at her over his glasses at her. She nodded and slid into a seat across the ailse from Draco. Still baffled, Draco put his attention on the lesson, trying to ignore Hermione...and the little lump that was growing around her mid-section.
"Now, as some of you may know muggles have actually had quite an influence on us. Yes, we have many of our own traditions, and such, but they have had an equal effect. For example- throughout muggle history, they have been trying to define exactly what magic is- and defy it." He picked up a picture from the lab table in front of the chalkboard, holding it up to them. They all looked at it with confused looks on their faces. "This," he said, walking around the table, his eyes scanning the room. "Is called a television." "A what?" "Tele-who?" "Huh?" Lingston smiled at them. "This is obviously some, well, 'muggle-magic'. Muggles watch TV for many reasons- from entertainment to finding out what the day's weather will be like. Local news, sports, movies, everything. But, it just doesn't...show up on the screen. Strategically placed antennas with long cables connect to the subscriber's set. The antennas pick up the signal from the broadcast station, and the image is transmitted. It sounds so simple, yet it is so very complex." Lingston put the picture back down on the lab table. "In the muggle world, they do not believe in magic. Magic in the muggle world is faked, and has become quite an entertainment. Yet, most know that all magic done there is staged, which it is. Despite this, muggles continue to try and defy...everything that we know as being true and logical. For example, take the muggle subject of physics. Physics is many different things. For one, it is the study of the natural or material world and phenomena. Basically, natural philosophy." He paused and laughed. "I can tell by your expressions you're already confused. Well, let me just get right to the point here. Physics explains gravity, the universe and everything it is. Muggles have studied and studied this stuff and you'd think by now they'd have made some of their own magic in some of those test tubes. But, they have yet to succeed. Physics is made up of hundreds of laws and rules, but not the rules and laws you're thinking of. I'm talking about the rules of things like gravity, for example the universal law of gravity. Muggles believe that there is gravity and it cannot be broken, therefore always following these rules they believe to be so true. But we defy these laws and rules and enter our own world of...to them...make-believe." The class looked around at each other, baffled.
"Um, excuse me, Professor," Hermione said timidly, raising her hand. "Yes?" "I think I have a way to disprove you." The class erupted into whispers. Draco just stared at her. 'Here she goes again.' He thought, rolling his eyes. The professor nodded. "Go ahead." Hermione swallowed. "Okay, you said that muggles believe that there is no way to break gravity. But, I know, being a muggle-born myself, that this is not entirely true. You see, there is an old muggle Chinese proverb that goes as follows: a tree falls in a forest, but no one is around to hear it. Does it make a sound?" The professor gave her a *oh-you've-got-a-pont* expression and nodded before she continued. "See, if no one is there to hear it, maybe it doesn't even bother to make a sound, therefore, defying everything you once believed about it. Most people assume that it will make a sound no matter what, but how can they prove it if they weren't there to actually hear it for themselves? This is where I found your assumptions to be incorrect. You are so definate and sure of yourself- when you could actually be wrong. How are you to prove that gravity is everywhere? What if the world was nothing? No one in it? Is there gravity?"
"Well, I suppose there would be."
"Well, see, you're only assuming. How could you prove your point?"
The professor leaned against the counter, tapping a finger on his thin lips. "I guess I could not."
Hermione gave him a victorious look. Draco rolled his eyes again.
"But how are you to prove YOUR point, Granger?" He said, looking over at her. "If no one is there, how can you be sure that there is or isn't any gravity?"
"That's what I am trying to say, Malfoy," she said, turning pink. "No one can actually prove gravity if they are not there to witness it."
"But what if there was gravity? How would you figure that out?"
"Well, I suppse you wouldn't-"
"Now look who's assuming."
Hermione glared at him. The professor watched and listened as they bickered their debate, his eyes wide. "Alright, alright. We won't get into the laws of gravity. We're here to learn history! Now, let's learn it!" Draco and Hermione glared at each other, their eyes piercing one another. 'Well, well, well, Granger,' Draco thought. 'Looks like you aren't the only one trying to prove something.'
**
"Welcome back everyone, now, let's get settled so we can begin." Draco sat down on the couch, this time gesturing for Crabbe and Goyle to sit beside him. "Alright, tonight we will begin the pledging process. This process involves personalized tasks that test your mind, body, and soul." Draco rolled his eyes. "We have a few brothers here that have been pre-selected, due to the fact that the school is too new to have alumni...they are:" The boy stood, gesturing towards a line of Slytherin men that Draco recognized. "Daniel Gilford, Jake Venlen, Darius Milton, Christopher Bines, and finally, Ben Leonard." The boys nodded and smiled at them. "They will be the people to vote for who will be welcomed into the brotherhood, and who will not. First, I'll begin to separate you all into groups, each with a brother." He picked a piece of paper and a pen. "With Darius- Draco Malfoy and...Crabbe and Goyle?" Crabbe and Goyle nodded, ignoring how confused the boy was by their names. "You have no first names?" "None we want to tell you." Crabbe said sternly. "Alright then...very well...." He continued to read off names, and soon everyone had been put into groups. "Now, you will all find special places to meet each week, which you will go find now. Enjoy yourselves!"
**
"Okay, so I wanna get to know you guys a bit." Darius said, leaning forward in his chair and resting his elbows on his knees. "Why don't you start?" Draco nodded. "I'm Draco, I'm 18, I'm from Effingham...." His voice trailed off in a questioning way. Darius nodded. "What about personal life? Background?" Draco felt his privacy was being invaded, but his father would bring him straight home if he didn't put out an effort. "My mom...died when I was 15. I have a girlfriend, Pansy. Crabbe and Goyle here are my best friends...and...that's really about it..." "Okay, thank you. What about you, um, Crabbe?" "I'm 18. I live in Surrey. I have a girlfriend named Millie. My parents are divorced. My best friends are Draco and Goyle." "Okay...short but sweet." Draco sat back in his chair, ignoring the lecture Darius had begun giving on what it takes to be a part of Sigma-Beta-Phi. He was thinking about Hermione when she walked by them, her stomach seeming larger then it had before. Other then the large lump protoding from her middle, Hermione had gotten very beautiful, filling out in all the right places. He watched her walk by, forgetting all about their past history of being complete enemies. Right then- Draco was more attracted to Hermione Granger then to his own girlfriend.
What was he thinking?
~*~
Long and boring. I'm not liking the fraternity thing. I've got some good ideas, and I'm even thinking about changing the title a bit to fit my ideas. The frat is kind of an off to the side kind of thing, and the main focus is...well...obvious. Draco's love and sex life is way more interesting then a fraternity, right? Thought so. So bare with me, ignore the title for now. It'll get better *wink*
Keep reviewing!!
sara
PS: Didn't you find my whole physics/disproving gravity thing quite interesting? My 18yrold bro explained how he disproved his nuclear pshysicist to me, and that was his explaination- exactly that. I feel very accomplished to have understood it!! Youll find my fic both exciting and....educational (*shudder*)