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A/N: I rewrote chapter one to add more detail and to fix it for OotP. Please read it again. Enjoy.
Chapter Two The Arrival
This felt like one of the longest rides Harry had ever taken. That was saying a lot since he had taken the Hogwarts Express for five years now. Harry sat next to Vernon not knowing what to do. Obviously, trying to have a conversation was out. And it's not like Vernon would let him listen to the radio. It seemed there was nothing to do but sit in the uncomfortable and unbearable silence while twiddling his thumbs.
Suddenly it occurred to Harry that he didn't even know where he was going except that it was a summer camp. "Uncle Vernon," Harry said quietly, "what's the name of the summer camp I'm going to." 'Oh, I hope he doesn't get angry.'
"What does it matter to you for, boy? It's not like your friends are going to come save you." Vernon stated rudely.
Harry suddenly recalled what Remus had told Harry at Kings Cross. "If my friends don't hear from me tomorrow they're going to send someone to the house to see if I'm still ok, remember? They want to make sure I didn't come to any harm."
Actually Vernon had forgotten. He had an extremely selective memory, especially when it came to wizards. "Don't know what they're concerned about you for anyway. How gives a bloody care about you anyway?" Vernon snorted derisively. "If you insist on knowing though the name is Camp Alderman. You can write to your friends when you get there." Vernon added as an afterthought.
"How will I get it to them? I don't have Hedwig?
"What do you need that ruddy bird for? Just send it normally."
"Because, it won't get there in time if I don't use Hedwig. Maybe if you let her out, she can come here. She'll blend in here and nobody will notice anything out of the ordinary. Then you wouldn't have to listen to her either." Harry thought his idea was very good. Hopefully so would Uncle Vernon.
"We'll see," Vernon said. 'Maybe the bird will die and then I'll never have to listen to her again. And I won't have to put up with all that racket at night while the boy's gone either. Plus, none of those freaks will come to my house. Yes, I'll definitely let her out.'
They drove for a while longer. Harry thinking of Sirius, and Vernon thinking of a whole entire summer without Harry and Hedwig.
Harry still had nights where he blamed himself for Sirius's death, but not many. Ron and Hermione had constantly been saying that it wasn't his fault but Voldemorts. He slowly had started to believe them, and after the train ride home had turned all his guilt into anger at Voldemort. He would kill him. Even if he died in the process.
As soon as the driver shut the door behind Draco an uncomfortable silence settled over them. Draco knew his going into the muggle world would upset his father, but enough to send him away to a muggle summer camp. All he wanted to know was how they got along without magic. 'Well, mother did always say be careful what you wish for.' Draco thought dryly. She all but said it when she told him good-bye.
"I don't see why you felt the need to go out and associate with muggles." Lucius said, interrupting Draco's musings.
"I just wanted to see how they got along without any magic father," he said hoping his father wouldn't make him go through with this. One day and three months where two totally different things. He wanted to see how they got along without it, not how he got along without it!
"Well then, I've given you exactly what you wanted then didn't I. You can see how muggles go on with their lives without magic. And you won't be tempted to try anything like this again." Lucius practically growled out the last sentence. 'Draco has embarrassed me greatly. And so soon after our Lord has reveled himself to the wizarding world.'
"I just wanted to see how they lived without magic. I was just curious. I couldn't imagine living without magic. Now you're making me go to a summer camp for muggles. How are you going to hide this from my friends? They can't know. It would be not only an embarrassment to me but also to you." Draco was becoming more and more worked up as time went on. If his friends found out he would become an outcast. He'd become worse than Potter in their eyes. He shivered at the thought. 'No that couldn't happen. My Father wouldn't allow it. Would he? He is very upset.'
"No Draco, your friends will not hear off this. They think you are going to spend the holidays with a relative in France. We won't allow the shame you brought on our house to travel any farther than this family."
"Yes, sir. Thank-you for not allowing my friends to find out."
"I'm not doing this for you Draco. If it wouldn't bring so much disgrace to the Malfoy name I would have told all of your friends. Keep that in mind next time you get it in your head to pull another stunt like this. I won't be so lenient next time. Your getting of easy, I'm practically giving you what you wanted," Lucius warned.
"What's the name of this camp anyway?"
"Camp Alderman. It's on the south side of England. It is supposed to be nice. I wouldn't have any idea what they will do there, but do behave."
"Yes Sir," Draco answered not wanting to upset his father anymore this trip.
The rest of the ride was completed in near silence. Toward the end of the trip Lucius said his good-byes to Draco so there wouldn't be any public displays. That was one thing he couldn't stand. Ten minutes later they arrived at the camp.
The driver opened Draco's door and then went to collect his bag. As Draco stepped out of the limo he knew it was going to be a long summer. The camp was noisy and everyone was running around like chickens with their heads cut off. One of the reason's that Draco loved the Dungeons so much even though they froze in the winter was the fact that they were quiet. Draco couldn't stand mindless noise. This camp was full of exactly that. 'I am going to die before this is over. Or they are. Whichever one comes first is fine with me.' Even though Draco wasn't allowed to use magic he still brought his wand. He'd have been lost without it. And what if someone heard him talking about Hogwarts and tried to do something stupid. He would need his wand to protect himself. Draco had the annoying habit of talking in his sleep when things became to stressful for him to handle. He hated it and had tried to find a spell to stop it but had to settle for putting up silencing spells around his bed so that his roommates couldn't hear him. They had taken up making fun of why he needed to put silencing charms up but Draco just ignored them now. It had bothered him at first. 'Let them think what they want nothing I say is going to matter anyway,' Draco thought with a mental shrug. He looked over his shoulder and saw that his father had already left. 'Probably left as soon as I stepped out of the car.'
Draco walked briskly to the first woman he saw that seemed to know at least a little of what she was doing. She had short blond hair and an easy smile which she flashed at him when she saw him come closer.
"You must be new here." At Draco's stunned look she elaborated. "I've worked here a while now. I don't remember you from last year. Don't worry you didn't look lost or anything." She could tell he didn't like to show emotion and was upset that she might have seen that he looked uneasy. "My name's Tisha, what's yours?"
"Draco Malfoy," he replied while looking her up and down. Weighing if she was worthy of his time. He supposed she would do. "Where do I place my things?"
"Just hold on to them for now. Then you can take them to the cabin you will be staying at with some other boys." Seeing Draco's horrified face Tisha asked if there was a problem. 'This boy is strange. How can he not know that he'll be sharing a cabin. Even if he had never been to camp, he had to have seen a movie with a camp in it there were tons.'
"No, no problem." 'Just the fact I'm sharing a cabin with only Merlin knows how many other boys.' Draco had established sometime last year that he was attracted to other boys. It wasn't that bad in the wizarding world, but he didn't know about the muggle world. They were screwy. Sharing the dorm with Crabbe, Goyle, and Blaise was easy. Crabbe and Goyle were ugly as sin and stupid, and Blaise was like a brother. But now he would share a cabin with boys he didn't look at like brothers and they weren't all going to be ugly. Every wizard knew that the summer was magical. It heightened a wizard's libido, by increasing the magic around you, even if they were Dumbledore's age. And he being a sixteen-year-old wizard, it was already high enough. 'I don't know how I'm going to make it through this summer,' Draco thought despairingly.
"Good, glad there is no problem. I'll just leave you here and see if there is anyone else I need to talk to. See you in a while." Tisha said while looking at him slightly weird still.
When Vernon pulled up to the camp, Harry sat there for a minute gathering his strength. He could face Voldemort and not be this nervous. Harry hated meeting new people. Dudley had taught him long ago that it was never a good thing because he usually got them to beat up on him. At school it was worse because they were people you already knew but at the first sight of disagreeable news they turned on him. Even Ron.
"Well are you waiting for an invitation or what? Get out!" As Vernon was saying this, he reached across Harry and opened the door. "And don't forget to get your things."
Harry who was already in the process of getting them sighed. "Yes Uncle Vernon. August 23, right?"
"What, oh yes the 23rd. Now go on you've already taken up enough of my time today." Having said this, Vernon did a U-turn in the middle of the road and sped off squealing his tires.
'Well, good-bye then,' Harry thought sarcastically watching Vernon's car disappearing down the road. Harry slowly turned around and looked to see if anyone was available to tell him where to place his belongings. He saw a nice looking red head but she looked as if she was busy enough.
"Need some help?" Someone asked from behind him.
Harry jumped slightly and turned around. "Uh, yes this is my first time being to a summer camp. I was wondering, where do I put my things, find out where I sleep, and all that other stuff?" Harry looked slightly embarrassed at his barrage of questions, but was still looking at her hoping for an answer to his questions.
"Well, my name is Tisha and you keep your stuff with you. We'll call names after a while and tell you what cabin you're in. You find out all that other stuff like what you can do and when you can do it at breakfast tomorrow 7:30 sharp."
"Ok, that works." Harry was glad she had answered all his questions and not gotten upset. 'If I had asked Uncle Vernon that I would have been locked in the cupboard.' "My name's Harry by the way, Harry Potter." It was nice having to actually give your name out and not have people just look at your scar and know. 'At least I won't have people staring at my scar and asking if I really have it, or if they can see it. That is so annoying.' Even if the people did get annoying it didn't matter. Harry had brought his invisibility cloak. And his wand though he couldn't use it. 'Better safe than sorry, especially now with Voldemort back and out of hiding. It isn't likely Voldemort will find me here, but it is a muggle camp so he might just come to kill the muggles.' Harry shuddered at the thought. He couldn't understand why Voldemort did things like that. Why kill them? They hadn't done anything. 'Oh well, I'll never understand the things he does. All I know is that I'll stop him.' Harry was bumped out of his musings by someone blowing a whistle. It was the red head that looked like she was going to go insane earlier.
"Ok everyone listen up. My name's Monica and I'm the one in charge of the camp this year." The students who had been here before cheered at this. "I'm going to tell you guys what cabin you're in. We have four as many of you will know, they are, the wolves, the deer, the rattlesnakes, and the grizzlies. When I call your name please go to the counselor wearing your cabins shirt. Everybody got it?" Most everyone clapped and cheered to say they understood. "Great now the Wolves Terrence Kennedy . . . . Harry and Draco both tuned out they heared the cabin name and then tuned out till they heard their name. "The Rattlesnakes: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Logan Morrison." That was all the further the poor woman.
"WHAT," Harry and Draco yelled at the same time.
TBC
A/N: Yes I know how could I end it there. I promise IT WILL NOT be a long wait, promise. I'm already working on the next chapter. Please R&R and it might make my thoughts fly faster. Not saying that if I don't get reviews I won't update I will. But they might encourage me to go faster. Hope you like the story so far.
A/N: I rewrote chapter one to add more detail and to fix it for OotP. Please read it again. Enjoy.
Chapter Two The Arrival
This felt like one of the longest rides Harry had ever taken. That was saying a lot since he had taken the Hogwarts Express for five years now. Harry sat next to Vernon not knowing what to do. Obviously, trying to have a conversation was out. And it's not like Vernon would let him listen to the radio. It seemed there was nothing to do but sit in the uncomfortable and unbearable silence while twiddling his thumbs.
Suddenly it occurred to Harry that he didn't even know where he was going except that it was a summer camp. "Uncle Vernon," Harry said quietly, "what's the name of the summer camp I'm going to." 'Oh, I hope he doesn't get angry.'
"What does it matter to you for, boy? It's not like your friends are going to come save you." Vernon stated rudely.
Harry suddenly recalled what Remus had told Harry at Kings Cross. "If my friends don't hear from me tomorrow they're going to send someone to the house to see if I'm still ok, remember? They want to make sure I didn't come to any harm."
Actually Vernon had forgotten. He had an extremely selective memory, especially when it came to wizards. "Don't know what they're concerned about you for anyway. How gives a bloody care about you anyway?" Vernon snorted derisively. "If you insist on knowing though the name is Camp Alderman. You can write to your friends when you get there." Vernon added as an afterthought.
"How will I get it to them? I don't have Hedwig?
"What do you need that ruddy bird for? Just send it normally."
"Because, it won't get there in time if I don't use Hedwig. Maybe if you let her out, she can come here. She'll blend in here and nobody will notice anything out of the ordinary. Then you wouldn't have to listen to her either." Harry thought his idea was very good. Hopefully so would Uncle Vernon.
"We'll see," Vernon said. 'Maybe the bird will die and then I'll never have to listen to her again. And I won't have to put up with all that racket at night while the boy's gone either. Plus, none of those freaks will come to my house. Yes, I'll definitely let her out.'
They drove for a while longer. Harry thinking of Sirius, and Vernon thinking of a whole entire summer without Harry and Hedwig.
Harry still had nights where he blamed himself for Sirius's death, but not many. Ron and Hermione had constantly been saying that it wasn't his fault but Voldemorts. He slowly had started to believe them, and after the train ride home had turned all his guilt into anger at Voldemort. He would kill him. Even if he died in the process.
As soon as the driver shut the door behind Draco an uncomfortable silence settled over them. Draco knew his going into the muggle world would upset his father, but enough to send him away to a muggle summer camp. All he wanted to know was how they got along without magic. 'Well, mother did always say be careful what you wish for.' Draco thought dryly. She all but said it when she told him good-bye.
"I don't see why you felt the need to go out and associate with muggles." Lucius said, interrupting Draco's musings.
"I just wanted to see how they got along without any magic father," he said hoping his father wouldn't make him go through with this. One day and three months where two totally different things. He wanted to see how they got along without it, not how he got along without it!
"Well then, I've given you exactly what you wanted then didn't I. You can see how muggles go on with their lives without magic. And you won't be tempted to try anything like this again." Lucius practically growled out the last sentence. 'Draco has embarrassed me greatly. And so soon after our Lord has reveled himself to the wizarding world.'
"I just wanted to see how they lived without magic. I was just curious. I couldn't imagine living without magic. Now you're making me go to a summer camp for muggles. How are you going to hide this from my friends? They can't know. It would be not only an embarrassment to me but also to you." Draco was becoming more and more worked up as time went on. If his friends found out he would become an outcast. He'd become worse than Potter in their eyes. He shivered at the thought. 'No that couldn't happen. My Father wouldn't allow it. Would he? He is very upset.'
"No Draco, your friends will not hear off this. They think you are going to spend the holidays with a relative in France. We won't allow the shame you brought on our house to travel any farther than this family."
"Yes, sir. Thank-you for not allowing my friends to find out."
"I'm not doing this for you Draco. If it wouldn't bring so much disgrace to the Malfoy name I would have told all of your friends. Keep that in mind next time you get it in your head to pull another stunt like this. I won't be so lenient next time. Your getting of easy, I'm practically giving you what you wanted," Lucius warned.
"What's the name of this camp anyway?"
"Camp Alderman. It's on the south side of England. It is supposed to be nice. I wouldn't have any idea what they will do there, but do behave."
"Yes Sir," Draco answered not wanting to upset his father anymore this trip.
The rest of the ride was completed in near silence. Toward the end of the trip Lucius said his good-byes to Draco so there wouldn't be any public displays. That was one thing he couldn't stand. Ten minutes later they arrived at the camp.
The driver opened Draco's door and then went to collect his bag. As Draco stepped out of the limo he knew it was going to be a long summer. The camp was noisy and everyone was running around like chickens with their heads cut off. One of the reason's that Draco loved the Dungeons so much even though they froze in the winter was the fact that they were quiet. Draco couldn't stand mindless noise. This camp was full of exactly that. 'I am going to die before this is over. Or they are. Whichever one comes first is fine with me.' Even though Draco wasn't allowed to use magic he still brought his wand. He'd have been lost without it. And what if someone heard him talking about Hogwarts and tried to do something stupid. He would need his wand to protect himself. Draco had the annoying habit of talking in his sleep when things became to stressful for him to handle. He hated it and had tried to find a spell to stop it but had to settle for putting up silencing spells around his bed so that his roommates couldn't hear him. They had taken up making fun of why he needed to put silencing charms up but Draco just ignored them now. It had bothered him at first. 'Let them think what they want nothing I say is going to matter anyway,' Draco thought with a mental shrug. He looked over his shoulder and saw that his father had already left. 'Probably left as soon as I stepped out of the car.'
Draco walked briskly to the first woman he saw that seemed to know at least a little of what she was doing. She had short blond hair and an easy smile which she flashed at him when she saw him come closer.
"You must be new here." At Draco's stunned look she elaborated. "I've worked here a while now. I don't remember you from last year. Don't worry you didn't look lost or anything." She could tell he didn't like to show emotion and was upset that she might have seen that he looked uneasy. "My name's Tisha, what's yours?"
"Draco Malfoy," he replied while looking her up and down. Weighing if she was worthy of his time. He supposed she would do. "Where do I place my things?"
"Just hold on to them for now. Then you can take them to the cabin you will be staying at with some other boys." Seeing Draco's horrified face Tisha asked if there was a problem. 'This boy is strange. How can he not know that he'll be sharing a cabin. Even if he had never been to camp, he had to have seen a movie with a camp in it there were tons.'
"No, no problem." 'Just the fact I'm sharing a cabin with only Merlin knows how many other boys.' Draco had established sometime last year that he was attracted to other boys. It wasn't that bad in the wizarding world, but he didn't know about the muggle world. They were screwy. Sharing the dorm with Crabbe, Goyle, and Blaise was easy. Crabbe and Goyle were ugly as sin and stupid, and Blaise was like a brother. But now he would share a cabin with boys he didn't look at like brothers and they weren't all going to be ugly. Every wizard knew that the summer was magical. It heightened a wizard's libido, by increasing the magic around you, even if they were Dumbledore's age. And he being a sixteen-year-old wizard, it was already high enough. 'I don't know how I'm going to make it through this summer,' Draco thought despairingly.
"Good, glad there is no problem. I'll just leave you here and see if there is anyone else I need to talk to. See you in a while." Tisha said while looking at him slightly weird still.
When Vernon pulled up to the camp, Harry sat there for a minute gathering his strength. He could face Voldemort and not be this nervous. Harry hated meeting new people. Dudley had taught him long ago that it was never a good thing because he usually got them to beat up on him. At school it was worse because they were people you already knew but at the first sight of disagreeable news they turned on him. Even Ron.
"Well are you waiting for an invitation or what? Get out!" As Vernon was saying this, he reached across Harry and opened the door. "And don't forget to get your things."
Harry who was already in the process of getting them sighed. "Yes Uncle Vernon. August 23, right?"
"What, oh yes the 23rd. Now go on you've already taken up enough of my time today." Having said this, Vernon did a U-turn in the middle of the road and sped off squealing his tires.
'Well, good-bye then,' Harry thought sarcastically watching Vernon's car disappearing down the road. Harry slowly turned around and looked to see if anyone was available to tell him where to place his belongings. He saw a nice looking red head but she looked as if she was busy enough.
"Need some help?" Someone asked from behind him.
Harry jumped slightly and turned around. "Uh, yes this is my first time being to a summer camp. I was wondering, where do I put my things, find out where I sleep, and all that other stuff?" Harry looked slightly embarrassed at his barrage of questions, but was still looking at her hoping for an answer to his questions.
"Well, my name is Tisha and you keep your stuff with you. We'll call names after a while and tell you what cabin you're in. You find out all that other stuff like what you can do and when you can do it at breakfast tomorrow 7:30 sharp."
"Ok, that works." Harry was glad she had answered all his questions and not gotten upset. 'If I had asked Uncle Vernon that I would have been locked in the cupboard.' "My name's Harry by the way, Harry Potter." It was nice having to actually give your name out and not have people just look at your scar and know. 'At least I won't have people staring at my scar and asking if I really have it, or if they can see it. That is so annoying.' Even if the people did get annoying it didn't matter. Harry had brought his invisibility cloak. And his wand though he couldn't use it. 'Better safe than sorry, especially now with Voldemort back and out of hiding. It isn't likely Voldemort will find me here, but it is a muggle camp so he might just come to kill the muggles.' Harry shuddered at the thought. He couldn't understand why Voldemort did things like that. Why kill them? They hadn't done anything. 'Oh well, I'll never understand the things he does. All I know is that I'll stop him.' Harry was bumped out of his musings by someone blowing a whistle. It was the red head that looked like she was going to go insane earlier.
"Ok everyone listen up. My name's Monica and I'm the one in charge of the camp this year." The students who had been here before cheered at this. "I'm going to tell you guys what cabin you're in. We have four as many of you will know, they are, the wolves, the deer, the rattlesnakes, and the grizzlies. When I call your name please go to the counselor wearing your cabins shirt. Everybody got it?" Most everyone clapped and cheered to say they understood. "Great now the Wolves Terrence Kennedy . . . . Harry and Draco both tuned out they heared the cabin name and then tuned out till they heard their name. "The Rattlesnakes: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Logan Morrison." That was all the further the poor woman.
"WHAT," Harry and Draco yelled at the same time.
TBC
A/N: Yes I know how could I end it there. I promise IT WILL NOT be a long wait, promise. I'm already working on the next chapter. Please R&R and it might make my thoughts fly faster. Not saying that if I don't get reviews I won't update I will. But they might encourage me to go faster. Hope you like the story so far.