Hey yall, I'm back DUN DUN DUNNN, lol. Anyway, if you get bored with
this fic, then check out my other one: The Wizard's Bachelor. It's got 20
chapters, but the chapters aren't long really...
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Harry, Hermione, and Ron all headed off the train, while lugging their trunks, etc. Harry had done something to make his nose less red, but of course, with his luck, it didn't work. All the students kept pointing at him and laughing. Very embarrassing for your first day at school.
When they got outside, the trio could see that this camp was very outdoorsy. They could see a bunch of tents in the distance, some of them looked like they were classroom. There was a huge lake full of clear water and trees covered most of the area.
"Welcome to Camp 7 ¾!" shouted a tall man with dark brown hair, that was extremely curly. "I'm Gary Davidson, your counselor. As you all know, Hogwarts and Elbury Academy..."
Harry wasn't listening. He was too busy staring at an extremely cute girl to his far left. She had blonde hair and blue/green eyes, and was very slim. She had on a blue tank top, flip-flops, and small shorts.
"... and so now, I will tell you your cabin number. Remember, boys and girls are in different cabins."
There was a disappointed sigh from all the students.
"For cabin 1, there is..."
Harry still wasn't listening. The cute girl was holding hands with a guy about Harry's age. He had messy brown hair and brown eyes, someone, who any girl would die for.
"... In cabin 13, we have Matthew Carter (the guy with brown hair walked up), Jeff Hill, Chris Lewis, Neville Longbottom, Nicholas Parker, Harry Potter, Josh Renter, Michael Rowan, Ronald Weasley, and Kent Williams." All of the boys walked up to Ms. Davidson.
"Boys, your cabin counselor is Mr. Thomas." Mr. Thomas was short, and had long blonde hair. He was carrying a case... a guitar case.
"All right, come let's go," said Mr. Thomas hoarsely, and he walked off with everyone following him.
"Hi, Harry, hi Ron," said Neville excitedly as he walked beside Ron and Harry.
"Hi, Neville," said Ron and Harry together. "Are there..."
"Hey, HEY, RUDOLPH!" shouted Matthew at Harry.
"What?" said Harry. He didn't like this Matthew guy, for two reasons. One: he held hands with the cute girl. Two: he called Harry: Rudolph.
"I knew Potter had a scar, but I didn't know he had a red nose. Are you getting ready for Christmas early this year?" sneered Matthew. Harry glared at him.
"Shut up."
"Oh... you were the one with the attacking chocolate frog, weren't you?" Matthew started laughing.
Before Harry could say anything else, Mr. Thomas ushered them into cabin 13. "All right now, pick your bloody bunk-beds."
Everyone immediately started running all in the cabin trying to get a top bunk. Harry, Ron, and Neville, went near the corner of the room. Harry immediately jumped on the top bunk, and Neville got below him. Ron took the side, and Nicholas Parker went below him.
When everyone was settled with all of their things unpacked, they all sat down on their bunk beds while Mr. Thomas explained everything.
"Every morning you have to get to the cafeteria by 8, or you won't get any breakfast. Classes begin at 8:15, and end at 3:00. Lunch is from 12 to 1, and dinner is from 6 to 7:30. After classes is free time, which you can go to the lake, quidditch pitch..."
"WE CAN PLAY QUIDDITCH?" shouted Harry and Ron.
"Yes, you can play quidditch." Harry and Ron each made a fist in the air. "As I was saying you can also go to extra classes, which some of you will need, you can also check out and ride some of the animals we keep here."
"Do you have dragons?" asked Nick curiously. Nick had a dragon shirt on, so that explained why he seemed so curious about dragons. He had blonde hair that fell in his eyes and had emerald eyes, just like Harry's.
"Of course we don't, though we might have a shipment, I don't know! Anyway, it's time to go to the Great Tent, for dinner!"
With that, all the boys trudged off to the Great Tent.
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Ok, I know this was rather short, but I've been really busy. I'm gonna get some romance in this fic, a bunch actually, so I hope u like that kind-of stuff...
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Harry, Hermione, and Ron all headed off the train, while lugging their trunks, etc. Harry had done something to make his nose less red, but of course, with his luck, it didn't work. All the students kept pointing at him and laughing. Very embarrassing for your first day at school.
When they got outside, the trio could see that this camp was very outdoorsy. They could see a bunch of tents in the distance, some of them looked like they were classroom. There was a huge lake full of clear water and trees covered most of the area.
"Welcome to Camp 7 ¾!" shouted a tall man with dark brown hair, that was extremely curly. "I'm Gary Davidson, your counselor. As you all know, Hogwarts and Elbury Academy..."
Harry wasn't listening. He was too busy staring at an extremely cute girl to his far left. She had blonde hair and blue/green eyes, and was very slim. She had on a blue tank top, flip-flops, and small shorts.
"... and so now, I will tell you your cabin number. Remember, boys and girls are in different cabins."
There was a disappointed sigh from all the students.
"For cabin 1, there is..."
Harry still wasn't listening. The cute girl was holding hands with a guy about Harry's age. He had messy brown hair and brown eyes, someone, who any girl would die for.
"... In cabin 13, we have Matthew Carter (the guy with brown hair walked up), Jeff Hill, Chris Lewis, Neville Longbottom, Nicholas Parker, Harry Potter, Josh Renter, Michael Rowan, Ronald Weasley, and Kent Williams." All of the boys walked up to Ms. Davidson.
"Boys, your cabin counselor is Mr. Thomas." Mr. Thomas was short, and had long blonde hair. He was carrying a case... a guitar case.
"All right, come let's go," said Mr. Thomas hoarsely, and he walked off with everyone following him.
"Hi, Harry, hi Ron," said Neville excitedly as he walked beside Ron and Harry.
"Hi, Neville," said Ron and Harry together. "Are there..."
"Hey, HEY, RUDOLPH!" shouted Matthew at Harry.
"What?" said Harry. He didn't like this Matthew guy, for two reasons. One: he held hands with the cute girl. Two: he called Harry: Rudolph.
"I knew Potter had a scar, but I didn't know he had a red nose. Are you getting ready for Christmas early this year?" sneered Matthew. Harry glared at him.
"Shut up."
"Oh... you were the one with the attacking chocolate frog, weren't you?" Matthew started laughing.
Before Harry could say anything else, Mr. Thomas ushered them into cabin 13. "All right now, pick your bloody bunk-beds."
Everyone immediately started running all in the cabin trying to get a top bunk. Harry, Ron, and Neville, went near the corner of the room. Harry immediately jumped on the top bunk, and Neville got below him. Ron took the side, and Nicholas Parker went below him.
When everyone was settled with all of their things unpacked, they all sat down on their bunk beds while Mr. Thomas explained everything.
"Every morning you have to get to the cafeteria by 8, or you won't get any breakfast. Classes begin at 8:15, and end at 3:00. Lunch is from 12 to 1, and dinner is from 6 to 7:30. After classes is free time, which you can go to the lake, quidditch pitch..."
"WE CAN PLAY QUIDDITCH?" shouted Harry and Ron.
"Yes, you can play quidditch." Harry and Ron each made a fist in the air. "As I was saying you can also go to extra classes, which some of you will need, you can also check out and ride some of the animals we keep here."
"Do you have dragons?" asked Nick curiously. Nick had a dragon shirt on, so that explained why he seemed so curious about dragons. He had blonde hair that fell in his eyes and had emerald eyes, just like Harry's.
"Of course we don't, though we might have a shipment, I don't know! Anyway, it's time to go to the Great Tent, for dinner!"
With that, all the boys trudged off to the Great Tent.
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Ok, I know this was rather short, but I've been really busy. I'm gonna get some romance in this fic, a bunch actually, so I hope u like that kind-of stuff...