Summer Sun

Chapter 2 Camp Huronda

It had been 6 months since Harry was diagnosed with Diabetes. And he was doing pretty well considering his blood sugars were in the 60's when he was diagnosed, and he almost went into ketoacidosis and died. But on a happier note, he was doing really great. His blood sugars were more or less under control and his friends were being very supportive, but they just didn't understand how he felt. This is why he took to writing to Elena more often than usual. You see, Elena was diabetic as well and knew what he was going through. They had had a good laugh at the hospital because it was just too funny that Elena was diabetic and now her best friend was diabetic too! Harry had joked that it was all her fault and that this was just more proof that they spent too much time together.

BACK STORY TIME!

Harry and Elena met about three summers ago and were instantly best friends. They could talk about everything together! Harry felt like he could share anything with her, even more than he could share with Ron or Hermione. And the feeling was mutual. They had all these crazy wild adventures with each other over the summers and took to writing to each other during the school year, as Elena went to school in Canada. But though they could talk to each other and they got along more than great, there was still this distance between them.

One night, Elena told Harry to meet her at the park. The note that she had sent Harry by owl was covered in tears. So Harry immediately hurried to the park, ignoring the fact that uncle Vernon had threatened to take away his wand and snap it. He had to get to the park.

When he arrived, he found Elena hunched over against a tree crying. He sat down and held her as uncontrollable tears escaped her eyes. She held so tightly to Harry, as if, if she let go, he would leave her. He just sat there and stroked her back affectionately and told her that he loved her and that everything would be okay, that she was safe with him. This for some reason only brought up new tears in larger amounts. Harry was starting to get worried. They had been sitting here for almost an hour. And finally, she started to settle down, and loosened her grip on Harry. He gave her a look as if to ask, 'what's wrong, you can tell me anything.'...She looked up at Harry with sad, swollen eyes. She looked down at her arm with disgust, and started to roll up her sleeve. Her arm was bare except for blood, scratch marks, and on her forearm, just under her elbow, was a mark that looked suspiciously like a black skull with a snake slithering through it's eyes and mouth.

Harry stared at the dark mark on Elena's arm with evident shock and horror. This is not happening. He thought to himself. He just couldn't believe it. Who did this to her? Why?

'Harry, my father put this on me tonight.' She sounded mortified. 'H-he said that...that it was my calling. That he wanted me on his right hand when... when... when he killed you!' at this she started crying again. And this time she was angry crying, she lifted her right arm to the dark mark and started feverantly scratching at it, trying to make it go away. 'GET OFF! Get. The. Fuck. Off. Me.' her arm was starting to bleed again, but the mark wouldn't go away. The tears started welling up in her eyes once more. 'Harry, god, I'm so sorry! I couldn't stop it!'

'You told me your father was dead.' Harry looked at her with tears in her eyes.

'That's because I didn't want you to know!'

'KNOW WHAT!?' he screamed. He was so confused, so frustrated so… scared.

'My father, is Voldemort. But Harry, I will never join him, I swear! I will never EVER join him!'

'I believe you.'

They sat there for another half-hour or so, just holding each other and crying silently. Until Harry stood up and started pacing. Elena watch as Harry's fist collided with a tree and saw how the tears on his face reflected the moonlight.

'Are you mad at me?'

'NO! I'M MAD THAT THIS HAPPENED TO YOU!' Harry shouted at the night. Tears welling up in his eyes. He looked at Elena, 'I'm so mad that this happened to you. It's not fare! You don't deserve this!' he looked at Elena's frightened eyes and sad expression. 'And don't you think that I'm going to abandon you for this Elle! You can't get rid of me that easily.' Tears of relief poured out of her eyes like a rainstorm, letting out all of its worries and doubts. They held onto each other, neither one wanting to let go of the other. And they fell asleep there in the park, watching the stars cast a painting in the sky, knowing that they would be there for each other to the ends of the universe. That was when they truly became best friends.

End of back story

That was two years ago. Now, it was the beginning of August. Harry had come to Canada just before his birthday, and was staying with Elena until they went to camp Huronda, this Diabetes camp up in Huntsville Ontario. Professor Dumbledore suggested that he go there to meet some other kids with Diabetes and gather a better understanding of what it was like to have it. He had been skeptical at first but Elena convinced him to go, because she had been going there since she was 8-years-old, and was going with or without him.

They had taken the bus from Toronto up. And Elena immediately started to introduce him to all of her old friends. It was a pleasant ride accept for the fact that Elena was very hyper and started singing camp songs at the top of her lungs and talking very loudly about haven taken up the harmonica during the winter months. They talked, laughed and even Harry recognized some of the songs and sung along with Elle. When they finally arrived at camp Huronda, everyone cheered and piled off the bus and went to get their cabin assignments.

Elena's name was called and she smiled at Harry and said 'I'll see you later.' Then left with Rachael (one of the girls Elena had introduced to him) and another girl who was sitting in front of them. And then Harry was called to go with a boy named Andrew, who was also introduced to him on the bus. They went to pick up their things and headed to their cabin after meeting their counselor Sebastian. They went to their cabin which wasn't far, and headed up the stairs. They would be staying in cabin 1B; And Harry was already having a good time, until he opened the old wood door and walked inside to see none other than Draco Malfoy sitting on a bed opposite him. "Malfoy? Harry said, eyes wide, mouth dropped.

'Potter.' Said Malfoy nonchalantly. 'I guess you're wondering what I'm doing here.' He drawled while unrolling a green and silver sleeping bag. Typical. Harry just stood there gaping at the blond Slytherin with evident surprise plastered to his face.

'What. The. Fuck.'

A/N: Te he! What's Draco doing here? Whaz going on? Please review even if it's a bad one! I just love to read reviews...I'm so lonely! ïﾁŒ tear ïﾁŒ