Lucky Dragon Smile: Thanx hun! And I do have diabetes...I'll let you in on a secret...whispers I'm Elena! And this fic is based off actual events! Te he!

Summer Sun

Chapter 3 Meet the campers

'Um.... come to the bathroom with me.'

'What?'

'Come to the bathroom with me Potter!' Draco grabbed Harry's wrist and pulled him out of the cabin, calling over his shoulder, 'we'll be right back!' and they were off to the bathroom.

The camps landscape was nice. The field was a mixture between dust and grass. The trees were of the tall pine type with a few maples scattered here and there. The boys bathrooms were not far from the cabin, just down a small hill in fact. The building was small in size and had but five stalls and four sinks. And many daddy-longlegs could be found either sitting or plastered to the walls, depending if they were dead or not. Draco jumped up on the counter where the sinks were and looked over at Harry expectantly. Harry just stood there and looked at the blond.

'Well?...'

'Well what?'

'Aren't you going to ask me what I'm doing here? Stupid Gryfindors.'

'Do I even have to ask? I thought you dragged me here to tell me. Stupid Slytherins.' Draco decided to fix Harry with a scowl and then sighed.

'Look, I'm only going to explain this once!' Draco said calmly to him. Which took Harry by surprise because, usually, Draco never spoke like this him. 'Professor Dumbledor sent Snape here to watch over you-'

'WHAT?! You've got to be kidding me!'

'Sadly no. He's disguised as a doctor. So you are to refer to him as Dr. Sev. Oh, and I'm supposed to be his step-son okay?' All Harry could do was stare. This was just too weird. Here he thought he was going to have a nice little vacation, with nothing to worry about. He was going to have fun, and meet new friends. And for once, he wouldn't be the boy-who-lived! But noooo! Now the two people he despised more than Voldemort himself, were here. At this camp. With him. This was going to be an interesting two weeks.

'Okay, so I know why Snape's here, but why are you?' he fixed a pointed stare at Malfoy. Draco looked depressed.

'Because my good for nothing parents decided that I need to have a summer camp experience in the muggle world, for Merlin only knows what reason.' He paused for a moment. 'And since Severus is already here... they figured that this would be the best place to send me. I hate my parents.' He put on a sulky expression then hopped off the sink. 'Any questions?' Harry just stared, still too shocked to say anything.

'Good, let's get back to the cabin before we get in trouble.' And with that, he grabbed Harry by the arm and pulled him out of the bathroom and back toward the cabin, all the while whistling the tune from 'Kill Bill'. How did he know that tune? Maybe he's seen the movie...

'Malfoy?'

'Don't call me that!'

'What?'

'We're at camp and we're pretending to be friends okay?'

'Why?'

'Because I said so... You had a question?'

'Oh, yeah. How do you know that tune?'

'I saw the movie.' So Draco Malfoy has seen Kill Bill. I wonder if he's seen any other muggle movies? Mental note: ask Malf-Draco, if he's seen any other movies and what ones.

After getting their medical stuff sorted out at the infirmary they dubbed 'the Insul-Inn', they had time to spend with their cabin. Now, because these were the oldest boys at camp, and they were muggle, they naturally went to spend this time at the MPS (Multy Purpose Surface) to play a rousing game of basketball. And seeing as Draco had no idea what basketball was, he sat on the other side of the fence on a rather comfortable green bench.

He was concentrating on figuring out the game, when two girls came and sat down next to him. 'Yo, Potter! Nice one!' the girl on his left shouted flashing thumbs up, for Harry had just tried to take a jump shot, and fell. A smirk trickled across his face and he snickered. The girl in question then turned to face him. 'Hey, I'm Elena!' she held out her hand, Draco took it. 'And this is Rachael.' She said gesturing to the other girl.

'Hey there!'

'Hi, I'm Draco.'

Rachael smiled. 'Elle, you know that guy?'

'Potter? Yeah, he's a friend of mine.'

'You have to introduce me! I still have to get back at Kenny.'

'Yeah, that stupid wench!' She turned to look back at Draco. 'Why aren't you playing?'

'I don't know how. You know Harry?'

'Yes I most certainly do. And I don't know how to play either, so don't feel bad.'

'Rachael? Elena? Are you guys gonna play?' a slightly older woman with blond hair asked from on the court.

'No, we're good!' shouted Rachael, back to them.

'You don't know how to play basketball? But you're a muggle!' It took Draco less than a second to realize what he had just said. Oh shit! He had blown his cover and it was only the first day! What the hell was wrong with him!

'Sorry, what was that?'

'Um...nothing.' Elena looked at him questioningly. And Draco did his best to hide the worry that he was feeling. After all, Malfoy's were good at hiding their feelings.

'Do you go to Harry's school? In Scotland?'

'Um...no.' Shit! The covers not working!

'Hey, I feel low. Draco can you take me to the Insul-inn?' After a quick hesitation, he agreed. And so they set off toward the Insul-inn. But before they got there, Elena pulled him in the other direction toward the waterfront. She pulled him behind the dinning hall and unto the back steps overlooking the water. She then pulled him down and looked directly in his eyes. What was with this girl? It felt like she was reading his mind, it felt really uncomfortable. 'What?' he asked.

'You're a wizard aren't you? It's okay! I'm a witch. And I'm guessing by your British accent, that you do in fact go to Hogwarts with Harry.' Was it really that easy to figure out? Draco would have to talk to Harry about this later.

Draco and Elena sat there for about fifteen minutes, talking about how they knew Harry, and magic, and quidditch and stuff. And then they realized that they had been gone for a wile and started to head back to the MPS to meet their cabins. Draco was really starting to like Elena, she was nice, and funny, and really pretty. The only reason she didn't like her was because she was best friends with Harry. Hey, he was a Malfoy! He was supposed to be shallow! But then again, really didn't really hate Harry, he was just raised to believe that. In truth, Harry wasn't all that bad. This camp thing might not be so bad after all.

On the court Harry saw Elena walking away with Draco. They told Sebastian and the girl's counselor Sonja that they were going to the Insul-inn. Bu they were gone for a long time... more than fifteen minutes. Harry didn't trust Draco at all. Why didn't she take Rachael with her? Why Malfoy? It's not that he thought he was going to hurt her... it's that he thought that he would make a pass at her! He really didn't want to see his best friend get hurt, and if she trusted Malfoy, that's just what would happen. He was going to have to talk to Elena tonight. Make sure, she knows who Draco really was, before she got into trouble. This was going to be a bad camp session. Well, maybe...

A/N: Sorry, this was a very talky chapter... and I didn't really like it all that much. I thought it was kind of rushed. I don't know. What are your thoughts and opinions? The review button is right there! Please click it.