Disclaimer: Random Reader: ::runs up to me, grabs my arm and:: "Don't forget the disclaimer!"
Me: ::Grabs the Random Reader's chin and makes him look at me:: "DO I LOOK LIKE J.K. ROWLING TO YOU?"
Random Reader: "No ma'am"
Me: "Good!" ::Lets go and pushes the reader away:: "Get!" ::Points away and mumbles to self::
"I hate Disclaimers!"
A/N: Sorry about the disclaimer! It just popped into my head! I wouldn't do that to any of you
just so you know! I am harmless... ::bats eyelashes:: See? Wouldn't hurt a fly. ::sees a fly,
grabs fly swater:: DAMN FLY! I'M GUNNA GET YOU!
(you know it's a joke right? Good! I'm not a nutcase... most of the time!)
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Another A/N: This is Draco's POV before he has to go to camp. Oh and I decided to change Lucius
a little! I hate the bastard and I thought I'd make him nice for a change. Let's just say Voldie
is gone and Lucius had a reality check!
=/\_/\=
"Draco?" Narcissa Malfoy called, "Could you come down here?"
"Comming Mother," Draco called back, and added to him self, "Why does she always get me
when I'm singing?" He walked down the stairs in the Malfoy Mannor. "Yes Mother?"
"Your father and I decided to send you to away to summercamp. It is in America and it
is a muggle camp. There are great singing and acting programs. As well as nature and a book
club. You name it they probably have it! It's called Camp Green Lake."
"But father hates muggles." he said turning to his father sitting on the couch beside
Narcissa.
"I think I changed his mind last night." she said kissing Lucius.
"EWWWWWW! MOM!" Draco shouted.
Lucius and Narcissa laughed. Lucius spoke up. "I never hated muggles Draco, I just
highly dislike them. Besides, I must become friendly with them because your mother's old friends,
who are muggles, are visiting next weekend."
"But why do I have to go? I won't be able to use magic." complained Draco.
"You have to go because it would be a great experience for you." said Narcissa.
"Must I mother?"
"You must! Now go pack. Your plane leaves in the morning!"
Draco stormed up to his room. His nasty temper getting the better of him. He learned
it from his father. What had gotten into Lucius was beyond him. Draco used to get beatings,
and whipped. Now he gets hugs.
'Why must I go to this Camp Green Lake?' he thought. 'It's a stupid muggle camp.'
'You don't hate muggles' 'Yes I do' 'No you never did, you were just like that to muggles and
muggle-borns, to hide your real feelings from your father.' 'Well he never liked them' 'Well,
he doesn't mind them now! Get used to it! Now you can tell Hermione how you really feel about
her' 'I hate her!' 'You like her' 'Shut up! You're stupid!' 'Then you're stupid too... I'm you
remember?' 'Oh in that case you're a sexy beast!' 'That's more like it.' he argued with himself
for about an hour or so.
He packed a portable CD player (let's just pretend the wizarding world has them too)
and some CDs. He liked Muggle bands. American muggle bands. This is probably what brought on
his parents decision. His favorite bands were, Simple Plan, Good Charlotte, Evanescence, Nelly, and
Eminem. He went to bed after packing.
When he borded the plane the next day, he couldn't help but think that this might be fun.
The plane ride was boreing, as he got stuck next to an old couple who were trying to make out.
It was not a pretty site. When the plane ride was over he got on the bus. The pulled a cloke around
him as to cover his face. He was still indenile.
He started thinking things like, 'Nobody better recgonize me.' and, 'I'll make father pay.'
'Wait! I'm in America.' 'I don't know anyone here.' 'I hate you father.' 'No one I know will be here'
'This might be great!' Little did he know that he was mumbleing some of this aloud, and that a
Hermione Granger sat in the seat infront of him listing. She was completly obvilious to who it was
though. He looked up at a sign that said
'WELCOME TO CAMP GREEN LAKE!'
Me: ::Grabs the Random Reader's chin and makes him look at me:: "DO I LOOK LIKE J.K. ROWLING TO YOU?"
Random Reader: "No ma'am"
Me: "Good!" ::Lets go and pushes the reader away:: "Get!" ::Points away and mumbles to self::
"I hate Disclaimers!"
A/N: Sorry about the disclaimer! It just popped into my head! I wouldn't do that to any of you
just so you know! I am harmless... ::bats eyelashes:: See? Wouldn't hurt a fly. ::sees a fly,
grabs fly swater:: DAMN FLY! I'M GUNNA GET YOU!
(you know it's a joke right? Good! I'm not a nutcase... most of the time!)
-------------------------------
Another A/N: This is Draco's POV before he has to go to camp. Oh and I decided to change Lucius
a little! I hate the bastard and I thought I'd make him nice for a change. Let's just say Voldie
is gone and Lucius had a reality check!
=/\_/\=
"Draco?" Narcissa Malfoy called, "Could you come down here?"
"Comming Mother," Draco called back, and added to him self, "Why does she always get me
when I'm singing?" He walked down the stairs in the Malfoy Mannor. "Yes Mother?"
"Your father and I decided to send you to away to summercamp. It is in America and it
is a muggle camp. There are great singing and acting programs. As well as nature and a book
club. You name it they probably have it! It's called Camp Green Lake."
"But father hates muggles." he said turning to his father sitting on the couch beside
Narcissa.
"I think I changed his mind last night." she said kissing Lucius.
"EWWWWWW! MOM!" Draco shouted.
Lucius and Narcissa laughed. Lucius spoke up. "I never hated muggles Draco, I just
highly dislike them. Besides, I must become friendly with them because your mother's old friends,
who are muggles, are visiting next weekend."
"But why do I have to go? I won't be able to use magic." complained Draco.
"You have to go because it would be a great experience for you." said Narcissa.
"Must I mother?"
"You must! Now go pack. Your plane leaves in the morning!"
Draco stormed up to his room. His nasty temper getting the better of him. He learned
it from his father. What had gotten into Lucius was beyond him. Draco used to get beatings,
and whipped. Now he gets hugs.
'Why must I go to this Camp Green Lake?' he thought. 'It's a stupid muggle camp.'
'You don't hate muggles' 'Yes I do' 'No you never did, you were just like that to muggles and
muggle-borns, to hide your real feelings from your father.' 'Well he never liked them' 'Well,
he doesn't mind them now! Get used to it! Now you can tell Hermione how you really feel about
her' 'I hate her!' 'You like her' 'Shut up! You're stupid!' 'Then you're stupid too... I'm you
remember?' 'Oh in that case you're a sexy beast!' 'That's more like it.' he argued with himself
for about an hour or so.
He packed a portable CD player (let's just pretend the wizarding world has them too)
and some CDs. He liked Muggle bands. American muggle bands. This is probably what brought on
his parents decision. His favorite bands were, Simple Plan, Good Charlotte, Evanescence, Nelly, and
Eminem. He went to bed after packing.
When he borded the plane the next day, he couldn't help but think that this might be fun.
The plane ride was boreing, as he got stuck next to an old couple who were trying to make out.
It was not a pretty site. When the plane ride was over he got on the bus. The pulled a cloke around
him as to cover his face. He was still indenile.
He started thinking things like, 'Nobody better recgonize me.' and, 'I'll make father pay.'
'Wait! I'm in America.' 'I don't know anyone here.' 'I hate you father.' 'No one I know will be here'
'This might be great!' Little did he know that he was mumbleing some of this aloud, and that a
Hermione Granger sat in the seat infront of him listing. She was completly obvilious to who it was
though. He looked up at a sign that said
'WELCOME TO CAMP GREEN LAKE!'