School Camp – fire-and-ice89
A/N: I'm sooooooo sorry everyone! To be honest, I completely forgot that I had some stories that were long overdue for an update…it totally slipped my mind until this afternoon when my sister came up and begged me to post.
Wow, a record number of reviews! I'm guessing that people liked an image of Malfoy covered in detergent!
Replies to reviews:
Flair Verona: aww thanks I'm touched! Sorry for the wait.
paris97: I wasn't offended at all, so don't worry about all that! You always leave helpful yet encouraging reviews that I love reading, and I hope you keep coming back despite our bad start! Begin again? Good idea. I also love an independent Hermione, she can definitely look out for herself. I'm glad you found my summary intriguing, I always take a long time perfecting my summaries.
jods-luvs-draco: I love Neville too! I think he's so cute, but unfortunately he's bound to have his heart broken a few times in his life. He's just one of those unfortunate guys…
Smiles 28: haha thanks!
bellgirl: aww thanks! Sorry for the wait, hopefully you're still sane enough to appreciate the update (if that sounds a little strange to you then you probably didn't remember the exact wording of your review)!
It. commander richie: I have to ask, how exactly did your name come about? In reply to your review: LOL!
dmhg: hahaha mine also!
xoKaSsIeox: Thanks! Yep go 'Mione. Though you won't find me using that nickname in my fanfiction, at least not until I've seen JK use it...
Filthy X Gorgeous: hahaha slippery Malfoy…sorry this update took even longer than the last one!
RadioactiveEyeShadow: That's pretty cool that you had a detergent fight at your camp! Weird thing is, I've never actually done that myself since most of my camps have been in tents without washing up equipment, so we had no chance to have a detergent fight . I've always wanted to, though, which is why I wrote it into the story!
PART-TIME-SINNER: hahaha no one seems to be taking poor Neville seriously! Not that I expected them too. Unfortunately it's a hopeless crush. Thanks for the long review!
dawn-miko: Thanks for the review and the compliment!
Mocha Dragon: Spam spam spam spam spam spam spam spam…that at least was based on a school camp experience of my own. Spam for breakfast, spam for lunch, spam for tea. Thanks for picking out your favourite parts of the chapter, I love it when you do that!
Last Time:
Just before they ran into the dark of the night, Hermione turned back for a last look.
Malfoy was crouched on the floor, scrubbing at his eyes with his hands and yelling out with pain.
For a moment, Hermione felt a pang of regret.
That was mean.
But he deserved it, she reasoned, and felt a thrill of triumph when Fiona squeezed her arm and laughed.
Revenge was sweet.
Chapter Six – Girl Talk
The girls all looked up as Fiona and Hermione burst through the cabin door, laughing wildly.
"Um, okay." Parvati said slowly. "I didn't know that washing dishes was such an entertaining chore."
She, Padma, Lavender and Allie were all sprawled over Allie's bed, clutching their pillows. Fiona and Hermione had obviously interrupted a conversation.
"It wasn't the dishes." Fiona said, flopping down on top of Allie, who squealed in protest and tried to push her off. Hermione stood awkwardly by the door, wondering where to go. She settled for sitting on the edge of her own bed.
Rejected, Fiona came over and sat beside her.
"Hermione was so awesome," Fiona said, giving her a playful hug. "To cut a long story short, she tipped dish washing detergent all over Malfoy."
The four girls on the bed opposite laughed appreciatively.
"He had it coming," Padma commented, rolling over onto her back.
"He had it coming all along" Parvati began to sing dramatically, having just seen Chicago.
"Oh my god, he must have looked so cute with detergent all over his head," Lavender giggled, reaching up and touching her own hair briefly.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Honestly, why does everyone think he's so good looking?"
"Because it's true, hon. Sorry." Parvati said in a matter of fact tone, but smiled at Hermione. "I'm just teasing you; we all know how much you hate him."
"Funny, though," Fiona commented thoughtfully.
"What?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Well, you hate him, and he hates you. We all know that. But to an outsider, it almost looks like he likes you. I mean, all that stuff he does to you, it's not really malicious. Not when you think about it. It's more just typical guy stuff."
Hermione was staring at her, astounded. "That's exactly what Greg said. That's why he didn't stop Malfoy when he was tackling me; because he thought it was playful guy-girl stuff."
"Weird," said Parvati, shaking her head. "I never would have thought of it, since I know about you guys, but now that you mention it…"
"Okay, stop." Hermione said hurriedly. "To Malfoy, I'm just a mudblood. That's all. He doesn't even see me as a person, just a thing to annoy for fun."
But the girls had started her thoughts running. She thought about the moment where she'd poured the detergent over his head, and he'd reached out and grabbed her wrist. She hadn't said anything, but it had been tingling ever since, right where he'd held her.
She tried to shake off the feeling. "So, what were you guys talking about before we came in?" She asked the group of girls.
"Oh, nothing," Allie said casually.
"It was so not nothing." Parvati said with a laugh. "We were saying about how we think Harry likes Allie."
Fiona let out a short burst of laughter, then stopped suddenly. "Oh, sorry Hermione. If you want we could just not talk about it."
"Oh, I don't mind," Hermione said, "It's Harry you're talking about, not me. Besides, I'm interested. Why do you think he likes you?" She directed the last part at Allie.
Allie blushed. "I didn't say that! It was her," and she pointed an accusing finger at Padma, who shrugged.
"Well, I just assumed that. I mean, the way he was looking at you during arts and crafts, it seemed so obvious."
"Well, he doesn't." Allie said with finality. "And even if he did, I don't like him, so that's the end of the conversation."
Hermione was watching all this with a sinking feeling. Whenever she saw Harry and Allie together, they seemed so right for each other. They would make such a cute couple. But even if Allie did like him back, it looked like her friends were talking her out of it.
"I mean, come on," said Parvati, swinging her legs over the side the bed. "It's Harry. Remember how he treated me at the Yule ball?"
"That was because he liked Cho then," Hermione said defensively, then realized that it probably wasn't such a good idea to talk about Harry's crushes if she wanted to convince Allie that Harry liked her.
"But he's completely over her now," she added.
The girls were looking at her suspiciously.
"Has he mentioned anything to you about Allie?" Parvati asked Hermione curiously.
"Er…no. Of course not. As you said, this is Harry. He's a total mystery. No one knows what he's thinking or feeling."
Parvati rolled her eyes. "So true. He's so hot and cold. I couldn't believe it when he ditched me at the Yule Ball. Never get caught up in Harry Potter," she said to Allie. "The boy-who-lived is definitely a heartbreaker."
Okay, that didn't go so well, Hermione thought despairingly. I'm really not cut out for this girl talk stuff.
"So, are we sneaking out to the guy's cabins tonight, or what?" Fiona asked, bouncing up from Hermione's bed. She had also sensed the tension in the conversation.
"No," Lavender said with a yawn. "It's been such a long day that we decided we can't be bothered. We were talking about it while you guys were washing the dishes. Tomorrow night, though, definitely."
Hermione inwardly sighed with relief. All she felt like was going to sleep, to banish thoughts of Malfoy holding her arm, Harry's doomed crush, and school camp in general to the far reaches of her mind.
"Lights out! Girls, turn the lights out," McGonagall's voice sounded from outside the door. Lavender made a face at Parvati, but got up and turned them off regardless.
"Thank you. Now, get some sleep!" The girls, still and listening, could hear McGonagall's receding footsteps, and her voice as she walked back along the row of cabins, telling off those misfortunate students who were slow to respond to her command.
"Ok, everyone, you're not a charity case, you have your own beds!" Lavender said, attempting to push Parvati, Padma, and Allie off her own. Slowly, the three girls climbed the ladders to their top bunks, and everyone settled down.
Hermione pulled the blankets up high around her neck, so the cold air couldn't seep in. She wished she had her wand so that she could cast a heating spell on the blankets, but of course, she didn't.
As soon as her head hit the pillow, she could feel sleep rolling in, and welcomed it with open arms. She couldn't ever remember feeling so glad to be encased in warm blankets.
She had survived her first day of camp.
A/N: Sorry for the short-ish chapter, everyone. I know that nothing much new happened, but it was kind of necessary to tie up all the events of the day.
So, a lot has happened over one day! Harry has had his first proper conversation with Allie, Allie has started to see him differently, Malfoy and Hermione are officially at war, but (SHOCK HORROR) everyone thinks they're flirting!
Whatever will the next day of camp bring?
Well, I want you to guess! In your review, if you can, try and guess an upcoming prank that Hermione or Malfoy will pull on each other, or any other theories you have on the story. If it's good I might even use it, since I don't have all the details of the story planned out yet!
Leave a review with your guess!