Camp Alsilicis
By bloomingfelton
Summary: In order to find their soulmates, everyone in the trio's 7th year is shipped off to Camp Alsilicis in the States. For six weeks they must survive along with other witches and wizards from all over and find their soulmate and future spouse. New characters and strange parings are added.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling, boy do I wish I was her!
Chapter 6
Harry's Gay!
"A girl," Harry answered.
"Nooo," Dean said sarcastically, "and forever I thought you were gay!"
Harry gave Dean a short forceful kick from underneath the table and Dean doubled over in pain clutching his pants' croch. "I am not gay!"
"Then how come you go Christmas shopping with Hermione?" Ron asked unsurely.
"We're just friends, and you're too busy at Honeydukes stuffing your face full with sweets. Annnnd, she helps me pick out stuff for you," Harry said.
"Rightttt," Dean said. Once again everyone was laughing except for Harry and Harry was becoming frusterated.
"I Am Not Gay!" Harry said loudly.
Just then, Harry's least favorite person in wht eworld walked up to the Gryffindor table with his followers.
"So, is it true? Princess Potter has finally admited to being gay?" Draco snickered.
"I am not –" but Hermione, who was still trying to catch her breath from laughing so hard, cut off Harry.
"What's – it – to – you – Ferret – boy? – You – interested?"
Draco shot Hermione an evil look but Hermione didn't flinch. Ever since Harry threw Draco's father into Azkaban at the end of 5th year, the Gryffindors and Ravenclaws treated him like scum. It seemed that everyone liked to think of Draco as the Sex God of Slytherin and didn't like to think of his family's side in the upcoming war. Only the Hufflepuffs were still afraid of him.
"Don't worry Granger, I wouldn't steal your boy toy. Now, if excuse me I have to complete a bet." Draco turned to Blaise Zabini who was standing next him. "Well, Potty's not gay. This will be interesting."
The Gryffindors looked at Blaise. Hermione shifted in her seat to look at Blaise who was standing in front of her. Blaise looked nervously over his left shoulder to see if there were any teachers around, but all were teaching classes. However, Hermione didn't notice this. She was too busy looking at Blaise's apperance. He was kind of like Harry. He had black and had a nice strong muscular body from Quidditch. But he had dark brown eyes with a tint of gold.
Hermione snaped out of her trance and was about to tell Draco and his gang to go and bother someone else when Blaise swooped down and kissed her. It took Hermione about two seconds to realize who was kissing her. She forcefully pushed him forcefully away, stood up, and slapped him across the face. Blaise grabbed his left cheek and sat down on the Ravenclaw bench behind him.
"Don't you ever do that again," Hermione yelled as Blaise let go of his cheek to see if it was bleeding to reveal Hermione's nail marks on the side of his face and Draco cried out in laughter.
"And I guess you put Zabini up to that?" Hermione asked Draco. But Draco didn't answer; he just doubled ouver from laughter. And before he could realize what was going on, Hermione raised her right hand and slapped him across the face, too, leaving the same mark on the same cheek as Blaise.
The grin wiped off Draco's face and turned into an angry glare, "Don't you ever touch me again, you filthy little mudblood."
Suddenly Harry and Ron stood up to defend Hermione. Harry whipped out his wand and pointed it at Draco's throat, which Draco tensed at.
"Hermione is not a mudblood."
And with that, Hermione, with Harry and Ron following, stormed out of the Great Hall. The trio silently walked up to the Head dorms which Draco and Hermione shared.
Until that scenario, Draco had been bareable the whole school year. Occasionally he called Hermione a mudblood but the rest of the time he just called her 'Hermione' following Dumbledore's rules of opposing house friendships and Hermione called Draco 'Draco' also. They were on good speaking terms and had helped each other with homework since they had to work with each other in every class and set examples for younger students.
Hermione reached the painting of the school founders and told them the password, castsus adamo, meaning pure love. The picture frame opened and Hermione stormed her way up the entry stairs up to the common room.
The Head dormitotties were nicer than any dorm, other than the professors, in the castle. The dorm was in its own round tower and it was three stories with a small staircase with the previous Head's paintings hanging on the walls that lead up to the main common room on the first floor.
The first floor consisted of a fireplace with a couch and two armchairs facing it, two desks facing each other sitting next to bookcases in the shape of an eye. On the outside of the bookcases there were four full-length portraits. There was one of a woman eating food that lead to the kitchens, another with a portrait of Fawkes that lead to Dumbledore's office but you had to tell Fawkes that you needed to see Dumbledore before you entered. The third portrait was of a Raven that led to the Ravenclaw's common room. And that last portrait was of a Badger that led to the Hufflepuff common room.
The second floor consisted of two closed off toilets and sinks, two showers, one large bath, and cubbies for belongings. It also contained two small individual staircases that lead to the Head Boy and Girl's bedroom, and two full-length portraits. One was a lion and lead to the Gryffindor common room and the second was of a serpant that lead to the Slytherin common room.
The third floor consisted of the Head Boy and Girl's bedrooms. Each room contained one king four poster bed, fireplace, chair, table, and desk, and a magical closet. Hermione's room was on the left and Draco's room was on the right.
Hermione ran all the way up to the bathroom, with Harry and Ron trailing behind. She grabbed her toothbrush, wet it, and began to furiously brush her teeth. Harry entered the room and Ron burst into the bathroom after him.
"I can't believe Malfoy and Zabini could place a bet like that!" Ron let out frustratedly. "What a bastard! Wouldn't you agree, Harry?"
"Hell ya! That was just wrong!" Harry agreed. All was silent for a minute except for the sound of a toothbrush scraping against teeth. "But it was really funny to see Malfoy's face after you slapped him for the second time, Hermione."
"Bloody hell, Herm, that was amazing!"
"Thanks guys," Hermione answered and hugged them after she finished brushing her teeth. "What would I do with out you two?"
"Probably be frustrated 'cause you wouldn't be helping us on our homework," Harry answered.
"Ya, homework," Ron agreed, "thank god we don't ever have to that ever again!"
"This calls for a toast," Harry said as he accio-ed three glasses and a bottle of champange. He poured a glass for Hermione, Ron, and himself.
All three raised their glasses.
"To our future," Hermione began.
"To no more homework," Ron added.
"To ourselves," Harry ended.
The trio drank to that.
"Everytime we toast to something," Hermione said, "I always think of that time in second year when we made the polyjuice in second year."
"And Hermione turned into a cat!" Ron added laughing.
"It wasn't funny, Ron. You wouldn't like to throw up furballs. It was disgusting!"
"But you have to admit it was just a tad funny, Herm," Harry said.
"I guess, but it was even funnier to see you to as Crabbe and Goyle!"
The trio sat in Hermione's room laughing about their younger days in school and remembering the past.
Author's Note: I totally realize that this was the lamest chapter ever! But I had real bad writer's block. It took me forever to actually think of stuff to put in this chapter. And, thank you to my bff who also helped with this chapter.