Outside Our World

By: IcyAurora8

Rating: R

Pairings: Harry/Draco

Genre: Humor/Angst/Fluff/Slash

Summary: Sent to live in the muggle world for a half year, Draco and Harry encounter what they would have never believed possible: A life where the Harry Potter series of books really exists, based on none other than their own lives. How did they not know! New friends, new relationships, comedy and embarrassment enter the lives of the two boys as they adjust to their new secret. Of the Harry/Draco slash variety.

Warning: This is SLASH! In other words, there are male/male relationships. If you don't like, please don't read!

AN: Unfortunately, I do not own anything Harry Potter.

This is the first story I have written for any type of fanfic… so hopefully it is worthy! I would like to thank the person who started a story where the Harry Potter series was real for muggles, and the Hogwarts' students were forced to live in the muggle world. It was an unfinished story, and quite a few years old, but if the person who wrote this is out there, thank you! Ever since I read those few chapters, this idea has been eating me alive! I have yet to be able to find another story that is even near similar, so I decided that I would write the story I would love to read. Thank you again!

And on the final note… this story is pre - HBP. I don't think my story would work very well otherwise.

Chapter 3

Draco woke the next morning after a fitful night of sleep. He was not too happy about the new Muggle Studies project, but he did want to graduate so he would do it anyways. He knew almost nothing about muggles, and he had a feeling he would be relying on Potter quite a bit (which he was also not happy about). He just hoped that the place they would be living would be somewhat interesting. If all else fails at least Potter will amuse me. lj-cut text"Read the rest of it HERE!"

While he was gathering his personal items together to pack, his mind kept wandering back to the dark-haired boy. He had no doubt that the other boy would probably enjoy this school-required isolation from the wizarding world. He just hoped that they would make it through the next few months without killing each other.

Despite what everyone else at Hogwarts thought, Draco really didn't hate Potter. In fact, he held a little bit of respect for the other boy. Though, incidentally, that was part of the reason he disliked Potter. That damned respect. Malfoys weren't supposed to respect others; they were the ones to be respected (and feared). Potter just had to go and ruin that. At least Draco didn't respect him for something stupid like killing 'He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.' Well, okay, he partially respected him for that. There were only a handful of wizards in the world who had the strength to kill the evil bastard, much less a sixteen year old. But the rest of the respect was all about Harry.

Most of it was for the fact that no matter what happened, the boy still kept on going. He never quit, and Draco knew that if he had had to do even half the things the dark-haired boy did, he would have thrown in the gauntlet long ago. The final remainder of that respect was because Harry still had friends. No matter what dangers he faced or adventures he went on his friends were still there for him, and likewise he was there for each and every one of them. Though Draco hated to admit it, Weasley and Granger were lucky. Harry was out saving the world and still had time to be with those dear to him. Draco himself had never experienced that - saving the world or having close friends.

The blond-haired boy glanced at the clock and realized that he had less than twenty minutes to finish packing all his toiletries, get dressed (he still hadn't picked out his outfit for the day), and carry his things down to the Entrance Hall.

Draco spurred into action at once, haphazardly throwing his belongings into his trunk before grabbing a clean, navy button-down and blue jeans to wear. It wasn't his usual dress, but he figured it would probably be somewhat acceptable to muggle standards. With just a few minutes to spare he grabbed his two trunks and stumbled out the door.

While hurrying to the Entrance hall (Malfoys did not run, but they were never late) Draco let his mind wander once more. Much to his dismay, it went straight back to the green-eyed boy. Resigned to his immediate fate, he was determined to make this trip interesting, which having Potter around for company would no doubt help. Though, it wasn't like he would ever let anyone else know that he might actually be looking forward to living someplace new, especially since it was with Potter. He would just keep that to himself.

XOXOXOXOXOXOXO

The morning had so far gone smoothly, seeing how Harry was standing in the Entrance Hall a few minutes before the required meeting time and had already checked in his trunk with one of the Prefects in the corner. Once making sure the information was correct, Harry's trunk was stacked on top the pile of other students' trunks, all waiting to be flooed after the meeting.

Harry was rather bored because Ron was talking to Zabini, so his mind started to wonder where his partner was when the tall boy rounded the corner, looking slightly short of breath. He made his way across the hall and not-so-gently shoved his trunks at the Prefect taking care of the personal belongings. Well, he still acts like a Malfoy.

Harry snapped out of his thoughts as he saw the other boy walking towards him. He was surprised that Malfoy, of all people, looked almost normal (at lease by muggle standards.) Harry himself was dressed in jeans also, but the biggest difference was that Malfoy had dressed up (wearing a button-down), while he was lounging around in a red shirt that slightly clung to his upper body. Harry didn't know that the other boy even owned muggle clothes, but he decided that Malfoy looked good in them and not out of his element at all.

Harry started walking towards the taller boy, their paths converging near the center of the room. Before either one had a chance to say anything, the Headmaster spoke up.

"Now, I'm sure all of you are ready to head off to your new temporary homes, so I will make this short. Please see one of the four Prefects at the front of the hall to find out who your temporary guardian will be. Each couple will then enter the Great Hall and find their respective teacher, who will be sitting at one of the small breakfast tables near the front. Any final preparations will be discussed and/or made with your temporary guardian over breakfast, along with passing out any needed identification. You have until 9:00 AM to finalize the details and say goodbye to your friends. Please meet me back here no later than that because it will take a while to get everyone to their new location. Please now, enjoy your breakfast," the old man said. He smiled out over the crowd of students that were gathered in lines and decided he was immensely happy with the arrangements. If nothing else, he couldn't wait to read the essays the students would turn in after the Holiday. With a twinkle in his eyes, he glanced at the two archrivals of the school. Yes, he couldn't wait for the essays.

XOXOXOXOXO

The other students that weren't going on the exchange were allowed a free day, since most of their teachers were taking the traveling seventh years to their new destinations. The students that were staying had already finished breakfast and were saying good-bye to the students who were leaving as one group left the Great Hall while the other entered.

Harry and Ron both took a few minutes to make small talk with Hermione before she wished them both luck and gave each boy a hug. In that five minutes, the bushy-haired girl mentioned writing letters at least six times. As she left the hall, both boys separated to find their partners before meeting with their temporary guardians.

Remus Lupin (who had come back to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts the previous year) was waiting for the two boys at a small table near the front of the hall. He wasn't very happy about his adoptive-godson being paired with Lucius Malfoy's son, but there wasn't much he could do about it. He just hoped that everything would work out and neither boy would kill the other.

The werewolf finally spotted Harry coming towards him, the blond-haired boy in tow. The two exchanged smiles then hugs while Malfoy stood back, looking somewhat forlorn. Remus motioned for the two to sit at the table, and it didn't take long for the three to start eating the breakfasts set before them.

Harry spoke first. "Remy, I'm so glad that you are our teacher! I was starting to worry that I might have gotten Snape… Ugh." Harry's face scrunched up at the thought.

Remus laughed. "Well, now you don't have to worry."

Draco scowled. "You know, he's not that bad. You are just a git, so of course he is mean to you, Potter."

Harry glared at the boy. "Well, you're a git. And it still doesn't change the fact that I'm glad we don't have Snape as a guardian."

Malfoy huffed and looked like he was thinking of a retort. Not as quick as he used to be, Harry thought. He seems to be losing his edge.

Remus shook his head at the two, his wishful thinking from earlier flying straight out the window. He spoke up before things could get any worse. "Now, before I forget boys," the man looked at the two teenagers sitting across the table, "here is your new identification." The werewolf looked pointedly at the two boys and handed them their ID cards, credit cards and passports. "From now on, you are Davin and Jeremie, so don't forget it. You both cannot afford to slip up, especially since it could be potentially harmful to you." Both boys nodded their heads in understanding. "Also, here are your portkeys. If there is an emergency, just hold on to it and say 'Portus.' It will automatically transport you straight to the Infirmary here at Hogwarts."

The portkeys were rings that dangled from silver chains, so they could easily be worn around the neck. Each ring was made of silver, gold and bronze wire wrapped in an intricate design, which resembled a Celtic torgue necklace. Harry decided he wouldn't mind wearing the jewelry at all.

"Harry, you have a slightly bigger problem than anyone else, in relation to your status. Your scar. You are going to have to glamour it each day so that no one can see it. Actually, it will be Draco - I mean Davin's - job. It will last much longer if someone else casts the glamour on you rather than you trying to cast it on yourself while looking in a mirror. This will be the only allowed magic during your entire trip overseas. If the charm that we place on either of you picks up any magic stronger than this glamour, you both will fail. So please, you two, don't try anything, okay?"

Both boys nodded once again, then Draco spoke up. "Professor Lupin, when do we receive this charm?"

"Actually, I can do it right now, if you would like."

"Alright," Harry said. "Charm away."

It only took a few seconds, a few mumbled words, and a wave of the professor's wand to complete the spell. He followed the charm with a quick glamour spell to hide Harry's scar.

"Remy, what charm did you say?" Harry asked, eyes inquisitive.

Remus chuckled. "Like I would tell you," he said, smiling. "There was a reason I spoke it quietly, so you wouldn't be able to figure it out, much less reverse it."

Draco actually smiled at that statement, flattered that the older man thought Harry or he himself would actually try to reverse the charm. Well, he knew he would, he wasn't sure about Harry. Draco didn't know that Harry's friends would have said otherwise.

'Draco, I'm assuming you know the glamour." The boy nodded his head in response to the professor, whom nodded confirmation back.

As the three continued to eat, Remus explained many of the finer points of the project. "Obviously, you will be given a tour of the apartment when we arrive, and I will also show you the school before I leave. You both will have two days to get settled in, and I would suggest that you each try to find a job. I know the school you will be attending has a list of local companies that need help. They are usually smaller end jobs, like clothing stores and coffee shops, but it will fulfill the requirement on the assignment sheet." The man handed two sheets to the respective boys and they glanced over them.

"Grocery shopping? Washing dishes? Doing laundry at a Laundromat? Obtaining a C or better in all classes? What is all this stuff?" asked Draco, looking clearly confused.

"Well, this is your assignment sheet. The charm placed on you will keep track of each assignment you complete that's listed, placing a mark next to each one as it's completed. I don't have the time to explain everything on it right now, but I'm sure Harry would be more than happy to help you. Do you have any other questions?"

Harry nodded while Draco continued to stare at the offending sheet of paper in front of him. "Yeah, when do we get our assignments for our other classes?" he asked.

"Every Friday evening, at 8:00 PM, I will contact you through the Floo to give you any new assignments and for you two to hand in any completed ones. You will receive one assignment a week from each of your other classes, most likely an essay. You won't have to worry about any homework until next week though; we don't want to overload anyone while they are adjusting," Remus explained.

Harry smiled at that thought, wondering how well Malfoy would be able to adjust. He snuck a glance at the boy sitting next to him and found that he was still staring at the paper in front of him, scowl firmly in place. Harry couldn't help cracking another smile.

Remus returned it, knowing exactly what the boy was thinking. "Alright, since it is five minutes to nine, finish up so we can meet the Headmaster in the Entrance Hall."

XOXOXOXOXO

There were eleven groups of teenagers going all over the world. Since Harry, Draco, Ron, and Blaise (the last couple seemed to be getting along fairly well) were the only ones going to North America (which also happened to be one of the furthest places away) they wouldn't get to leave the school until after everyone else had departed. Each group would Floo to a safe location near their new flats, then take muggle transportation the rest of the way. They couldn't very well just show up inside the living quarters without talking to the landlord first. Their trunks had already been floo'ed, or as far as the muggles knew, shipped, directly to their respective flats.

While they were standing around waiting, Draco asked the question he had been pondering all throughout breakfast. "Potter, what is a Laundromat?"

Harry laughed, rather amused at how confused Draco looked. He thought that the look definitely suited his face better than a sneer. "Well, a Laundromat is a place where there are washing machines and dryers, and you pay to do your laundry there."

"But what are washing machines? And dryers? And why would you pay?"

"Well, you put your dirty clothes and some soap into the washing machine, and put money in it to turn it on, which then makes it spin around with a bunch of water which gets all soapy and cleans your clothes. Once that is done, you put your wet clothes in the dryer and put money in that to turn it on, which then heats up and spins, to dry your things." Harry explained.

"Oh…" the blond-haired boy said, like he understood. Harry thought he still looked rather confused.

"Don't worry, I'll explain it when we get there."

"Oh, alright. Thanks, I guess," Draco said.

Harry was shocked. He didn't think he'd ever heard Malfoy thank him. The other boy had been pretty quiet so far, except for a few snarky comments here and there, and Harry was starting to wonder if this trip would turn out okay after all (at least, hopefully, the other boy wouldn't try to beat the crap out of him).

Draco shook his head and mumbled something to himself, which Harry didn't catch. "What did you say, Malfoy?"

"Nothing, I was just wondering what those 'C' things were," he said.

Ron and Blaise had finally quit talking and turned to the other boys' conversation, interested in the topic also.

"Um, well I only went to muggle school for a few years, so I don't know a whole lot about the grades. I would say that a 'C' is about the same as our 'Acceptable,'" Harry said. "I'm just hoping none of our classes are so hard that we'd fail them."

All the other boys nodded their heads in agreement. They wouldn't be able to pass their Muggle Studies class if they failed to complete something on the assignment list, and getting passing grades was one of those things. A moment later one of the Ravenclaw Prefects called out 'Quebec' and it was time for Ron and Blaise to go.

Blaise walked over to Draco, his dorm mate, to say goodbye while Harry and Ron looked at each other, Ron with his hand held out as if to shake. Harry shook his head at his friend's outstretched hand and instead grabbed the boy to hug him.

"I'm going to miss you mate. Make sure that you write me okay?" Ron said, hugging Harry back.

"Don't worry. I won't forget, and even if I did, I doubt that Hermione would fail to remind me." The two boys smiled at each other and laughed, understanding exactly just how far their female friend would go to make sure the three of them stayed in contact.

Ron collected Blaise and walked across the Entrance Hall to the waiting Prefect, Headmaster, and Professor Flitwick, their temporary guardian. He waved over his shoulder to Harry before following the others into the Floo and was on his way to Quebec.

Harry looked to Draco and shrugged. The blond boy started across the hall towards Professor Lupin, and Harry gathered his wits and followed. Once there, they waited until the Headmaster gave word that it was okay to Floo.

"Have a good trip, boys," Dumbledore wished.

Draco nodded and stepped into the Floo, following Remus who had gone first.

"Thanks Professor," Harry said to the Headmaster, before taking a deep breath and stepping into the fire. When he landed and opened his eyes, all he could see was darkness.

MWUAHAHAHA I just felt like being REALLY mean there. Thankyou to everyone who reviewed, it's what keeps us writers going. Also, big thanks to my lovely betas for this chapter, Raven and Michelle.

Lots of love until the next chapter!