Ok, well, this is my first story-thingy here, so constructive criticism is good. Flames will be used to roast marshmallows.
I like purple turkeys. They will eat you're flesh. This should be fun.
summery: The HP crew gets sent to my camp for a muggle studies project. Lots of screaming.
Oh. If you are reading this… I don't own it. This is FAN fiction. Do you see the FAN in there?
"I HAVE TO WHAT?" asked one very annoyed Draco Malfoy. He was, at the moment in the headmaster's office at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry along with Harry Potter, Ron Weasly, Hermione Granger, Luna Lovegod, Neville Longbottem, and, heaven forbid, Dudley Dursley.
"There is no way I am spending tow weeks in some bloody American muggle camp with all you mudbloods! Just wait till my father hears about this!" Draco yelled
"You're father is in Azkaban, in case you have forgotten." Harry replied icily, then turned to Dumbledore "although I do, for once ,agree with Malfoy. Why do we have to go to this camp, and with them of all people?"
"Well… I thought it would be a fun learning experience. This also is at a school, so you will be able to experience the muggle style of schooling." Dumbledore answered
"That doesn't explain Dudley though."
"it was this or jail."
"oh."
"so it's settled. You leave in one hour. There will be four children coming to pick you up at the airport. Their names are Robin, Brie, Jameelah, and Sarah. They know about you, so you will be able to use magic around them, this is worth 50 of you're grade, so don't run away or anything. Have fun!" those who had been quiet before were now talking loudly and occasionally shooting spells at one another. The last comment heard is
"there is no way in hell I am going to that camp."(Ron)
10 hours later, with the others
(or about that, I have no clue how long it takes to get from England to Massachusetts.)
"why the hell do you get to drive?" Brie asked
"'Cause I'm oldest." Sarah replied, driving the car in the wrong lane, ignoring the angry drivers. It was 2 in the morning, and they were all hyper, and not drunk. Insane, but still not drunk.
"No you aren't, I am" Replied Jameelah
"Well then, 'cause I have a license and you don't." Sarah said
"How the hell did that happen?" Brie asked
"I have a New Hampshire residence, and I got my permit 6 months before any of you." She retaliated.
"No, that's not what she meant. She was saying HOW THE HELL DID YOU EVER PASS YOU'RE DRIVING TEST?" Jameelah asked
"I passed… I just did what Jameelah dose with German… I barley passed. 71 oh yeah!" Sarah yelled while swerving an oncoming truck.
"Sarah?" asked a shaky voice from the back
"Yeah robin, what'cha want?"
"two things. One you needed a 75 to pass. Two I know we have been friends for a long time, so because of this, I beg of you, if any of these people are better at driving than you… let them drive."
"oh. Well that's surprising. It might have had something to do with the death threats then. And, no. I want to drive on the way back, and none of them have a license." She asked as she swung into a parking space the wrong way, crashing into about 2 cars on the way.
"Well everyone out, were here!" said the oddly hyper girl. The other three slowly climbed out, looking a bit green.
"Holy shit, we're late! Come on!" she then proceeded to skip in with an evil grin on her face.
Well, that's all for now
R+R
If I get one good review we get to see what happens in the car on the way back. Malfoy gets carsick.
Sarah
