Posting early because I don't want to get in trouble for forgetting to post a disclaimer on the first chapter LOL. So...

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. :(

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Chapter 2: Sunday

Draco's POV

"What's next on the list Blaise?" Blaise was reading from the list of items we had to bring with us on this damn camping trip. Which I have to go on because my mother believes it would build character or some stupid thing like that.

Flashback to Saturday morning:

I was sipping my tea and munching on toast when I spotted my eagle owl gliding gracefully towards me in the Great Hall. It landed on the table and waited patiently as I retrieved my letter from it's leg. Blaise reached a hand out to stroke it's feathers but it nipped his hand and proceeded to turn it's beak into the air.

"Your owl's attitude is just as bad as yours." He said sourly, rubbing the wound. I ignored him.

I have to admit, only to myself, of course, that I was a tad nervous as I unfolded the expensive parchment.

Dearest Draconis, it read. I don't know why she always insisted on using my full name in letters when she wouldn't when she spoke to me. I continued to read.

I am sorry to hear that you do not want to attend this trip. However, I think it would be a good life experience for you. That is why I am refusing to attempt to remove you from it. I know that you will forgive me soon enough. Do try to have a good time, Dear.

All My Love, You Mother,

Narcissa

"All my love." I said mockingly. "If she loved me, she wouldn't subject me to this torture." I cast a quick Incendio on the letter and stormed from the hall.

End Flashback

"Five pairs of socks and under garments." I eyed him warily.

"Only five? But we'll be gone for seven days. What does he expect us to wear?" I was becoming more hysterical with every passing hour. The anticipation of being without my wand, being around and acting like muggles, plus the long flight, was doing it to me. I just know that this trip is going to be horrible.

"He probably expects us to wash them the way muggles do." Blaise said with disgust.

"Fuck. That. I'm taking ten pair of each." I gathered the twenty items from my drawers and piled them on my bed next to the other clothes I had to pack. We were given a duffel bag for all of our things and we weren't even allowed to shrink them before we packed. "Dammit, I don't think all of this will fit. Fine! I'll only take seven each." Blaise began laughing at me. I gave him one of my trade mark glares.

"I'm sorry Draco, but you are such a girl. Be a man and wallow in your own filth once in a while." At first I thought he might have been joking. The serious look on his face told me otherwise.

"I'm not even going to dignify that with a response." I am not a girl. Or girly. So I happen to like being clean. What is wrong with that?

"Do you think it will be a little fun? I mean, after we set everything up and we have free time to do whatever we want?" There was a hopeful tone to his voice. Blaise was always the optimist of the two of us.

"I don't know Blaise. We'll be spending a week in the woods with Potter and Weasley, after all."

"Isn't that like one of you're wet dreams becoming a reality though?" If I had been anything less than a Malfoy, I would have blushed.

"As if. Potter is attractive, yes. There's no denying that. That doesn't mean I want anything to do with him." I tried to sound convincing. I don't think he bought it.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night."

I probably should have thought of Potter when I tried to sleep that night. I could have wanked and then been too tired to think of anything else. But no, all I could think about is how truly awful this trip was going to be. The bugs will probably crawl into my ears when I'm sleeping and lay eggs in my brain. Are there bears in America? If so, ill most likely be mauled by one. Let's just hope there are no snakes...

Harry's POV

"Have you finished packing yet Harry?" Ron and Hermione were cuddled together on the couch so I got stuck with the slightly less comfortable arm chair. I was finishing up my Transfiguration's essay so Hermione could hand it in for me tomorrow.

"Yeah. I was done with that yesterday. I don't own much so I didn't have much to pack." I wasn't entirely focused on the conversation.

"Plus it's so much easier when you're being told what to pack." Ron said with a chuckle. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"What do you think tent arrangements will be like? Will you be able to bunk together?" I don't think there was a moment in this girl's life when she wasn't trying to find out some sort of information.

"The professor said that the tents would only hold two people at a time. We can bunk with who ever we want but he chooses where the tents will be placed."

"That seems fair to me." Of course it does. I mentally rolled my eyes. I do that a lot nowadays. Hopefully Professor Dagan isn't fair like Snape was fair and puts me with Malfoy. While he is gorgeous, he is also really bloody annoying. Always whining and complaining about something.

"How do you think Malfoy will act?" I said it with a grin on my face because I already knew their answers.

"Like the girl that he is." We all laughed. Until Hermione finally realized she had been insulted.

"Hey! What is that supposed to mean?" This is my cue to leave the two love birds. I do not want to be dragged into the middle of yet another fight between those two.

I went up to our dorm and tried to get some sleep. I stayed up most of the night though thinking of how the trip will be. All the possible things that could happen. Needless to say, I was excited! I've never experienced being out in the wilderness and not having to worry about Death Eaters and Voldemort. We'll be able to have campfires and go swimming. It will be nice to not have to worry about anything for once.

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