All's Well in Good Old, Muggle-Style Summer Camp.

Chapter 2

Harry stepped out of the train. He took it all it. A large grassy area complete with a few log-cabin buildings. Two of them were identical, very big; cabins which Harry assumed were the boy's and girl's dorms. There was a long building that was most likely the kitchen, and in the far back-round of the grounds was a huge lake. He sighed. No one had told anyone to leave their luggage on the train, so he pulled his trunk behind him. It was mid-day, to the sun beat down merrily on the site. Harry had absolutely no idea where they were, but where ever this place was, it was very woodsy.

Harry could see Dumbledore. The old wizard looked very odd in a completely muggle outfit. He wore a baseball cap, button-down shirt and kakis along with hiking boots. The site nearly rooted Harry where he stood. Dumbledore smiled at all the bewildered faces staring at him. "Isn't it funny," he began, "how much clothing can change our appearance?" He chuckled to himself. Dumbledore lead all the students into the kitchens where he flicked a beat up looking light switch. A couple of the pureblood wizards, including Ron and Draco, jumped when the lights came on above them.

Ron squinted as he looked up. "What are they?" he wondered in amazement. "They're like little, rectangular suns attached to the ceiling! Man, Dad would love it here!"

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Honestly, Ron. Have you ever been in a muggle house before? I'd think you would have prepared yourself before entering a muggle-style summer camp. I would have, if I were a pureblood."

"Yeah, well luckily I'm not you!" Ron scowled.

"Come on, lets sit down," Harry gestured toward one of the metal lunch-tables.

"And their tables look so weird!" Ron started up again. "Are they attached to the seat? Mental!"

They sat down on the bench of the table and talked until the rest of the students had taken a seat and Dumbledore stood up. Harry observed that all the other teachers were wearing Muggle outfits, including Snape, who looked severely disgruntled. Dumbledore, on the other hand, looked very pleased.

"Well," he began. "It appears that we all have made it. Since it is the first day, there won't be any classes; however, I will go over the rules. One of the most important rule is, NO sneaking into the cabin of the opposite sex. We plan on having a very fun summer, and if you break the rules, I'm afraid you won't have much of one. Another important rule: NO doing magic. You're not supposed to do magic over the holidays anyway, and just because you among Hogwarts students and staff does NOT mean that the rule is bended. Rule #3: you are expected to attend all the courses we have set up. You only have a few a days, and you get evenings and weekends off as usual. You will only be using your Hogwarts houses to divide all of you for your schedule. Now, as muggle summer camp meals go, grab a tray and have dinner!" A line quickly appeared along a window in the wall where they were served dinner. Harry and Hermione grabbed trays and got in line, but Ron was utterly lost.

"I'm never going to get used to this!" he complained.

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After dinner they were escorted to the dorms. Harry and Ron were, thus, forced to part with Hermione. They walked into the boy's cabin. The beds were cots in rows, which reminded Harry of some kind of boot camp. He and Ron chose the two beds closest to the door, which they were very displeased they had done so, because right next to them, Draco Malfoy was setting up his bed. "This is awful!" he ranted. "They don't even have proper bedding in this dump!"

"Oh, do us a favor and shut up!" Harry snarled.

"Well, he is right, I must say."

"Why don't you listen to your little friend their, this place is pathetic! I can't believe I'm actually here! I bet Dumbledore nagged my parents into sending me." Draco sat down on the bed.

As Harry lay there on his bed, he stared out the window and sighed and eventually drifted off to sleep.

Then, suddenly, he woke up. Lupin was waking everyone up. He heard Ron moan from the bed next to him. "Too...early...tired!"

Harry rubbed his eyes and sat up. There were at least 20 boys in the dorm, all waking up slowly. He got dressed into a t-shirt and jeans along with sneakers. He put his glasses on. "Come on, Ron," he said sleepily. "Let's go get some breakfast." As the two walked outside, they were officially woken up by Hermione, who sprung out of a nearby bush, at her target, also known as Harry and Ron.

"This is so exciting! I was up till late at night talking to Ginny about what I wanted to do while I'm here, and this summer will be so fun! Today we're starting classes! (At this Ron groaned) I think I'm going to write an extra-credit report about what muggles do at summer camp for Muggle Studies!" she squealed excitedly.

"Hermione, you could have done that any summer, you been to muggle summer camp before!" Ron pointed out. Hermione ignored him.

The trio made their way toward the cafeteria, where they sat down with some pancakes and bacon. Ron took a gulp of orange juice. "How can muggles stand this stuff?!" he wondered. "Pumpkin Juice is so much better." Professor McGonagall handed out schedules, where Harry discovered that Gryffindors (as they were still using houses for classes) had swimming lessons teamed up with Ravenclaws.

"Hhmmmm....oh great, our first lesson is with Snape." Harry said with disgust.

"Well at least the cool water will wake us up," Hermione said cheerfully, it appeared as though nothing could ruin her good mood. "You two are wearing your swim-suits underneath you clothing, right?" Harry gulped. He had forgotten that...but come on, was he supposed to be psychic? How should he know that they had swimming first? Did Snape even know how to swim? He was relieved to see that these thoughts seemed to have gone through Ron's mind as well, for he grabbed Harry's arm and the two of them bolted into the boys' dorm and put on swim suits. After finishing their breakfast, the Gryffindors and Ravenclaws walked toward the lake in the back of the sight. Harry and Ron tried as hard as they could to suppress their laughter at the sight of Snape, in putrid grey swimming trunks. For a very good reason, the sight, along with making him want to laugh, made him feel like he would regurgitate. He did not like that feeling.

Then, someone tapped him on the shoulder, he turned around, and Ginny and Luna stood their, ready to swim laughing. "Bet you three didn't expect to see us having a class with you, did you?" Ginny giggled. "Since there are so little people coming, we just are going with everyone in our house." Harry raised his eyebrows. Ginny and Luna walked off toward a Ravenclaw that Harry recognized as Terry Boot. Ginny was blushing a quite neon shade of magenta. It clashed horribly with her freckles and red hair. Harry turned to face Ron and Hermione again. Hermione was in her swim suit. Harry's stomach began to flutter with butterflies and he felt his cheeks burn.

Snape cleared his throat to get their attention. All the students turned to face him. Snape had one of the most revolted, poisonous faces Harry had ever seen him with on. His cheeks turned a tinge of red when all the faces by the lake stared at the crazy sight of Snape in a Speedo. A lot of those faces where trying hard not to laugh. Snape cleared his throat a second time. "While you are here," he started, "you will be learning to swim. A surprisingly small amount of wizards know how to, and you will not be leaving on the last day of camp until you have mastered it. If you are to unintelligent to learn how, you might be here until you are old enough to graduate Hogwarts. " His lip curled in Harry's direction, though Harry didn't mind, he vaguely knew how to swim. For what seemed like hours, Snape went through the basics of swimming, Hermione needlessly and fervently scribbling down as many notes as humanly possible. The potions master was actually much better at this subject than Harry expected.

After that they had exercising with McGonagall. The strict woman had her hair tied back as usual, and was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. They did a series of exercises that made Harry feel rather uncomfortable. Then she made them do laps around the camp site. Harry noticed that Ron looked like he would soon faint.

From there they went to botany with Professor Sprout, where they learned about muggle plants (Hermione writing notes at the speed of light). Then it was time for lunch. They sat down, very tired, on the bench. Ron seemed to be hyperventilating. Harry wiped sweat from his forehead. They gobbled down their lunch and sat there talking. Ginny and Luna came by. "Hello, Harry, Hermione, Ron." Luna said as though she had been reading their names off a list. Ginny, however, seemed distracted. She was looking past Harry's head. Harry turned around.

"What are you looking at?!" Ron demanded impatiently.

"Oh, she's only staring a Terry." Luna said plainly. "She likes him." A smile crept up Luna's face.

"Oh shut up Luna, I do not!" Ginny had come out of her trance. "I find him...interesting." She smiled warmly. "You know he says he's in a band..." she said dreamily. "He dreams of being just like the Weird Sisters...except better." Her eyes glazed over as she returned to staring.

"I told you," Luna said as though this were very boring. "She's obsessed. She likes his haircut. Ever since I introduced them she's gone mad." Luna was wearing earrings that were in the shapes of carrots. Harry, Hermione, Ron and Luna stared at Ginny.

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That night Harry lay on his bed when he heard a small rustling outside. He looked at the clock on the wall. It was exactly 12:00 am. The door creaked open and Harry saw Professor Trelawney walk in. She turned on the lights and let out a squeal of delight. "Wake up!" She clapped. "Wake up!" She kept this up until the entire dormitory was awake. Sleepy, but awake. Harry could see the girls outside, rubbing their eyes and looking disgruntled. "We must observe the skies!" Trelawney explained. "Astronomy!" The sleepy students followed her, much like zombies, to a large field in the camp site where they looked at stars through telescopes, and made star charts. Ron was surprised to discover that muggles made star charts, too. Professor Sinistra had joined them, too, as Astronomy was her specialty. After a half hour of "observing the skies", they were allowed to return to bed.

Harry had a dream that he was sitting next to the lake, under a tree. Snape was swimming around and Ginny was staring at Terry Boot. Hermione walked up to him, and smiled. Harry's stomach jolted nervously.

To be continued...