"Shut up, Mudblood!"
"Sod off, Malferret!"
"I'll go away when I want to, Granger! You can't order me around, Mudblood! Get it through your ugly, bushy head!"
"Well, I'll shut up when I want to, Malfoy!"
"Why you little-"
"ENOUGH!" An exasperated, highly irritated voice shouted. Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger turned and regarded the Head Girl, Angelina. "Enough! All year you two have been at each other's throats! You haven't been able to work together once! You're prefects, for god's sake! And you're in your sixth year! I've had enough of trying to break up your endless rows and I'm tired of your behavior. You obviously won't listen to me, god knows I've tried all year, well, I'm going to see Professor Dumbledore. Maybe you'll listen to him." She said and with that she turned and walked away.
"See what you did Mudblood?"
"I did? You did two! I don't think I was yelling at myself!"
"It wouldn't surprise me!"
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Just like I said it! Or are you to dumb to understand that, Mudblood? Listen, if I get in trouble because of you, I'll hex you off the ends of this earth!"
"Oooo! Scary, Malfoy! Maybe you'll turn into a ferret and squeak at me! Oh wait you already did that!"
"Watch it, Mudblood!" He growled. They exchanged looks of pure hatred before storming away from each other.
They met Dumbledore in his office later that day. They sat in two chairs in front of his desk. He stared at the two teenagers over his half moon glasses. He stood up and stood in front of his desk, his penetrating blue stare making Hermione squirm.
"I'm very disappointed in you two. You were chosen as prefects to set an example for the rest of the students. You're conduct this past year has been completely unacceptable and very childish. I'm afraid I'm going to have to punish you both. The normal sentence won't due, Angelina has informed me that she has taken off a large number of points from both your houses but it doesn't help. Therefore for one week you will go to Camp Friendship and sort out your problems with each other. After that, you will spend half your summer at the other's house. I hope this will make you understand each other. Your parent's have already been informed and they will send you a suitcase full of the appropriate clothing for this camp." Dumbledore looked at them sadly before making his way behind his desk again. "You are dismissed." He said with a weary sigh. Draco and Hermione stood up and walked back down the revolving staircase. Outside the gargoyle, Draco turned to look at her.
"Great, now I have to spend a whole summer with you. Just don't get your disgusting germs on me." Draco sneered.
"Don't be such a spoiled brat, Malfoy! I'm not happy about spending my summer with you either!" She growled. Before he could say anything else she stomped away. She found Harry and Ron sitting by the fireplace playing wizards chess. They smiled at her as she walked in but they frowned when they saw her angry expression.
"What is it? What happened?" Ron asked. She plopped into the large red armchair angrily.
"Uh! Dumbledore's punished us. Malfoy and I have to spend a whole summer together so we can sort out our problems, or whatever. This is horrible! I mean, he has to live in my house for god's sake!" Hermione cried. Harry winced in sympathy. Ron's face went red in fury.
"What? That's mad! You'll kill each other! Wait in your house? Is he going to sleep in your room?" He demanded with a strange expression in his voice.
"No, Ron, we do have other rooms in my house. Like a guest bedroom?" Hermione said with an exasperated look. "Well, I have to go to bed, I'm really tired. I'll see you all tomorrow." She said and she hurried up the stairs to her dormitory before Ron could come up with another stupid thing to say.
"Oh my god! I just heard that you have to spend the whole summer with Draco Malfoy! You're so lucky! He's, like, the hottest guy in school!" Lavender cried from where she was sitting on her bed. Hermione rolled her eyes.
"Sure. Whatever. Very lucky." Hermione muttered as she changed into her crimson pajamas. She crawled into her bed and soon she was fast asleep.
The next morning was a Sunday. It was also the last day of school and Hermione felt rather sad to leave her friends. She got a letter at lunch from Dumbledore informing her that somebody would pick them up at King's Cross to take them to the camp. After the week was over they would go to Draco's house before finally going to Hermione's home. Hermione's suitcase was The day went by quickly and the farewell feast was delicious. Though it tasted bitter to Hermione who was dreading the upcoming summer. The following day they all went down to the Hogsmead station in the carriages and loaded into the train. The ride to King's Cross station was completely uneventful. Harry and Ron talked about Quidditch the whole time and Hermione was half glad when the red train pulled up into the station. She bid farewell to her friends and to Crookshanks, who she had left in Ginny's care since she didn't think the cat would like Malfoy, before walking over to where Draco was standing.
"Are you done saying good bye to Potty and his sidekick?" He demanded angrily. She smirked.
"Oh, yes, but Parkinson doesn't seem to be done with you." She said sweetly motioning with her chin to the figure behind him. He whirled around and was nearly knocked over by the ugly girl as she ran into his arms.
"Oh Drakey! It's horrible! I just found out you have to spend the whole summer with the ugly Mudblood Granger!" She whined. Draco's face contorted into a look of disgust and he pushed her away roughly.
"Uh! Get off me, Pansy! Stay the hell away from me!" He growled. Her lower lip trembled and he backpedaled away quickly and clamped his hands to his ears. A split second later, Hermione knew why. An ear piercing wail filled the air around them and everyone looked over to see what the source of the sound was. Draco grabbed Hermione's upper arm and dragged her, along with his trolley, out through the magical barrier. The sounds of Pansy crying immediately ceased and Hermione gave a sigh of relief. She readjusted her suitcase and trunk. They saw Hagrid waiting on the other side. He smiled. He motioned for them to follow him and they went to a large ministry car. It drove them to a small airport at the edge of London.
"Alrigh' ye two. This plane's been magicked to go faster. You'll be in America in two hours. There'll be someone waiting for you there." He said handing them two tickets. Hermione looked up to bid goodbye but he was already gone. They got onto the plane and Draco seemed bothered by the closed compartments.
"What's the problem, ferret boy? To like your cage at home?" She snarled as she plopped into the seat. He glared at her.
"Just wait till you come to the Malfoy Manor. You'll get lost in a second, mudblood." He growled as he took the seat furthest from hers. She pulled out a book and started to read. The plane took off and Hermione watched as he pressed his face to the window. A couple minutes later a soft drowsiness over came her and she fell asleep. She awoke when a sharp voice on the intercom announced that they were approaching. Hermione put her book away and noticed Draco had also fallen asleep. He looked very innocent when he was asleep.
"Malfoy, wake up! We're almost there." She said kicking him hard in the shins. He grunted and rubbed his eyes wearily. For a second his face was kind then it hardened into the cold, ruthless expression he always wore. He glared at her.
"Don't ever touch me again, you useless mudblood." He hissed. She glared at him for a second.
"You're not worth my anger, Malfoy." She said condescendingly. Draco huffed loudly. They plane soon landed and they got out. Their luggage was loaded onto some trolleys and they walked to the entrance of the airport, which was very similar to the one they had just left.
"So where is the person supposed to meet us?" Hermione asked. Draco opened his mouth to answer but a loud voice interrupted him.
"Oy! Are ye Draco Granger and Hermia Malfoy?" The middle-aged man near them asked in a thick southern accent. He had a large badge on his chest that read 'CAMP FRIENDSHIP'.
"It's Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger." Draco snarled. The man beamed happily.
"That's great kid! Just wonderful! Now, come on. Let's go." He said and hurried away. As Draco and Hermione followed at a slower pace, Hermione turned to face the tall Slytherin.
"Why, Draco! I'm touched you know my first name! I thought you'd forgotten after all these years of calling me Mudblood!" She said with feigned joy. A strange expression passed in his silver-grey eyes before they hardened.
"Sod off, Granger." He said and pushed ahead of her. She laughed. Perhaps this summer wouldn't be so bad, pushing Draco's button sure was fun.