"Well I have to go to the prefects meeting…" Hermione suddenly proclaimed, standing up abruptly. The other three pairs of eyes looked up at her. Ron and Hermione had just got done with a fight, the tension in the air was so thick you could cut it with a knife. After saying this she threw him a dirty look and huffed out of the compartment. Harry and Ginny looked at each other and shook their heads before Harry turned to Ron to talk, completely tuning Ginny out. With a roll of her eyes she began standing, grabbing her trunk as she straitened up.

"Where are you going?" Ron snapped, looking up at her.

"Places." She threw a smirk at him and walked out before he could reply. She made her way slowly to the end of the train, walking at her own pace, ignoring the huffs of people behind her if she were going to slow for them. The red head made it to the end of the train, to an empty compartment that no one used. After sliding the door open, a soft smile spread across her lips as her eyes fell on the girl across from her. "Smoking is bad for you…" She murmured to her best friend, Keira, who sat on one of the benches; window open and a fag resting lightly between her fingers, as if it were about to drop.

"Right right…that's rich coming from you." Her friend retorted in her thick Irish accent, a smile also breaking across her plump pink lips.

A laugh bubbled from Ginny's lips as she threw her trunk up into the racks above, and sat down, lighting her own cigarette and taking a long drag off of it. "You know love, we're going to have to quit these someday." She said, lifting her hand in indication of the cancer stick between her fingers.

Her friend snickered, "No we don't. How long have we been smoking for Gin, like two years? I say fuck it. If these don't kill us something else will."

Ginny smirked, "Touche." The two girls fell into a comfortable conversation about how their summers' had been, even though they'd already talked about it through letters, it just wasn't the same. After a while the two fell into silence, both of them having lit another fag.

The light outside the window was beginning to fade, which indicated the two girls needed to begin changing into their school robes. They both maneuvered their trunks down easily, not once burning themselves on the lit cigarettes balancing precariously between their lips. Ginny had her school skirt on and her white button down on, hanging open, not yet buttoned up and the same with Keira when the compartment door slid open, both pairs of eyes looked up to the intruder. The red head raised an eyebrow as Draco Malfoy strolled in, silently. He smirked to the two of them and sat down next to where Keira had been sitting and across from Ginny. He nodded to the two before pulling out his own pack of cigarettes and lighting one for himself. The two girls shared a look before a smirk tugged at both their lips and they finished dressing and sat down to finish up what was left of their fags.

The three sat in a comfortable silence for a while, all three of them having finished their cigarettes.

"Who knew I would get to entertain my little habit, and get a show all in one train ride…" Draco thought to himself with a smirk.

Suddenly a harsh voice was heard outside of their compartment, "Draco baby! Draky!" it shrilled. An almost silent sigh escaped the blonde's lips before he turned his eyes to the door that was now sliding open.

"Parkinson, how many times have I told you not to call me those names?" he said coldly as he stood, "Ladies." He nodded to the two still in the compartment , a smirk on his pale pink lips, and brushed past Pansy to walk out into the hallway.

"Draco why were you sitting with them? And why do you smell like, ugh, cigarette smoke?"

"I wanted away from you Parkinson." Keira and Ginny heard a shriek of outrage after Malfoy had said this and the two started laughing.