Chapter 2
Well here it is the second chapter in my stupid story. Yeah I know it makes no sense but what the heck!
It was their second week that Harry noticed that he hadn't had a good smoke in at least 2 days. "Hermione," he whined, "Can you make me some of that WIXARD WEED that Ron likes so much. I haven't even tried it yet and we've been here for like 5 kabillion days!!!!"
"Harry we have only been here for 2 weeks."
"Well it seems like a kabillion weeks!!!!"
"Harry, you're so intelligent," Hermione said in a flirtatious sort of way.
It was then that Harry realized that Hermione was really hot since her description fits that of the way too cute actor that plays her in the movies. He silently thought of things he would never have thought while sober. He knew he was with her while they were drunk but this feeling was real and he knew he was clean since Dumbledore seized his stash of Wizard Whiskey. He made up his mind something had to be done.
"Harry.Harry?" Hermione said waving her hand in front of his face which had sort of a O_O expression on his face. "Oh oh sorry about that," he said dazed and confused. "Don't think about the tit just try and do your breast..^_^" Hermione gave him an odd expression. "We were talking about Wizard Weed. Weren't we?" All the same a grin had crept onto her face at the thought. "I MEANT DON"T THINK ABOUT THE TEST JUST TRY AND DO YOUR BREST. I MEAN BEST!!!!!!!" "Wizard weed, Harry, Wizard Weed." "Oh." Harry was blushing like a mofo. "Sorry just a bit out of it today. And it has nothing to do with the LSD I stole from Ron yester...Oops...errrrrr."
LATER THAT NIGHT!
Harry slipped into the prefect bathroom silently. He knew that Hermione would be there soon. She was a prefect even in her young, drug addicted age and always came to freshen up at around 9 every night. Sometimes Millie came too but Harry knew she was in detention for the "misusing" of a yellow banana in the same bathroom only nights before. His mind wondered back to Hermione.
As he sat hidden in a stall he heard the door slowly creep open and a girl in a robe appear.
Well here it is the second chapter in my stupid story. Yeah I know it makes no sense but what the heck!
It was their second week that Harry noticed that he hadn't had a good smoke in at least 2 days. "Hermione," he whined, "Can you make me some of that WIXARD WEED that Ron likes so much. I haven't even tried it yet and we've been here for like 5 kabillion days!!!!"
"Harry we have only been here for 2 weeks."
"Well it seems like a kabillion weeks!!!!"
"Harry, you're so intelligent," Hermione said in a flirtatious sort of way.
It was then that Harry realized that Hermione was really hot since her description fits that of the way too cute actor that plays her in the movies. He silently thought of things he would never have thought while sober. He knew he was with her while they were drunk but this feeling was real and he knew he was clean since Dumbledore seized his stash of Wizard Whiskey. He made up his mind something had to be done.
"Harry.Harry?" Hermione said waving her hand in front of his face which had sort of a O_O expression on his face. "Oh oh sorry about that," he said dazed and confused. "Don't think about the tit just try and do your breast..^_^" Hermione gave him an odd expression. "We were talking about Wizard Weed. Weren't we?" All the same a grin had crept onto her face at the thought. "I MEANT DON"T THINK ABOUT THE TEST JUST TRY AND DO YOUR BREST. I MEAN BEST!!!!!!!" "Wizard weed, Harry, Wizard Weed." "Oh." Harry was blushing like a mofo. "Sorry just a bit out of it today. And it has nothing to do with the LSD I stole from Ron yester...Oops...errrrrr."
LATER THAT NIGHT!
Harry slipped into the prefect bathroom silently. He knew that Hermione would be there soon. She was a prefect even in her young, drug addicted age and always came to freshen up at around 9 every night. Sometimes Millie came too but Harry knew she was in detention for the "misusing" of a yellow banana in the same bathroom only nights before. His mind wondered back to Hermione.
As he sat hidden in a stall he heard the door slowly creep open and a girl in a robe appear.