Chapter 7- A Hogwarts Hangover.
Malfoy yawned and stretched out his arms. The sun was peeking in through the curtains drawn around his four poster bed.
He felt someone next to him. They were moving. He turned his head to find Joanne brushing the hair out of her face and then rolling over in her sleep.
Malfoy had no recollection of what happened the previous night. Had he done what he thought he had done? And if so how many times had he done it?
He felt something stirring on his other side. Was it someone else. He turned to his right and came face to face with…
"AHHHH!!!"
Malfoy shot up in bed. It had just been a dream. His bed was empty. He lay back down and pulled the covers over his head.
Suddenly he felt clod air creeping in under the sheets. His covers had been torn off. He opened his eyes face to face with it again.
"AHHHHH!"
His eyes opened suddenly. It was all a dream. He looked around his bed. This time they were everywhere. Some still sleeping others rubbing their eyes as they woke up.
"AHHHHHHHH!!!!"
Breathing deeply and quickly Malfoy sprang out of bed. He lifted the blankets, nothing.
He looked around the Slytherin dormitory.
"It was just a dream" he told himself.
His head was pounding. "How much did I have to drink " He massaged his sore head.
He couldn't remember much of last night. Had it all been just a twisted dream?
"Owwww, my head" Ron moaned.
"I know what you mean, it feels like a bloody jackhammer's in my head", Dean added.
The usual chatter in the great Hall at breakfast was almost unbearable.
Dean, Seamus, Ron and Hermione all had hangovers.
"Does anyone remember what we did last night?" Seamus asked.
"I remember the dares started with a couple of beers but the rest is just a blur" Dean said.
"Seeing as you two woke up in bed together maybe it's a good thing you don't remember" Hermione said.
"We weren't the only one's" Seamus jerked his head towards Harry and Elisabeth walking in. Harry was whispering in her ear and she was quietly laughing.
"Mornin" Grinned Ron as Harry took a seat next to him.
Elisabeth sat across from them next to Hermione.
"Sleep well" Hermione asked sarcastically.
"Not really" Harry said smiling at Elisabeth.
BANG! Neville who was sitting at the other end of the table closest to Seamus had just tripped over the seat getting up.
"Owwww!" Seamus howled patting his head. He was followed by five more ow's.
"Hi Ronnikins" Ginny called in Ron's ear.
"Owwww GIN!" Ron complained. He was followed by five more ow's.
Why are you guys owing for?" Ron asked looking at the five holding their heads in pain.
"That hurt" Elisabeth said angrily.
"She said it in my ear" Ron said looking for some sympathy.
"It still hurt" Harry said.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes I'm sure"
"You woke up by yourself?"
"Yes I did."
"And you didn't have any weird dreams?"
"No"
Malfoy was tense. Joanne and he walked in silence the rest of the way to breakfast. Then she spoke. "Is everything alright Draco?"
"Uh YeAh, fine" His voice sounded as if it was breaking.
"Really?" She raised her eyebrows studying his hands that were fidgeting irritably.
"You have to promise not to say anything", he whispered as they entered the Great Hall. Joanne smiled over at the six Gryffindors who all looked over and gave pained smiles back as they rubbed their heads.
"What were you saying?" Joanne looked back at Malfoy who still looked tense.
"Well I've been having these dreams about… SHIT!" He dropped his goblet on the table. "That coffee is bloody hot!"
"Ahhh, loud noises" Joanne reminded him kneading her head.
"OW!"
"OW!"
"OW!"
"OW!"
"OW!"
"OW!"
Came six voices form the Gryffindor table.
"That was strange" Joanne muttered. " You were saying?"
"These dreams, well they're more like nightmares" He stopped, Joanne was running her hands down Malfoy's side. Down further and further. Pansy Parkinson got up with a "HUMPH!" and left.
Having a thing for Malfoy she was insanely jealous when Joanne became the new object of Malfoy's affection. She had taken to being extra harsh towards her. She flung all of Joanne's clothes out of her trunk around the common room last night, and had made it a habit to have her foot stuck out whenever Joanne walked past.
Joanne laughed wickedly. "Got ya, stupid bitch! Sorry go on" She turned back to Malfoy, hands to herself.
"These nightmares, well they're always of the same thing"
"And what's that?"
Malfoy whispered in her ear.
"What didn't hear you?"
He whispered again this time more fiercely.
"Oats?" Joanne asked perplexed.
"GOATS!" Malfoy said exasperated.
"Ohh Goats"
"I've never told any one this but I have a horrible phobia of goats. I keep finding myself waking up in bed with them. They're everywhere you want to be!"
"Maybe you should see Madam Promfrey?"
"No! I cant tell anyone about this! Promise me you wont say anything?"
Joanne nodded.
"I just don't want to be alone right now" Malfoy said in a tiny voice.
Now look directly at your bowl and pronounce the words, Flamero liquid-o" Professor Flitwick squeaked.
Harry and Ron were working together but so far had only managed to produce a few glittering sparks on their bowl of water. They were supposed to be forming a fire on top of the water.
"Nobody told me hangovers lasted this long" Ron growled as he managed to make the water smoke.
"I didn't even have that much to drink and my heads still bangin" Harry said.
"It's not just us. Everyone's got it. Even Mione and she had the least out of OW!" Ron grabbed his head.
So did Harry.
"OW!" Hermione and Elisabeth were moaning.
"OW!" So were Seamus and Dean from the far corner.
Everyone stared at them.
"Is there a problem" Professor Flitwick asked politely.
But just then Neville's bowl caught fire and Professor Flitwick hurried over to put it out.
"Strange" Harry muttered as all six looked at one another.
Luckily the bell rang and the Gryffindors made their way to History.
While bustling through the corridor past the dozens of students Harry spotted Malfoy. His robes were torn and he looked like something had exploded near him.
"What happened to you?" Harry said looking him up and down.
"didn't do much for my hangover. Its still there and it still hurts when loud noises are made."
"Mine too" Harry said puzzled. "I'll see ya later then Ferret"
"Not if I see your scar first"