Chapter six Too much smoke

Hermione woke up to find herself sleeping on Draco's bed. It was already dark outside and she suspected it was almost time for dinner. She stood up and looked around, hoping to see Draco, but he wasn't there. She sighed and walked out of the room.

She ran into her own room so that she could change, as her clothes were wrinkled. She opened up her dresser to find that all of her clothes were already neatly put inside. She knew that it wouldn't be neat soon, as she was a total slob.

The brunnette pulled on a pair of baggy jeans and an orange tank top. She pulled on a blue hoodie and red flip flops. She just pulled her robes over her clothes and let it hang loosly at her sides. She hated wearing these disgusting school robes, they looked all school-y and funeral-y.

She serveyed herself in the mirror and after putting on her baby blue tank top instead of the orange she grabed her bag and headed for the common room. She ran downstairs and looked around, expecting to see a blond head turning to look at her from the armchairs, but she didn't see him.

The Head girl sighed and headed for the door that leads to the Great Hall. She stepped into the hall to find it practicly empty. She looked at the clock and noticed she had come fifteen minutes early, but she felt too much energy flowing in her to be able to sit in her room, after all, she had just slept all day.

Hermione looked around and noticed a placed in the corner of the Hall. It was smaller than the house tables and looked like it seated about, six people. She realized that it must be that table for the prefects and Heads Dumbledore was talking about, well, writing about.

She headed for that table instead and noticed that each chair had a different color. Two of them were bigger than the rest and were scarlet gold and the other silver green. The other four chairs were red, green, black and yellow. Hermione suspected that the big scarlet chair belonged to her and indeed there was a peice of paper on the chair with her name.

She gladly sat down and took out peice of paper and started to write a letter to Jeff. She kept on looking up as more and more students came in for dinner. Ginny, prefect of Griffindor and Padma, Ravenclaw prefect and Hannah, Hufflepuff prefect already came and seated themselves at the table. They all had changed over the years and were looking fine. Ginny had filled out in all the right places but still was pretty short. She had a pretty face and her once flaming red hair was now a soft strawberry.

Padma was taller than Ginny and had curly dark hair that reached to the top of her shoulders, she was a bit big boned but had a nice figure all the same. Hannah had dirty blond hair that reached to the middle of her back. She had a lot of frecles but looked very cute. She was just the right size, not too tall and not too short. All of them, Hermione had to admit, looked very attractive.

Hermione and Ginny hugged as they had became best of freinds a couple years back, and have been ever since. Hermione also got to know Hannah and Padma better and soon all of them were good freinds.

"So Ginny, how are things with Harry? Did you use the 'bend and snatch' thing?" Hermione asked, smiling slyly. Ginny blushed and shook her head.

"No no, I don't see how that is supposed to get a guy to like you. But, I did use the 'throw back hair and smirk' thing." she said and narrowed her eyes and gave a soft meow. Hermione laughed and patted her freind on the back.

"And? What did he do?" urged Hannah eagerly. Ginny looked at her, then at Padma then to Hermione, mysteriously.

"He opened his mouth and and dropped his books!" cried Ginny then burst out laughing. All the girls at the table practicly rolled off their chairs, doubled up in hysterics.

"Hello ladies, may I ask whats so funny?" asked a cool voice behind them. All the girls looked up to see a very handsome, tall guy with dark brown hair standing behind Ginny. Hannah, Ginny and Padma just gaped at him, dreamy looks on their faces while Hermione jumped up to greet him.

"Ah, you must be the Slitherin prefect, am I right?" she asked politly. The man just smiled and kissed her hand. Hermione giggled a bit but didn't blush, she was used to these kind of things as her father always 'introduced' her to her new 'freinds' she would be spending the night with. She shuddered at the thought.

"Yes, you must be Hermione Granger, Head Girl. Mark Hepride, Slytherin prefect at your service." he said and looked her up and down, widening his eyes as he spotted the places he liked. Hermione frowned and sat down again, completly ignoring him. He walked over to his seat wich was inbetween Hannah and Ginny.

"So, am I the only male prefect who will be here?" he asked as he examined Hannah who looked like a red beat by now. Hermione noticed that he was just that kind of guy her father forced her to 'play' with. She hated and depised her father for ever making her do that, but then again...he would have soled her to the first person who asked just to get enough money for...

Hermione gave a soft whimper at the horrid memory, earning herself some strange glances from her freinds. At the moment, two hands put themselves on her shoulders and started to massage them softly. Hermione smiled and relaxed herself.

The massage stopped and a very sexy looking blond guy sat down next to her, a grin on his face.

"I noticed your shoulders were strained. Whats up?" he asked taking the peice of paper with his name from under his bum. Hermione shrugged and looked at the people sitting with her. They all had strange expressions on their faces and were doubtlessly thinking they were a couple.

Hermione looked at Draco then back at them, and Draco understood.

"No no, we are not what you think we are. We're just freinds, no big deal." he said putting his hands up as if to surender. The girls just nodded, still unconvinced and smiled jealously at Hermione. Mark on the other hand, was grinning ear to ear. He must be glad that Draco, of all people would be sitting with him at the prefect table. Draco was actually very popular and most every student wanted to be his freind, even if it was just to be popular as well.

Draco smiled at him crookedly and nodded, as if he showed pity towards him. Mark just waved and gave another of his stupid suave remarks to Padma who giggled and blushed. Hermione snorted and looked at the Head's table.

All the teachers were already sitting and almost all the students were hear. Hermione heard the headmaster call out "liver and onions" and watched as the food appeared on his plate. Hermione grinned and informed her freinds that they could eat now.

One by one they ordered their favorite food, Ginny probably the weirdest dinner of all, mashed potatoes with ketchup and apple sauce, covered with a layer of boiled cabbage. The rest of them just gagged as they watched her dig in hungrily.

Padma ordered tomatoe soup and Hannah, to everyones disgust, boiled brocoli with mustard. Mark ordered a hamburger with onions and Draco ordered chicken. Everyone was staring anxiously at Hermione, curious to see what she would eat. She just smiled, shrugging her shoulders. She thought for a moment then said,"Tuna fish cassarole" and dug into her meal.

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"Oh shut up Hannah, I know you like Snape." said Draco nudging her in the ribs playfuly. Hannah frowned and folded her arms over her chest. She was just about to say something when Padma interupted.

"Oh no Draco, she doesn't like him she thinks that he is sweet and kind and hansome and sexy and-" she was cut off as Hannah jumped on top of her and started to strangle her. The rest of them cracked up and fell off their chairs.

Ever since their first dinner, Ginny, Padma, Hermione, Hannah, Mark and Draco had become very close freinds. You could say they were a pal group, a pack of buddies that went everywhere together. Draco was happier than he had ever been. He had some real freinds, that he could share his deepest secerets and laugh about the things he never could laugh about. He felt free.

The six freinds were presently in the library, mostly hanging out and goofing around. Draco was sure Hannah had a crush on Snape and was constantly teasing her.

"Oh leave the poor gal alone Draco. I'm sure Proffesor Snape somewhere very, very, very, deep in his soul, he really is a sex god as Hannah had put it." said Mark putting on a simpathetic look and patting his chest.

Hannah looked up from where she was killing Padma, and jumped on Mark instead, grabing his throat. Mark of course, was stronger than Hannah and turned her over and he was now on top of her, her hands pinned to her sides.

Hannah was yelling at the top of her lungs and before she could shout one more swear word at Mark, they found themselves sprawled onto each other in front of the library doors, with a very pissed looking Madam Pince.

She just shook her head one more time and closed the door. The prefects were all laughing at the time and couldn't get up. Hermione though, squeezed out of the heap and brushed herself off.

"Sorry you guys, smoke alert." she said while digging in her purse.

"You know Hermione, I think you should quit smoking." said Ginny, who had Draco's foot on top of her.

"Yeah, I know, but it isn't that easy." she said with a sigh.

"Hey, I could give you one of my sister's niqutine plasters if you want." said Mark with a muffled voice as his face was somewhere under Padma. Hermione just shook her head and waved before running off down the corridor.

The group started to get to their feet, with alot of 'ouch thats my head you idiot!' and 'hello? Could you get the fuck off my foot?' they were finally standing up and walking in the direction were Hermione ran off to.

They chatted and laughed until they got to the school exit. Draco pushed open the doors and saw Hermione blowing out smoke through her mouth. She looked up and saw them, she immediatly threw her cigarette to the ground and stamped on it.

"Hey guys, what's up?" she asked casually and went up to them. Ginny pinched her nose and took out her wand. "Critise Smelnise!" she said and pointed it at Hermione who was engolfed in a pink cloud of nice smelling mist.

They could hear her coughing and choking and as the smoke blew away she was clutching her throat and making choking sounds. Draco, Mark and the girls immediatly rushed to her side and patted her on the back, in effort to help her choke out whatever is bothering her.

Hermione's eyes turned white and she collapsed right into Draco's arms. Draco looked shocked and picked her up, sprinting to the infamary. The others followed but quikly fell behind as Draco was way too fast for them.

The very worried Head boy burst into the Hospital wing and ran up to Madam Pomfrey. The nurse gasped and took out her wand, levetating Hermione to the nearest bed. Hermione lay still and motionless, she was pale and was turning a soft shade of purple.

Madam Pomfrey opened the unconcious girl's mouth and poured in a orange liguid. In an instant Hermione coughed and choked, opening her eyes wide and looking confused. Pomfrey took out a weird machine and stuffed it into Hermione's mouth.

It made a buzzing sound and squeaked. The nurse took it out and pulled out a peice of paper. She shook her head disapprovingly and tsk tsked.

"Miss Granger, I beleive that you have been smoking a tad bit too long. I suspect you used the non-smell spell wich caused too much comotion in your lungs. The spell smoke, beleive it or not, is also not healthy, add that to your cigarette smoke and you might as well be digging your own grave." she said sternly.

Hermione looked ashamed and just nodded. But before she could do anything else the rest of her pals stumbled into the imfamary their chests heaving and were huffing and puffing. They saw Hermione and ran over to her.

"Oh gods Hermione! It was all my fault! I shouldn't used that spell on you." cried Ginny and burst into tears. Mark put a comforting arm around her and pulled her close.

"It's okay Ginny, I would of used the spell anyway and my lungs were a bit too full of gunk to start with." said Hermione soothingly, but caused Ginny to sob even harder.

"Oh Herms, I'll get those niquitine plasters from Ania, Mark's sister." said Padma and started to examing Hermione's arm so she would know were to plaster the niquitine. Hermione smiled and closed her eyes. This is not going to be easy...

a/n I was in such a good mood that I thought would upload two chapters instead of one, teehee! I hope you liked it! If I have any spelling mistakes then please tell me, I've been living in Poland for the past couple years and don't have much of an occasion to practice. Anyway, thanks to...wait, I already did the thank you's. Haha! Bye!