a/n I am truely very very very sorry for not updating for so damn long! You guys have to understand that have loads and LOADS of studying and homework to do. My teachers are all asses and they give lots of homework. Literally when you put all my homework together into a pile, it's seriously at least five inches high. Okay, right now I have a bit of time and I will devote it to you guys who have been patiently (I hope) have been waiting for this chappie! Onward me lads!

Chapter five

Hermione without warning shot up a hand and covered it over Draco's mouth to keep him quiet. The whole club was silent, only the foorsteps of the three intruders was heard from above. Their feet casting shadows through the cracks of the floor boards, making them all look ghostly and malicious.

Draco was scared out of his skin. Beads of sweat were running down his forehead and was fumbling with his hands franticly. If his father finds out were and what he had been doing! What would mother say? He would be a disgrace to the family name!

Hermione noticed his tension and slid her hand soothingly from his mouth, down his neck, then slid it around his shoulders pulling him to her. He looked at her, suprised, she just smiled and winked before whispering, barely making a sound soflty into his ear.

"Don't worry kid, have fun." and she pulled away. Draco mentally slapped himself for being such a wimp, let alone show it! Malfoys don't show emotions! Espeacially fright! He frowned and without meaning to, huffed with frusteration.

The people above them shouted with triumphf and opened the trapdoor to find a bunch of teens all huddled together in a small chamber. For a few seconds they just stared at the coppers and they stared back.

Then all of the sudden everyone screamed bloody murder and went frantic and pushing past the police who were also screaming with fright! Everbody was pushing past tables and chairs, all running around and tripping, screaming like hell in the process.

Hermione pushed a copper aside, causing him to fall backwards and straight onto the bar ladder and he tumbled over it and was now out of sight. Hermione yelled happily, she had just gotten rids of one copper, two to go.

She grabed Draco's hand and started pulling him towards the door dodging a flying chair as it whizzed by them. Some of their people had already gotten out, but not before having some fun in the chaos that was now in the club.

Now people had turned on the music and were dancing on the turned over tables, stripping while pouring beer over themselves. Hermione laughed and left Draco in one corner, away from harm.

She trotted around the club, getting everyone from their camp. She even had to get onto a table to fetch Maple and Capster who were half naked. She pulled them over and literally threw them outside shouting at them to run like goddamn bastards over to the bus.

Once everyone was safely out, and the coppers were all out cold, Hermione ran back to Draco, picking up a glass of beer on the way wich was on one of the tables untouched, and took his hand in hers and together they followed the others who were howling and singing in front of them as they made their way back to the bus.

Draco all this time kept quiet and rather stiff. He felt left out, like a little kid at a big kid game, just standing in a cornerm watching and wishing he could be older so he could play. Hermione gulped down her beer as she ran and threw her glass with extra strength, shattering in on the ground.

She laughed and sang, completly oblivious to the fact that they risked getting kicked out of the camp by coppers. They reached the spot were the bus was parked, just to see it already halfway down the road, ziggzagging as it went.

"Holy shit! The bastards left without us!" she cried and began to run after the bus, waving her hands in the air. They ran in vain for some time, just watching the bus get smaller and smaller in the distance until their legs could run no longer, it finally dissapeared.

They were heaving and puffing and huffing, clutching stitches in their sides. Hermione sat down on the pavement street, trying to steady her breathing. They stood in silence, both wondering what to do, until a sudden shout brought them back to the world.

They wirled around to see a police car driving in their direction, the siren wailing and it was getting closer and closer. They both sprung up onto their feet and ran with all their might in the opposite direction.

"Why? Why O why did I have to go with you people? I could be sitting in my safe Malfoy tent, in my warm Malfoy living room, with the kettle just begginging to sing!" he cried, and not for the last time. (a/n Haha, ya, I got that from the Hobbit.)

Hermione laughed and speeded up, going past Draco a considerable amount. He couldn't beleive how fast she was, and wasn't even getting tired. He now knew how she stayed so slim and in shape all the time, if you had friends like her and did the things she did, wich included dancing, running from cops, singing, dancing, running from cops, jumping on a bus roof, running from cops, howling and dancing were just a few things she did.

He already felt his musles tire and he was beginning to slow down. The police car was just on their tale and was getting closer every second. Hermione looked back only to see it almost at her heels. She turned to Draco and took his hand again.

"Okay! Can you jump high?" she screamed over the sound of the siren. He just nodded and she immediatly pulled him closer to her.

"When I say 'jump' you jump with all the strength your sticks of legs can muster! You get?" she said and not waiting for a reply looked back again. The nose of the car was already brushing over their pant legs, the wheels throwing small pebbles at their backs.

"JUMP!" she bellowed suddenly and he did indeed jump. He closed his eyes and with every bit of muscle he had in his legs, jumped. He felt the air blow in his face and was thrown backwards, expecting to land painfully under the car and die mercylessly, he screamed a bloodcurling scream. I mean, wouldn't you?

He though, didn't fall THAT painfully, though painfully. His bum made contact with a smooth metal surface. It then hit him like a truck deer, he was sitting on the police car! Hermione's brilliant! Though, now what?

One of the cops stuck out his head and started shouting at them like there was no tomorrow. He had a black eye and a bruised face, probably from all the stuff that has been happening at the club.

Hermione just laughed at him, pointing a finger and and cackling evily. Draco just sat and watched her in awe as she taunted the police guy, like a cat who stole a dog's bone and was taunting him cause he was on a chain.

"Hey Bouncy! Now what?" he yelled at her over the noise. She grinned at him and pointed it the other direction. There, was the one and only, stolen bus and there, on the stolen bus, was the one and only, Capster and Quake who were presently dancing the can-can on the roof. To much beer probably.

The bus speeded up and came closer to the police car. The coppers immediatly took a sharp turn and put more space between themselves and the crazy bus. Snit took a wild turn and almost drove into a ditch but nearly missed it.

He steered it back sharply and it hit brutaly into the police car's side, denting it dangerously. Hermione without hesitation leaped gracefully and broke through a window shattering shards of glass everywhere.

Snit took one more crazy turn and she was sent flying to the back of the bus. Draco could hear them all cheering and apoligizing for being so stupid as to leave them behind. They didn't even notice that she was now sprawled on the ground somewhere under the seats. But then again, if you were as drunk as they were, you too wouldn't notice. Who would?

Draco balanced himself and jumped onto the roof, landing ontop of Capster and Quake who howled, though not in pain but out of pure stupidity. The police guys swore loudly as they fell behind, the bus zigzagging around the whole road.

But suddenly, the bus gave a huge snort. The engine sputtered and moaned. Uh oh, the gas was out. Oh shit.