~Chapter 6~

~Bad dreams and Hogsmead~

AN: I don't know if the rating should be higher because of Harry and Draco smoking, review and tell me if you think it's a problem.

The following day, Draco Malfoy went to see Professor McGonagall.

"Ahh….see the thing is Professor-"he paused to cough as he had just had a cigarette before he came, "I kind of expected this to happen but some Slytherins are giving me trouble."

"I'm afraid that there is nothing I can do at the moment."

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"So what did McGonagall say?" asked Harry.

"Said she couldn't do anything at the moment. I guess because she didn't see it happen, they haven't been too bad in class apart from glaring and whispering."

Ron remained silent but Hermione spoke up, "Yeah, just be more careful from now on…." she trailed off when she realised that Draco was too busy glaring at some fourth years across the Gryffindor table to be listening. Most Gryffindors had not accepted Draco, he had been the centre of gossip and not just in Gryffindor, it was the other houses as well.

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Draco found himself in dark surroundings; a person wearing black robes who was hooded was beckoning him to follow. He was lead to a large room with stone walls, much like the Hogwarts dungeons. There were more hooded people in here; Voldemort was in the middle of the room. "Mr Malfoy, just in time," the voice echoed around the walls, he raised his wand…

Draco gasped as he found himself in his bed. "Shit." He decided that after that dream he wouldn't sleep and needed something to calm himself down. He was walking down the dormitory stairs when he heard someone call. "Big D!"

He turned around to see Harry there.

"What?"

"Nevermind," said Harry grinning.

"Right…"

"Where are you going?"

"Need a smoke,"

"So do I,"

As they were walking to the bathrooms Harry said "What were you swearing about before?"

"What? Do you ever sleep?"

"Well, no, not really…nightmares and stuff…." he trailed off, embarrassed.

"Well yeah, it was a nightmare I had."

There was an awkward silence as they walked to the bathrooms. They sat down on the floor as they had done the first night they came to Hogwarts. They smoked for a while and talked a bit then went back to bed.

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It was the Hogsmead weekend, the four of them went to the Three Broomsticks as soon as they arrived. Ron still wasn't speaking to Draco very much, although a few people had accepted that Draco was in Gryffindor and that he wasn't such a bad guy anymore. Some even felt sympathy for him.

"So I was thinking of trying out for the Quidditch team, what positions are left?"

"Well we need new beaters – "Said Harry but he was cut off by Ron.

"You think you can just barge in and act like you've been best mates for years!" He stood up and yelled angrily.

"Ron –"

"No! Shut up Hermione! He's probably going to become a Death Eater himself!" The whole bar, which was full of Hogwarts students, was quiet.

"Ron, calm down…" It was no use trying to calm him down, he had already stormed out the bar.

"I think we should go somewhere to talk, just us," said Harry as he got up.

"Where are we going?" asked Draco.

"Just up on that hill where the shrieking shack is, no one will be there."

They got to the hill and sat down near the spooky looking shack. "So, what do you think is going on inside Ron's head?" asked Draco.

"I think he's just jealous, I mean you two are like best mates now smoking in bathrooms and Ron probably feels left out." said Hermione.

"What? How do you know we smoke?"

"Oh come on, it's so obvious, I can smell it on you now, I mean – "she let out a high pitched scream.

A large dark hooded figure had apparated and was dragging a struggling Draco into the Shrieking Shack.

AN: I know how evil I am finishing it there! Please review, thanks!