"Dear Gods! What's wrong with the mudblood?" Draco Malfoy said to his two goons beside him.
"I've never seen her eat like that before in my life! Er, I mean, as long as I've been in Hogwarts."
"She's probably just really hungry. I've done that before." Crabbe, one of the dopes, said.
"Yeah, I know." Draco grimaced. He had seen both of them do it more times than he would've liked. But this wasn't like Granger. No, she was always in control of what she ate. Oh well, there was no telling what Granger would do next these days. In his opinion, she'd been spending too much time with The Golden Boy and Weasel.
Meanwhile...
"Okay, Hermione, you can slow down. The food's not going anywhere." Ron said, grinning at how fast and how much she was eating.
"Heh. Hey, Ron, isn't that just a bit hypocritical? Seeing as you could eat at least four helpings of everything on a daily basis?" Harry said, snickering.
"I just have to get to the library before it closes for the night. I'm finished, see you guys." Hermione said and took off.
Back At The Slytherin Table
'Where's that Mudblood headed?' Draco thought. 'Probably the library. I think I'll torment her some before retiring.'
"I'm gonna go. See you guys in the dorm room." He said and started to follow her.
'Something's not right. She's not going to the library, she going up to the lavatory! The one with moaning Myrtle!'
He was following at a distance, he wasn't stupid. He followed her to lavatory, and waited outside for her. Then he heard a new sound. It sounded like retching coming from the room.
'What the hell...?' Draco thought.
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oooooh, yeah, I forgot this
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Oh, I'm sad now.