Hey... sorry for not updating... There's just so much going on lately... anyhow here's the next chapter... without any notes or nothing because you've waited long enough...kinda short though just a warning...

Chapter 6- "Pass the Pipe"

Draco smirked at Hermione and made his way from under the table.

"Hey Curly Top," he said walking towards Colin. "Can I borrow my doobage?"

Colin pulled the Pot out of his pants and handed it to Draco. Hermione had a thoughtful look on her face the entire time. Harry knew what she was up to.

"You're not going to join him Hermione..." Harry hissed, making sure no one would hear.

"It's none of your buisness what I do..." she hissed back.

Hermione made her way to the back of the Library. Harry turned to Colin, who was watching her with the same curious look. He turned to Harry "Not even a little bit?" he asked.

"I'm not going..." Harry stated firmly.

Colin stood for a moment, but quickly made his way back to join the others.

Harry couldn't take it. Curiosity had gotten the best of him. He sighed and made his way to the back of the room as well, leaving Luna Lovegood alone. She was not about to accompany them.

(WARNING! Pot scene! lol...just thought I'd give ya a heads up)

Colin smiled lazily. He had stolen Hermiones scarf and wrapped it around his head like an Arab. Everyone was laughing even though it wasn't that funny.

Hermione took a large puff of Draco's rolled joint "Do you know how smart I am?" she asked "I am so smart, all the teachers love me so much..." she stated. "Everyone loves me..."

"Oh really?" Draco laughed. Colin was busy, stealing makeup from her purse and putting it on. Draco hit him in the head and he fell to the ground pretending to faint. This only made everyone laugh harder.

Harry came out of the back room, with a dangerous look to his eyes. He put the joint that he had been smoking, behind his ear and did a number of backflips and cart wheels. Colin clapped and whistled at him like a mad man. When Harry had finished, he went back into the room and screamed so loud, a window shattered.

Luna watched all of this with wide set eyes. What in bloody hell was wrong with them?

When they all had finally settled down, the four started talking about meaningless things.

"No, no Colin... do you have a middle name?" Harry asked him.

Colin smiled "Yeah... guess..."

"Your middle name is Ralph..." Stated Luna. "As in 'puke'."

Everyone was so shocked to hear her speak, that no one said anything. She continued.

"Your birthday is October 23rd 1989, your 5' 6" tall, you weigh 130 pounds, and your social security number is 049380913..." she smirked.

"Wow.." Harry said, breathlessly "Are you psychic?"

"No..." she rolled her eyes at him.

Colin gulped "Could you mind telling me how you know all of that?"

Luna held up a shabby-looking piece of leather "I stole your wallet..." she admitted.

Colin grabbed it out of her hands... "Your a thief?" he asked...

"I'm not a thief, I gave it back didn't I?" she snapped.

Hermione was busy going through Draco's pictures, all of them Slytherin girls. "Are these your girlfriends?" she asked.

"Some of them..." he said.

"Some of them?..."

"Well... some I consider my girlfriends," Draco snatched Hermione's purse and began looking through it "And some of them I just consider..."

"Consider what?" she asked.

Draco frowned "Whether or not, I Wanna hang out with them..." he explained.

Hermione rolled her eyes "Don't you believe in just one girl and one guy?"

"Why do you?"

"Yeah...that's the way it should be..."

Draco sighed "Not for me..." He mumbled.

"Why not?" Hermione persisted.

Draco scowled, avoiding her question"How come you have so much bloody shit in your purse?" he asked her.

Hermione shrugged "I don't know, I guess I just don't ever throw anything away..."

Draco smirked "Well, neither do I..." he said finally answering the question.

Snape sat in the dungeons talking to Filch and drinking butterbeer. "What did you want to be when you were young?" he asked the caretaker.

Filch thought for a moment "When I was a kid I wanted to be a Marauder." he admitted.

Snape frowned "Come on Filch, I'm serious..." He slapped his hand down on his desk. "I have been teaching at Hogwarts for 27 bloody years, and these kids are getting worse every year." He complained.

Filch rolled his eyes "Severus, It's not the kids who've changed, it's you..." he coughed.

"Look you thought you'd take a teaching career because you would enjoy it right?" he asked Snape. "And the you found out that it was actually hard work. That really bummed you out..."

Snape sighed "These kids turned on me... They think I'm a joke..."

Filch laughed "Come on..." he mumbled "listen Severus, if you were their age, what would you think of YOU hmmmm?"

Snape scowled "Do you think I give a bloody rats ass what these kids think?"

Filch nodded. "Yes I do..."

Snape glared at him "You think about this then... when we get old, when I get old...these children are going to be running the wizarding world... This is the thought that wakes me up in the middle of the night..." he looked Filch in the eyes "That when I get older, these kids are going to take care of me..."

Filch gazed right back "I wouldn't count on it..." he said taking a swig of his butterbeer...

ok I KNOW it's short but PLZ hear me out... I want to make it as many chapters as possible ok? Review!