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"Ah, of course! There is no need to tell me any more, Ms. Granger. Which one of you will be dying this year?"
-Professor McGonagall
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Chapter 7 - Hermione's gut feeling
Hermione took a deep breath when she entered the 'floo room' as she had called it when she told Draco about her wild nights a few weeks ago. She hadn't had too much to drink but felt a little light headed and decided to sit down before flooing back to the castle.
Hermione sat on the floor and looking through her hand bag for some Paracetamol, which she carried.
Hermione couldn't get the weird feeling out of her stomach, she couldn't explain what it was, it was a tingly sensation in the pit of her stomach and not even two Paracetamol cured it. Scrambling to her feet ready to go back and tell Draco about her night she got a sharp pain over her chest.
The pain ceased when she thought back to Max and how he hurt her.
"I have to tell Draco" she said out loud and there was the pain again. She got the pain when she thought about Draco. She turned back to look at the door which she just came through
"It wouldn't be" she shook her head laughing "Cant be, Draco in the muggle world ha" she snorted. But then there was the pain again.
Hermione sighed and walked back to the fireplace, she went to the corner of it and picked up a pile of soot, which was actually floo power, but to muggles it would just be soot and dust.
Stepping into the fireplace she looked at the door again, something was telling her not to go. Sighing again she dropped the floo power back with the rest of it and stepped out of the fireplace.
She opened the door and walked over to the exit door and stepped out into the dark and cold ally. She looked around and saw nothing but a few dustbins.
"I had nothing to worry about" she mumbled to herself, but as she turned to go back into the club a flash of blond hair caught her attention. Turning to where the bright hair was she saw clearly someone behind the bins on the floor.
"Cant be" she mumbled to herself thinking of Draco. She walked over to the body and looked down "Draco" she screamed and ran over to him. Draco looked up and saw her over him
"Hermione" he sighed
"Draco what happened?" she asked helping him to his feet
"I'm fine, nothing compared to what Lucius would do to me and mum"
"Draco, Max did this didn't he?"
"Ed, I believe his name was and Sam, Pete and Luke too"
"Oh god"
"I believe I've met all your friends now" he joked "Not very nice people" Hermione looked at Draco, his nose was bleeding and he bruised pretty badly
"I'm so sorry" she said crying just by looking at him
"Not, your fault. I followed you didn't I"
"Come, we will talk at home" she said walking him to the door
"Home?"
"The castle, Hogwarts" Hermione opened the door and both walked through.
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If you don't know what a Paracetamol is, it's a headache tablet here in England.
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