First off, thanks for the nice reviews. :smiles:

Lip-Gloss-Reapplier, please keep reviewing and thank you:smiles:

Nanie, thank you, I like Miaka too. It makes the fanfic less depressing.

Patchwork Angel, I didn't mean for this story to become a crossover, but I guess it did. Oops. Anyway, I'm just using the character, not the plot.

Here is the chapter you asked for:blows kisses:

Chapter 6 – Deadly Nightshade

The trio stayed up late into the night, playing Truth or Dare. Draco refused to drink any of the alcohol in Miaka's bottle.

As Truth or Dare grew old, Draco pushed Miaka and Hermione back into their room, shutting the door with a snap behind them.

Yawning, he returned to his room, ready to sleep.

Both Hermione & Miaka fell asleep as well, soon after Draco.

The next morning was awful for Hermione and Miaka.

"My head…" Miaka complained, holding her head in her hands.

Hermione moaned in response, wincing as the bed squeaked.

"Here." Miaka muttered something and pointed her wand at Hermione. Hermione's headache disappeared.

Miaka did the same to herself.

However, that was not the end of their troubles that day.

Miaka lost 15 more points from Snape, who had seen her copy some of Hermione's homework. Hermione forgot to do part of her Charms homework, and had to explain to a confused Professor Flitwick.

Lunch was an anticipated affair.

"Thank you! Chicken and dumplings!" Miaka moaned, ladling huge amounts of the food onto her plate. Hermione took a small portion, eating quietly.

"I was thinking-" she stopped. She couldn't hear herself over Miaka's chewing. She tried again, louder. "I WAS THINKING." Miaka stopped and licked her lips.

"Yes?"

"Maybe we should invite Draco over tonight when we play our game."

"Sure." Miaka shrugged and returned to her food.

Maybe she doesn't like him… Hermione thought, slowly chewing a resilient chunk of chicken.

"Interesting…" Miaka said slowly, examining a flower out on the grounds.

"Miaka!" Hermione called. "What in the hell are you doing?"

"Hmm?" Miaka turned around. Hermione screamed.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING EATING DEADLY NIGHTSHADE!"

"Umm… is it poisonous?"

"ITS CALLED DEADLY NIGHTSHADE, YOU IDIOT!"

"Oh. HELP!"

A few minutes, some extremely nasty potion, and a snowball fight later, Miaka was perfectly fine. Except for the fact that her face was red and covered in snow.

"That was SO much fun!" she giggled.

Hermione sighed, worn-out.

"Hermione? Miaka?"

"Yes?" Miaka asked, her face red from blushing or the snow. Hermione couldn't tell.

"I have another game for tonight."

"Really?"

"Yeah. It's called Name Your Fear. I'll tell you about it-" Draco's gray eyes widened and he slipped off.

Hermione turned and gasped.

"Does that mean you're SLEEPING with Malfoy?" Ron sneered.

He had a cut from where Miaka had slapped him yesterday.

"Another word and I'll slap you on the other cheek." Miaka growled, stepping forward and her chin up defiantly.

"Ooh, Hermione, you naughty girl." Harry hissed mockingly, his green eyes flashing.

WHAM!

"Miaka! NO! They're not worth it!" Hermione yelled, trying to pull Miaka out from the whirling fists.

Oh boy… Hermione thought.

Harry and Ron were left in a heap.

"I told you I could fight." Miaka said proudly, brandishing her arm in a macho fashion.

I had no idea where I was going with the nightshade thing. It was a bout of randomness. Yay for randomness!
XXDarkestAngelXX, I'm glad you like it!

Will be updated soon.

-Wolfie