Sitting in the great hall on a saturday at six am was far too early in Hermione's opinion but the night before their plotting took them lounging in the games room till one am, thank the lucky stars that professor snape didn't catch them out past curfew. The boys couldn't decide on which body part the weasel should loose but Pansy managed to stop them going to far too soon, after all Hermione didn't plan on leaving the bastard alive when the war was over.
Glancing around tithe hall, it seems to be empty bar the Slytherin sixth years and a few anxious first years. Yawning Hermione grabbed a strong mug of coffee and a bacon butty while trying to concrete on her potions book.
"Hermione on your two". Pansy elbowed the bookworm in the ribs causing Hermione to yelp. Glaring daggers at the blonde chit, Hermione poked her head up in the direction Pansy oh so gently nudged her in. Ronald Weasley had a small fan club following him to the lion table, gushing over him far too loud for her liking especially this early.
Without taking her eyes away from the disgusting fanfare, she leant in to Pansy. "It seems we are going to need to redo our plan".
"No way Granger. This will be more fun" Draco replied overhearing her hushed comment.
Glancing at her wrist watch, that she got from her parents last year, six thirty am. "Alright Pansy you and Theo are up".
Handing both excited Slytherins an unrecognizable box containing weasley products, courtesy of Fred and George as a get well and we stand with you gift.
Hermione smirked when Pansy thrust the box in to Theo's chest, not wanting to get caught so soon. As the mischief makers bounded out the hall, Draco and Blaise along with her two bodyguards slid up to Hermione.
"We give them ten minutes. Now you with these two goons take a leisurely stroll to the quidditch pitch". Nodding at Blaises run though. "We'll meet you there".
On Hermione's awkward ride past the gryffindor table she accidently on purpose knocked her bag in to the weasels back hard. Snickering at his put on whimpers for his pathetic cult.
The moment the three students exited the castle the bitter wind whipped around them, the rain splattering hard against their exposed flesh, making it near impossible to have a leisurely stroll but instead the two boys stumbled about in the darkness all while trying to keep her chair from getting stuck.
Once the highest bleachers came in to view, Hermione split off from her bodyguards regaining control of her transport once again, wand in her magical hand as she made her way to the middle of the pitch. Scanning the green for any signs of her group, pushing on, head down to battle against the rain. Suddenly halting at the increased pressure on her left shoulder.
"Just me Granger, I saw Weasley following you out" Pansy shouted over the howling wind, Hermione holstered her wand.
Both girls took off their outer robes, leaving them in tight Slytherin quidditch uniform, revealing their curvy forms.
"Up" Hermione commanded her borrowed broom, amazed as the broom sailed in to her hand on first try. Recalling her first year flying lessons, Hermione perched on the edge of the wheelchair, gritting her teeth against the pain as she threw her shaking left leg over the thin wood, straddling the broom. Can't do this. Can't do this. I can't do this Hermione's inner voice chimed in Yes I can. I can do this.
Pansy was mirroring Hermione, both witches waiting for the boys signal.
As the red sparks flashed through the darken sky amiss the pelting rain drops and storming wind, shaking off her nerves Hermione with the blonde witch's help kicked off from the ground hard, flying straight up in to the air. Taking a deep breath she straighten her broom to hover next to Pansy.
Peering down below, Hermiones stomach dropped, immediately regretting it. Swallowing down her fear she flew to the left in a wide arch, circling around the bleachers.
Hearing the sharp whistle coming from her flying companion, Hermione brought the broom to dive straight towards the ground. The wind howled around her, the rain restricting her vision but luck held out as she blindly grabbed the robe of the figure beneath her on the ground.
Pansy followed grabbing some robe herself and both witches bolted straight into the air, higher than before, higher than the commentators box.
Hermione could feel the panicked struggle of their prey as they flew higher just making out the hovering silhouettes of Draco, Theo and Blaise.
Sighing with relief as Hermione passed her heavy burden to the three waiting wizards. Gripping her broom with her magical hand she pulled her wand from it's restraints. Quietly whispering the incarnations to ward the rain from reaching them and further obscuring their vision of their eye guards.
Once the incarnations worked Hermione was able to make out the clear frighten pleas of one Ronald Weasley. Flying closer towards the boys holding him up with immeasurable amounts of strength, she used her wand to push the bastard's chin upwards. Grinning at the mess covering Weasley's face "this is just the start". Slipping her wand away from his face and back in to it's holster. Hermione switched hands on the broom, pulling back her magical hand and letting it soar straight in to Weasley's nose.
All five flyers smirked at the satisfying crunch and the pool of blood dripping down his lips and chin. Switching hands once again, Hermione removed her wand pointing it straight at Weasley, a cruel smile dancing on her lips. "A little gift courtesy of the chosen one's father". Swirling her wand, non verbally sending the jinx at him.
The boys let him go, as the jinx sprung him dangling upside down, revealing his nude form underneath his robes, as his robes covered his crying shame.
"Gross! what gentlemen goes naked under their school robes?". Pansy wrinkled her nose in disgust at being flashed the undesirable parts of Ronald Weasley.
"A complete sicko, there's firsties around. Maybe he's a nonce? Got the camera Theo?" Draco piped up, looking greener than usual.
Theo conjured the device, sending it to Hermione.
"What? You don't think I'm taking a photo of a nude wizard do ya". Grinning at the brunette's unimpressed expression.
"Remove his robes then. We need to get his face as well" Blaise floated closer, pulling out his own wand and started carving FREAK in to the nude flesh.
Draco grimaced but joined in and carved RAPIST in to his chest.
The smell of burning flesh overwhelmed Hermione more so than his deafening shrieks of pain. "A little insurance weasel. This is the first of many bashings".
Once the boys were clear, she snapped the photo. "Obliviate".
Hermione removed the jinx just in time for the boys to catch the bleeding unconscious wizard.
Landing on the ground Hermione pulled Weasley from Draco and dropped him with unnecessarily force on to the wet ground. Gathering up their discarded robes and one abandoned wheelchair, the Slytherin five made their way back in to the castle unseen and in to their common rooms.
Pansy blushed furiously as she helped Hermione strip from the tight material. Her small fingers brushing the brunette's soft skin biting her lip to stop the moan from escaping.
Hermione slipped in to the showers afterwards glad to be free from her newly acquired quidditch gear. Maybe I should apply for the team this year she happily thought. Rinsing away the evidence of sweet revenge.
"Come on girls, you been in there forever. We are starved growing boys you know". Theo grumpily pounded on the girls dorm door, after finding a way to disable the ward to prevent him from entering.
"Hold your Thresals. We're nearly done" Pansy shouted back, rolling her eyes at the impatient nerd. "You would think they haven't eaten today". Turning to Hermione, who was patiently waiting for Pansy to finish. "Oh not you too. Come on then".
Throwing open the door, as three grumpy wizards fell in. "My, my Gentlemen what would our esteemed house parents think of this?".Hermione smirked as they brushed themselves off, refusing to reply.
Draco led the group to the great hall. Blimey how can women take so long getting changed?. Pushing open the heavy doors, the five made a loud entrance as they took their seats at their table, earning sharp glares from the three other houses.
Five sets of eyes were latched on to the Slytherin group from the high table. Good they know it was us then but have no proof. Hermione purposely beamed up at her professors. Scanning the high table, she inwardly laughed at Sirius thumbs up gesture before getting a sharp slap to the back of his head from Narcissa.
Turning her gaze to the Gryffindor table but as expected didn't see a certain redhead sitting among his housemates. You thought that was bad Ron just wait till the next one.
"Eat witch. Wouldn't want to loose those hot curves now" Blaise loudly declared. Beaming as Hermione turned bright red.
Taking the proffered plate of cottage pie, she tucked in with Weasley gusto.
"Geez witch slow down before you choke" Draco laughed at her piggish table manners, nudging her to look up at the high table.
Swallowing her mouthful Hermione turned her attention to the staff and caught the disapproving glare from both Narcissa and Minerva at her eating habits. Smiling apologetically, she returned to her meal eating as slowly as a lady should.
"Inhaling your food is very unlady like lass". Hermione jumped out her skin, whipping around to see the headmistress standing right behind her. "All five of you, my office now". Catching the eye of each wanted snake.
"Play it cool. They have no proof". Each one nodded at Hermiones orders and slowly made their way to the head tower.
Arriving at the gargoyle guarding the tower. "Password".
Looking around Hermione realised they didn't know the password, the last time she was here, the headmistress didn't set one as it was still summer. Turning back to the stone guard. "The headmistress is expecting us". Eyeing the stone in distaste.
"No password, No entry".
"Viribus".
Causing all five to jump again at the sudden voice of their head of house.
The gargoyle jumped aside as the stairs creeped up to the tower, permitting their entrance. The steps wide enough to hold Hermione's wheelchair.
Following their dark head in to the head tower with Hermione in front they were confronted with many adults.
"Ah you are all here. Children come sit in these chairs". The headmistress pointed to four very uncomfortable looking chairs placed in front of the room by the desk.
Hermione shifted in her chair trying to find a comfortable spot under all the stares. She knew all the adults in the room unfortunately. She wanted to scream. How dare they. I told them to keep the bleeding order members away from me Hermione fumed. Ready to start cursing them all but the headmistress started speaking. I can't keep to my own advice be damned.
"Do you have anything to say for yourselves?" Her voice unusually strained, looking at the five students in front of her. "No. None of you have anything at all to say?". Perched on the corner of her desk.
Struggling to her feet, swaying from the biting pain. "Yes I do. How do you all sleep at night after knowing what the sick fuck did to me? How do you walk with your head held high knowing what cowards you all are? How you all betrayed me at the words of Albus fucking Dumbledore and Harry Potter?".
Hermione's hair crackling with angry magic, her hand itching to use her wand. Her cinnamon orbs scanning the order members.
"No. Nothing. You are worse than death eaters. You sit there and pretend to be on the side of the 'light' and 'good' at least you know a death eater makes no excuses. Just look at your pathetic master now". Sneering spitefully at the adults as they cowered away from her wild magic spiralling out of control. Her heart straining under the agonising pain shoot up her destroyed leg.
"You all will pay for using me then throwing me to the side once you got everything you could from me". Hermione dropped back down, turning and fled from the tower without being dismissed.