Creeping though the shadows unseen, watching the bushy haired brunette who ruined his life. I will finish what I started. Quietly laughing at the thought of his previous two deaths, shifting his tight trousers as his steel hard arousal came unbearable. Grabbing his crotch, palming himself as he relived the screams of his victims.

Hermione was bleary eyed as she hurried to the Quidditch pitch with Dracos spare Nimbus 2000, wearing black leggings and a tight Slytherin beater top. Smiling as she noticed Draco in his Quidditch uniform already alert and waiting on the ground by the posts for her.

The weather was calm enough for the try-outs to be held at five am that Friday morning, the rain was light but the wind was non existent.

Throwing her magical arm around the blondes muscular shoulders. "So whose the Captain?" Glancing around at the assembled Slytherins from second to seventh years. Surprised at the many on lookers who sat in the bleachers in warm robes, house scarves and mitts with hot steaming mugs.

Before Draco could reply "Alright Slytherins. Listen up I am your Captain" A tall seventh year witch with short black messy hair and sparkling green eyes stood proud, dressed in her Slytherin Quidditch uniform, the shiny Captain badge pinned on her robes. "I'm Nott but you can call me Captain. Right all those trying out for chaser your up".

A few eager students stepped up with their flashy brooms, preparing to take off.

Hermione sat on the ground watching the flying hopefuls. Grimacing as a second year overplayed his hand trying to impress the older years with a dangerous manoeuvre and fell from his broom, thankfully a seventh year grabbed him before he could plummet to his death.

"Idiot no way could he of done that move right on a schools beaten up broom and he wasn't even high enough" Draco commented.

Whistle of the Captain ended the chaser try-outs, bringing them to the ground "Alright Beaters your next".

Hermione picked herself up off the ground "Any wise words?" Turning to Draco, her nerves starting to play up.

Pulling her into a hug "Just do what you did last weekend" Draco smiled encouragingly at his friend, releasing her and stepping back "Seems we have an audience" Pointing to the teachers box.

Hermione grabbed the broom, making her way to the middle of the field, picking up a beaters bat from the pile. "Off you go" Hermione kicked hard off the ground, flying straight into the air. Twisting the broom around, she could just make out the blonde hair of Narcissa and Lucius who Draco must of been talking about.

Hermione reacted quickly as the bludger came whizzing at her, smacking the ball with the bat at her full strength sending it back at another beater hopeful. Grinning as the bludger knocked the cocky wizard from his broom as she flew higher whacking any stray bludgers coming at her. Deciding to try her hand at showing off, Hermione repeated her straight dive up while smacking a bludger that came far too close to her face, into the Hufflepuff bleachers. A crate size hole splintered unto the wood.

Flying about started to feel free to Hermione, she may never understand the ridiculous obsession of all things Quidditch but she can appreciate it on a new level. Hearing the metal ringing of the Captains whistle, Hermione flew back to the ground, dismounting her broom with a huge smile plastered on her face as Draco hurried over.

"Looks like a bird's taking a nest in your hair Granger" He laughed, gently messing her already wind whipped bush.

Pushing him away "Best get prepared Draco" Laughing at his over confident face "Remember Headmistress doesn't do bribes like old dumbles" Sauntering away from the blushing blonde.

"Yeah well we'll see who's laughing! Oh and you did great by the way" Draco called after her.

After the whistle went for the keeper hopefuls, the Captain called the Seekers up.

Hermione made her way up to the bleachers containing the teachers box "Don't mind if I sit here do you?" Angelically batting her eyelids at the Headmistress.

"Course not lass" Patting the slightly wet seat next to her.

Hermione propped her broom up against the railing, taking the seat "Thank you Professor" Spying Draco waiting to kick off.

"Alright seekers as we have a lot of you trying out, we shall be doing two on two till the last two of you remain" Captain Nott barked out, her voice catching in the wind that has started to pick up.

"You did great up there lass. Thought you didn't like flying though?" The Headmistress peered at Hermione above her glasses that perched on her nose.

Twisting around in her seat "We all change. I just wish I started to enjoy it before is all" Turning back to the try-outs.

"Think Draco will get the position?" Narcissa spoke up behind Hermione.

"Course he will lass. The boys the best seeker that I seen play at Hogwarts along side that Potter of course" Glancing out the corner of her eye at the stock still student next to her.

Hermione rolled her eyes at the mention of Harry bleeding Potter. Can I not go anywhere without his name being bloody mentioned, the great saint Potter. She grimaced.

"Draco has his own talents and just as good a seeker than your pet chosen one" Venom leaking though her bite. "Excuse me, I have a friend to support" Grabbing her broom and walking off the teachers box.

"Oh dear, Maybe I shouldn't of mentioned Potter" Minerva sighed, taking her glasses off and rubbing between her eyes.

"Obviously" Severus sneered at the old cat "The boys a brat and Granger has finally become intolerant of him".

Lucius laughed "Maybe the boys your heir after all Severus old friend" Smacking the dark growling wizard on the back. "Miss Granger is a very loyal friend. Mess with her loved ones and she comes for you" Silently proud of the muggleborn witch for befriending his son and staying loyal.

Hermione cheered loudly as Draco caught the snitch. The seeker try-outs were the longest by far but it seems even female Nott appreciated Dracos talent as she called time after his try.

"Alright you lot come to the pitch" Nott shouted over the pouring rain.

Hermione grinned at her drenched friend "Well done, knew you could do it" Clapping him on the shoulder. Chasers and Keepers will be announced later tomorrow but I'm proud to say that our first new Beater is Granger" Loud cheers sprang out from the crowd, Hermione stood dumbfounded at the announcement. "Zabini Beater and Smith as reserve and our Seeker Malfoy" Hermione joined in the cheering at the mention of Blaise and Dracos name.

"Congratulations Granger" Smith whacked her on the backside cheekily "Ah your part of the team now" Winking at her.

Glaring half-heartedly at the seventh year, Hermione took off back to the castle, leaving behind the celebrating Slytherin Quidditch team. Dashing past the unseen figure of Ronald Weasley and into a group of first years gossiping, shifting her borrowed broom onto her shoulder, Hermione spied a blonde head bobbing in front of her.

Smirking, Hermione followed the regal blonde though the entrance of the castle, slipping into the shadows as they made their way down into the dungeons.

"Unity" Hermione just made it though the gap as it was closing, dropping the broom on the carpet, she grabbed the back of the blondes robes, pulling them into her "Miss me" Purring into the figures ear.

"That depends Miss Granger" Lucius twirled in the girls grip, smirking at her deepening red flush "Wrong blonde dear" Purring back at her, a gloved hand came to Hermiones face, gently stroking her cheek.

"Lucius I'm sorry" Hermione gasped, pulling away from the blonde wizard, backing herself into something soft.

Hands came around her waist, soft air breathing against her neck "Looking for me".

Hermione could feel the smirk against her flesh. Bringing her gaze up to Lucius, the mans steel grey eyes twinkling with an unrecognizable expression.

"I'll leave you to it" Lucius swallowed his hurt as his wife was wrapped around another witch. While this is extremely arousing, this is my wife he sadly thought. Leaving the common room behind.

Hermione was forcefully turned, facing the smiling face of Narcissa "A congratulations is in order my love"

Before either could do anything further the entrance stone door scraped open, pulling both witches out of each others embrace.

"That will be fine Miss Granger. I will see you tonight at eight" Narcissa subtly winked before taking her departure.

Picking up the discarded broom, Hermione quickly made her escape to the dormitory.

Placing the broom by the door to give back it to Draco later, Hermione dropped herself onto her bed, still in her soaking wet clothes. Eyeing the ginger ball lounging on the end of her Slytherin throw "Lazy Crooks. Can't sit in here all day you know, there's plenty of rats waiting for your torment".

The ginger fluff flicked his tail at his invading owner and with his back to her, he curled back up.

"Alright you told me" Sighing, Hermione forced herself to move, stumbling her way to her fresh pyjamas and shower kit as she skirted the common room on the way to the showers.

"Need help washing Granger" Bulstrode flirted "I'm a great shower companion" Wolf whistles followed the butch witches seductive statement.

Hermione smirked at Millicent "I'm all yours Millie" Blowing kisses at her dorm mate, really got the hormonal wizards going. Swaying her hips, putting on a show as she pushed though the shower room.

"Hot damn"


Feeling like a rebel, she threw on her school robes over her comfy pyjamas, before following Pansy and Draco out the dungeons to the great hall. Slipping quietly to their seats, the trio sat among their housemates listening to their whispered conversations while facing the high table waiting for the Headmistress.

Hermione glanced around the hall, doing a double take at the many Aurors and order members placed about the great hall. Something big was happening but what?.

"Attention students. I'm sure you have seen the increased security, I'm afraid to say that I have bad news. Hogsmeade was attacked just a few hours ago resulting in many injured" Taking a shaky breath "Because it is Friday we have decided to send you home for the weekend, your be back here Monday night" Hushed whispering and frightened whimpers rang out from the students "Quiet. If you are unable to return home, you will stay here. Please students I know this is a worrying time but you are safe" Headmistress nodded to the Aurors "Owls have already been sent to your parents. In an orderly fashion you will come to your Head of house to find out if your staying".

Once the speech was over the hall descended into chaos making the Aurors and order members step in and take control of the situation, the only table that sat silent was Slytherin.

Hermione caught Dracos attention, the blonde wizard was approaching the high table to know doubt to speak to his father. Now noticing that Narcissa was suspiciously absent. Damn witch where are you?

"Where's the food? Bloody hungry here" Blaise called out to a rushed order member making their round of their table "Ah some of us are wanting our grub".

Rolling her eyes at the wizards antics "Winky" The elf appeared with her flapping ears "Can you send the food you prepared out to the tables Please?" Winky squeaked at seeing the Miss Nitty, popping back out the hall. Leaving Blaise and Theo laughing at the elfs terrified look.

The hall fell silent as the food magically appeared on their respective tables "Well you sure can get them to do as you say Granger" Forming his words though his bark of laughter, Blaise tucked in to the enormous amounts of mash potato and gravy.

The Headmistress smiled at her personal elf "That lass sure can get things done" Turning her attention to Severus "Not many students are brave enough to ask the elves".

Severus narrowly eyed the old cat "You mean intelligent enough" Snorting back his bite, Helping himself to the roast chicken "I will take Lucius and Draco to St Mungos. Make sure the dunderheads have left our presence" Returning to his meal.

"What about Miss Granger?" Minerva politely asked her stern colleague and friend.

"Only immediate family you know that. Let the girl know when we have gone" Severus replied getting up from his seat, nodding to the blondes to follow.