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I know I said this chapter was going to be goosebumps but then Hermione was a bit vengeful and this happened!

Next Chapter coming on Halloween titled Goosebumps!

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Weightless

When he first heard what his daughter had done he was furious.

The idiot messenger hadn't had the common sense to run away from him. Most people knew by now that Voldemort was a huge fan of torturing the messenger, the other followers had scuttled away from the lad the second they heard the name Hermione.

The guy was still twitching on the floor when Voldemort started laughing a maniacal laugh.

It seemed no matter what emblem was on her chest, she was a Slytherin to the core.

He snapped his fingers and got pen and paper. At this point nobody knew if it was the quickness of his followers or his own magic that got him it so quickly, but nobody dared ask.

After jotting down a small note he folded it neatly, wrote something on the back of it and dropped it on top of the guy moaning on the floor.

As quickly as it had appeared, the quill vanished. And Voldemort strolled out of the room. As the door slammed His followers gathered around and helped their fallen comrade to his feet. The first person who had picked up the letter trembled in fear and dropped it again.

"What is wrong?"

The guy just pointed towards the letter where an elegant swirl of their fearsome leaders handwriting had written down his daughter's name.

Hermione was having a good morning, her stalkers were back to their insane level of paranoia, Lucius had stopped needing to go to the hospital wing and her "friend" Lorry had emerged from the shadows she had crawled into when Hermione had yelled at her.

She still didn't like the girl, but it was sort of nice how everything was back to normal.

During the school day she had just sent simple tripping hexes and other low annoyance spells towards her pursuers, she was still planning how to get back at them for a week of annoying her.

After a normal day, the boys felt confident that the worst was over. But the sight of an owl flying in towards Hermione had them all fearing for the worst.

The letter simply said;

How Slytherin of you.

But no one managed to read it as she immediately set it on fire, and accidentally half of the table. Most ravenclaws at the table simply lifted their books out of the flames calmly, the upper years competing over who took out most of the flames in the most creative way.

Screw planning, there was hell to pay now.

The next day had the Slytherins being extremely mad at a foursome of Gryffindors that usually pulled this sort of prank. The funny thing was the people who had this done to them, they were all a part of a more elite group in Slytherin, one that meant most would never dare lay a hand on them. One of them had after all endured a particular nasty prank two days prior, so it seemed odd they would target him again so soon.

Peeves of course was thrilled, and made the entire thing even worse by antagonizing the poor fellows.

When the Gryffindors that was supposedly guilty of doing the deed entered the great hall, they fell over laughing. A reaction like most of the others that entered the room (excluding the teacher of course who were desperately trying to fix everything.)

The only one that seemed unperturbed by the whole thing was Hermione Riddle. She sat quietly by the table, nibbling on a toast and reading a book like she would most days.

She would duck to the side whenever one of the boys in question floated too close, like she could sense wherever they were and didn't need to look away to avoid being hit.

It seemed the 5 boys that usually followed Hermione around somehow were floating around the ceiling of the great hall. It was like they were in space, weightless and uncontrollably drifting through the big room.

The teachers had a hard time finding the counter course, and with their trajectories being hard to determine, it was hard to hit them with any spells.

The boys were all still in their PJs, some of them sleeping throughout the ruckus of people laughing at them and trying to get them down.

Lucius Malfoy was awake, somehow looking like an elegant vampire with the way he floated through the air. He had crossed his arms over his chest, not giving in to the need to try and control his movement like the only other one that was awake, Avery.

Avery had his limbs everywhere, flailing to try and move downwards, but so far the only thing he had managed was making himself spin around and around. He had gotten up to quite a speed before he decided it was pointless and just spread his arms and legs to stop from spinning. Now he was just a huge floating starfish.

Evan looked a bit like a cherub while he was sleeping, or a cuddly teddy bear. Hermione kept those thoughts to herself though, but found it oddly peaceful to glance at him every now and then.

Speaking of teddy bears, Regulus was clutching his pretty tightly in his sleep. Clearly the baby in the group, the sort of ridicule that would follow him for this made Hermione feel slightly ashamed of herself. She could have left the teddy bear down in the dungeons, but Regulus had been so fuzzy to manage without it, and he had looked so sad.

The last of the group, Mulciber, was snoring pretty loudly, and twisting in ways that made his shirt ride up and display his pretty impressive physique for someone his age. Apparently the whole thing made more girls admire him then tease him, backfiring on Hermione in a surprising twist.

Peeves broke the peace of Evans slumber by spinning around him to get a bigger speed than Avery had managed earlier, and then he screamed in his ear waking him up while his whole world was spinning between sky, great hall and flock of students laughing.

"I WILL GET YOU FOR THIS HERMIONE!" was the first thing that came out of his mouth, and she had a hard time not breaking down in laughter at how quickly he went from angelic to demonic.

Dumbledore walked into the hall at that time, everyone turning towards him. He looked up, a slight twitch on the side of his mouth the only reaction he had before he waved his wand and the boys all floated down too and on the floor and tables.

Regulus, the poor guy, landed in the middle of some porridge on the Gryffindor table, right in front of his brother. He just couldn't seem to catch a break, waking up to a bunch of Gryffindors laughing at him as he was clutching his teddy bear, covered in porridge. McGonogall exclaiming "oh dear" in sympathy, and rushing over to assist him.

Avery landed behind the teacher's table. Cursing by the harsh landing, earning him detention from Professor Sprout.

Lucius managed to land gracefully by the Slytherin table, like he had rehearsed landing after being weightless before. Pretending nothing at all was out of the ordinary, he nodded in greeting to his peers and started eating his breakfast. Not bothering to care that he was still in his black silk pyjamas.

Mulciber landed on the ground near a group of Hufflepuff girls that were way too happy to help him. The squeals coming from both Mulciber and the girls in question saying they were a little too eager while waking him up.

Evan landed on a heap on the floor thanks to Peeves making him spin so much. He immediately got to his feet, anger burning in his eyes, and headed straight for Hermione.

Stomping like a four year old he got there quickly, but instead of yelling he just breathed heavily, too mad for words. Hermione didn't even turn around.

"Why did you do this to us?!"

Hermione cast a quick look at him over her book, out of the corner of her eye, and then returned to reading. "What makes you think was me?"

"Stop playing dumb, we all know you did this!"

In a very calm voice, but still not looking at him in his adorable PJs Hermione returned with "Prove it."

"Oh believe me princess, I will!"

She smirked but did not start arguing any more, knowing self preservation would win over his thirst for revenge, like it always did.

And as predicted everything returned to normal pretty quickly, except for the fact that Rosier had stopped following her around. She was down to 4 again.

One down she was alone studying with Lorry the girl was staring at her for some reason.

"What?" Hermione said with a sigh.

"You scare me sometimes." she said in a very even honest tone of voice.

Hermione raised an eyebrow at her "Only sometimes?"

Lorry shuddered and went quiet.

After a while she stared at her again. "yes?"

"I miss Evan."

Hermione rolled her eyes "you would."

"can't you apologize?"

"what for?"

"for what you did to him, to all of them."

She put down her quill that she was writing with and stared at Lorry. "No, I meant what good would that do?"

"He'd come back."

"I want him gone, him and the rest of the lot."

"I'm sure you don't mean that."

"Of course I do."

"They're just trying to protect you."

"I neither want nor need their protection."

"Please can't you just-"

She slammed her book shut, making Lorry jump at the sudden noise "You don't get it Lorry, and I don't think you ever will." The Slytherin looked hurt up at the Ravenclaw.

"I just wanna spend more time with Evan, is that so wrong."

"Well then go spend time with him, see if I care!" with a flourish of her wand her things were packed in her bag and she left the library, pretending like she couldn't feel the tears pressuring to fall down her face.