Hermione pressed her wand against Zoe Accrington's wrist on the second week back from Summer. Black ink spread onto her skin, swirling and dancing like it had a mind of its own before finally settling in a thick black band. She was a new member to the group, taking the place of some of the Seventh years that had graduated. She was a distant relative of Blaise from Italy - a half blood presumably but whose father wasn't outwardly known. Nonetheless, Hermione didn't care for her blood status. The girl was a force to be reckoned with and quite tactically minded - a good recruit for her ranks.