When her tray arrived with her steaming hot breakfast, Hermione picked up her copy of the Daily Prophet first. She was almost giddy with excitement. Who could she kill next to get the same kind of euphoric high? There were still so many enemies left after all. Though unlikely to fill her with as much joy as Alecto's murder or William Wood's for that matter, at least she would feel like she was doing something in their unpredictable and dangerous world.