"Right - ah, thank you everyone for coming," Hermione said hesitantly, twisting her hands in front of her, "So, uh, we’re all here because we had the idea of, ah, maybe making a kind of defence club? To study Defence Against the Dark Arts on our own - because there’s no way we’re learning anything from that awful woman," she said, and the murmurs of agreement seemed to spur her on, "And I mean - I mean learning properly. Not just the theory, but how to cast the spells too," Hermione licked her lips, and took a quick sip of her butterbeer, "and I don’t just mean so we can pass our exams. I mean so we’re ready to defend ourselves in the real world," she glanced briefly at Harry before soldiering on determinedly, "because, despite what the ministry says, V-Voldemort is back," the reaction of the group was instantaneous. Neville nearly choked on his beer, Edgecombe let out a little yelp, and Pansy went very pale very quickly, "So- so that’s our plan. If you’re interested -,"