Hermione felt herself grinning stupidly as she shoved her way through the mob of students making their way to the pitch. She laughed as Pansy outright shoved a Hufflepuff from their year group to the ground, the dark-haired girl’s face contorted in disgust as the boy cried out in pain. Luna humming along with the music her friends magic was singing, stood on the boy’s hand creating a loud crunch as something broke, before continuing on to try to find the best seats. Hermione glared down at the whimpering blonde mess at her feet before a dangerous smirk graced her features, with a wave of her wand she wordlessly hexed him. "What did you do?" He blubbered. "You will find out later." Hermione waved off handedly. "But I will find you again Smith." She swore menacingly, laughing as he flinched. Zacharias Smith had been the target of their wrath after they all heard him insulting Luna over her "imaginary’ creatures, it had only been a week and the boy now shuddered and ran in fear when he saw them. Smirking Hermione followed her friends to the front row of the bleachers, Quidditch had never been an interest of hers, preferring books over the violent sport that boys seemed to love. Despite that she had always supported Harry, he was her twin and it's what siblings did; but it was different now, her soulmate was playing. Knowing he would be on the field hitting bludgers and diving among the other players, it had her excited for the game in a way she had never experience. Although her soulmate playing Quidditch also had its drawbacks, she could feel anxiety underneath the excitement, the worry she felt for Harry being on the pitch was nothing to the worry of her Theo being hurt. She couldn't imagine how Fred and Harry felt playing against each other, knowing their own team would try to hurt the other in the hopes of winning.