Quick Note: I really shouldn't update every single day, I only have one other pre-written chapter left. I'll try to follow an actually reasonable update schedule without accidentally abandoning this. Also, there might be a few parts and a transition that don't make much sense if you haven't read the Harry Potter books or seen the movies. If you're one of those people (lookin' at you, KitKat), please watch a video on the troll scene from Sorcerer's Stone. If you're confused by what I mean, let me know in the comments. Anywoo, enjoy!

"Why would anyone want to eat that?!" Iskall pointed at what everyone had found out was a vomit-flavoured bean. Everyone had gotten into the Gryffindor common room (avoiding Percy Weasley the whole time) and the Hermits were chewing on Every Flavour Beans again.

"Makes it interesting, mon ami." Nebula shrugged, happily eating a candy floss one.

Iskall huffed. "I bet you've never actually eaten one."

"Yeah, I have. After I've already puked."

Everyone but Doc stared at the Slytherin girl.

"What?"

Bdubs snickered and handed her a Chocolate Frog. "Because you basically ate vomit after you vomited."

"And? I've done stranger."

Doc shook his head and passed the box of beans around again.

"One. Two. Three."

Xisuma, Scar, Ren, and Grian gagged.

"It's bloody eggs. Rotten bloody eggs."

"I think I got the vomit one...."

"I think I'm gonna puke."

"IT TASTES LIKE A WORM."

Mumbo patted Grian's back (he'd gotten rotten eggs) as he choked on his water as an attempt to wash the taste out. Ren also had some water to get the taste of worms out. Xisuma curled into a ball on the couch, and Scar did the same thing on the floor (he'd gotten an unknown one, but it tasted absolutely horrible).

Weeks afterward, Hallowe'en came around. The Ravenclaws and Gryffindors were excited: they were learning the Levitation Charm in class after lunch.

"You already know it: we've seen you do it! You didn't need to study all bloody night!" Grian reminded X, who sighed.

"Doesn't mean I can't get better."

"THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU DON'T BLOODY SLEEP!" The Weasley twins yelled dramatically from behind Grian, who joined in.

Tango held back a snicker. Grian, Fred, and George were making it their job to fix Xisuma's sleep schedule, and Fred had once managed to get X to sleep (yes, he may have slipped a Sleeping Draught in his food, but it worked, didn't it?), but otherwise they were usually unsuccessful.

"Wingardium Leviosa." Tango attempted. His feather gave a flop, then nothing. "Oh, come on."

Meanwhile, Ron and Hermione bickered, and annoyed the heck out of Bdubs.

"Oh, would you two keep it down!" He eventually snapped. Ron scoffed, but Hermione gave a small apology and scolded Ron quieter.

"Thank you."

"Grian, no! I swear, someone's going to die if you keep doing that." Mumbo just barely stopped Grian from poking another Ravenclaw's eye out with his wand.

"Sorry!"

"Gri, wave like this." Mumbo did a small swish and flick. "You don't need to flail your arms."

"Okay, like... this?" Grian mimicked the movement.

"Yes, now you won't make someone lose an eye." Mumbo sighed and double-checked his textbook.

"Oh, well done! Everyone see here, Miss Granger's done it!" Everyone turned where Flitwick was looking.

"Nice job!" Mumbo clapped for his friend while Ron sulked. A few people, including X, joined in the clapping. Hermione blushed and smiled appreciatively. Tango immediately walked over for advice.

"Hey, um, I don't understand what I'm doing wrong, mind helping me out?"

The young Weasley was still in a bad mood when class was over.

"It's no wonder hardly anyone can stand her, she's a nightmare, honestly."

"Hey!" Tango snapped. The present Hermits all gave an "yep-he's-dead" look. Anyone who insulted someone Tango cared about always got a talking-to, at least. Hermione ran past Ron, crying, as Tango advanced furiously.

"Listen, just because someone's smarter than you doesn't mean you try to drag them down. In case you didn't notice, she was trying to help you. She helped half the class, in fact. So, how about you think before you blab, Ronald?"

Ron shrunk behind Harry, who kept moving out of the way. He didn't want that glare aimed at him, and Ron did kind of deserve it.

Tango huffed and ran after Hermione. Mumbo and X followed, and so did Grian and Bdubs.

"How's Hermione? Ron was kinda brutal."

"She won't come out of the girls' bathroom. Parvati tried to help her out, but she said she needed time alone." Tango shook his head as he spoke.

"What happened?" Impulse asked, walking up behind his friends. Tango, Mumbo, Grian, Bdubs, and Xisuma turned around as Zed and Impy came up from behind them.

"Ron acted like Malfoy." Bdubs put it simply.

"Well, that's a bit harsh. Actually... That's accurate, never mind. When Hermione tried to help him out, Ron said she had no friends and she was a nightmare. Terrible, really." X admitted. "He acts like a bit of a jerk sometimes."

As everyone walked into the Great Hall for the Hallowe'en feast, everyone gasped, and all worries about Hermione were forgotten in an instant.

Thousands of live bats fluttered around in dark clouds, the usual floating candles were joined by dozens upon dozens of floating pumpkins, and there were bowls filled to the brim with candy on all the House tables.

"Well. This is better than trick-or-treating." Zed smiled and ran off to the Slytherin table, sitting at his usual spot near Nebula and Doc, who were chatting about the Levitation Charm. Everyone left standing split off to their usual tables, but the Gryffindor Hermits made a point to avoid and ignore Ron as they sat with Harry and the Weasleys.

"Troll-! In the dungeons- Thought you ought to know." Professor Quirrell had ran into the Hall screaming, and now was passed out on the floor.

There was an uproar of panicked yelling and screaming, and the Hermits took advantage of the chaos to sneak to the Gryffindor table.

"We're staying together." Xisuma whispered seriously to his friends as Dumbledore used the sixth firework to try to get everyone's attention.

"Prefects, lead your Houses to your dormitories immediately!" He rumbled, rushing down and leading teachers.

Several Hermits grabbed each others' hands for comfort as Percy led the Gryffindors plus some to their common rooms. As Harry suddenly stopped Tango and Ron, he whispered, "I've just thought- Hermione!"

"What about her?" Ron asked.

"She doesn't know about the troll." Tango realized. Ron bit his lip.

"All right, but Percy better not see us."

The trio ducked and joined the Hufflepuffs, splitting off to the bathrooms. Ron hissed, "Percy!" when they heard quick footsteps and pushed them behind a pillar. When they peered around it, instead of the redheaded Prefect, they saw Professor Snape. He crossed the corridor and disappeared.

"What's he doing? Why isn't he in the dungeons with the other teachers?" Harry whispered curiously.

"Search me."

"Let's go, there's a troll on the loose, remember?" Tango started to sneak along the next corridor.

"Snape's heading for the third floor." Harry pointed out, but Ron held up his hand.

"Can you smell something?"

Tango gagged at the smell of old socks and the public toilet nobody ever cleaned. Then, the three first-years heard it: a low grunting and the shuffling of huge feet. Ron pointed at the huge shadow moving towards them.

"Move!" Tango hissed, moving the two other boys into the shadows.

It definitely was ugly. Twelve feet tall, dull granite-like skin, it's body like a weird lumpy boulder with a small bald head like a coconut on top. It was holding a huge, wooden club that looked like a tree was ripped from the ground.

The troll stopped in a doorway and peeked inside. It took several minutes to make up it's tiny mind, and it walked inside.

"The key's in the lock." Harry muttered. "We could lock it in."

"Good idea." the two other boys agreed. They edged to the open doors, mouths dry, and praying the troll wasn't going to come out early. With one quick leap, Harry grabbed the key and the trio closed the door with a SLAM.

"Yes!" the three cheered, flushed with their success. They started to run back down the corridor when they heard a loud, high-pitched, petrified scream from the door behind them.

Tango cursed quietly. "I think that was the girls bathroom."

"Oh no." Ron was now whiter than the Bloody Baron.

"Hermione!" The trio turned and sprinted back. It was the last thing they wanted to do, but what other choice was there? No time to get a teacher, no time to get any extra help.

They fumbled with the key and flung open the door, dashing inside.

Hermione Granger was shrinking against the opposite wall in terror as the troll advanced on her, knocking down sinks as it went.

"Confuse it!" Harry said desperately, seizing a tap and chucking it as hard as he could at the wall next to the troll. Tango grabbed a small pipe as the troll looked around stupidly, trying to see what made the noise. It focused it's beady eyes on Harry, and turned its attention and aggression to him.

"Oi, pea-brain!" Ron yelled from the other side of the chamber, away from Harry and Hermione. Tango was next to the Gryffindor, and he chucked his pipe at the troll's face. It turned toward them.

"We're dead." Tango gulped as the huge, stupid thing lumbered toward them.

"Tango, you bloody idiot!" Zedaph and Impulse scolded as they hugged Tango to death. "We thought you'd died!"

Tango, Harry, and Ron had taken down the troll, saving Hermione, who got them all out of trouble. Gryffindor had earned five points each, and so did Ravenclaw. When the Hermits had gotten into the Gryffindor common room, they realized Tango was missing, along with Harry and Ron.

"Well, I did take down the troll, with some help." Tango chuckled once he could breathe properly. The Hermits gasped as he explained what happened, handing him some food that had been brought up. Bdubs was still holding Doc's hand, squeezing it while Tango described when they accidentally locked Hermione in (he grimaced guiltily the whole time).

"Seriously though, don't just run off like that!" Impulse clinged to his friend, jokingly pouting.

"How are you not a Gryffindor?" Mumbo muttered as Grian excitedly imagined fighting a fully grown troll (and winning with your life. Minor details).

"Because, if I could, I would've gotten help." Tango pointed out, biting into a jacket potato. He looked up as Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked over.

"Thank you, for saving my life."

"No problem. Thanks for helping us not get detention." Tango joked, giving Hermione a hug.

Zed gave Ron and Harry a serious look. "Thank you for making sure Tango didn't die. That would kinda suck for me and Impulse, we prefer being a trio."

"Wait, aren't you-?"

"Yeah, we snuck them in." Grian snickered.

Instead of telling them off, the three Gryffindors sat with them and they hung out, joking and laughing and talking. From that moment on, they were all friends. As they say, there are some things you can't share without ending up liking each other, and knocking out a twelve-foot mountain troll is one of them.

*sniff* That last line always hit me in the feels for some reason. Good job, Skeeter. You did good for once (Headcanon: Rita Skeeter used JK Rowling's name as a cover-up, the Wizarding World is real, fight me-). Anyway, hope you enjoyed! This chapter alone is over 1,900 words....

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Just kidding. 

-CaptainMarra(Needs To Have A Real Update Schedule)