Harry Potter: Se’x Oriented Hogwarts

They joined Harry and Ron in the Great Hall, which they were already at having to come from outside.

"How was Divination?" Hermione asked as they got to them.

"Far better than Trelawney's that was," Ron said contently.

"It was a nice change, not being told every five minutes I'm going to die any minute," Harry said, "I think you both would enjoy the class with Firenze, compared to Trelawney, he actually seems to know what he's talking about."

"He did give us a little bit of homework, though, probably to see where we are compared to last year," Ron suggested.

"Vector didn't give us any," Lucifer said, which should have irked him greatly.

"Well bully for Professor Vector," Ron tried to be upset, but because he was in unusually higher spirits than normal, he couldn't help but laugh.

There was one thing that did ruin his mood, though, and that was the arrival of Malfoy.

"Weasley! Hey, Weasley!"

They all turned and saw Malfoy standing there with Crabbe and Goyle, all looking thoroughly pleased about something.

Although Hermione did notice that when Lucifer turned and looked at them, all three looked kind of afraid for a moment.

"What?" Ron asked shortly.

Malfoy recovered and pressed on, "Your dad's in the paper, Weasley!"

He was brandishing a copy of the Daily Prophet and was speaking very loudly, so that everyone in the packed Entrance Hall could hear.

"Listen to this:

FURTHER MISTAKES AT THE MINISTRY OF MAGIC

It seems as though the Ministry of Magic's troubles are not yet at an end,

Writes Rita Skeeter, Special Correspondent. 

Recently under fire for it's poor Crowd control at the Quidditch World Cup, and still unable to account for the Disappearance of one of it's Witches, the Ministry was plunged into Fresh Embarrassment yesterday by the antics of Arnold Weasley, Of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office."

Malfoy looked up with an ever present smirk on his face.

"Imagine them not even getting his name right, Weasley. It's almost as though he's a complete nonentity, isn't it?" He crowed loudly.

Everyone in the Entrance Hall was now listening with great interest. Malfoy straightened the paper with a flourish and read on:

"Arnold Weasley, who was charged with possession of a flying car Two years ago, was yesterday involved in a tussle with several Muggle Law-Keepers (Policemen) over a number of highly aggressive dustbins. Mr. Weasley appears to have rushed to the aid of 'Mad-Eye' Moody, the

Aged ex-Auror who retired from the Ministry when no longer able to tell The difference between a handshake and attempted murder.

Unsurprisingly, Mr. Weasley found, upon arrival at Mr. Moody's heavily guarded house.

That Mr. Moody had once again raised a false alarm.

Mr. Weasley was forced to modify several memories before he could escape from the policemen, But refused to answer the Daily Prophet questions about why he had

Involved the Ministry in such an undignified and potentially Embarrassing scene.

"And there's a picture, Weasley!" Malfoy said, flipping the paper over and holding it up for Ron to see.

"A picture of your parents outside their house - if you can call it a house! Your mother could do with losing a bit of weight, couldn't she?"

Ron was shaking with fury, and everyone was staring at him.

Not Lucifer, who was already infuriated, was looking right at Draco with a serious intent to maim or disembowel him.

"Get stuffed, Malfoy," Harry said angrily, "Come on, Ron..."

"Oh yeah, you were staying with them this summer, weren't you, Potter?" Malfoy asked with a sneer.

"So tell me, is his mother really that porky, or is it just the picture?"

Harry and Hermione were holding Ron back, but those words set Lucifer off, "What about your own mother, Malfoy?"

"What about her?" Draco asked defensively.

"Oh, I just can't get the look of her face out of my head when I was telling your father to get out of my way, or you know I would move him out. The look on your mother's face was priceless. The fear her eyes displayed, it looked like she had just emptied her bowels right then and there. And let's not forget your father's look of fear when I had him held up by the scruff of his neck. He looked like he pissed himself," Lucifer said and everyone in the Entrance Hall began laughing at Malfoy.

Lucifer turned to go back, "Don't you dare insult my parents, Morningstar!"

"Then don't dish out what you can't take back, bitch," he said triumphantly.

He suddenly heard a BANG from behind him and immediately went for his wand, turning around at inhumane speed, which made everything in front of him too slow for keeping up with.

Lucifer dodged the spell aimed right by his head with ease.

He had just gotten his wand pointed right at Malfoy when another BANG was heard, but Draco suddenly shrunk down to a small Ferret, "OH NO YOU DON'T, LADDIE!"

Lucifer looked past the Slytherin group and saw Mad-Eye Moody limping down the Marble Staircase.

He had his wand out and was pointed right at the Slytherin turned pure white Ferret, which was shivering on the stone-flagged floor.

A terrified silence filled the Entrance Hall, only Moody and Lucifer moved, who merely lowered his Wand.

When Moody got up to them, he looked at Lucifer, at least his normal eye was; the other eye was looking somewhere inside his head.

"Did he get you?" Moody growled at him in a low and gravelly voice.

"Of course not, he's just a human." Lucifer said, while adjusting his robes that have somehow gotten wrinkled, and a little burnt.

"That was the fastest draw I've ever seen from anyone. No Ministry Auror or Death Eater can draw their wand that quickly. That was impressive, Laddie." Moody said, praising him, before he suddenly shouted.

"LEAVE IT!" Moody suddenly shouted.

Lucifer was about to ask, but he immediately looked behind Moody and saw Crabbe, who had just frozen in place, about to pick up the Ferret.

Lucifer immediately realized that his Eye was magical and could see through solid objects.

Moody turned around and began to limp towards Ferret Malfoy, who gave a terrified squeak and took off, streaking towards the dungeons.

"I don't think so!" Moody roared, pointing his wand at the ferret again - it flew ten feet into the air, and fell with a smack to the floor, and then bounced upwards once more.

"I don't like people who attack when their opponent's back's turned," Moody growled as the ferret bounced higher and higher, squealing in pain,

"Stinking, cowardly, scummy thing to do..."

Ferret Malfoy flew through the air, his legs and tail flailing helplessly.

Lucifer couldn't help the smirk on his face as he watched Malfoy suffer.

He turned and looked at Hermione, wondering just how bad her scowl towards him was, but he saw that she was looking at Ferret Malfoy with a look of loathing.

"Never - do - that - again-" Moody said, speaking each word as Malfoy hit the stone floor and bounced upward again.

"Professor Moody!" Said a shocked voice.

That voice belonged to Professor McGonagall, and she was coming down the marble staircase with her arms full of books.

"Hello, Professor McGonagall," Moody said calmly, bouncing Malfoy higher still.

"What - what are you doing?" She asked, following the pure white ferret with her eyes as it bounced through the air.

"Teaching," Moody said simply.

"Teach - Moody, is that a student!?" Professor McGonagall shrieked as she dropped all of her books to the floor.

"Technically, it's a Ferret," Moody said with a gruff laugh.

"No!" Professor McGonagall cried, running down the stairs and pulling her wand out; a moment later, with a loud snapping noise, Draco Malfoy had reappeared, lying in a heap on the floor with his sleek blond hair all over his now brilliantly pink face.

He was wincing as he got to his feet, and Lucifer couldn't help but continue to smirk.

"Moody, we never use Transfiguration as a punishment!" McGonagall said, trying to sound not so stunned at Moody's previous action, "surely Professor Dumbledore told you that?"

"He... might've mentioned it, yeah," Moody said, holstering his wand and scratched his chin unconcernedly, "but I thought a good sharp shock-"

"We give detentions, Moody! Or speak to the offender's Head of House!" McGonagall informed Moody.

'Since when have Detentions ever worked on the Slytherin? They are still worthless pieces of shit, except for Greengrass, she's alright,' Lucifer thought to himself.

"I'll do that then," Moody growled, staring at Malfoy with great dislike.

Malfoy, whose pale eyes were still watering with pain and humiliation, looked malevolently up at Moody and muttered something in which the words 'my father' were indistinguishable.

"Oh yeah?" Moody asked quietly, limping over to Malfoy, the dull clank of his wooden leg echoing around the hall.

"Well, I know your father of old, boy... You tell him Moody's keeping a close eye on his son... you tell him that from me... Now, your Head of House will be Snape, yeah?"

"Yes," Malfoy muttered resentfully.

"Another old friend," Moody growled, "I've been looking forward to a chat with old Snape... Come on, you..."

With that, Moody seized Malfoy's upper arm and marched him off towards the Dungeons.

Professor McGonagall stared anxiously after them for a few moments, then waved her wand at her fallen books, causing them to soar up into the air and back into her arms.

Everyone then made their way into the Great Hall, a few girls showed great awe for Lucifer, Hermione noticed, as they sat down.

None of them approached him to ask him if he was okay, but she knew by the looks on their faces they were both concerned, and admired him...

She looked at him, "Do you need to change, I will do it?"

"It's fine," Lucifer said, taking a moment to bring his wand out and pointing it around his forearm, then downwards.

He said nothing as he then put it away, but Hermione knew better; he had non-verbally patched up all the small holes.

One thing Hermione noticed was that, when the spell was about to hit him earlier, he didn't flinch, or even acknowledge that it had come....

Just a second later, he was away from the line of which it might have grazed his ear....That proved to Hermione that he had really been at it over the Summer.

"I was too slow," he said, bringing her out of her thoughts.

"What?"

"The very millisecond I heard that spell fire from Malfoy's wand, I should've been turned around and had a Shield up over you... that could cost your life about in the future...I am not used to saving others...I can't ever let that happen again..." Lucifer went quiet as Ron then began to speak.

"No one talk to me," he said, his eyes closed.

"Why not?" Harry asked curiously.

"Because I want to fix that in my memory forever," Ron said, his face in an uplifted expression, "Draco Malfoy, the amazing bouncing ferret..."

All three of them began laughing, and Hermione then began to dole out some beef casserole onto her plate, but not putting much on Lucifer's, which he was keen to notice.

'Why do I feel like we are going to talk about this later...'

"To be honest..." Hermione spoke up quietly, trailing off a second, "I almost didn't want Professor Moody to stop... but... maybe it had gone on for too long..."

They all three gave her an odd look, "What? You three know how I feel about Malfoy, why does this still come as a shock?"

"It just... I dunno, it's unexpected from you, given that you don't look like you hold any ill will against anyone on a regular basis," Lucifer said and Hermione took that as a compliment before she started to eat quickly.

"Don't tell me you're both going back to the Library again this evening, are you?" Harry asked them.

"Got to," Hermione said through a full mouth.

"We have a lot to do," Lucifer said, eating normally, but he also had miniscule amounts of beef casserole compared to them.

"But you told us that Professor Vector-"

"It's not schoolwork," he interrupted Ron.

Within five minutes, Hermione had finished eating, as did Lucifer and they both stood up, making their way out of the Great Hall and towards the Library.

Just before they walked in, Hermione turned around to look at him, and he knew why, "So when were you going to tell me that you've not been eating a lot? I have noticed it since we have gotten to Burrow, but thought nothing of it!"

"I don't guess I was..." Lucifer gave a single, nervous chuckle before clearing his throat, didn't feel like an evil being such as him really deserved.

"It's not as big of a concern as you are about to make it, I promise, Hermione."

"Your body needs food to function, Lucifer. Did you not tell me around this time yesterday that I need to be at full strength in bed?" She asked and he had nothing to say.

Lucifer looked down at his feet.

"...Sir, I need you to be at full strength to fuck me as well, okay?"

He looked up at her and nodded, "But maybe not eat nearly as fast? There are two of us, after all, doing this research, you don't have to eat quite as fast as you did at Lunch and Dinner."

"Alright, if I eat slower until we figure out this House Elf situation, will you eat more for Breakfast, Lunch, and Dinner?" She asked him, to which he nodded with a smile.

"Okay, now let's go and see if we can find the book that holds the answers we seek, shall we?" She asked while rubbing her left cheek against him like a cat against her offspring.

"Indeed we shall, Hermione," he said and ran his fingers through his hair as it had fallen to be in his vision.

Unknowingly, this made Hermione find the action incredibly attractive, and she zoned out for a moment.

He poked his fingers on her said cheek, "Hermione? Helloooo? Anyone home?"

Poke! Poke!

"Why do you look so beautiful?"

'No wonder I got even dreamy when I saw two of him....'

"Hm...I think you are the most attractive here..."

"No, you are bloody gorgeous...I want to look at you all the time!"

"Haha....why don't we go to Library first? You can stare at me afterwards, if you'd like?"

"Okay, come on!" she said and turned around, opening the door to the Library and walked in with him, eager to continue their work even more so now!

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