Harry Potter: Se’x Oriented Hogwarts

"How old are you exactly?" Hermione found herself asking.

"I've quite lost track actually," Lucifer replied, eyes fixed on Hermione's nose that scrunched cutely, "Dawn of the universe, I suppose."

"That's insane!" She gasped.

"What's insane is your refusal to sit on the bed and relax while we have a moment," Lucifer replied, now staring at her legs.

It occurred to Hermione just then that maybe she didn't have a choice. After all, he was freakishly strong and invulnerable. If he really wanted her to sleep with him, couldn't he make her?

"Why are you asking anyway?" Hermione inquired just to be sure, "I mean it's not like I can stop you. It's not like anyone can."

"It's no fun sitting here all by myself," Lucifer replied, knowing well that Hermione is being irritated because of him scrolling through her journal.

"Geez, you really are all work and no play, aren't you Granger?"

Then she realized. The idea of forcing her, or indeed forcing her to do anything hadn't even occurred to him.

Devil or not this boy didn't want to hurt her. It still didn't explain anything, but at least the muscles in her shoulders relaxed a bit.

". . .You took my hairs and played with my organ fo---"

"Shut up! Give it here!" Hermione immediately snatched her private Journal away from his palms, her cheeks flushed on what he most likely read....

"Besides, I still don't understand why you care about a girl like me...." She said with a sigh.

"Yes well," Lucifer said, in that way he did when he didn't lie but also didn't answer your question.

"Last year, during the boggart incident? How did you get injured, but now survived the K-Killing curse....Oh, and I still hadn't forgiven you for that! Hmph!"

"Not a single clue no," Lucifer said grinning from ear to ear like a kid in a candy store after a lifetime of only lettuce. "It's all rather exciting isn't it!"

"How is bleeding exciting?"

"You try being immortal sometime," Lucifer grumbled. "Nothing can hurt you, nothing can get to you. Do that for a couple hundred millennia and you too will agree that a little danger is thrilling!"

"You really don't make any sense," Hermione sighed for the umpteenth time, she got this bad habit from him.

"Is that what's bothering you?" Lucifer asked raising his eyebrows, and frowning, "That I don't make any sense?"

"You say you are the Devil," Hermione began her lecture again, it's more like a much needed ramble to get out of her chest.

"You make deals like a Devil and I've seen you do some incredible things, which I previously thought because of Merlin....Oh, I don't have any other explanation for those things except what you tell me, but if I ignore all the things I know about the Devil and just go by what I've seen... well you don't seem very Devilish, so maybe you aren't the devil."

"Hermione, you have started to repeat words in stress again...."

"Is it more proof you want?" Lucifer asked, seemingly now moving his body to leave the bed.

"Because that I can do. Just say the word and my Devil face is yours to view again or if you'd rather I have a set of almost burnt Angel wings in my pouch you could take a peek at."

"No it isn't that," Hermione said, working very hard to ignore the fact he is now talking about touching his wings literally, "It's just I want to know why."

"Why what?"

"Since the day we met, every second you are always in my thoughts. It takes every ounce of my will power to not tear your clothes away, then eat you up whole!"

"Why does it pain me so much when others even take a look at you more than necessary?!"

"I-" Lucifer began slowly. He seemed almost at a loss for words. "That's actually a very excellent question, Hermione. Maybe I should ask your therapist."

Hermione now covered her face with her hands. This guy knew nothing.

He didn't have a single answer for her, yet the boy had been creeping inside her dreams for years....

Plus there was the whole always saving her life....

"Okay you win," Hermione surrendered. "We're still partners!"

"What, you're not going to protest?" Lucifer asked, with a smile on his face.

"No," She continued, while her eyes fixed at his beautiful face, that made her suddenly remembered his look from earlier...

'God, I want to kiss those lips so badly....'

"I may have no idea about literally anything about you, from who you are to what you want, but-" she threw her hands up in the air.

"But what, Hermione," Lucifer asked. She looked at his face again, studying it closely. There was something like longing there.

He wanted to know what she had to say.

"I can't resist a mystery."

"But that doesn't make sense," Lucifer replied, clearly confused. "There is no mystery, Hermione. I am the Devil."

"You are devilishly complicated, that's for sure," She chuckled. Then suddenly Hermione was laughing very loudly.

"What's so funny?"

"Just everything," Hermione said, breathless from laughter. "The Devil attending a school of children, and solving mysteries. It's just so ridiculous. Wouldn't even make a good tv show and yet now it's my life."

"Who says it wouldn't make a good tv show?" Lucifer said almost defensively.

"I mean please," Hermione replied, putting on her best skeptical look.

"I think the concept has merit," Lucifer said cheerfully. "Could be fun with the right producer."

"If you say so...." She obviously didn't believe him.

"Ooh oh and I already have a theme song, you wanna hear it?"

"If I say no you are just gonna sing it anyway aren't you?" Hermione sighed. Sometimes her man acted more like a child than Satan himself.

It sounds awfully good.

"Crime solving Devil," Lucifer sang, he thought it even fits since from 2nd year both have been finding culprit of the monster Petrifying, then whole matter of Sirius Black.

"It makes sense. Don't overthink it."

"If you are done, I have some more questions...fufu," Hermione said while trying to contain her laughter.

"....You should have just named him Satan instead of such a weird 'Azazel'...."

"I just thought you will think it's too corny or something...."

"Of course, I would have!"

"Alright...."

"No wonder, your healing abilities even shocked Madam Pompfrey...."

"Any more questions?"

"Is there a reason you took pictures of my neighbour Cassy's dead Grandmother? She was giving me an evil-eye because of you!"

Hermione stomped her foot on the ground, taking a few steps towards his direction, her cheeks hollowed with excessive air..

Now feeling much more relaxed and safe than before.

"You know I am amazed by the deferential regard you humans hold for rotting flesh," Lucifer said now feeling that atmosphere in the room suddenly becomes more bright.

"I mean that poor woman is either already in hell or in the Silver city enduring Uriel's welcome speech, which is far worse than hell if you ask me."

Hermione just blinked at him. What was she supposed to do with that? All it did was create more questions.

Moving a little closer, Hermione said almost touching his face with her lips, "So you don't know then," she began.

"Which place do people go to when they die?"

"Goodness no," Lucifer replied a little louder than she would have liked. "That's all up to you lot."

"You lot?" Hermione asked again much more quietly than him.

"Humans," Lucifer explained, he told her this before, "They send themselves. Driven down by their own guilt." She was surprised that he was whispering now just like her.

"Does that mean that a guilty person doesn't go to hell if they don't feel any guilt for what they've done?"

"That's exactly what it means," Lucifer said, once again in a low voice. "My, my, you are full of questions today."

He was smiling in that way that usually meant he planned on being annoying.

"I don't feel guilty of sucking your cock without you knowing....."

Hermione's chests was now heaving up and down, her own pouty lips just touched his own for a second, before she backed off two or three steps.

"Your wings?" Hermione said again, still stunned that this was her life now.

"Yes, big white angel wings," Lucifer said, his own eyes staring down at her eyes full of lust for him, "Lots of feathers and very angelic."

"And, you burned them. Your Angel wings, I mean." Hermione said again.

"Yes, moving on now to another topic please, what is your desire, Hermione?" Lucifer said in a hurry.

She didn't say anything for a moment then slowly Hermione spoke as if she'd chosen her words carefully.

"I still don't understand why the Devil cares about a nobody like me, and maybe I never will understand, but despite all the insanity I've witnessed these last few years I am actually madly in love with you."

'I won't let you go away from me, and for any reason you don't wake up the next day, I too will kill myself....'

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