The glowing red eyes narrowed at the girl falling asleep on the floor. Is that Hermione Granger? Boris looked towards the ceiling and tried to think of what the Granger girl looked like. Bushy hair, buck teeth and frumpy was all he could think of. He looked towards the girl again. Smooth hair, straight teeth and curvy. Can't be then. Boris came out from the shadows and looked around to see if anyone was watching. I better check just in case.
"Doris!" he hissed, watching out for where his partner would come from. "Doris, you fat arsed excuse of a demon, you better not be eating their clothes again!"
Doris hesitantly came out of the shadows. "Tis not my fault they taste so yummy, Boris and stop calling me that or you'll get no sex for a week!" she growled angrily.
"Oh but Doris, you know I'm only teasing," he whined "have you checked to see if anyone's awake?"
"No-one."
Both demons had drawn out of the shadows and were facing the girl on the floor. The demons looked grotesque, even from a distance. Their flabby skin was purple and looked as though the fat upon them had sunk towards the ground and was now built up across their stomachs and feet. They wore tunics; similar to how Dobby wore his, their purple feet had yellowing nails that were 5 cm long as were their claws. But that wasn't the most grotesque part. The most grotesque part was when the demons began to move around and their flabby skin swayed across their bodies, almost like they were wings. Anyone that looked at them couldn't keep their lunch.
"Who's that?" Doris asked.
"Some Gryffindor seventh year, her soul is very pure so that master will be very pleased." he grinned manically.
Doris moved in closer and peered at her face.
"You dunderhead, that's Hermione Granger! We've hit the jackpot!" she grinned and started dancing around the room. Or more acurately, wobbling around it.
"No it's not," Boris replied in a bored voice "Granger is frumpy and ugly."
"Yes it is! Don't you ever read wizard magazines? She's been called the Gryffindor Princess!" Doris said excitedly.
"Oh," Boris scowled "anyway it doesn't matter who she is, her soul is pure and we'll have to take it back."
"Of course we will but we should check if she has anything valuable on her person."
The two demons crouched over the sleeping girl and gently took off her dressing gown. Fortunately she had a pyjamas on so she still had her dignity intact.
"Ooh, such a pretty necklace!" Doris whispered whilst gazing at the time turner.
"Wait, you imbecile, it might put a curse on you!" Boris scowled at her, "we have to check first."
Boris raise a thick finger and pointed it at the necklace. Purple dust flew from his finger and put the necklace inside a mini tornado.
"You're doing something wrong!" Doris cried as she watched a rainbow of colours flood around the room. She reached out towards the necklace and tried to stop Boris from performing his magic.
"Get away, Doris you're ruining it!" he hissed and watched as the tornado got larger. Doris stood up and growled at Boris. With a single leap she threw herself at Boris to distract him from his magic. As the two demons grappled across the floor, Hermione was sucked into the vortex and the two demons were being slowly dragged across the floor. With a final cry, both Boris and Doris were swept into the tornado and it magically disappeared leaving the time turner in its wake.