Chapter 2
The angel visibly tensed at the reveal. The angel visibly tensed at the reveal. His eyes widened and his wings became visible for a couple of seconds. Hermione smirked.
"Ohh, the little angel is afraid," she said in a mimicking tone, "now, little angel, I do believe it's time for you to tell me why you are here." She peered at him from under her lashes, silently daring him to admit to following her. To her surprise he did exactly that.
"I am here to look out for you," he said in a strained voice, the admission clearly costing him, "of course, I thought you were merely the childe of a full demon, whereby making you a full demon yourself."
"No Mr Cassy Sir, I am Hermione, princess of evil and daughter of the king of hell. Now, if you are here to look out for me then tell me where this came from." She demanded, thrusting the disgruntled looking owl at him.
"I...I...I saw this creature come from the west." confusion marred his face.
"Hmm, are you a Brit?" She asked, looking at the owl. "Nod once for yes and twice for no." It ruffled its feathers and nodded. "Are you from this Pigfarts place?" It just looked at her, so she opened the letter again. "Oh, I mean, are you from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?" It nodded again.
"Is it legit?" The owl cocked its head at her. She sighed, "Damn owl," she muttered. "Is this Hogwarts a place where people really learn magic?" she was nearing the end of her tether. The owl starred at her with a 'obviously, that's what it says stupid' look on its feathers and nodded as if to say, 'well, aren't you a dumbass.' Hermione shook her head and cursed the owl again. Castiel watched on, amused by the unusual sight.
'Well', he thought, 'Crowley did say that she was important, I guess I just never thought of him as the parenting type...'
"Owl," she started in a stern voice, "if you don't start talking I will feed you to my hellhound." The owl squeaked in indignation and ruffled its feathers again. Well, Hermione thought, 'that does it' and with that thought, she grabbed the owls leg and turned it upside down. It didn't react well to that and bit her hand. When she shrieked in pain and let go the owl took its chance and flew off as fast as it could. Hermione cursed loudly and Castiel chuckled. Hermione turned and glared at the angel.
"Well what did you expect?" He defended himself under her quelling gaze. "You turned it on its head and shook it. Of course it would bite you. I would be more interested in the letter than the owl though, it's not like it could tell you anything."
The princess of hell stood in all her fury, "Angel, take me to my father, it's obvious you have been watching me for him, and I need to talk to him. Take me to him now." Castiel looked at her, a bit shaken by the swift change from child to royalty, but acquiesced to her request all the same.
In a flurry of wings the pair were standing in the throne room in hell, Hermione swiftly unlatched herself from the angel and strode towards her fathers study.
"Father," she spoke as she neared the bent over figure, "I need to speak with you." Crowley turned and flicked his hand, instantly muting any and all possible sound from the outside and stopping anyone from hearing the conversation that was about to happen.
"Yes dear, what is it" He asked after shooting an intrigued look at Castiel.
"Daddy," Hermione let all pretences vanish, "and owl brought me a letter saying that I have been accepted into a school of magic." Crowley, surprised, looked intently at his daughter.
"Hermione, what do you know of your grandmother?"
I'm SO SORRY for the wait, I have had this written for ages!
Let me know what you think.
FYI please remember that Hermione is the princess of hell, so she always gets her way, and she is also a child, no matter how mature, children are prone to fits of anger.
I hope you liked it!
