Disclaimer: Anything you can recognize belongs to someone else. I only own what I changed of the story. I hope you enjoy.
Warning, their will be sex in this chapter. If you don't like it, I apologize.
Harry felt him before he was in sight. A dark energy, that was beyond the norm. Beyond all others of his kind. She couldn't stop the smile that graced her face as he entered for the first time in a long time. "Abaddon, your back," she said excitedly. It was beyond amazing to see him again. It felt like forever since he had been by to visit. He after all was a very busy demon but he still tried to make time for her as much as he could.
He grinned kissing her. She rose up on the tips of her feet, leaning into it. Feeling the power that went between her. The first visit after always brought a lot of power. There magics reaching for each other, buzzing around them happily. "Happy to see me, are you?"
"Always am," she returned not even bothering to deny it. His fingers skimmed across her side gently, causing shivers to run up her back. "You never told me where you were off to."
He however just laughed changing the subject. "I got you a present," he returned easily. "Close your eyes."
She laughed doing just that, always liking his surprises. He tended to spoil her, something that at first embarrassed her, but now she just accepted it as another trait of the demon, "My birthdays not till the end of July Abaddon. What's the occasion?"
"Anniversary of the day you summoned me," he returned easily. "You know, just because I am a demon doesn't mean I cannot remember the right days."
"Oh merlin that is the sweetest thing ever," she decided her eyes still closed as he kissed his way down her neck. She moaned slightly at the sensation and he laughed, she could feel the rumbling in his chest and the hiss of his breath. Of course, he remembered. She doubted most human guys would. It just made her all the happier for the twist of fait that brought them together. "If this is my present keep going."
He gave her shoulder one last kiss. "No this is not your present. This is me torturing you until I feel like giving it to you."
She grinned her eyes still closed, "you can torture me any time Abaddon."
Her statement caused a growl to erupt in his chest. Only his girl would dare say such a thing to a demon. Only she would have faith in him not to harm her, even with the offer to do as he pleased. "Love, that is a very dangerous promise," he warned though she just gave him a cheekish grin.
"I know," She said knowing the connotations of saying such a thing to the demon. She had no fear of him.
He pulled away picking up her present. "Hold your arms out."
She did so and he laid a squiggling creature in her arms. She opened her eyes and hugged the hound tightly. In her arms was a small dark like creature with sharp fangs dripping of blood. "Oh, hells fire Abaddon, you got me a hell hound," she demanded shocked as she held the squirming puppy in her arms. She immediately went to the bed and sat down petting the hound. The dog which had little to no fur and large fangs, sharp ears and was a brownish black color just yipped happily and cuddled into her.
Abaddon shook his head. Only his girl would treat a hellhound just like a puppy. They were vicious beasts bred for mass destruction and she played with it like it was a mortal puppy. Then again, the one he gave her was by far the most playful in the batch. Picked out for exactly that reason. "So do you like your present," Abaddon asked though he hardly needed to as he saw her eyes light up with joy.
Harry looked up at him brightly. "Abaddon. After I am done playing with him I will be sure to show you just how much I appreciate this gift." He grinned viciously at the promise, but she just laughed. "Does it have a name? Is it a boy or a girl?"
"It is a boy, he doesn't have a name yet. Do not call him something like daisy of butterfly."
Harry laughed lightly, even she was not daft enough to name such a magnificent beast such a light name, "No I would not torture him like that...perhaps Hades. What do you think?"
"The god of the underworld in Greek mythology. Fitting," Abaddon agreed taking a seat.
Harry laid the puppy on the bed and went towards him, "Abaddon, thank you."
"Perhaps now you will not corrupt my hellhounds," he drawled back.
She had a habit of making all hellhounds act like lapdogs once she spent five minutes with them. HIs own hounds preferred her to him. He didn't mind however. He accepted her just as she was. With pure amazement with the littlest of her actions. How openly she accepted their kind. Beasts from his realm. She grinned going onto his lap and straddling over him. He kept back the evil grin, his girl was in a playful mood today. "You know you don't mind Abaddon," she teased kissing him. "Besides, they are vicious beasts when you need them to be."
He fell back into the bed as she grinned kissing him deeper, both getting more and more greedy. "If you keep kissing me like that, I think you can do just about anything," he returned. She pulled away slightly and in one swift movement he had her pinned beneath him and he was assaulting her neck.
"And people think demons are monsters," she said grinning. How anyone could think the man in front of her was a monster she did not know.
"We are," he said without hesitation. She seemed to have blinders on when it came to him. "We torture, kill, create chaos, manipulate, cause mass destruction."
She knew that of course, she wasn't completely blind or stupid. People could do the same without demonic assistance. People have done the same without the claim it was in their instincts. She saw that every day. She saw the cruelty of children and adults. Because of that she could see the good in him as well. The good in the other demons whom she called her friends.
The kindness, they did not hurt her, they never hurt her. They had never been cruel and made her cry. They never mocked her for their own enjoyment. They never promised one thing and done another. They were blunt and obvious. If they were going to do something, whether she liked it or not they would just do it. They'd not hide it from her.
They fed on the evil of man, they did not create it. It was always there. She reached up and kissed him gently. "perhaps but that doesn't make you monsters...not entirely."
"You are far too naive and pure Harrianna Potter," he stated kissing her as she was pinned to the bed beneath him. The complete opposite in appearance to someone who was pure and innocent as he so often claimed. "But I am far too selfish to give you up."
"Well then, I for one am glad you are selfish," She returned not able to imagine her life without the demons. She knew they were evil, that there was something wrong about it. She had gone to church and perhaps they were right. Letting evil into your heart would lead to damnation...she just couldn't find it in herself to care.
"Now I believe you were to be thanking me," he challenged.
"Except you have me pinned now don't you," She teased. "What are we going to do about that?"
SEX SCENE SEX SCENE (Though all this chapter is like one giant sex scene at least while Abaddon is their)
He kept her hands pinned above her head with one hand, his body kept the rest of her pinned as he let his hands trail up her shirt. Gently touching her soft skin. "Whatever I want," he returned. "What do you have to say about that?"
"Go ahead," she said as his lips crashed against hers and his hand continued to trail her skin. He gave her pants a gentle tug and they came undone. she barely noticed as he continued to kiss her. They came off with another tug and his hands travelled once again beneath her shirt.
He released her hands in order to pull it up over her. Leaving her in just her bra and underwear. He began kissing his way down her chest causing her to wither beneath him.
"I thought I was supposed to be thanking you," she said breathing deeply.
He allowed himself to look over her completely. His fingers tracing marks on her skin. His mark on her side and arm. "I feel you are doing an effective job," he stated smirking deviously. "Shell you continue thanking me?"
"Yes, she said as he gave the puppy an order and he jumped to the floor guarding the door. "Please do allow me to thank you more."
He smirked since his girl was in a very good mood. Perhaps he should have gotten her a dog much sooner. He began kissing her once again and expertly unhooked her bra tossing it to the floor. He gave her a roguish grin and allowed his magic to gently bite at her. She moaned feeling it, the moment he had released his magic she knew she was finished, "Will you hurry up and get on with it," she demanded.
"No, I don't believe so," he said tearing off her underwear. "This was my thanks was it not. You said I should feel free to torture you any time. I warned you that that was a dangerous thing to promise a demon but you did not seem to listen."
She groaned but his magic just kept biting at her, caressing her gently as his fingers and mouth did the same. "Again, I don't think I mind," she said as he smirked then bit at her neck. "Though the least you could do is remove your clothing as well."
He snapped his finger and they were gone leaving her near breathless as she looked him over, the lust and desire clear for everyone to see. He was the picture of sin. Smooth lean muscles covering his body. He had the appearance of a young man in his early twenties. Dark hair and eyes. Smooth lean muscles covering his body, old scars covering his skin, but it seemed to come together, showing his power. Dark black markings like tattoos covering nearly all his skin. "You are very good for the ego..." He said as she looked at him entranced.
"You don't need any help there," she returned but she was made silent as he once again stole her mouth with his. Easily taking control over her and she felt that she didn't mind as long as he continued everything that he was doing. Especially as he began gently teasing her first with his magic and then with his fingers, running them over her. "Please," She bagged slightly.
He grinned as he pinned at her arms again kissing her. "Hmm...I don't know," he declared kissing her as his magic continued stroking her.
"Hell fire," she cursed causing him to smirk. "You are a tease Abaddon."
She whimpered slightly as he gave more pressure through his magic allowing it to stretch her just slightly, the magic itself thrusting into her, she wanted nothing more than for him to continue but his magic pulled away. He kissed her again and entered her with a single thrust causing her to gasp in pleasure. He however just remained still, filling her completely, kissing her down her neck. slowly pulling out and thrusting back in. "Hell, Abaddon will you just fuck me already."
That seemed to be what he wanted as he ran his teeth over her neck, "I love it when you curse, do you know that," he teased.
She moaned as he began increasing the speed of his thrusts. "Fuck Abaddon," she said as he once again stole her mouth with his. He knew just what spots would make her wither beneath him in pleasure and hit it every time.
SEX SCENE OVER (I apologize if the scene appeared awkward. I'm not very good at writing sex scenes)
Abaddon kissed her gently waking her up. She glanced behind her slightly where he was holding her pressed to his chest. "leaving," She asked half asleep.
"Villages to over throw," he returned easily. "I am only a call away though."
"I know, try not to slaughter innocents," she said and he just grinned. "Or do anything too bad."
"I am being called to hell, so you are lucky," he stated. "Demons to torture and the lot. No innocents to be found."
She turned a bit more kissing him. "Is that something you say have fun to."
He couldn't help the chuckle that escaped his chest. "That's a guarantee," he returned smirking. "There is a few more rebellious demons...need to be taught why they do not stir the waters."
She nodded. She knew she would worry about him but its where he needed to be. She accepted that. He had a job to do after all. And he always eventually returned to her. Perhaps with a few more scars showing the battles he was in but otherwise unharmed. "Who's going to be following me today."
He laughed, it had taken her all of a day when she was eight years old for her to realize that he never left her alone completely. She was too precious to risk and was under constant guard. He didn't want any incidents with her relatives or the other mortals to occur. "It is Agreta today."
She grinned, "I like Agreta," she said easily. Agreta was one of the female demons who he set to guard her. Harry found it nice to talk to another girl sometimes though Agreta was not quiet the most girly of people she could associate with. She was a demon warrior and one of the strongest. Then again, demons were never fully girl or boy. They took the form of them. Most you would never even notice.
The easy way she said that amused him. No one liked demons, it was unnatural but for her it was the truth. She saw them as beings not monsters and had won the loyalty of many through her neutrality. "Perhaps she will take you shopping," he suggested. "She has access to unlimited funds. Splurge a bit on yourself."
She rolled her eyes, of course that would be in the days plans. She should have expected it. "I don't need anything."
"Allow me to spoil you," Abaddon said gently. "I am a king and you are my girl. You should be treated as such."
She just gave him one last kiss. "Bye Abaddon." Arguing with the king of demons never did her any good. At least not on matters like these. If it was really important he would listen to her but he did enjoy spoiling her.
He disappeared in a cloud of smoke and she cuddled back into her bed. "Hades come," she said as the hound jumped up onto the bed. She petted him gently, "sleep Hades. It is far too early to be awake."
Near seven or eight she put on her bra and underwear searching for a shirt. She found one of his. It was not human made. It was one of his shirts from his territory. Sown together with something she did not want to imagine but it reminded her of a military like uniform. Buttoned up the front but the fabric was old, ancient even and they no longer made it like his in her realm. She buttoned it up half way and then returned to the bed.
She did not sleep but just laid there petting the hound by her bedside. Agreta appeared in front of her bowing deeply. Agreta was a dark-haired demon, with deep tanned skin. She was tall, towering over Harry and wore a normally fierce expression on her face. Leather cloths that were extremely skin tight and earrings up the entire side of her ear, crystals and the teeth of some of the demonic beings she had fought worn as jewelry. Also, though well-hidden, she had several weapons on her person. Harry however was not fazed by her sudden arrival or slightly frightening appearance. Instead, she just grinned at her good friend. "Good morning Agreta. How are you today?"
"I am well m'lady," she said easily. "King Abaddon suggested that you got spoiled today."
"He says that nearly every day," she said easily getting up. "None of that formality nonsense. Especially not the m'lady bit. Its Harry and you know it."
The demon shook her head before grinning at her attire, "the shirt looks better on you m'lady, then the king."
"Why thank you," she said grinning no longer fazed by the fact that her guards could easily guess what they were up to. "Do you see what Abaddon brought me?"
"A hellhound," Agreta said seeing the animal on the bed, only partially surprised. The king did dote on his love after all and her adoration of animals was well known. "You know, you have the king rapped around your finger and you don't even realize it. You have control that only a woman can have over a man."
Harry laughed, "You keep saying that."
"No matter how many times I say it, it does not make it any less true," The demon quipped.
Harry just shook her head petting the dog by her side. "So anything you'd like to do today."
"I am here as your protection m'lady."
"No, Abaddon sent you for my protection, you are here as my friends," Harry corrected. "Maybe shopping doesn't sound half bad. I have some muggle money in my trunk."
"Maybe something white," She suggested looking her over. "The king likes you in white." Harry blushed as Agreta just gave an almost hollow laugh. "You can sleep with him but just hearing that makes you blush or are you thinking of his reaction when he sees you in white?"
Harry just hit her lightly pulling on a pair of jeans. "That's not funny."
"Sure it is," Agreta teased. "You need some new clothing. Stuff befitting the king's women...befitting a woman."
Harry rolled her eyes, "Come on then Agreta, breakfast is on me."
"Harry, if you weren't the kings love you would be lunch," she teased as Harry pulled on her shoes.
"I am sure I would taste horrible. Stringy and yuck," Harry said easily not at all bothered, use to the demon's morbid jokes. "So, I am thinking maybe a breakfast at the diner that has amazing pancakes then maybe we can go shopping. I do need new cloths."
Agreta took her hand and they appeared in front of the restaurant before she could react or change her mind. "Finally," she mocked, "the king has been trying to get your attire changed for the last five years."
Harry rolled her eyes at the sudden change of surroundings. She had not even had time to grab her purse before the demon transported her away, she was sure that part was planned, "Can you summon my purse please."
"The king insisted on paying," Agreta said not bothering to hide her smugness.
"Agreta," Harry said whining slightly.
She laughed summoning it never truly able to ignore the puppy dog eyes the girl gave, even as a hardened demon warrior. The king wasn't the only one the young girl had wrapped around her fingers. "Happy now m'lady."
"Breakfast," Harry returned pulling her inside as they both ate before going to buy a few things.
"You need more than that," Agreta said as Harry tried on two outfits and bought them.
It always ended up like that when they went shopping. Demons did not tend to understand moderation, "No I don't," Harry returned. "I got all I need."
"You are practically royalty, you are the kings mate. You need to dress befitting of someone of your standing even if you wear these mortal clothing."
Harry grabbed another top she knew would fit her. "There happy," Harry returned.
"No but I suppose that will do," Agreta returned as Harry refused to let the demon pay. "So where to now m'lady."
"We could always get ice-cream," Harry decided. "Then home I suppose. Is there anywhere you would like to go."
Agreta grinned pulling Harry into a store that made her go instantly pink. "I think you owe the king a bit of a proper thank you for that Hellhound."
"I already gave the king a proper thank you," Harry mocked. "I am not wearing that."
"Not even the nun outfit."
Harry laughed, of course that was what the woman picked out, "your insane Agreta. Really, a nun's outfit when I am shagging the...well you know. That's just a no always. Never going to happen."
Agreta grinned holding up an outfit that was leather and chains, "how about this, I am sure he is a leather sort of guy."
Harry blushed violently, "absolutely not. Come on Agreta, let's go."
"What about this, nice white and silky," Agreta suggested holding up a lacy slip.
Harry just pulled her out of the store. She did however notice the grin on Agretas face. "What did you just do," Harry demanded.
Agreta just smirked as they got ice-creams then went back to the Dursleys. Once she reached her room, Harry saw the white and leather outfits on her bed. "AGRETA," She shrieked, "Did you steal these?"
"Harrianna, we are demons, I think if all I am doing is nicking a couple pieces of lingerie then you should be happy."
Harry looked at the bed, "What else did you...hells fire you cannot be serious," Harry said seeing the black leather pants that would fit her skin tight, a black top with the sides torn out in slits as well as a skirt so short it wouldn't show anything and a white skinny strapped dress that would reach her knees. "Agreta you have to take them back."
"Never going to happen," Agreta said easily. "You won't let us dress you like a queen, but you don't always get your own way. Now you own them it would be a waste to not use them."
Harry tossed a pillow at her laughing. "Evil women."
"It comes with the territory sweetheart," Agreta stated. "I think that is much too much clothing. You've seen what we normally wear."
"Yes well I think that would give a lot of people heart attacks. No way am I wearing those," harry stated. "So they misawell go back."
Agreta snapped her fingers and they were folded in the trunk. "What else did you buy," Agreta asked.
Harry just decided to let it go since there would be no winning. "I bought Hades a couple chew toys, a dog dish, some food though I know he can hunt his own but I am going to make sure he is a very happy puppy and I needed more treats."
"Only you would by chew toys for a hellhound, it's no wonder that you have all of the hounds acting like puppies."
Harry just smirked playing with her puppy who yipped about happily.
They settled down for the afternoon and were enjoying themselves, Harry teaching the hound all manners of tricks. Suddenly their peaceful silence ended as Agreta heard apparitions, "Someone's coming," she stated helping Harry to her feet. "Wizards."
"Don't kill them unless they have the dark mark or plan to hurt me," Harry warned. The demon disappeared so as not to be seen but Harry knew that the woman would be nearby, guarding her, protecting her from whomever it could be. Harry heard a knock at her door. "Identify yourself and if you are a death eater you should be warned I have a very vicious dog and not really any reason for you to attack me," Harry said and she could practically feel Agretas disapproving stare.
She did hear slight chuckling outside the door. "Oy green eyes, we have some people with us but no dark marks and when did you get a dog."
"Boyfriend gave it to me," she returned recognizing the voices. "The doors open."
Fred opened the door glancing around, "I don't see a dog."
"It's invisible," Harry said which was the truth. Hellhounds were mostly invisible unless you made them visible. "What are you both doing here and what did George tell me before going home."
"Don't let the muggles get to you and if you need us, write and we would come and hex the hell out of them," Fred stated. "It really is us though."
"If you were not you, I think you'd say the same," Harry returned. "What brings you all to my humble abode."
George glanced at the bedroom, it wasn't quite what he was expecting. There was a large luxurious bed that took up half the room and had what looked to be black silk sheets and mountains of pillows. The walls were a dark red and it seemed larger than it should have been. "So nice room. A bit fancier then I was expecting from you," Fred offered.
Harry rolled her eyes, that would be her friends fault. The demons truly did enjoy spoiling her. "let's say that the majority of stuff in it was a gift from a few friends of mine. They did not like how my room was done up so they did it while I was out. The bed is practically heaven. You haven't answered my question. Why are you here and for that matter who are your friends?"
They nodded getting to the point since they were lucky to even be allowed to come get her. "right well you remember Sirius Black."
Harry nodded, "Mass murdering death eater escaped from Azkaban Sirius Black, sounds familiar."
"Yeah not quite mass murdering and not a death eater," George offered. "Actually, he was your dads best friend at Hogwarts. He wants you to come live with him or at least stay with him for a bit. As long as that's what you want. He wasn't sure if you would be interested or not, but he was hoping you'd at least stay for a few days."
"We swear he is actually a very nice guy," Fred added wanting to assure her of that since the story seemed absolutely insane. "You wouldn't regret getting to know him. He is actually really desperate to see you again. That's originally why he went towards Hogwarts to see you and protect you from the one who framed him."
"Though this room is...merlin none of the rest of the house looks like this," George said still in slight awe. He shook himself out of it, "We need to know if you're interested because its under the fidelius charm."
Harry thought for a moment, she may enjoy that quite a bit but she wanted to talk to Abaddon about it. "I might be, but I'd have to see if I could. Say goodbye to some people. What's the chances of you coming back tomorrow."
"Look girl, we don't have time for this," Moody stated annoyed, they had already been here too long.
Harry looked at him startled, "Well I didn't exactly ask you to break into my house," Harry stated annoyed at the professor. "I'm sorry that I am taking up your time, but I don't even know half you people. Except that you were my professor last year. You seem slightly saner actually, no offence meant."
"Different person, we will explain later," George offered. "I am sure we can come back tomorrow, right Remus."
Remus nodded glancing around the room uneasily. Something just felt off about it, "Yeah that should be fine."
"I'll have an answer then. I am sorry for the bother," Harry said unsure of herself, "but I mean your sort of asking a lot in an instant. I need to think."
Tonks could see what the twins had meant when speaking of her. She was very... timid in a way. She couldn't think of a better word to describe her. Not what she was expecting when remembering the boisterous James Potter and the Ferocious Lily Evens. "That's fine, it is probably a lot to take in. I'm Tonks by the way. I am actually you're like fourth or something cousin on your grandmother's side."
Harry gave her a bright smile having not known she had any family on her fathers' side, "That's actually brilliant," Harry stated surprised though also slightly bothered, if she had wizarding family, why did she live with muggles? "Really?"
"Yep," Tonks said grinning. "Wizards are all related some way. Your grandmother and my great grandfather were brothers and sisters. That's actually how your related to Sirius as well. I hope you do decide to come stay with us." It would maybe also get Sirius out of the funk he was in. At least she hoped.
"Us..."
"A lot of people are currently in the house," Fred stated. "Sirius, Remus here, Tonks, my family and I know you won't like it but Goldstein and Granger. Still you get us so that must be some sort of bonus and I am sure Sirius has thousands of stories about your parents."
Harry perked up even more at that, stories about her parents. That would be brilliant. "That would be nice but how do I know that this isn't some sort of setup?"
They both took magical oaths that they were who they said they were and had no ill intentions with this offer. "How's that," George asked.
"Brilliant, so I will tell you tomorrow?"
Remus smelled something...diseased in the room. He glanced around searching for the scent. "Harry, was someone here," he asked gently glancing around. "Your room smells...dark."
Agreta slipped closer to her. "I have no idea why it would," Harry returned knowing exactly why it would. She wasn't going to tell them it was because of the demon in the room though. Or her hellhound pup. Especially she wasn't going to inform them of what she and Abaddon was doing in the room the night before. "What do you mean it smells since I swear I cleaned. I don't smell anything."
"Oh, you are probably like the one person in the school who doesn't know," Fred said.
Harry easily guessed what he was implying. "Know that he's a werewolf," Harry asked startling them. "I figured that by October. I just wasn't aware of how strong their senses were. I'm afraid I don't know what you mean Professor."
"Sorry, it must just be my nose," Remus said not entirely sure of himself as they left.
Harry turned to face Agreta hoping for advice from the much older demon "What do you think I should do?"
"The choice is yours," Agreta stated, careful not to influence her decision too much but she did have some worries about the sudden invitation. She didn't want to see the girl hurt anymore. "Though it worries me that there are many there. They may have expectations for you."
Harry bit her lip nodding, "I think I need to talk to Abaddon about it. I would like to meet my godfather but that worries me too. They would never accept this part of me anyways. If they are actually interested in who I am... what I do I can't hide it and I've never tried to hide Abaddon or you all."
"Mortals are complicated," Agreta stated. "Just know that you will never lose us whatever you choose."
That statement was a very strong relief though a part of her did know that. She knew they were their to stay but it always made her feel better to hear them say so. "Thank you." She had decisions to make. For the moment though, she had a puppy to train. She wouldn't make a decision without talking to Abaddon.
