Demon and Angel

AN: A quick look through the summer. I can't think of a way to stretch it out too much.

AN2: Year 2 will be very fast as well, considering events in this chapter.

Chapter 11: Summer one.

Harry looked at his Celestation home, that he was going to live in for the month and sighed, he actually didn't feel terribly comfortable in Celestia. It might be because he summoned a demon first, or perhaps it's that they just tried too hard to be 'perfect'.

He knew damn well that they weren't perfect. His bonded angel was a pervert, and there have been angels in the past that were evil, yet hadn't fallen, simply because their self-righteousness prevented them from seeing that they did anything wrong.

Shaking his head he followed the angel that was impatient to be home.

The next day... school started for Harry. He had to play catch up with his schooling in most areas, since his Hogwarts schooling was missing most of the subjects, and woefully behind in others. He also had to finish checking through the books taken from the house he summoned his angel in.

So far, the books have been porn, all involving female angel and/or demon slaves. They had several thousand left to check, out of the fifty thousand they salvaged from the second house, and Umbra refused to let him destroy the porn.

The fact that she now had a large supply of bondage gear worried him.

Shaking his head he accepted the hug from his future angel stepmother. She's a fairly stern and distant woman, but like all female angels for some reason, she couldn't resist hugging him at every opportunity.

The woman was five foot ten inches tall and habitually dressed in a business suit that was pure white and complemented her prismatic wings and pitch black hair nicely.

She was rarely at home with her responsibilities as both the headmistress of her school, and her husband's assistant, but she was also there for every important event of her daughters' life.

She was also coordinating the wedding for the three bonded for the instant it was legal with the cooperation of both Etna and Flonne.

Harry headed to his room with his bonded, and groaned at the package on his bed, it was a cosplay costume, as well as pictures and dimensions of Illyaviel von Einzbern, from Fate/Kaleid Liner Prisma Illya, the boxed set of the anime, and instructions to watch it, and practice for the part this time, and Flonne expected him to, as much as reasonable, act the part.

He sighed, as did Hikari and Umbra, Nerf was eager, she had acquired a taste for magical girl shows while in Laharl's Castle, and Kaniz didn't care.

Popping the first disk in he started watching the anime, and his first thought was that he hoped in hell that the stick he had was just an imitation and not the genuine article because he seriously would break the damn thing it was anything like the one in the anime, consequences be damned.

He just wished that Flonne would lighten up on him soon, it wasn't his fault that he summoned Hikari.

The summer passed quickly as he had school the whole time in both realms, training in the item world, five comic cons, three anime cons, and a raid on a vampire hideout.

Harry quite enjoyed the last one, the vamp in the crimson coat was fun to fight with.

Oh wait, the raid was one of the comic cons, the vampires were real though, he and the vampire won first place for best costumes, Harry was dressed as a young Bloodrain, and the vampire was dressed as himself.

The Department of magic in America decided to go with the tried and true method of preventing muggles from realizing that they just saw a supernatural event, they thanked the two for the show, and had a bunch of Aurors come out and take a bow, a bit of a wide range confundus and nobody realized that the 'actors' didn't look the same as the newly dead vamps.

So much more useful than obviating the muggles, as some muggles have started noting discrepancies between their new memories, or notice a hole in their memories.

Soon it was time to go school shopping... again, and this time Lamington was able to accompany them.

As they entered the Alley they were struck by the very large crowd around the bookstore, and a foppish man promoting an autobiography.

Laharl, Etna, Flonne, Harry, Hikari, Nerf who was in her catgirl form, Lamington, and Kaniz looked at each other, well all but Kaniz did, she was detecting a Horcrux nearby. Actually two. But one was within a hundred feet. Looking around, the android saw Lucius Malfoy and his son. The elder Malfoy had the soul jar in his pocket. Kaniz noted her group was moving to the bank, as they had spent all they withdrew the last time they were in the alley, Kaniz palmed a hand item, and as soon as she came in range, used it. Pocketing the diary she obtained she considered it a job well done. She now had more of Riddle's soul than the rest of the shards combined.

She was proud of herself for her subtlety, and she was so far in her contentedness, that she ignored the panicking man who was searching for the diary. Adjusting the maid outfit that her master let Flonne put her in, she entered the bank and was able to identify that the second one was in the bank. The information from the two soul fragments that the android had, told her what the Horcrux was, but not where it was, as the dark lord had handed two of them off to his servants to hide, one of which was in her pocket.

The other was most likely in the bank, she would have to talk to the goblins about the item.

She got her chance since the cart couldn't fit everybody. So she was left behind, along with Laharl and Lamington.

"Goblin," she said as she approached the being.

"Yes... er... Human?" the confused goblin said.

"What's your policy about Horcruxes in a vault?"

The goblin froze, and asked, "You think we have one of those abominations in the bank?"

"Yes, the last Dark Lord gave Lestrange one, and she put it in her vault."

The goblin gave a, to a weaker being, terrifying smirk and responded, "the Penalty for such a thing, is the immediate forfeiture of the vault contents, and the destruction of the item in question."

"If you want, I could purify the soul shard, that way you can simply confiscate the very valuable founder's artifact," the android offered.

The goblin smirked, and replied, "Let me discuss this with the director. If you can purify such an item, you will be rewarded."

Twenty minutes later, she and a small team were traveling towards the Lestrange vault.

Harry's face was priceless when the two carts pass each other, especially since it meant Kaniz had done something on her own, which was exceedingly rare. Except it seemed where Tom Riddle was concer... oh, ok.

He settled back smirking. He had figured out that the android had probably figured out the location of one of the items.

That put the list of destroyed soul jars up to, to his knowledge, three. Himself, the ring he now owned that he got for Christmas, and whatever she was after.

He was wrong of course, the number was four.

The group split up, those that could at least, to see if there was anything interesting in the various alleys.

Harry headed for the bookstore. He wanted to see if there were any new books in stock. As they had bought a copy of almost all the books the last time they were in the alley, at least the useful looking ones. Many of them looked useless, like the Lockhart books.

The trio started moving through the crowd, so as to get to the entrance, of the bookstore, when Harry was unexpectedly grabbed.

The grabber tried to drag Harry though the crowd.

"Let go asshole," Harry snarled.

"Harry Potter! This is a great oppertuniteeeeee!" the blonde man started, and ended in a scream as Harry grabbed the hand that had violated his personal space, and started squeezing.

With a crack that made those near him wince, the segments of bone under Harry's hand powdered, and the fleshy parts nearly liquefied.

"What do you think you're doing to him you brat!" a redheaded woman yelled.

Harry turned towards her, and she chokes as Harry had forgotten his headband at home, and replied still holding the now sobbing man's arm, "This asshole grabbed me and tried to drag me off somewhere, I simply stopped him from doing so,"

"How dare you! He probably just wanted to give you the honor of having your picture taken, there was no need to hurt him!" the woman screamed at the boy, who was getting a headache from being in such a close proximity to someone who's voice reached nearly the same decibel range as a stage speaker.

Umbra beat him to the reply by snarling, "So, you're saying that it's okay to... wait, I recognize you! You're the bitch who grabbed Harry at the train station! No wonder why you don't see anything wrong with a strange man grabbing a child, you do the same!"

Hikari looked at the woman, and simply said, "Leave us alone."

The group of redheaded children/teens with her glared at the boy, but knew that they didn't stand a chance against him without magic... and performing magic in public like this, especially with people around who dislike their family would be very bad for them... if they had their wands in the first place, as their mother confiscated them during the summer months.

Though some were planning on revenge for the insult to their mother on the train ride.

Letting the man go, Harry headed into the store, with most present scrambling out of the trio's way, and knocking a blonde girl down in the process.

Noting that everybody was too frightened of him to help her, Harry held out his hand and asked, "are you alright? That was rather rude of them to knock you down like that."

The girl, whom a year younger than him smiled dreamily at the boy, as she took his hand. "Yes just a bit of bruising," the girl responded. "the wrackspirts are strong in them."

Hauling the slight girl to her feet, an easy task, Harry introduced himself, "My name is Harry Potter, and yours is?"

"My name is Hikari," the demon added.

"Umbra, nice to meet you."

"Luna Lovegood, it's nice to meet you. That's a very odd bond you have to those two," Luna commented.

"Yes, yes it is, do you wish to join us in buying books? I probably won't find anything I don't already have here, but I can hope," Harry offered.

The Girl's smile could've lit up a dark room.

A redheaded girl's jealousy of Luna's luck in getting friendly with Harry that quickly was written all over her face, but nobody was really looking at her.

The bookstore shopping went quickly, with Harry only picking out the new defense against the dark art's book, which was written by Kaniz for her class. Not that he was actually attending the class, as he was far ahead in all but transfiguration, and pulling ahead there as well due to self-study, and the fact that he didn't need to stop casting over the summer.

He was scheduled to take some of his OWLs after this year, if he was lucky, he could take them all.

Dumbledore had tried to prevent him from arranging them, but any student could opt to take the tests early, even if they had to wait ten years in order to try again if they did badly, which meant few took the opportunity.

After the bookstore, Harry and his girls wandered around until it was time to go, and left with his future family, who had far fewer bags than in the first trip, as they had bought so much the first time through.

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Time passed until it was time to go, and Harry was looking at the entrance to the platform for the Hogwarts express and started to walk to it.

Only to crash into a solid barrier.

"Fuck," Harry muttered, as he realized that he was blocked out of the platform for some reason.

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End chapter.

EN: spoiler, just because the plan went down the tubes, it doesn't mean that everyone who KNEW of the plan knows that the plan is FUBAR.