A Massive Summoning Mistake.
AN: Another Flatulence.
AN2: my Beta has the next chapters of Demon and Angel, and Harry and Vampire.
AN3: a bit on the short side
Chapter 1: Plots Intersect.
Draco smirked, he had done it, a stunner from behind, and he had captured Harry, and once he performed the ritual, not only would he have a demon servant, he would be able to show the dark lord scar head's corpse.
Reading through the badly damaged and stained book, he was thankful that the ritual circle and summoning words were still intact, although some of the instructions were missing, he could figure it out.
Reading what instructions he could he saw that the sacrifice had to be placed in one of the parts of the circle, and the person the demon would be bound to in another.
Which goes where was obscured, but he was sure that the binder would be in the more elaborate part, while the sacrifice in the plainer part.
After thoroughly binding Harry in ropes, to the point that everything below the neck was cocooned in ropes, that he stuck to the floor in what he had determined to be the appropriate place, he woke and silenced the other boy.
"Hello scar head, welcome to the last hour of your life. Once this ritual is finished, I will have a powerful demon under my control, and you'll be dead, you should have accepted my offer three years ago!" with that proclamation he started chanting just as the clock hit midnight.
Midway through the six-hour ritual, he noticed that he was rapidly getting weaker, and tried to stop the ritual.
He couldn't. His body wouldn't obey his commands to stop, which was actually a safety feature the designer put in because incomplete rituals can be dangerous.
Minutes before he finished, Aurors burst in, after detecting the massive amount of magic being used in a muggle neighborhood.
They saw what looked like a child-sized wizened old man chanting the final words to a ritual, with a very bound boy in the circle as well, a young boy that had black gunk over his face.
And then as he spoke the final word, he turned to dust, and an explosion of smoke heralded the arrival of... a girl in her mid-teens?
The lead auror tensed as he got a better look at the girl. She looked between fourteen and sixteen, had pinkish hair, red eyes, and was wearing a rather scandalous outfit for her age. The outfit consisted of a collar like part that was made of cloth but went down halfway to her shoulders and had a skull decoration hanging from it, detached sleeves, a corset-like top that the center had bare strip nearly two inches wide except for strings holding the two sides together, and had peaks that went to just above her modest chest. The entire top was purple with red piping. A black short skirt and red ankle-length boots with skulls on them completed her ensemble. (EN)
What set the auror's teeth on edge, was the demonic wings, golden horn, and sharp teeth.
"What the HELL is going on here?" the obvious young demon yelled. Then she started cursing as she recognized the feel of the human world.
For the first time, simply because he had never needed it, he cursed the ministry for cutting the demonology courses from the auror academy over a century ago.
Taking a deep breath, and stopping to give a glare at his companions as a nonverbal way to tell them to keep quiet, he walked to the young demon.
"You apparently had been summoned by that pile of dust, that used to be a person," the Auror said calmly, while on the inside he was panicking.
"What the HELL?" she shouted after stopping her cursing, and then calmed down. She then looked closer at the ground, and she was pissed. She was now bound to serve, for the rest of both their lives, to the boy that was still cocooned in rope.
Both of their lives, because she is now shearing her lifespan with the boy in question. She could tell because it looked like the person made a mistake on a few runes that cause that effect.
Collapsing bonelessly to the ground, she wanted to cry.
She about being summoned, it was taught in demon school.
There were multiple layers of bindings, determined by both the reason for the summoning, and what was used as a sacrifice.
The lowest, least binding method was for a person to use only their magic.
Next is to use blood.
Then using their own blood.
Sacrificing an animal would be next, followed by a human, a magical human, and finally, theoretically, yourself.
The younger the sacrifice the more binding the ritual.
The last usually used to bind a demon to avenge some wrong, and there has been no recorded case of a child sacrificing themselves, and no reported cases of a person willingly sacrificing themselves to bind a demon in service to another.
Not knowing you're doing it, but still starting sacrifice of your own free will still counts as sacrificing yourself.
Then binding a demon for a task is always stronger than binding one to servitude... usually.
Shaking her head she picked up er trident that had fallen to the floor when she had been summoned and noticed the wizard pointing his wand at her new master, moving quickly she interposed herself between the two and pointed her weapon at him.
"What the HELL do you think you are doing pointing your wand at my master?" she demanded of him.
"I was just going to cut him loose, and remove the silencing spell on him, and what do you mean your master?"
"That idiotic pile of dust sacrificed itself to bind me to serve that boy for the rest of our lives," she replied as she lowered her weapon cautiously.
The auror conjured a cloth to wipe the boy's face before cutting him loose.
He after he did so, the face, and the slightly bleeding scar hit him.
Someone had kidnapped Harry Potter and bound a demon to him.
"Well this explains a HELL of a lot," he heard a voice say. He of course recognized it, and if not, the inclusion of the emphasized word 'hell' would have clued him in, as the demon had done it every time she spoke.
"Oh?" he asked as he helped the boy up.
"That guy was idiotic as HELL and was using a badly damaged book, with damaged or smudged instructions. He probably intended to sacrifice that boy over there to bind me to himself. Let's see, oh the owners had put something in the front cover, 'Property of the Malfoy Family'."
"May I have that book? It's evidence, and I'll need you to come with me to sort this mess out," the man said, while waving the idiots that he had been saddled with to put their wands away, he wasn't even sure that magic would work on the demon and wasn't in a hurry to find out. This was already going to be a shit show of massive proportions. The boy who lived having a demon servant, a book from the Malfoy family being used for the summoning, which meant that the pile of dust with a wand might have been one of that family, and the ministry trying to discredit the boy.
Yeah, he wasn't looking forward to the next few days.
Unknown to him, the situation had just gotten more complicated.
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From #4 Privat Drive, two dementors left the building, leaving three soulless muggles behind, and were caught by the aurors coming to arrest Harry Potter for breaking the underage magic laws, since he was the only magical n the area, any magic near his wand must have been performed by him.
Collecting the wand as evidence, bagging the dust, and taking some pictures, he motioned for his subordinates to clean up the area of anything magical and then created a portkey to the ministry.
It will be a long day.
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End chapter, since this is a Flatulence chapter, I don't feel guilty about ending it with it this short.
EN: Kurona from Gal*Gun 2 (also makes an apprentice with a different costume in Gal*Gun Double Peace)