Chapter 1:
As Harry stood alone in the library he browsed the books; skimming over them with a finger. He stopped when he saw a particular volume 'Demons of the netherworld and how to summon them' by The Evil Overlord Laharl. Very carefully he slipped the book from the shelf and sheltered it under his cloak. He made his way from the library as fast and as quiet as possible, safely hidden under his invisibility cloak. It was midnight when he placed himself upon his bed, the boys in his dorm crowded round to see what he had managed to 'borrow'.
"What's this?" said Ron "You want us to summon a demon?"
"No, don't be daft! I thought it might make interesting reading and it would be good to know the kinds of creatures Voldemort might send"
"Ahhh I see," Ron replied.
As they flicked through the pages they looked at the many strange otherworldly beings that could be called upon to do one's bidding.
"WOW! look at that," exclaimed Neville "They are like melons I tell you!"
"Lets get this one, lets get this one," squealed Ron with excitement, pointing to the image that had caused so much commotion.
"No we need to think about this, we don't want to summon a demon especially not an empusa" remarked Harry. He flicked the page to find a small insert on Prince Vesuvio.
"Awww, read this it's sweet," commented Harry
"Prince Vesuvio (Vesu), 3rd in line to the Netherworld throne. He enjoys long walks on the beach and snuggling up to anyone soft and squishy," read Ron quizzically.
"So how do we summon him? He seems so cute," enquired Dean.
"Well are you sure you wanna know?" replied Harry.
"Yes I want to summon a demon!"
"Okay, then it says that you have to roll on the floor chanting 'vesuvesuvesu,'"
"Right... yeah that's never gonna work, but its worth a try! Come on boys!"
The boys left the book on Harry's bed and, rolling on the floor, they chanted the incantation in unison. Then they broke out into hysterical laughter; nothing happened.
"Oh well I guess it must just be one of those story type books put in there for the first years," sighed Dean.
"But it was in the restricted section," Harry replied. "I am getting tired; I guess we should sleep now."
The boys departed each to his individual bed, drawing the drapes and leaving no opportunity for the legions of yaoi fangirls to start getting ideas.
At around 4am all that could be heard was the gentle sleepy snores of Neville, until KABOOM!!! And with that the room filled with smoke.
"What the….." came the response of a stunned Ron.
"I cant see a thing, wands out," was Harry's reply.
"I have come for you," intoned a voice out of the smoke.
"Who, who are you," stuttered Harry. "Sh- show yourself."
"Who am I? Didn't you call for me?" answered the voice.
The smoke began to clear and in the centre appeared a small boy looking lost and frightened.
"Do you think maybe……," started Dean.
"Nah couldn't be…," filled in Seamus.
"Or could it…..," added Neville.
"I think perhaps it is," stated Harry "Well, there's only one way to find out; are you Prince Vesuvio?" he asked the small boy kindly.
"Uhuh! are you Harry Potter?" Vesuvio enquired.
"How'd you know that?"
"I was reading 'bout you, and then you summoned me."
The boys glanced nervously at one another, unsure of what they had done.