Rias Gremory and her Peerage only needed a minute to understand why her/their king's cousin loathed being around Ron Weasley, and why she shamelessly called him a dumbass who couldn't take a hint. And they simply couldn't help but agree with Lilith's assessment of him after meeting the idiot.
He was loud, lazy, somewhat rude and he simply wouldn't look anyone of the girls, except for his sister and Koneko, in the eyes when speaking to them. He even tried to grab Lilith's ass when she wasn't looking, but was thankfully stopped by Lilith using her demonic aura to intimidate him into backing off. And what she said when she did so was quite amusing to the Devils.
"Keep your hands to yourself Weasley. There's only two sets of hands that get to touch my ass, and those hands belong to my queen and bishop." Stated Lilith firmly. Releasing her demonic presence to emphasize her point and increase her intimidation-factor. As she said the last part, she sat down on the couch within the enchanted tent, the members of her Peerage joining in beside her, with Luna snuggling into her king's side. Who decided to be a bit childish and blew Ron a raspberry, while Hermione decided to be more mature, but intentionally not subtle. Reaching behind Lilith's back and putting a hand on her king's hip, who just wrapped her arms around her girls' lower backs and put her hands on their respective hips. An action that only seemed to piss Ron off, if the very ineffective glare he sent the girls who used to call him a friend.
The friendship between Lilith Potter, Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley were firmly broken apart when the female members of the group made their respective preference of not only gender but also each other known, roughly around the first half of the first semester of the third year. Neither one of them liked boys and preferred girls, specifically each other. A confession that made Ron throw a major tantrum, revealing more than a few secrets and firmly shattering all semblance of trust and friendship that once existed between the former members of the former group known as the Golden Trio.
As the exchange between the former friends, now reluctant acquaintances, happened the twins started talking to the members of the mostly Japanese Peerage.
"Um, hi." Exclaimed one of the twins, though whether or not it was Fred or George was up for debate, earning the attention of the king of the mostly Japanese Peerage.
"Hello." Exclaimed Rias in an unnervingly calm tone.
"Not to be rude or anything, but who are you and what's your connection to Lilith?" Asked the other twin.
"The girl the two of us have come to view as a second little sister." Stated the first twin.
"Oh? Okay then. My name is Rias Gremory. And to answer your question, she's my cousin on our mothers sides."
"Oh! In that case, I'm Fred, he's George."
"Or is it that I'm Fred and he's George?"
"Is that some sort of inside joke or something? Cause it isn't funny, Fred, George." Deadpanned Rias at the twins, correctly.
"How did you know!?" Demanded both twins in unison.
"Lilith. She told me that George has a bigger nose and smaller ears than Fred. The difference is minor and most people don't pay attention to such things." Explained Rias in an amused tone and she promptly released a giggle upon seeing the twins dumbfounded expressions.
Back with Lilith, her girls and Ron, the former friends were still glaring at each other. Well, Lilith and Hermione were still glaring at Ron, while Luna was paying more attention to the girl her friendship was somewhat… unstable with, Ginny Weasley, who for some reason had a presence that was practically bleeding with bloodlust. In fact! Her presence has always had that uncomfortable sensation of bloodlust, and thanks to the mostly Japanese Peerage Luna knew that only a very few things had such a presence. Either a very powerful supernatural warmonger, a vampire or the host of a cursed supernatural weapon. And if Luna had to make a guess, it was the latter. Not willing to take any risk with potentially lethal consequences, she put most of the people in the tent under a very powerful illusion that pretty much froze everyone except Ginny and the other Devils.
"Ginny, my king, Rias…" Exclaimed Luna after casting the illusion. "I think it's best that everyone go outside."
"Right. I trust your judgment. Come along everyone. You two Ginny." Stated Lilith as she led her Peerage out of the tent.
Once outside, the Devils kept themselves at a safe distance from Ginny Weasley, the possible host of a cursed supernatural weapon, who was feeling more than a little uncomfortable while still radiating an aura of bloodlust. Luna decided to take the initiative.
"Ginny, I'll be blunt. I have my suspicions that you are possibly the host of a cursed weapon." Stated the dirty-blond-and-pale-bluenet bluntly.
"What!? I haven't touched any weapon! Let alone a cursed one!" Denied the sole daughter of the Weasley family.
"I'm not saying that you picked up a cursed weapon. I'm saying that you might have been born with one inside your soul."
"What!?"
"*sigh* let me ask you this; have you ever felt that the only solution to a problem, that could easily have been resolved through a peaceful method, was violence? Maybe more specifically, absolute carnage?" Asked Luna.
"Yes. Every time I feel frustrated, something just tells me that the only solution is absolute carnage. And that something demands blood." Admitted Ginny, very reluctantly. "I have tried to satisfy the urge by slaughtering rodents on occasion but it's never enough. I sometimes even feel very good while doing so, but also very funny at the same time." That made most of the others blush since they had a very rough idea of what she was talking about.
As essentially a rule of thumb, the hosts of cursed supernatural weapons were mostly identified as having a very overwhelming bloodlust and for being more than a little sadistic, even to the extent that they experienced pleasure in violence. And Ginny's confession effectively confirmed Luna's suspicions that the daughter of the Weasleys was the host of a cursed supernatural weapon. The only question now was what weapon was it. Fortunately (or maybe unfortunately) for Devils, the process of awakening a cursed weapon was very similar to the awakening of a Sacred Gear.
"Ginny Weasley." Exclaimed Lilith calmly, earning the attention of the witch in question. "I am willing to offer you a place in my Peerage and the training to control the weapon you're hosting. You see, the world is much bigger than the wizarding world. In fact, it's less than a fraction in the supernatural world."
"Okay… you're starting to scare me Lillith. What are you talking about?" Asked Ginny hesitantly.
"Allow me to reintroduce myself. Hello. My name is Lilith Potter, and I'm a Devil/Reaper-hybrid." Stated Lilith calmly as she unleashed her wings to prove her point. "Now that you know what I am, are you willing become a part of my Peerage and gain the training to control your… urges?"
"Yes. I want control. Do it. I don't care what I have to do, all I want is to control these urges!"
"In that case, lie down and let us proceed."