Once Ginny joined the fray, the Stray Devil didn't stand a chance. By the time the king of the British Peerage came back, the Stray Devil they had been fighting were just laying on the ground, limbless. And the rest of the Peerage were busy restraining Ginny from going on a crazed killing spree, by keeping her buried underneath a comically massive pile of quidditch equipment and merchandise, probably Luna's doing. Sending a few glances back and forth between the pile of quidditch equipment and merchandise and the immobilized Stray Devil, Lilith simply sighed as she walked over to the Stray Devil, forming a sphere of pale purple destructive energy in her hand as she did so.
"Not sure why I bother with this. But what the hell? See ya in hell ya bastard!" Exclaimed Lilith, talking mostly to herself, as she launched the sphere of destructive energy at the Stray Devil. Striking true, the sphere completely obliterated the Stray Devil from both the physical and spiritual plane of existence. "Boom. Maou that felt satisfying."
"Fatality! We win!" Exclaimed Luna happily, who was sitting on the top of the massive pile of quidditch equipment and merchandise, kicking her legs back and forth.
"Hate to be the party pooper. But right we need to deal with Ginny. We have to celebrate later." Exclaimed Hermione in a serious tone.
"Ginny? What the hell happened after I was sent flying?"
"She ran out of patience and joined the fray despite being told not to. Where upon she essentially butchered the Stray Devil. The problem is that she's still… how do I put this…" Exclaimed Luna, only to come to a loss of words.
"It's only the pile of quidditch equipment and merchandise that is keeping her from going anywhere and cause a bloody massacre, literally most likely." Hermione cut in rather bluntly.
"Right. Anything else I should know?"
"She's basically naked underneath all this junk, and once she transform back to normal, she'll definitely be naked." Quipped Luna shamelessly, which for some reason caused the crazy knight underneath the pile to stop moving.
"Di-di-di-did you just say that I'm naked right now!?" Shouted Ginny loud enough to hear her despite the fact that she was underneath the pile, sounding much more embarrassed than the bloodlusting maniac she was just a few seconds ago. Making the rest of the Peerage guess that she was blushing, and possibly having discovered a reliable solution for snapping her out her Berserker-state.
"Not that I see the apparent problem with it other than maybe the chill of the evening, but yeah. That's what they said." Exclaimed Lilith, either completely missing the embarrassment in Ginny's tone, or simply ignoring it since she didn't really care about things like nudity and modesty.
"Your mom was a Devil of the Bael-clan, whose female members are infamous for not caring about things like nudity and modesty. A trait that is obviously hereditary, if you and Rias are anything to go on. So please do everyone a favor and shut up." Deadpanned Hermione at her king.
"Buzzkill." Muttered Lilith to herself while pouting, causing her queen and bishop to laugh at her teasingly.
After about an hour of not only digging Ginny out of the pile of quidditch equipment and merchandise and getting the Sword-Devil of the Peerage into some clothes, (namely a more than a few sizes too large shirt advertising one of the quidditch-teams. The Peerage literally just tossed the largest shirt they could find in the pile at Ginny and told her to put it on) the British Peerage returned to the Weasleys. The king of the Peerage was also fast enough, much to the relief of everyone nearby, to cast a silencing spell on the matriarch, Molly Weasley, before she got the opportunity to assault their ears. Lilith definitely didn't miss that the twins, who she viewed as a pair of older brother-figures, mouthing her a thank you when she muted their mother. If Lilith would have to accept anyone as a possible mother-figure, that would most likely be her aunt, Venelana Gremory, who actually agreed to Lilith's legal guardian and signed the necessary paperwork, and not the Weasley matriarch.
"Mrs. Weasley, please. Just do everyone a favor and let 'em go to sleep. Don't make me mute you again, you Maou-damn harpy!" Exclaimed Lilith in a rather grumpy tone, marching off into a section of the magical tent labeled Girls. The Weasleys were rendered too stunned to react that Lilith just called the matriarch of the family a harpy, nor that she actually said Maou instead of God. The Devils on the other hand just shrugged and decided to follow the Devil/Reaper-hybrid's example and hit the hay.
By the time the Sword-Devil of the British Peerage entered the section of the magical tent where the girls would sleep, everyone was already in their respective sleepwear… except for Lilith, Luna and Rias, who wasn't wearing anything, at all. Ginny blushed at the sight of the three naked girls, and said blush deepened when she realized that Lilith and Luna were naked in the same bed. The minor spike of envy, which was quickly followed by the minor desire to stab something, the Sword-Devil felt was quickly pushed down in favor of getting ready to sleep and getting into her sleepwear. Once she was changed and reentered the bedroom, the other girls didn't seem to be planning on going to sleep just yet and stay up and chat instead.
"…and then he put rollerblades on the damn thing!" Exclaimed Lilith, earning a collection of laughs from the other girls, probably talking about something that happened at some point during the school year.
"As amusing as it would be to have witnessed that in person, am pretty sure at least someone ended up reliving some sort of traumatic experience because of that stunt." Exclaimed Rias as she calmed down from what Lilith just said, her breast bouncing as she did so.
"Oh… I assure you, someone did." Stated Lilith solemnly. "It wasn't me."
"Lilith…"
"I swear, it wasn't me!"
"Lilith. You snuck into my bed and pretty much cried yourself to sleep against my shoulder that night." Deadpanned Hermione, who was only wearing a t-shirt and a pair of panties (though whether or not she was wearing anything under the shirt was uncertain), from her bed.
"I expected that Maou-damn Boggart to turn into a dementor! Not a bloody clown!" Exclaimed Lilith defensively, quite loudly.
"What!? You can face off against dementors, the practical embodiment of fear, with no issues, but you're absolutely terrified… by clowns?" Exclaimed Akeno, who was wearing a yukata, in disbelief, while simultaneously finding the thought a little ridiculous.
"I don't care what other people say! Clowns are evil! Evil!"
"We get it! You're afraid of clowns. No need to shout." Deadpanned Koneko, who (like Hermione) was wearing a t-shirt and panties for sleepwear, from her sleeping spot.
"I'm sorry if this sounds weird and/or rude, but care to share why you're afraid of clowns? Whatever those are." Exclaimed the Sword-Devil of the British Peerage, who was wearing an actual pajamas with the Hogwarts crest patterned all over it, making her presence in the bedroom known.
"There demons that has escaped the deepest darkest pits of hell! And people claim that they're funny! Bunch of weirdos!"
"WHAT!?"
"Relax. She's exaggerating… mostly." Exclaimed Akeno, surprising the entire room, except for Rias.
"There have been a few Stray Devils in the past that mutated into forms with a rather disturbing resemblance to demonic clowns." Stated Rias.
"Was one of those strays called Pennywise?"
"Actually yes. Why?"
"I knew he was real! Hermione! Money… tomorrow."
"What has a dead Stray Devil to do with your fear of clowns?"
"Ever heard of IT?"
"What?"
"IT."
"Seriously, what?"
"IT. As in the Maou-forsaken horror movie that I accidentally walked in on as a kid and because of the villain, Pennywise the Clown, was scared for life and terrified by clowns ever since!" Shouted Lilith out. Taking a few deep breaths afterwards. Something that prompted the naked dirty-blonde-and-pale-bluenet that was sharing a bed with the Devil/Reaper-hybrid to give said Devil/Reaper-hybrid a hug from behind, pressing her relatively large breast against her king's back.
"I think it's best that we drop this conversation and go to sleep." Stated Luna calmly.
"Agreed!" Was the exclamation of agreement from pretty much everyone of the girls.