Despite the fact that Hogwarts' wards couldn't stop the British Peerage from simply teleporting onto the school grounds via a demonic transportation circle, they opted to take the Hogwarts Express and arrive by train, like the other students. And since it was something of an unwritten rule amongst Peerages to stick together, the Devils gathered themselves inside a compartment as soon as possible, though that didn't mean that they arrived at the same time. In fact, the little harem (consisting of Hermione Granger, Lilith Potter and Luna Lovegood) got there first and proceeded to have a session of preparation and studying. The goal was to prepare their establishment of their own diabolical territory, namely Hogwarts and its surrounding area. They did of course place down a barrier that evoked a compulsion that made people want to avoid their compartment, unless it was a member of the Peerage, in other words, Ginny Weasley, who boarded the train together with her family, and took her leave as soon as she could to find her peers.
By the time the Sword-Devil arrived, the three senior Devils were busy discussing what their excuse for repeatedly gathering and being seen together (outside of the little harem being in a three way relationship with each other) should be.
"I'm telling ya, establishing a club with very specific requirements and/or interests still seems like the best option to do if you ask me. The Myths and Legends Club." Exclaimed Lilith cheerfully. "Or MaLC for short."
"Sounds good to me. The two of you are known to be either muggleborn or at least raised by 'em. As for me… well I'm me." Quipped Luna with a shrug at the end.
"And the sort of sad part is that most people will just shrug off whatever you're up to as you simply being you Luna." Stated Hermione in a tone that almost sounded like she was disappointed with the fact that she couldn't really counter said fact.
"What are you three talking about?" Asked Ginny, making her presence known as she entered the compartment.
"Well. That would be…" Hermione starts explaining what the three Devils were talking about, until she got unceremoniously interrupted by a certain annoyance.
"Me of course." And said annoyance was none other than Draco Malfoy, the Slytherin whose ego is only comparable to the (most likely unrightfully earned) amount of money his family has in their pockets. His presence caused all four of the girls to groan in annoyance.
"Nobody was talking about you Malfoy." Deadpanned Lilith bluntly, before sharing a few glances with her girls, holding a silent conversation. Finally, all three of them nodded in unison. "Besides, I already have a pair of girlfriends. Am I right ladies!?" That prompted Lilith's girls to temporarily abandon all manner of subtlety and show that they were Lilith's girls. Namely Luna lying down and using Lilith's lap as a pillow, proceeding to take a nap, while Hermione engaged Lilith in a deep kiss, closing their eyes in the enjoyment.
By the time the two Devils disengaged the kiss, Ginny was already sitting on a seat on the opposite side of the compartment, blushing. Malfoy and his goons had already left. And Luna was still asleep with her head on Lilith's lap, snoring adorably on occasion.
"Lilith…"
"Yes Hermione?"
"Please remove your hands from my ass and chest."
"Are you sure that you don't want me to remove something else instead? You don't hear me complain about the fact that you already have your hands under my shirt." At that, Hermione followed her arms and saw that her hands were indeed under Lilith's shirt, specifically with one of her hands on Lilith's larger breast and the other touching her king's lower back, which appropriately (or maybe inappropriately) caused the Devil/Hellcat-hybrid to blush and the Devil/Reaper-hybrid to chuckle pervertedly.
"Perverts. All three of you." Deadpanned Ginny with a blush on her face.
"Urgh… everyone's a pervert. It's just a matter of how much you let it show." Quipped Luna tiredly before going back to sleep. Silencing the entire compartment with her comment.
"Do I wanna know why she's this tired?" Asked Ginny, ignoring what Luna just said.
"These two recently discovered that both of them are ticklish and proceeded to have a tickling match that ended up turning into a make out session before undressing and crashing out of exhaustion." Deadpanned Hermione, who had removed her hands from underneath her king's shirt by now and put one of them on her king's hip instead, while using the other to rest her shin in hand. She then absentmindedly noticed some sort of weight being added to her shoulder and sends a quick glance in that direction. What she found was her king resting her head on her shoulder, having taken Luna's example in taking a nap. "Meh. Might as well join 'em. There's plenty of time until the train arrives at Hogwarts. We can continue with our… club meeting later. Wake me up when we're there." And with that, the Devil/Hellcat-hybrid joined her king and fellow feline in their catnap. Neither one of the cats either didn't notice, or simply didn't care when their king put her hands on her girls respective hips possessively.
Lilith might a Devil/Reaper-hybrid, but she's as greedy as a Dragon. And that's Dragon with the capital D, as in sentient beings, not dragons, huge draconian beasts with a level of intelligence comparable to a wild animal. And she could be just as dangerous as one when her property was threatened, taken or threatened of being taken. Which made her want to mark her girls as hers, figuratively speaking at least. Namely by making rings with her crest, The Mark of The Deathly Hallows, for her girls and herself.
Hermione was the one of Lilith's girls who understood the Devil/Reaper-hybrid the best, having been her friend before becoming one of her girlfriends the longest. In public, Lilith hides her true self behind the persona of a proud and serious girl who can get very dangerous if angered, a persona that also functions as a form of coping mechanism whenever Lilith's uncomfortable. In private, amongst family or amongst those Lilith feel comfortable around however, the metaphorical mask comes off, revealing the Devil/Reaper-hybrid's true colors. A sensitive young girl who's been starving for affection, never really gotten to truly be a child and might have an issue of being a bit too submissive. Which has made people who knew that side of Lilith, mainly Hermione and Luna, to compare her to a kicked puppy. Something that Hermione became very familiar with after her and Lilith's confession about their preference whenever their former friend Ron Weasley insulted Lilith when he thought she couldn't hear him, causing her to sneak into Hermione's bed and cry herself to sleep in her true friend's embrace at night.
During the remainder of the train ride nothing really happened. That is if Neville Longbottom's toad, Trevor, somehow ending up in the Peerage compartment despite the compulsory barrier doesn't count. Than again, the barrier was intended for people and not animals, so it wasn't really surprising that it was useless as an animal repellent.
Speaking of animals, Hermione and Luna has transformed their pets into their familiars. Hermione's half-kneazle, Crookshanks, and Luna's strange cat-like creature, Jacqueline (also known as just Jack). Which, as a result, gave the two cat-like creatures a human-like form each.
Crookshanks' human-like form resembled a young boy at the age of either nine or ten with a rather tanned complexion, rather long and thick hair and single fang constantly sticking out of his mouth. He still retained some of his cat-like features in his human-like form, namely his cat ears and claws. He mostly wore rather loose and baggy clothes.
Jacqueline, or just Jack, (Luna's cat-like pet of a creature) had a human-like form that could very easily be described as cute. Sporting an appearance of a little girl at the age of five or six. In fact, Jack could easily be mistaken as Luna's little sister in her human-like form, she did after all have a very pale shade of blond hair. What marked Jack that she wasn't human was a pair of very fluffy cat-like ears on the sides of her head (just above her human ears), claws literally made of metal and razor sharp teeth that was (like her claws) made of metal. Whatever Jack was, she was very loyal to her owner and could be very violent when her master was upset or she was agitated, earning herself the nickname of Jack the Ripper by the other Ravenclaws and the rest of the school, mainly because of Jack's habit of maiming anyone who tried messing with Luna or steal her stuff (apparently the wizarding world also knew of the infamous serial killer that held the original name). Jack's human-like form included a several sizes too large hoodie, the sleeves being long enough to completely cover Jack's hands most of the time, unless she flexed her metallic claws, causing four of them to poke out of the sleeve on each arm. All n all, Jack was the practical definition of dangerously adorable, emphasis on dangerous. Despite her familiar's violent tendencies, Luna loved her familiar, especially since Jack actuality called her mommy now that she could talk, much to the joy of the Devil/Cheshire Cat-hybrid. And her adorableness was only enhanced by her speech pattern, always saying people's name or nickname instead of a pronoun.
Once the train arrived and the second and above years entered the great hall and sat down at their respective house tables, the people that sat next to the members of Lilith's Peerage noticed something on their hands. Rings. Hermione wore a ring with the mark of the Deathly Hallows decorated with rubies and amethysts on her right ring finger. Luna wore a near identical ring on her right ring finger, the only difference between hers and Hermione's ring being that hers was decorated with sapphires and amethysts. Unlike her girls, Lilith wore two rings identical to her girls rings on her right index and ring fingers. The one matching Hermione's on her index finger and the one matching Luna's on her ring finger, officially marking her girls as hers. The Devil/Reaper-hybrid couldn't help but muse to herself:
"This outta be an… interesting year. Hopefully not in the cursed sense of the word."