Harry Potter: The Queen (Harry Potter/Highschool DxD)

Rias sighed boredly as she trudged through the snow covered streets, the laughter of playing kids and amicable adults talking to each other having no effect on her mood. She was dressed differently to usual, wearing a white woolen outdoor robe fastened at the front, contrasting nicely with her crimson hair. Covering her feet were knee length black leather heeled boots, catching a few stares as she wondered down the street, absently looking around.

She failed to notice - or rather ignored - the stares that the male teen population were giving her, even some girls stared in awe and even angered jealousy because of their boyfriends staring at her. It was expected really, she was a sight to behold. Even at fifteen, she had the well-endowed figure of a woman in her early twenties, with large breasts and a lithe, toned body and pale creamy skin. Her long crimson hair drew people's gaze, and her beauty kept it on her.

"So bored..." She groaned, having found the supposedly 'magical' village to only be magical in the literal sense of the word, not the fun sense. While to any other human or wizard hogsmeade village may seem impressive or even fun, she was niether a wizard nor human.

She was a devil.

Being heiress to the Gremory family, little sister to the current Lucifer and friends with the sister of the Leviathan, Rias Gremory's life was full of spectacular events, most of which could put to shame the wonderous sights of the British Wizarding community. Still, that was not the reason she had no interest in these sights, the real reason was...

She was a Japanophile.

She was obsessed with the culture of the Japan, from the traditional practices to the anime - especially the anime- she loved it. As a result any other culture was particularly mundane to her. Even this magical british society was uninteresting - the magical objects and sights found here were found in far higher quantity and quality in the underworld, and the old architcture made her lose interest quickly.

Walking past a joke shop, she stared absently at the spinning rocket in the window. "Hah... pointless." She pouted. 'Why did nii-sama have to send me here? I know I haven't got a peerage yet, but sending me to such a boring place is a crime. Surely Akeno could have come with me at least.' She pouted.

"Uh, excuse me - are you okay?" Blinking in slight surprise, Rias turned to her right to see a boy of around forteen years of age standing next to her. He seemed to be looking at her in worry.

"My apologies, I was in my own head, what was it you were saying?" She asked politely. 'He's rather cute looking.' She admitted to herself, finding his messy black hair and green eyes to be quite charming.

The boy cleared his throat. "Sorry, I asked if you were okay. You had a rather blank look, I thought you might be sad." He said.

"Did you now?" She asked, intrigued. "I suppose you could say I am sad." She said, looking back at the spinning firework that had now turned into a lollipop. 'What's the point in that?' She shook her head.

Harry paused, not really knowing why he came over here. After the first task of the tournament he had thought everything would go back to normal once Ron saw how difficult the tournament was and how much Harry didn't want to do it. That hadn't happened, instead Ron seemed to have gotten even more angry, making the excuse that if Harry could have done it then so could he.

Even Hermione hadn't stayed friends with him, and while they weren't enemies, their relationship had deteriorated to where they were more like aquaintances than friends. Harry was struggling in his mind to find something he enjoyed about this school year, and the only thing that stood out was that the french champion seemed to be quite friendly towards him.

"I'm not in the best mood either." Harry muttered, not realizing it was said aloud.

Rias looked at him, sensing that Harry's mood was a genuine state of unhappiness, rather than her own mood that was caused by boredom. "Would you like to talk about it?" She asked, smiling kindly. She didn't know exactly why she cared about what was wrong with this boy, but she could sense something special about him. That alone warranted friendliness to see what it was at least. "Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I am Rias Gremory, it's nice to meet you..?" She trailed off.

"Harry Potter." He said, expecting the widening of the eyes or her eyes to snap up to his forehead looking for his scar.

"Nice to meet you." She repeated good naturedly. Harry blinked in surprise, she hadn't gaped, asked to see the scar or had any other reactions.

'Wow, now that I think about it, expecting those kind of reactions makes me sound fairly concieted.' He thought. He supposed that he shouldn't expect that from everyone, after all the students from other schools hadn't seemed to care about his celebrity status.

"Woah, he totally just zoned out." Rias muttered, watching Harry's gaze seem to go blank.

Harry snapped back to attention at her comment, blushing slightly at his action. "Sorry, I have a lot on my mind lately and I'm having trouble focusing on it all." He explained. Remembering that she asked if he wanted to talk about it, he carried on. "Have you heard about the triwizard tournament?" He asked.

Rias nodded. "Yes, I actually wanted to attend but I don't have a pass to go to the school. It's a shame, I have to be here for three months. It's likely the only thing that would have alleviated my boredom." She sighed, crossing her arms.

Harry nodded. "Well originally it was meant to only have three champions, but someone planted my name in the cup so I got chosen as well." He said, his voice slightly bitter at the end.

Rias tilted her head to the side slightly. "You don't seem too happy with that."

Harry's eye twitched. "Happy?! My friends have all but abandoned me because they're jealous, thinking that I was the one who snuck my name into the goblet, even though I've denied it probably hundreds of times; my entire school apart from a few of my own house have villified me, and I can't make any friends from the other schools because they're too suspicious that I'm trying to get an advantage over their own champion!" He rattled on, listing all the things that were bothering him, barely even aware of Rias' presence anymore. "-so no, I'm not happy!" He exclaimed, breathing a little heavily and his face slowly taking a sad look as he realized that he was alone once again.

Rias narrowed her eyes. 'I'm sure Harry didn't feel it as the signature was tiny, but during that little outburst I definitely sensed a power spike that had a signature identical to that of a sacred gear user.' She thought. 'It was quite powerful, being high-class from what I could sense, but I have a feeling it's supressed, I couldn't tell what it's type was, as well as the fact that the power felt like it was pressured.' She analyzed.

END (This was an unfinished chapter)