Chapter 3

Harry chuckled as he watched the older demon get molested by a woman dressed in red and saying something about working for her. Fat chance, he's a demon with no obligations except to those that they have contracts with, Harry smiled as he stood at his position behind the butler.

"Madame Red," Ciel coughed lightly.

"Hm? Sorry, a doctor's habit~," said woman said with a smile and rubbing the back of her head.

Harry listened intently to the other servants running around after the mice and flinched when he heard something crash. More repair work, he thought sarcastically.

Since Sebastian could no longer use his demonic energy, he had Harry do it, and Harry was more than careful to keep his magic from leaving a trace. He wasn't sure how the older demon would react to a wizard, but he didn't want to find out.

"A rat knows best where a rat's nest is," Madame Red stated to a Chinese man with short-cropped black hair, dressed in dark blue robes and a Chinese woman, also with black hair, sat on his lap with a tight fitting top and flower mini-skirt whose amber eyes reminded Harry somewhat of Remus when he was about to transform.

"Ah, but I am only a tame guinea pig. If the young Earl instructs me not to act, then I shall not," the man, Lau, said as he got up and put the woman on the floor to come over to place a hand on the Earl's head.

The woman was practically breathing flames by the time the Earl left, and Harry trotted after him.

Sebastian came up to them and asked the Earl if he wanted his snack with his guests or in his study.

"My study, now come Harry," he said, hardly glancing at the somewhat taller demon.

Harry wasn't sure on to how he got the position of following the young lord around when Sebastian was busy taking care of the tea, snacks and meals for the brat, which for some reason reminded him of a segment of his life. He furrowed his brow as he thought about it. His bones ached, which meant something extremely familiar was going to happen, but what was it.

"Now you are to act human as much as possible," Ciel said slightly annoyed as they entered his study when a cloth was pressed against his nose.

Harry went to dodge a bat, but remembered Ciel's order and allowed it to connect with his head. Yep. That feeling was back, and he now knew why everything seemed familiar. His sister was so going to hear about it when he found her sorry hide.

Lorabelle was having tea with the Undertaker again when she shivered.

"Cold Miss Lorabelle?" he asked her.

"I think my brother just found out why he is here," said woman responded and shuddered again.

"Does that mean I can fit him for one of me coffins as well?" the Undertaker asked, hopefully.

"I think you would have a hard time getting him to agree," Lorabelle said and took another sip of her tea.

Harry woke up, bound… again, and he looked over at Ciel and tried to remember if he had been the same and if they were still the same. He groaned and allowed his head to hit the floor. "Worse day, ever," he growled.

"Shut up," a man snarled and kicked him in the stomach.

"Says you. My life has become a pancake," Harry snarled and refused to flinch when he was kicked again.

Ciel stared at the demon, who was being quite mouthy… again. He then returned his attention to the blonde haired man with a scar on his face. "I thought it might be you, Azzurro Vanel," he said coldly.

Harry tuned them out for a while until he heard the words 'What do you mean you missed?' Apparently history liked repeating itself.

The line was silent after Harry heard Sebastian's voice on the other line, and he counted several seconds until he knew that Ciel, who had been kicked several more times earlier and was facing the wall, went 'Woof!' Harry sighed again and was attacked by the bat from earlier, which eventually he fell unconscious.

A scream woke him up, and he stared at Azzurro Vanel's twisted arm. He blinked casually as Sebastian picked up the Earl and set him into a plush, scarlet chair and ripped off his restraints, causing the Italian to make offers, which Sebastian's eyes ended up glowing and killing the man.

Sebastian then turned to look at Harry who was still in his restraints and gazing around the room. "Do you plan on sitting here until the authorities come?"

Harry didn't answer as the pain suddenly reminded him of his days before Hogwarts. "Always so much blood. Always pain and grief but never relief," he said faintly.

"Harry?" Sebastian tried again and looked at his master, who had fallen asleep, before going over to the smaller demon. "I won't pry, but we need to leave," he said and touched Harry's shoulder gently.

Harry's eyes focused, and he gazed sheepishly at his knees. He then lifted his head and gazed deeply in Sebastian's blood-colored eyes and felt something stir in the pit of his stomach. His breath hitched as he realized that his Soulmate bond was reacting to Sebastian. Is it possible that he is my Soulmate? I mean he does remind me a bit of my former one except the snide, sarcastic remarks, but why him? "I'm fine," he said after a moment and gave him a small smile.

Sebastian nodded and went back to his master to carry him home.

What has Lorabelle gotten me into this time? Harry wondered as he broke his restraints and followed the older demon closely but back far enough to be able to study him.

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Omake

Harry looked around what is left of the Forbidden Forest in search of a stone that could bring the dead to the 'living' world.

Lorabelle padded up cautiously, sipping at the tea in a very expensive, decorated tea cup. "Looking for something?" she asked shyly.

"Yeah, the Resurrection Stone. Seen it?"

Lorabelle looked at the several piles of stones that came up to her hips and were about as wide as a metal hoop designed for heavy dresses. "Why you looking for it?" she asked, taking another sip.

"Hermione and I are trying to destroy those Godforsaken Hallows, but they keep reappearing without a single blemish on them and unharmed. Hermione then figured that if I could find the Stone, and we smashed it along with burning the cloak and snapping and burning the Elder wand, then I might have a chance at freedom," he said.

Lorabelle paled, which she figured it was good thing that her skin was already close to snow white, otherwise her brother might have noticed when he glanced at her. "Sorry, I'm afraid I haven't seen it," she said then snorted.

"What?" he asked her.

"Oh, just thinking about that Muggle game, Scene it? since we are talking about seeing something," Lorabelle said.

"Hm, that is a good game. Maybe when I find that cursed stone, then we can play it with the others?" he asked, looking hopefully at his sister.

"I have a better idea. Why don't you go talk to your bushy-haired friend into playing the game and gather up your friends, and I will join you in a couple of hours while I look for the stone. We both know that you like to over work yourself," Lorabelle said with a shy smile.

Harry nodded after thinking about it before leaving.

Lorabelle waited a couple of minutes before moving to the spot her brother just vacated and picked up a smooth stone and let out a sigh of relief. She glanced around quickly before scurrying off back to the mansion she shared with her brother. She opened the door and saw her Riders sitting around a table playing Monopoly. "Ah good. Can I get 8 to watch over this stone until I get back? And by no means will you let my brother near it, see it, or touch it. It is of the utmost that this stays safe," she said to them.

A man with short-cropped black hair dressed in the required black uniform stood and grinned. "Is your dear brother destroying the Hallows?" he said cheekily.

"Oh hush you humanoid creature, I-" Lorabelle froze as Harry entered the room.

"Oh, your with your riders, why?" he asked. "I thought you were going to look for the stone," he said softly.

"I was, I did, but I couldn't find it, and then I thought that my dear Riders, who have nothing better to do, should look for while we go play that game," Lorabelle said with a small smile and slipped the Stone into the Rider's pocket.

"Okay," Harry nodded his head and turned around to head out the door.

Lorabelle stepped closer to her Rider and hissed in his ear. "Search the area where he dropped the Stone originally. Make it look like the area has been searched. Also keep that stone on you until I ask for it. I have no intentions on repairing a broken and crushed stone. If he gets his paws on it and destroys it, you'll be finding yourself without your skin or possibly something very important to you. Pass this message to the others since you are Head Rider," she then stepped back and said in a normal tone with a sadistic smile. "This includes all of you," she said before skipping out to join her brother.

"What?" Another male Rider, who was the youngest of the eight, asked.

"We are to search the area where Master Harry was searching earlier and keeping the Stone away from him. Otherwise, we lose our skin or something we don't want to lose," he said, which caused all of them to shudder.

They set down their game pieces and shifted into black spirits as they left the house to 'search' for the missing Resurrection Stone.