AN: Merry Christmas to everyone! Here's a new chapter!

People have been asking me if Hermione is Harry's Queen. I won't answer that here. Your questions have all been answered in this chapter. Enjoy!

Chapter 5: The Year of The Snake

- HARRY P.O.V. -

Life has been shit lately. Well, except for Ron and Hermione. I'm happy to be with them again. But everyone else has to be a nosy arse that makes it his or her business to know where I went. It's my fucking life for FUCK's sake. Geez. Not only that, but I've started to feel this weird feeling whenever I'm with Hermione.

There was one instance that was really weird though. Snape was nice to me! Yes, you read that right, Snape was nice to me! I mean come on! It's Snape! After giving me detention as I expect, he proceeds to tell me that Dad reincarnated him during the Christmas Break last year, and that he's Dad's Bishop. In addition, they're on good terms! What the hell! I did eventually accept his help in managing my Devil affairs in school, so yeah.

In other news, the Chamber of Secrets was opened! Yeah. Mrs. Norris was petrified! So was Colin Creevey, a first year who thinks I'm some huge celebrity and he's paparazzi. That camera flash is so FUCKING annoying. I know I'm swearing too much.

Right now, I'm sitting in the weirdest place. A girls' bathroom. A girl's bathroom haunted by a ghost. A ghost with a crush on me. Honestly, it kind of creeps me out, seeing as I'm not into necrophilia.

"Harry, what do you think? Who do you think is the Heir of Slytherin?" Hermione asks. Oh right. Right now, we're discussing who the Heir of Slytherin mentioned in the message in the hall could be.

"Well Hermione, seeing as this whole thing has to do with Slytherin, wouldn't the Heir of Slytherin have to be related to Slytherin? I guess…um…isn't that what heir means in the first place?" I ask. I already have a hunch about who the heir is, but I don't want to just say it. Otherwise, Hermione will be curious as to how I got that hunch.

"Hmm…you may be right Harry. But what does that have to do with anything?" Hermione asks, confused, her face scrunched up cutely. Wait, did I just think that? She's my friend. She's just my friend. She's just my friend.

"Well, why don't we start by trying to find any living relatives of Salazar Slytherin? Then we can go from there," I suggest. Her face lights up.

"I still think Malfoy is the heir mate. I mean, he talks about that sort of stuff all the time!" Ron adds.

"Malfoy? I don't think Malfoy is the heir Ron. And on a different note, how did Voldemort possess Quirrell like that? I remember Professor Dumbledore saying that the Sorcerer's Stone isn't the only way for him to come back. What if this whole Chamber of Secrets thing is related to that?" I suggest, slowly approaching the idea.

"So what you're saying is that You-Know-Who is the Heir of Slytherin? But that's impossible! He can't be in the school now! It's too soon! Besides, Dumbledore would've noticed by now if it was Voldemort," Hermione replies.

"Hermione," I say gently, "while I agree that it's too soon for him to be here in person, I still think that Voldemort may be the Heir of Slytherin. He's just acting through someone else. Just like he did with Quirrell last year." Hermione, about to cut in again, snaps her mouth shut.

"So wait," Ron asks, "is You-Know-Who responsible for all of this?"

"Yes Ron, it's as simple as that. Now all we have to do is figure out where the Chamber of Secrets is and how to get in," I begin. Hermione nods.

"Sounds good mate," Ron agrees.

"Don't you have detention with Snape, Harry?" Hermione interrupts. Oh shit! I do have detention with Snape! Grabbing my bag and Invisibility Cloak, I stuff my Cloak into my bag and sprint towards the dungeons.

I run into the Potions Lab just as the clock strikes 7.

"Sorry Professor," I gasp, panting from the sudden exertion, "for being late." I look up to see Professor Snape sitting at a bench working on Uncle Moony's Wolfsbane Potion.

"Close the door and lock it, Potter," he commands in a low voice. As the door locks with a click, he waves his wand twice.

"Now that that's settled, Harry, what did you want to talk about?" he asks.

"Ron, Hermione and I were just talking about the events concerning the Chamber of Secrets," I begin. He stiffens.

"What about it?" he asks, a worried look on his face.

"We think that the Heir is our old friend Voldie working through someone else like last year with Quirrell," I tell him. He freezes.

"This is…disturbing," he finally says. "If this is truly the case, then we will have to confirm it first." I nod in acknowledgement.

"Um, Uncle Sev, what do you think the creature inside the Chamber could be? Could it be like a giant cobra or something?" I ask him.

"Why do you say a cobra?" he asks.

"Well, I mean, because it's Slytherin's secret chamber, so…um…wouldn't it be logical to assume that the beast is some kind of snake or something?" I mumble.

"Snake…big snake…petrification…if it's what I think it is, then this is very bad news," he finally informs me.

"What is it Uncle Sev?" I ask.

"It's a basilisk. Known as the King of Serpents, its eyes can kill people who stare into them, and looking at them indirectly causes petrification," he replies. My face pales.

"We have to tell Dumbledore to close the school until someone can kill the fucking thing," I conclude.

"We can't do that," he finally says, "we can't cause a panic."

"A panic! Starting a panic or not is irrelevant if someone is FUCKING KILLED!" I yell.

"Harry, don't worry. We'll figure it out," he assures me.

"... rip ... tear ... kill ..." I hear a voice say. Oh that's not good. I hear a scream. That's definitely not good. From the look on his face, Uncle Sev must've heard the scream too. He nods.

I burst out of the Potions classroom at breakneck speed, using demonic power to enhance my speed even further. As I approach the source of the scream, I grind to a halt as I come across an image that I had hoped I'd never see. Ron is kneeling on the ground, Hermione's dead body in his arms, as he cries a flood of tears.

"R-r-ron…w-w-what happened?" I stutter in disbelief.

"Harry! Thank goodness…that monster didn't get you…I tried Harry, but she…she…she pushed me out of the way!" he yells, tears flooding from his eyes.

"I know what must be done. Professor?" I call. As Ron falls asleep from Uncle Sev's spell, I gently pick up Hermione's body.

"Uncle Sev…we need to inform the Grangers of what I'm about to do. It should be their choice as to whether I make the next move," I command. He looks at me in confusion, then nods in understanding. "Do whatever you need to do to make sure Professor Dumbledore doesn't find out about us leaving the castle," I command. He nods again.

Cradling her body, I rise to my feet and create a teleportation circle to the Grangers' house. We step into the circle, and the world fades out, and then in. I had hoped I'd never have to do this. I knock on the door gently.

"Coming!" I hear Mrs. Granger yell. She opens the door.

"Harry? What are you…my God is that Hermione! What happened!" she exclaims.

"C-can we come in?" I ask in a soft voice. She nods, and leads us in.

"Professor, check their minds, if you would," I command in a steely voice.

"Of course Harry," he responds, waving his wand over them as Mr. and Mrs. Granger look on in confusion.

"Barriers are all set Harry," Uncle Sev informs me. Nodding, I sit down on a couch, Hermione's body still in my lap.

"So what happened? What's with all the secrets? What happened to my baby girl?" Mr. Granger asks. I look away. Uncle Sev sighs.

"I don't think you're going to like this news very much. Before we begin though, let me introduce myself. I am Professor Severus Snape, Potions Master at Hogwarts," he begins.

"Well then, Professor, what's wrong? Why is Harry like that?" Mrs. Granger asks worriedly.

"Earlier this year, a strange beast has begun to attack various students throughout the school. Before today, the victims were only petrified as a result of the attacks. Your daughter, however, has suffered a fate far worse: death." Uncle Sev summarizes.

"So…my baby girl is…is…dead?" Mrs. Granger asks. Unable to speak, I nod. She bursts into tears.

"I KNEW IT! I KNEW I SHOULDN'T HAVE LET HERMIONE GO TO THAT SCHOOL! AND NOW SHE COMES BACK DEAD! I KNEW IT! I FUCKING KNEW IT!" Mr. Granger yells angrily.

"That is not the only reason we are here, Mr. and Mrs. Granger. Please calm down," Uncle Sev begins to say.

"CALM DOWN! DO YOU KNOW WHAT IT MEANS TO LOSE YOUR ONLY CHILD, MR. SNAPE!" Mr. Granger yells.

"It is true, I do not know such pain. Neither does Harry. However, before I continue, I must ask one question. Did Hermione ask you to learn Occlumency?" Uncle Sev asks them.

"WHAT DOES THAT STUPID STUFF HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING? MY GIRL IS DEAD! YES, I LEARNED IT! WHAT GOOD WILL IT DO NOW?" he yells.

"Mr. Granger," I call softly. He stops.

"P-please, don't yell at him. There is a reason why I asked her to make you learn it. Now, we can tell you a big secret of ours. Just…hear me out. Please," I ask softly, tears rimming my eyes. He collapses onto the couch and nods.

"I mentioned my strange trip during the summer, and how I couldn't tell you where I really was. Now I can in fact tell you. The thing is, well…um…imagine…um…for a moment that wizards and witches aren't the only fantastical thing that is real," I begin.

"OK, that makes sense. So what?" Mr. Granger snaps impatiently.

"Imagine…um…that in addition to wizards and witches, a lot of the stuff you could find in the Bible are real too," I continue.

"So you're saying that angels, devils, and fallen angels are REAL? Like, as in, actually EXIST?" Mr. Granger asks. I nod.

"It's not too much of a stretch dear," Mrs. Granger says calmly.

"Well alright. I'll give you that. What does that mean?" Mr. Granger asks me. In response, I briefly close the curtains. Returning to the sitting area, I unfold my wings for them to see.

"You're…a Devil? Like…a real Devil?" Mr. Granger asks, eyes wide.

"Yes I am. I used to be half-human though. Dad's family is all Devils; Mum's is all humans. Mum was reincarnated into a Devil after she died. They're in the Underworld now," I reply.

"So you are basically offering to…to…revive our Hermione?" Mrs. Granger asks. I smile.

"So Hermione got her brain from you, huh, Mrs. Granger?" I reply.

"In fact, I was planning to do it for a while. The person being reincarnated doesn't have to be dead. But I wanted it to be your choice," I conclude.

"Do it Harry. Do it, and we'll forever be grateful," Mr. Granger decides. Nodding I pull out my chest of Evil Pieces. I open the chest and pull out the Queen piece. Replacing the chest in its pocket dimension, I place the piece on Hermione's chest. I suddenly notice her growing chest, and blush, my face the color of Rias-onee-chan's hair. Her…chest, yes, that's the least awkward way to say it, isn't quite as big as Rias-onee-chan's, but it's making me blush just as much! This is Hermione! My best friend! She's just my best friend! Aaaargh!

Shaking my head to clear the weird feeling, I begin to chant. "In my name as Harry James Potter, son of Count James Charlus Potter, scion of the Pillar House Potter of the 73 Pillars, I hereby bestow new life upon Hermione Jean Granger as the Queen of my peerage, so mote it be!" I yell, thrusting the piece into her chest. She glows with a crimson light as the piece reincarnates her. Her eyes flutter open.

"Huh? Where am…Daddy? What is…" I silence her with a hug.

'Thank goodness…it worked…" I say, tears flowing.

"Huh…H-Harry? W-what's wrong?" she asks worriedly.

"You died, Hermione. Because of that thing that's been attacking students," Mrs. Granger explained.

"Oh OK. Wait, DIED! Then how am I alive?" she asks, puzzled.

INSERT REPETITIVE EXPLANATION HERE

"So you're a Devil Harry? And I'm one too? And you were with your parents this summer?" she asks. I nod, still hugging her.

"Alright Harry, I believe you," she informs me.

"We have to get back and erase Ron's memories. And I have to introduce you guys to Mum and Dad at some point," I say, pulling away from Hermione.

"Harry, I will deal with your red-headed friend. You head back to Potter Manor," Uncle Sev suggests. I flash a wide grin at him.

"Come on 'Mione, Mr. Granger, Mrs. Granger," I call, taking Hermione's hand. I create a transport circle keyed to my study.

"Just step on the circle," I inform them. Nervously, the three Grangers step into the circle. Joining them, I activate the circle as the world fades out, and then in.

"Welcome home, Master Harry, though it is surprising," I hear J.A.R.V.I.S. greet as we appear in my study.

"Thanks J.A.R.V.I.S.," I reply. Turning to the Grangers, I take Hermione's hand again. "This is my personal study. Every Potter has one," I explain briefly as I lead them into the main dining hall.

"Big Brother Harry! You're back! Yay!" Rose yells, noticing my presence.

"Harry? What are you doing back home so soon? It's not Christmas Break yet. And who is…oh. Sev was telling us about the attacks. They got worse, didn't they?" Mum asks. I nod.

"Well, enough of that. This young lady is Hermione, am I right?" she asks. I nod, blushing. I see Charlie grin.

"Oh I see…Harry's got a girlfriend!" he teases. Hermione blushes red.

"HE/SHE IS NOT MY BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND!" we yell. Did I just…I blush even redder. I hear Dad chuckle.

"Why don't you three sit down?" Granddad suggests. We sit next to Rose while Mr. and Mrs. Granger sit across from us.

"So what piece did you use, Harry?" Dad asks.

"Q-Queen," I reply softly. He grins.

"Queen, huh? Well that's good. You found someone you trust for the spot. Why don't you introduce her to the others Harry?" Dad suggests.

"A-alright Dad," I reply, standing up. I extend an arm. "Come on 'Mione," I call, blushing. She holds my hand and gets up. I lead her out of the main dining hall and up the stairs to the dojo. As we approach the dojo, I hear the sound of sword meeting sword in a battle of masters.

"Harry, what's that sound?" Hermione asks nervously.

"That, 'Mione, is the sound of two people sparring. And yes, you're going to have to learn how to fight too." I reply as we reach the front door of the dojo. I knock on the door hard. The clanging stops, and the door opens.

"What is it Lily…Harry! You're back?" Saber asks surprised.

"Hey Saber, Shirou," I greet.

"Good to see you Harry," Shirou replies. "Now, who's the girl?"

"My Queen, Hermione Granger. Hermione, these are my knights, Saber, which is not her real name, and Shirou Emiya," I inform her.

"Hey! I'm here too!" a voice yells.

"Oh hey, didn't see you there, Valerie-onee-chan," I greet her. "Good timing though. Valerie-onee-chan, this is my Queen, Hermione Granger. Hermione, this is Valerie Tepes, one of my Bishops."

"Nice to meet you, Hermione," Valerie-onee-chan greets.

"N-nice to meet all of you," Hermione stutters nervously.

"Hermione, there's no need to be afraid of them. We're all friends here. Why don't we head into the game room so I can explain to everyone what's going on with everyone else," I command. I lead Hermione into the game room, where we sit in front of the television.

"Now, as to how I met Saber and Shirou, it's like this…"

INSERT LONG-ASS SUMMARY OF CHAPTER 3

"So let me get this straight. Saber is a female King Arthur, who happens to be your distant relative, and Shirou is some ordinary kid who managed to achieve the status of a modern day hero," Hermione summarizes. I nod.

"Is it just me, or am I way in over my head?" she muses. "I know I'm going to be terrible at this. You should've picked one of them as Queen. Why me though?"

"Why you? Well, it's simply because…um…because…oh I don't know, it was just an instinct. I guess…well…um…I picked you because you're my close friend, Hermione, and I want you to be able to protect yourself. Plus, I don't want to have to watch my two best friends die, seeing as Devils will far outlive regular humans, even if they are magical. I…I just…don't want to lose you 'Mione," I explain nervously. She blinks once, and then twice. She smiles, and gently rubs my back. Oh that feels GOOD!

"I understand Harry," she tells me. "If I were in your shoes, I'd have done the same. You'll do the same for Ron too, right?" she asks.

"Of course, 'Mione. Just not right now," I reply.

"You never did tell me about Valerie, Harry," Hermione muses. Oh. Whoops. Guess I forgot.

"Well, Hermione, Valerie Tepes is a full-blooded Daywalker Vampire of House Tepes. Formerly the Head of House, she was toppled and abducted by an organization called Qlippoth, led by the son of the original Lucifer, Rizevim Rivan Lucifer. Her Sacred Gear is called Sephiroth Graal. Basically, it's the Holy Grail. Qlippoth was trying to use it to invade other worlds," I explain.

"Vampire? Holy Grail? Other Worlds? Sacred Gear? What?" Hermione asks in confusion. I sigh.

"This is going to take a long time isn't it?" I muse.

After explaining EVERYTHING to Hermione (and believe me, she's hard to satisfy), we returned to Hogwarts in time for dinner. Looks like Uncle Sev did a good job in erasing all traces of Hermione's death from Ron's memories. The last thing he remembers is our talk in Myrtle's bathroom.

The days went by in peace. A few others were petrified, but luckily no one was killed. Lockhart started a Dueling Club, in an attempt to satisfy his own sense of superiority. Uncle Sev humiliated him quite nicely. I also discovered that I could speak Parseltongue. Initially, Voldemort passed the power to me the night he attacked, but it somehow mixed itself with my command over all languages gifted to me by my status as a Devil. The result of this intermingling is that I now command far greater control over the language. I can even cast spells in Parseltongue, making them much more potent. The downside? People think I'm the Heir of Slytherin.

Just yesterday, though, it got worse. Hagrid was taken to Azkaban. Azkaban! Just because people think he opened the thing last time, 50 years ago. I call bullshit! They even forced Dumbledore to leave! Are they FUCKING STUPID! ARRGH!

So today I'm returning back from class, briefly passing the second floor when I see a new message in blood:

HER SKELETON WILL LIE IN THE CHAMBER…FOREVER

Shit. Oh shit. Someone was taken into the Chamber. Not good.

"Harry? What's up?" Hermione asks.

"Look at the wall over there," I say, pointing to the message. Seeing it, Ron and Hermione pale.

"Mr. Weasley!" a voice calls. Turning to face the source, we see Professor McGonagall running up to Ron.

"Mr. Weasley. So you've seen the message?" she asks. Ron nods.

"I hate to be the bearer of bad news, Mr. Weasley, but your sister was the one taken into the Chamber of Secrets. I'm so sorry," she says. Ron's face goes white. Hermione and I look at each other briefly, both knowing what must be done.

"Come, Mr. Weasley. Your family is waiting in the Hospital Wing. Mr. Potter, Ms. Granger, please return to your dormitories and pack your bags. We'll have to close the school," she commands, walking off silently as Ron follows. After they disappear from sight, Hermione begins to speak.

"Harry, we know that a girl was killed in that bathroom by the basilisk last time. What if she never left?" Hermione asks. Wait. Killed last time. Myrtle! And since the messages are near this bathroom, that must mean the entrance is…right…here…

"Hermione, you're brilliant," I reply. She blushes.

"Ah, Mr. Potter, Ms. Granger," a voice calls. We turn.

"Professor," I reply curtly.

"Professor, you should be able to kill the monster in the Chamber right? You're Gilderoy Lockhart after all," Hermione asks him, her voice thick with sarcasm. Initially, she was a die-hard Lockhart fangirl. Well, at least until I broke her of that.

"W-w-w-well I…I could, if only I knew where the Chamber was," he complains. Stupid fop.

"You're in luck, Professor. We just figured out where it is! Follow me," I command, lacing my voice with demonic power.

"O-ok. Lead on Mr. Potter," he replies. He follows us into Myrtle's bathroom. As we walk in, I see a small snake on one of the taps.

"Open," I hiss, and the sinks grind open, revealing a chute. Hmm. I don't think Salazar Slytherin jumped everytime he entered his Chamber. Ooh! I have an idea!

"Stairs," I hiss. To my surprise, my idea works, and the bricks in the chute rearrange themselves into a spiral staircase.

"Well then, why don't we get going?" I ask, grinning as I walk down the steps into the fabled Chamber of Secrets.

(AN: I know this is an ideal place to end, but I won't do that. I'll forego the cliffhanger…this time. )

As we reach the foot of the stairs, I see what looks like a dead basilisk.

"Harry…is that a dead basilisk?" Hermione asks. To find out, I poke it. It's light. Too light.

"No 'Mione, it's just the skin that the basilisk left behind after it molted," I reply.

"Oh," she replies, as we reach the door to the Chamber.

"Ehem!" I hear a voice say. Oh. Right. He's here too.

"Well, now that we're here, I guess I'll just deal with the two of you," he announces. "Of course, I'll take a bit of basilisk skin up, saying I was too late to save the girl, and that you two lost your minds after seeing her body. But first things first, Obliviate!"

As he begins his speech, I channel demonic power into my legs, dashing forward and punching him in the gut just as he begins his spell. Unfortunately for us, Lockhart somehow managed to get his spell completed. As he faints, his wand drops to the floor, hitting him with his own mangled Memory Charm, throwing him backwards, causing a cave-in.

"Hermione!" I yell, dashing forward to cover her body from the cave-in. When the rumbling stops, we see a wall of debris behind us. No turning back I guess. In front of us is the door to the Chamber itself. Well then. Here we go.

As the door rumbles open, we see a large chamber lined with snake statues. On the opposite wall is a large face. Yeah that's right. A large face. Just in front of said face is the unconscious body of Ginny Weasley, and a black book. That book is bad news. I feel evil magic seeping from it. In large amounts too.

"Hermione," I whisper, "don't move," I command. She freezes, her face looking at me in confusion. Channeling demonic power to my eyes, I zoom in on the cover of the book. I see nothing, except for a name. Tom Marvolo Riddle. I knew it.

"Hermione," I begin, "that book over there next to Ginny is possessing her. It's something belonging to our old friend Voldemort."

"W-what are you going to do?" she asks nervously.

"Dark Impetus," I call. The twin blades and black cloak appear as my Sacred Gear activates.

"Stay here Hermione. Come only if I call you," I command. She nods. Stepping into the Chamber, I call out, "Come out Tom. I know you're here."

"Well well. You surprise me Harry Potter," a teenage voice replies. I see a young man with dark brown eyes and hair in Slytherin colors.

"Cut the small talk and call your snake," I snap.

"So rude. As you wish. If you wish to walk towards death freely, I shall not hinder you. Speak to me Slytherin, greatest of the Hogwarts Four!" he hisses. The giant face opens its mouth, and out comes…a snake. A FUCKING HUGE SNAKE.

"Kill the boy," Tom hisses. The snake is not my concern right now. The diary is. Channeling demonic power into my legs, I dash towards Ginny.

"There's no use running, Potter!" Tom taunts. I shut him out. Picking up the diary, I toss it into the air.

"What? No! Basilisk, kill him before he destroys that book!" Tom hisses, noticing my actions. But too bad Tommy-boy, you're too slow. As the diary drops, I stab the book with my left blade. An ethereal scream pierces the eerie silence of the Chamber as the book leaks black ink and Tom disappears.

"Master? Where are you Master?" the basilisk hisses.

"Your Master was an evil man, O Great One. Were you forced to do his bidding?" I hiss back.

"Another Speaker! Yes, Former Master forced me to obey with Old Magicks and blood of Salazar," it replies.

"Do you have a name, Great One?" I ask.

"My name is Medusa, Young Speaker," it, no, she, replies.

"Medusa, huh? Well, Medusa, would you like to initiate a familiar bond with me?" I ask. It would be useful to have a 1000-year old basilisk as a familiar, but I think Hedwig is already my familiar. At least by Wizarding standards. What if I tried the Devil Familiar Contract Ceremony? That might work.

"You really mean it, Young Speaker? I could help protect you and the school like Salazar asked of me?" she hisses excitedly. In response, I create a familiar-bonding circle.

"Just slither into the Familiar-Binding Circle. I'll take care of the rest, OK Medusa?" I hiss. She slithers towards me. "Oh, before I forget, can you make sure that your gaze doesn't kill people?" I hiss.

"Of course, Master. I will close my eyelids," she hisses back.

I begin to chant. "In my name as Harry James Potter, son of Count James Charlus Potter, scion of the Pillar House Potter of the 73 Pillars, I hereby bind the basilisk Medusa as my familiar, so Mote it be!" I yell, activating the circle with my blood. The circle glows, branding her with the Potter crest.

"Is it finished, Master?" Medusa asks in a series of hisses.

"It is done, Medusa. And call me Harry. You are my partner, not a servant," I reply.

"Of course…Harry," she hisses, disappearing into the circle. Looking over to Ginny's limp body, I see Hermione crouched at her side.

"Harry, she's asleep. Let's get her back up there," she says as I silently dispel Dark Impetus. She runs towards the entrance, blocked by debris.

"Wait!" I call out. She stops.

"What is it Harry?" Hermione asks me. This is going to be difficult.

"Hermione Granger," I begin.

"Y-yes?" she stammers.

"Will you do me the honor…of being my girlfriend?"

AN: I bet you didn't see that coming, did you? So yes, Hermione is Harry's Queen. Next chapter Harry will meet another one of his pieces! Also, this chapter was LONG! I initially had Harry's second year as 2 chapters, with Hermione being reincarnated in the second half, but after writing the first half, I just decided to keep going. Call it just a spontaneous decision. A note though: not all of the school years will be wrapped up in 1 chapter. Fourth year, for example, is currently planned to be around 4 chapters. And that's just the outline. With intermediate details and such that are needed to keep the flow between events, it could be 6 or even 8 chapters. This fic will definitely be longer than what I have planned. After this, I'll be updating Unlimited Spell Works, Black Moon, Silver Ice, and High School DxD: The Saiyan of the Cell Games, not necessarily in that order. Anyway, ja ne!

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