With the end of their first year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry behind them, Enuma Gremory's Peerage looked forward to meeting their families at the train station (except the twins who had went ahead to the Underworld in order to get something of a head start at their training and education). The violet eyed girl couldn't really stop herself from fidgeting in excitement for an entire hour until Shalltear got fed up with her King's antics and calmly and gently told Enuma to calm down. Which prompted both the redhead and the hexagon eyed girl to summon their Familiars and basically just cuddle with them in order to calm their nerves. Something that was rather interesting about the Peerage's Familiars was that they were fierce when they needed to, but were otherwise quite the cuddle bugs. Especially Cydaea, ironically enough, who was a Taratect, an arachnid creature.
After about an hour or two of cuddling with her Taratect, the redhead along with her Familiar was out like a light. Enuma was even snoring lightly, with her head resting in her Queen's lap. Which earned her a look of slight disbelief from the Demon-Ship, who simply shrugged it off, merely accepting that being able to fall asleep rather quickly and snoring while doing so was simply just another quirk her King had.
"Has she always been like this?" Asked Hermione carefully, not only to make sure she didn't ask something that she didn't have permission to ask, but also to make sure she didn't wake up her King.
"Our King has many quirks and issues that make her who she is, but that is a question where it's not my place to answer." Replied Shalltear cryptically, who was sucking on a lollipop that was suspiciously red like blood, though whether the lollipop was a blood-flavored lollipop, a kind of candy of the Wizarding World with unusual tastes, or a normal lollipop that was simply colored like blood was debatable and the Demon-Ship wasn't sure she wanted to know the answer. "The only one who can answer is Enuma herself and she ain't talking unless you've earned her trust to know that information, which is a gap that will become a canyon if you keep asking without having earned the right to know."
"*sigh* right. It's just…"
"Frustrating?"
"Yes. It's frustrating not knowing. How did you earn that trust?"
"Patience and finding a reason to follow and stand by her side."
"Do you… like-like her?"
"HA! No way in hell. My interest in our King in that way is absolutely zero. While I'll admit that it looks like she'll become a beauty in time, I prefer my brides or consorts… without a pulse."
"Vampires or just… not alive?"
"Yes."
"Ew. I neither wanted nor needed to know what kind of stuff you're into."
"I've lived for literal centuries, a lot of the earliest ones being in a clan of Pure-Blood Vampires where sleeping with the dead was a common occurrence. I figured out exactly what I liked that way. And don't get me started on the time I was the most active as a warrior, where I earned my title of the Bloody Valkyrie. I had both male and female Vampires screaming… and it wasn't always in a good way. Fun way at the time, yes. Good? Not so much."
"I don't wanna know! I don't wanna know! Can't hear you! LALALALA!" All but shouted Hermione, who was covering her ears and blushing heavily. Her near-shouting caused Enuma to briefly open her violet eyes and look at her Knight with a questioning and tired look, looking up at her grinning Queen, before shrugging and going back to sleep. "Did she seriously just wake up from all that only to go back to sleep?"
"She's aware of what I'm into and while uncomfortable hearing about my kinks, she doesn't judge me for them. Though she's very uncomfortable regarding anything kinky, for reasons you haven't earned the right to know. I will warn you though, talk about those kinds of things the wrong way and our King might get… agitated. I learned that the hard way. Still have a mark from that incident."
"What kind of mark and where?"
"Promise not to laugh."
"Sure."
"She launched several weapons at me, some of which actually hit me, and one of them was a two pronged Holy dagger that landed in one of my buttcheeks. That one in particular still stings occasionally."
"*snicker* you seriously got stabbed in the butt?" Asked Hermione in slight disbelief while struggling not to laugh.
"Didn't I tell you not to laugh?" Asked Shalltear in a tone that seemed to contradict what she was feeling. The tone was calm and not upset sounding, but the fact that her face was twitching indicated that she seemed annoyed.
"Sorry. Do I assume correctly that you were talking about… your… kinks in a way that made it sound like you wanted to do those kinds of things to/with Enuma?"
"Yes."
"Then I know now to not do that."
"Indeed."
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"She's still asleep?"
"Yes, so let's keep the volume low."