Hello all you sinners, I am pleased to start up the Chamber of Secrets arc and all of its glory. As some of you will know, I have put up a closed poll. This poll will stay up for a few chapters. So go on and vote. And if you can not vote due to your mobile devices, I will add it on and as the results. And two people made valid points so I will add the Harem option. Anyway, let us dive right into Hell!

Chapter 14: Dobby the House Elf

After writing so many letters, in the last month, Harry never got a word back from either Ron or Hermione. Did they not have time to talk to him? Did the letters Harry sent make him stop wanting to talk to them? Or did they not bother wanting to be his friend anymore? He quickly shook that thought out of his head. Why would they not want to write to him? He was sure that he didn't insult them in any way. But he didn't have time to think about that more. Today was the party for his birthday and the event was about to begin. Many of the guests were arriving and he had to wear his royal attire which consisted of a white coat with golden serpents around the collar, medals hanging on that same suit on the right side of his chest, and dark dress pants with black dress shoes. His sword was hanging from his left hip and his messy jet black hair was combed back and kept in place with a light touch of hair gel.

"I would have preferred if it was my 13th or 16th," Harry told himself as he loosened the collar a little so he didn't choke. "Well, I'll be ready as I'll ever be. You ready, Sam," he asked his pet serpent who was now a good 8 feet long and still growing.

"As ready as you are, Harry," Sam exclaimed as he slithered ahead of the prince as the both of them were walking through the halls.

"Harry," Charlie called out to him as he was getting closer to the party. He saw that his sister was wearing a red and pink dress with dark pumps. "You look like such a handsome little prince. Are you ready?"

"Ready? For what," Harry asked as Hedwig and Owlphonse flew onto a nearby chair.

"To make your grand entrance, silly. Mom and Dad want you to go down the staircase with me," Charlie explained to him.

"Do I really have to," Harry asked his big sister.

"You know as well as I do that it has to happen. Especially when there are so many guests here in the manor," she told him as she linked his arm. "The sooner we do this, the sooner we can enjoy the party ourselves."

Many guests mingled in the main hall of Morningstar manor as they were all gathering. Stolas came with his wife and daughter, the King of Lust Asmodeus who had Fizzoiroli on his shoulder, several different Overlords, and even the feared Radio Demon himself all attended. Verosika Mayday was dressed in a fancy fur coat over her little black dress as she sat down at the bar. Just entering, Loona was wearing a red and black strapless dress with Blitzo alongside her, looking like he was a bodyguard with Moxxie in a tuxedo and Millie in a cute dress.

"You guys are very lucky I had to convince the guard upfront that you're my escorts or else I would be kicked out of here with you," Loona huffed as she wanted to come to this party alone.

"I still think we could have gotten in," Blitzo argued.

"By sucking the guard's dick for him," Loona questioned.

"Let's just enjoy the fact that the prince himself invited Loona and an entourage here," Moxie stated.

"I'll say! I have never been to a party this fancy before! I mean, look at this place," Millie said in excitement as a butler offered drinks to her and Moxxie. "Thanks, sugar," she said to the demon servant with a sweet smile.

"He was not kidding about drinks," Loona said as she took a glass herself, but Blitzo swiped it away first.

"Loony, I don't mind if the prince approaches you or talks to you," the imp father said. "But if he puts one finger anywhere he's not supposed to, I'll fill him up with so much lead that he's going to be the first royal pencil!"

"Sir, if you attempted to do that, there will be so many holy bullets and weapons in you that you would turn to dust immediately," Moxxie argued with his boss. "Or have you forgotten that this is the Prince of Hell and we are in the home of Lucifer himself?"

Blitzo tried to come up with a retort, but he fell silent before he simply glared at the smaller imp. "Shut up, Moxxie," he said as he pushed his glasses upward and took some of the hors d'oeuvres from one of the imp servants.

A bell was soon heard and everyone became silent as the head butler of the household cleared his throat before speaking. "Presenting His Royal Majesty, King Lucifer and his wife, Queen Lilith," the imp announced as Lucifer was wearing a white suit with medals on the right side of his chest and golden epaulettes. Alongside her husband, Lilith wore a red dress with maroon elbow-length gloves as they descended the stairs. "Accompanying by their children, Princess Charlotte, and Prince Harrison Bartholomew Morningstar."

Harry and Charlie descended the stairwell after their parents as many of the guests applauded as they both stood right next to their parents. "Welcome, my friends! I am glad to share this evening's event to celebrate my boy's birthday! Eat, drink, and be merry to your heart's content. If you get food poisoning… Well, I don't give a shit. You're on your own," the King of Hell said, making the entire crowded laugh. "And if any of you brought a shitty or perverted gift, I'm feeding you to Cerberus immediately," Lucifer warned as he finished his speech as he joined some business partners.

Both Harry and Charlie walked among the crowds as many demons wished Harry a happy birthday, some shook his hand, while others patted his back or shoulder. Unsurprisingly to Harry, one such demon hugged him from behind. "So how's my favorite Prince of Hell doing," Verosika asked as she was a little tipsy.

"I'm doing good, Verosika. You can let go of me now," Harry said, a little annoyed and embarrassed at the same time as he could feel the succubus' chest against his head.

"Not until I'm done. It was all thanks to you that I got a record label after all," she told him as she was hugging him even tighter.

"Charlie, help," the Prince of Hell pleaded with his sister to get his former babysitter off him. But the Princess of Hell was enjoying this sight before her as she stood there and did nothing.

"Am I interrupting something," Octavia asked as she pushed through the crowd and saw the succubus embracing her friend.

It was at this point the succubus let go of the male wizard as she started to straighten herself, but still had a slight wobble from the drinks she already had. "Nothing too important. Just wanted to say happy birthday and thank you."

"Thank you," Octavia asked with a raised eyebrow in question.

"Yes, thank you. If it wasn't for Harry here, my career would have slipped between my fingers," Verosika explained to the female owl.

"Wait a second, aren't you that new musician that just came out," Octavia asked as she started to recognize the Succubus.

"And if I am," Verosika asked, feeling like she was about to be insulted by the royal owl that was in front of her.

Both Harry and Charlie were nervous, being on guard in case of a catfight about to break out.

"Not really my style of music, but if your songs are being sold by the millions, then you're doing something right," the goth owl said as she still held that cool tone.

Both of the Morningstar siblings sighed in relief as Verosika smiled. "Damn straight," she said before grabbing a glass of wine from a servant and drinking.

"I think you had enough to drink, V," Harry told the female popstar as he took the glass from her and passed it to Charlie.

"Come on, It's just wine. It's not like it's the heavier stuff," she pleaded with him, trying to give him an innocent pout. However, Harry wasn't buying it. Veronika gave a heavy sigh as he knew she was beaten. "Okay, this will be my last glass for the entire evening. Swear on your father."

This made the Prince of Hell smirk as he handed the glass back to her, not before taking a small sip for himself. The taste was enough to send a shiver down his spine. "Ugh, how can you drink that stuff?"

"You're still a little too young to drink. Plus, I suggest a Rosé or a sweet white for starters," Charlie said as Verosika took the glass and had a sip.

"Hey, mind if I join you guys," Loona walked up to them.

"Loona, you came," Harry said as she was shocked. "I kinda expected you to not show up."

"And miss something like this? Hell no," Loona said as she embarrassed the Prince of Hell.

"So, Harry. Who's your new friend," Charlie asked as she, Verosika, and Octavia were just as curious.

"Right. Everyone this is Loona, we met a few weeks ago at the music shop," Harry replied as he started making introductions. "Loona, this is my sister, Charlie."

"It's so good to meet you! We are going to have so much fun," Charlie said as she shook the hellhound's hand very hard.

"Yeah, sure," Loona said as her arm felt like a wet noodle at this point.

Harry had to make sure that Charlie let go of the hellhound's arm before she ripped it out of her socket. "This is Verosika. She was my babysitter when I was younger, but we still spend time together lately."

"Wait, you're Verosika Mayday!? I listen to your music a lot," Loona said as she shook her hand.

"It's so good to meet a fan," Verosika said shaking hands with the Hellhound. "I'll be happy to give you an autograph after this party. Free of charge, of course."

"Really? You mean it," Loona asked happily as she was wagging her tail.

"You know it. After all, a friend of Harry's is a friend of mine," the succubus said to the goth hellhound.

"And this here is my friend since childhood, Octavia," Harry introduces her to the goth owl. "She's also the daughter of Stolas who taught me some magic before going to Hogwarts."

"Wait, did you say 'Stolas'? Tall owl guy, prince, has a voice that sounds 'fabulous'? That Stolas," Loona asked.

"You know my father on a personal level," Octavia asked as she was suspicious.

"Not exactly," Loona said sheepishly as she didn't make eye contact. "It's hard to explain."

"Why?"

Before the hellhound could answer, someone she wished wasn't around at the moment came from behind. "There you are, Loony. I've been looking all over for you," Blitzo approached her.

Harry and Charlie wondered who this guy was, but an angry-looking Octavia gave them the impression, that they knew one another. "You!?"

Seeing the owl demon, Blitzo's smile vanished. "Oh, it's Stolas' little birdie. Didn't expect to see you or your dad here," the imp remarked casually.

"Wait don't tell me," Harry asked as he looked at the imp and figured out the pieces to this mystery.

"This dickhead is the reason for my family drama," Octavia said as she was held back by both Charlie and Verosika.

"Easy, Tavi. Now, let's just calm down and explain ourselves," Charlie said trying her best to calm the owl girl down.

"How can I when he slept with my father and my mother won't stop bitching about it!?"

"Wait, this guy," Verosika asked as she looked at the imp. "How the heaven could he do that? I mean, he's not some super handsome guy."

"Look, I did what I had to do. I wasn't comfortable with it as much as you," Blitzo admitted.

Before Octavia was about to break free and try to kill the imp, Hedwig came swooping down at the taller imp as she started to claw and peak at him.

"Ow! Get the fuck off me, you stupid pigeon," Blitzo swatted trying to hit the snowy owl, only for her to land on her master's arm. "Wait a minute, I remember you. You're that stupid bird that owl pelleted me back on the surface! I should have shot you until I got a hit!"

"You shot at my bird," Harry said, sounding angry.

"You shot at his bird," Loona repeated this question.

"Oh… She's yours," Blitzo asked as he felt like he fucked up. He looked over at Moxxie and Milly, only to see they were speaking with one of the other imp servants that offered them stuffed mushrooms.

The gothic owl demon looked pleased and calmer as she saw Harry's expression. "I'm going to enjoy this."

Harry pulled out his want and aimed him right at the imp's neck. Normally, Blitzo would just grab the piece of wood and snap it in half while pulling out his gun. But unfortunately for him, he was face to face with the big man's son and didn't want to risk dying in any way. Luckily for Blitzo, everyone's attention soon turned toward Owlphonse as he flew past them and landed in front of Millie. "Aww, look at this cutie," the imp girl said to Moxxie. "He's got a little bow tie just like you, hun."

Looking at the owl before he nuzzled against the imps, Moxxie chuckled. "Okay, that is pretty cute," he said before Charlie whistled for Owlphonse. "Guess he belongs to the princess," he remarked as he saw the bird fly off. But as he did, he noticed Blitzo's situation. "Oh crumbs…"

"Look, I'm really, really sorry I shot at your bird. I swear I won't harm her ever again," Blitzo said through beads of sweat. But the wand was pressed against him further and Blitzo decided to reason with the prince. "I'm sure we can come to a compromise, right? I mean, I am a businessman."

"And what business do you have to offer," Harry asked.

"Let me introduce myself. The name's Blitzo. The O is silent. I'm the founder and owner of Immediate Murder Professionals. You want someone gone, I'm your man. The first targets you want to be killed upon the surface are free!"

"Not interested, since I don't need anyone dead," Harry told the imp. "Well… There is one, but he's been escaping Uncle Azrael for ages."

"I'll be more than happy to kill the son of a bitch for you," Blitzo exclaimed as he saw Moxxie and Millie arrive. "My employees are the best in the business."

"Sir, I believe this is a bad idea," Moxxie told his boss as he was concerned about such a deal.

"Shut up, Moxxie! I'm trying to save my own skin," Blitzo whispered harshly at his employee.

"You should listen to this guy. He seems to be smarter than you," Harry told the larger imp. Hearing that made Octavia, Verosika, and even Loona bite their bottom lip as the Prince of Hell called him out.

"How about this? You give Loona more freedom and I'll let this go."

"No way! I'm keeping my little Loony safe from all those kinds of freaks that would drool all over her," Blitzo exclaimed.

"I said 'more freedom', not 'free-range'. You can still keep an eye on her, but you just have to trust her more," Harry stated, showing his lessons on diplomacy were paying off.

Blitzo was ready to open his mouth to protest, but nothing came out as he realized it was a reasonable deal. "Fuck, he's got me there," he muttered to himself before looking the prince in the eye. "Okay, but what's the catch? There's always something else. What do you want?"

"Information. Information on a certain dark wizard," Harry told him. "A dark wizard called Voldemort."

"Moldywart? What kind of name is that," Blitzo asked.

"Sir, he said Voldemort, not… Ugh, never mind," Moxie groaned.

"I'll admit that was a good insult. But what do you say? Fair deal," Harry asked as he offered his hand to the larger imp.

"Yeah, fair deal," the imp agreed before he shook Harry's hand. As soon as he did, a small purple flash came from Harry's wrist. "What was that?"

"What was what," Harry asked, playing dumb as he let go of the imp and made sure his wand was hidden in his sleeve again. "Enjoy the party."

Straightening himself up, the taller imp went into the crowd followed by his companions. "You know he's not going to keep his word, right," Loona said.

"He'll keep his word. I made sure of it," Harry said with a sly smirk.

"You cursed him, didn't you," Charlie asked as she noticed the purple flash when he and the former circus performer shook hands.

"Dad did say to set up the best insurance policy before making a deal. Besides, it's more of a hex," Harry stated.

"Oh sneaky, what did you hex him with if he breaks the deal? Smelling bad, making him vomit, making him explode," Octavia asked.

"Nope. If he doesn't keep up his end of the bargain, he'll feel like he got hit in the groin," Harry told all of them.

"That's harsh. I love it," Loona said as they enjoyed themselves.

"And as he came to the Great Hall, he had a military buzz cut," Harry recollected the story of what the Weasley twins did to Draco Malfoy, making the group he was with laugh.

"Those two seem like they can run a business with stuff like that," Verosika said while holding her sides.

"I wouldn't be surprised if they did before I finish school," Harry agreed.

"This is a great party," Loona admitted as she was sipping her drink.

"Really? Because I think it sucks," a voice said from behind the group as this made them all look at who spoke. Harry and Charlie narrowed their eyes when they saw it was none other than Helsa Von Eldritch and her brother, Seviathan. "If it was my party, it would be a lot wilder."

"Well, too bad. Last time I checked, it's not your birthday, it's Harry's," Charlie told her rival. "If you don't like it that much, then leave."

"We wish we could, but you know as well as I do that our families are close to one another," Seviathan answered. "If I were you, I would have hired strippers to make things more exciting. Though you did manage to have one to this party," he said as he walked over to Verosika. "So tell me, hot stuff. Want to come back with me and have a little fun?"

"Listen up, you walking seafood platter. I'm no hooker," Verosika said angrily as she jabbed a finger at him. "I wouldn't go with you if you drugged me or got me drunk. Besides, I bet you fuck your own sister!"

This took the elder Von Eldritch by surprise as he proceeded to slap the succubus across the face. "How dare you talk to me like that, you whore!? Have you any idea who you're talking to?"

"A little bitch boy with daddy issues," Loona retorted with a dry wit.

"Watch your tongue, hellhound, or I'll put a muzzle on you," Helsa threatened.

"Why don't you go back to the ocean you crawled out of, you Kraken-haired bitch," Loona argued back as Harry and Octavia checked up on Verosika.

"How dare you talk to my sister like that you low-class hoe," Seviathan yelled as he was ready to hit Loona, but was stopped by Charlie as she caught his fist.

"You never change, Sev. Abusive, cruel, disrespectful, and always thinking that you're higher than everyone else," Charlie said angrily as her pupils started to turn slit like a snake.

"And last I checked, our parents rule Hell and not yours," Harry said as he had his hand on the handle of his sword. "Now, get lost or I'll make you," he said as Hedwig and Owlphonse landed nearby while Samael slithered up close to his master. All three pets hissed at the two sea demons.

Knowing that they were on a losing streak, Helsa grabbed her brother and led him away from the Morningstar group. "Come on, Sev. Let's not waste any more time with these losers," she said as both Von Eldritch siblings disappeared into the crowd.

Harry loosened his grip on his sword and looked back at Verosika as she was rubbing her cheek. "You okay?"

"Yeah. It's going to take a lot more than that to keep me down," Verosika told the Prince of Hell as she was still rubbing her cheek. "Bastard can slap hard, though."

"Tell me about it," Charlie said as she remembered her time with her ex.

"Is everything alright," Lucifer asked as he approached the group. "I heard there was some trouble with the owls and Sam."

"It was the Von Eldritch's, Dad. They started talking shit, insulted my friends, and slapped Verosika," Harry explained.

"It's true, Your Highness. I witnessed it all," Octavia told the king.

"Thank you, Octavia. I'll handle this myself. But Harry, do take your pets to your room. We're getting to the main event," Lucifer told his son.

"But-"

"No buts. Do as I say," the fallen angel started using his 'dad voice'.

"Yes, sir," Harry told his dad as he made Hedwig, Samael, and Owlphonse follow him to his room.

As Harry was going to his room, he started to hear something. Something like springs bouncing. "Oh no! Not on my bed," Harry exclaimed before he burst through the door. His expression softened when he only saw one body on his bed as he figured he was jumping on the bed like a kid. The being looked to be 3 feet tall and had large green eyes that were the size of tennis balls, a pencil-like nose, and large bat-like pointed ears. He also seemed to be wearing a worn-out pillowcase that covered his body like a robe.

"Harry Magne, it's an honor to see you," the being said to the Prince.

"Who are you and why are you in my room," Harry demanded. "Hang on. Did you just call me Magne? The only ones who call me Magne are the ones on the surface."

"Forgive Dobby, sir. Dobby didn't mean to intrude. Dobby only mean to warn," he said. "Allow Dobby to introduce himself. Dobby, Dobby the house-elf."

"A house-elf? I'm afraid I have don't time since I have to get back to my party, so please sit and explain quickly," Harry offered him a sit.

"S-sit, sir," Dobby asked as he starts to wail.

"I believe you upset him," Sam hissed as he looked at the weeping house elf.

"Dobby, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you," Harry apologized.

"Upset? Oh no, sir. No one has ever offered Dobby to sit down," the house-elf said.

"Well, I guess you haven't met any decent people," Harry said.

"No, I haven't. That was an awful thing to say," Dobby said as he went to the dresser and banged his head. "Bad Dobby! Bad! Bad Dobby!"

"Dobby, stop! Please, stop," Harry told the house-elf as he kept him from injuring himself. "Why are you here? How did you even get here?"

"Dobby had to punish himself, sir. Dobby almost spoke ill of his family. House elf magic is very different than wizard magic as we can transport from anywhere, including the realm of demons and angels. Dobby has come to warn Harry Magne not to return to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry this year."

"Warn me? Warn me about what? Why can't I go back to Hogwarts," Harry asked seemly confused.

"There is a plot. A plot to make most terrible things happen," Dobby answered.

"What terrible things? Who's plotting them? Is it Voldemort?"

"I can't say… I can't say," Dobby muttered to himself as he clenched his teeth together.

"Dobby, you better tell me. If you don't, I will make you tell me. My friends in Hogwarts could be in danger," Harry demanded.

"Friends who don't write back," the house-elf said before realizing he said too much.

"They have to have a good re- hang on... How do you know my friends haven't been writing to me," Harry asked as he rose a brow.

Dobby looked around as he knew he made a mistake and decided to come clean. "Harry Magne mustn't be angry with Dobby. Dobby hoped that if Harry Magne didn't receive a letter from his friends, then he wouldn't be going back to school," Dobby said as he releveled a lot of letters.

"Dobby, give me those letters," Harry demanded.

"No!"

"Sam, grab him," Harry ordered his pet snake. The serpent lunged toward the house-elf, only for him to snap his fingers. With a sound like the crack of a whip, he vanished and reappeared next to him. The snake tried to wrap around the elf but missed once again as Dobby vanished again and reappeared in the hall. Seeing him run, Harry quickly pursued the intruder. "Dobby! Give me those letters!"

"No," the house-elf shouted as he disappeared as Harry arrived at the stairwell.

"There he is! And just in time for dessert. You'll love the cake, Harry," Lucifer announced as everyone cheered.

Waving toward the crowd, Harry had to keep up a facade of normalcy as he descended the stairs. 'I have to tell Mom, Dad, or Charlie as fast as possible. I have a bad feeling that Dobby is going to ruin the party somehow,' he told himself as he reached the end of the stairwell.

"I've been waiting for you to try this. I had the bakers make this from the best ingredients in Hell," Lucifer told his son.

"I bet it's their best work yet," Harry smiled as his father wrapped his arm around him. When Lucifer brought Harry close, the wizard quietly spoke to him. "Dad, there's an uninvited guest here. Somebody not from Hell."

Raising an eyebrow, Lucifer looked around and didn't see anybody that stuck out to him. "Explain. I'm not seeing anything."

"He called himself a 'house elf' or something," Harry elaborated. "He can apparently teleport, he's been keeping my letters from reaching my friends, and said his magic works differently from a wizard's."

"I know what they're like. We'll look for him later. For now, we'll just have some cake and you can look while it seems like you're enjoying the party more," Lucifer stated quietly, shooting his wife and daughter a look that told them something important needed to be discussed. "You talk to Charlie about it, I'll tell your mother."

Nodding, Harry walked over to his sister. "We have a small problem on our hands," he muttered to Charlie as they walked to the table with a large round covered silver platter that was as big as a table. "I told Dad about this and he's telling Mom, but we have an uninvited guest that's not from Hell."

"Wait, you mean like a human," Charlie asked him as he shook his head.

"He said he was a house-elf. Also, he can teleport. Keep an eye out," Harry told her as they arrived where the silver platter was placed in front of Harry.

"Your cake, Master Harry," one of the chefs said as ten imps lifted the lid. But to everyone's surprise, it was empty.

"Oh no," Harry muttered as his bad feeling was proven.

"Where's the cake!? I told all of you to put the cake on the platter and wheel it in!"

"We did," one of the workers told the chef.

"Charlie, I don't like this at all," Harry told his sister. "It's got to be that house-elf who took it."

"And made it float onto the ceiling," Charlie whispered as she looked up, then cupped his face and showed him the floating cake.

Seeing the hovering cake, Harry didn't have time to appreciate the gold and scarlet lion design decorating the sides. Instead, he was frantically looking for Dobby and soon noticed him far away from the crowd. Harry glared at the house-elf as he was ready to grab a hold of him and strangle him to death if need be. But Harry noticed the house-elf had a smile on his face as he held his fingers in a snapping position. Harry looked at Dobby then the cake and where it was positioned. To his horror, it was positioned under the one bitch that could spark disaster for the night and potentially get him in trouble if he didn't warn his family. Harry looked in Dobby's direction and shook his head violently as the house-elf nodded his head. Finally, Dobby snapped his fingers and the cake dropped like an explosive payload carried by a B12 Bomber. Harry tried to rush and stop it with his wand, but it was too late as the cake landed on its target and covered Helsa head to toe in red and scarlet icing with red velvet chunks coming out from it.

Many of the crowd pointed and laughed at the female Von Eldritch as she eyed the Prince of Hell with her many eyes on him. "You! Threatening me wasn't enough! You had the nerve to insult me and ruin my dress!"

"Helsa, wait a minute! It wasn't me, I swear," Harry told the angry sea demon as he still had his wand in his hand.

The female Von Eldritch didn't want to hear his excuse as she grabbed a chunk of cake out of her hair and threw it at him. Harry saw it coming and ducked just in time, causing the chuck of cake hit Stella. "YOU FUCKING BITCH," Stella screamed out before grabbing a platter from an imp waiter and throwing it as hard as she could at Helsa, only for the platter to fly over her and hit Blitzo in the face. "HA! TAKE THAT," she laughed as Blitzo returned fire with a pie as his aim was off and hit Stolas.

The owl demon prince only laughed before he grabbed another pie and threw it, this time hitting Verosika as both Loona and Octavia laughed. Verosika retaliated by pushing Loona's face into a pie resting on a table, then laughed along with the girls.

"Food fight," shouted Millie as she grabbed a pie and threw it into the face of a nearby guest.

Soon enough, pies and other forms of desserts were flying everywhere and nearly everyone was splattered with fruits, cream, frosting, and other ingredients. Harry could only watch before Charlie joined in the fight, primarily aiming at Helsa at every chance she got. The wizard soon looked in the direction of Dobby, only to watch the house-elf snap his fingers and vanish with the crack of a whip. "Damn that elf," Harry said before he got a face full of red velvet cake. "What a waste of good cake," he remarked as he barely had time to savor the taste of what his birthday cake would have been.

"You think we should stop this," Lilith asked her husband as they watched from the sideline as she watched Harry throw jelly tarts into Sev's eyes.

"Why should we? This is the most hilarious non-violent thing I've seen in years," Lucifer declared as Charlie threw a bowl of pudding at Helsa, only to end up splashing Moxxie with chocolate instead.

"I haven't seen this many projectiles flying through a battlefield since the Great War," remarked Alastor the Radio Demon.

"I didn't know you served during that time," Lilith replied.

"Who said I did, my lady," Alastor answered back with his usual smile.

"Why aren't you participating," Lucifer asked.

"And ruin one of my best suits? I think not, my king."

"Fair enough," Lucifer said before effortlessly catching a pie that nearly hit his wife. "Yum, apple."

"Mind if I have a slice," Lilith asked as Lucifer offered her a slice as the three of them watched the dessert war play out.

After hours of sweets flying around the room, some guests thanked the Morningstars for the good time while others were absolutely furious. As soon as the last guest left, both Lucifer and Lilith stared at their children who still had frosting, cake, and custard coating them. "I hope both of you enjoyed yourselves because the both of you are going to help the staff clean," the Devil said to them both.

"As much as I want to argue that statement, I'm not pushing it," Charlie said as she knew if they said anything against it, they would suffer a much more horrible punishment.

"What about you Harry? Anything you want to argue," Lucifer turned to the now twelve-year-old boy.

"No, but I do have something to ask. Do you know anything about house-elves," Harry asked.

"Well, yes. I do know about them," Lucifer stated as he began to speak again. "Much like imps, house-elves are considered to be a lower status in the wizarding hierarchy. The only difference is that house-elves are essentially slaves to the family they serve. Which is stupid cause the wizarding world is just hurting themselves economically."

"What do you mean, Dad," Harry questioned.

"That's for a later time when you're a bit older. Just grab a mop and broom before you wash up and change."

"Yes, Dad," both Charlie and Harry said as they help out the imps that were cleaning up the hall.

"Don't you think that it's a little concerning that a house-elf started all this damage to keep Harry from going back to school," Lilith asked her husband.

"It is, my love. We'll get to the bottom of this," Lucifer said as he watched the kids clean up. "But I think you should send that letter to your pen pal. The kids need to get out of Hell for a few days so we can investigate."

"Luckily, that elf only took Harry's letters and not mine," Lilith giggled as she whistled to Owlphonse. The barn owl flew over to the Queen of Hell and landed on her arm as her glove magically turned to a thick leather one. "I need you to send a message to the Weasleys," she said as she handed the owl a letter. "Be sure no one else sees this letter." The barn owl hooted in understanding and took the letter with him as he soared through the air and headed to the surface world.

A few days after the Party, Harry and Charlie went with their parents to the surface, waiting in an open field in the English countryside. "Are you sure they'll be here," Harry asked his parents.

"They will. I know it," Lucifer said before he spotted something in the sky. "Well, that's unusual," he commented. Looking up, the rest of the Morningstar family saw a car flying in the sky.

When the car came down to a stop, an older man with red hair wearing a plaid vest with a pale green coat and light gray pants. "Ah, you must be Harry's parents and sister. Ron and the twins have been talking about you all summer. Oh, sorry. Where are my manners? I'm Arthur Weasley."

"Pleasure to meet you. I'm Lilith and this is my husband, Luke. This is our daughter, Charlotte. But she likes to be called Charlie," the queen replied as she introduced her family. "Anyway, we had to do some things back home and we might not be able to send Harry to school in time. So, we thought you could help us. I hope it isn't too much trouble."

"Nonsense. We're willing to have Harry and Charlotte stay with us until Harry is ready to go back to Hogwarts," Arthur stated happily. "The kids will be glad to see them. Now, let's get your things into the car," he said as Harry and Charlie brought the stuff they were carrying into the trunk of the car. Anything that was considered too big was shrunk down to size to make room. The only things they did not shrink were Hedwig and Owlphonse in their cages. As for Sam, he was placed into Harry's spacious bag with only his head sticking out. "There, that should do it. Get in you two."

"Now, don't give our guests too much trouble, even if I like it. And don't stick out too much. If you do, I'll find out," Lucifer told them both as they both agreed. "We'll see you soon, Charlie," he said hugging them both as Lilith did the same with a kiss on their cheeks.

Once the two were strapped in the car, Mr. Weasley turned on the engine. "Hang on tight," he said as the car started to fly off into the air before turning the invisibility booster on. "Off to the Burrow we go," Arthur shouted as they flew away with the King and Queen of Hell waving to their children.

And that is where we are ending this chapter. Yes, the whole thing with Dobby being able to get in and out of Hell is bizarre but if you're a book reader, you should know Kreacher was able to Apparate in that cave where the locket was hidden as even Dumbledore was not able to. Also, the food fight was inspired by the Great Race's pie fight which was one of the biggest pie fights in cinematic history. Big thanks to WaterDragonMaverick for editing and suggestion. And hope to see you all in Hell!