Hello, all you sinners! And welcome back to another sinful chapter! But as some of you know, Robbie Coltrane, the actor who played Hagrid in all the Harry Potter films, died on October 14th, 2022. That tore my heart as the last chapter I wrote was the ending of the Chamber of Secrets Arc as Hagrid was set free and all charges were dropped. I will never forget what he said on the 20th Harry Potter Anniversary tribute. "...in 50 years sadly, I will not be here, but Hagrid will." R.I.P. Robbie, it won't be Hogwarts without you, and thank you for the memories. As such, there will be something important involving Hagrid in this chapter.

Anyway, you guys were really at it on the whole Dementors and Exorcists debate. Both made valid points and saw where this was going. And I am very excited that we are going to get the Hazbin Hotel in the summer of 2023! But let's not keep this waiting too long and dive right into Hell!

Chapter 24: Summer Vacation

"Felt like forever since I was back home," Harry said as he saw they were at the front gates of Morningstar Manor. The many red bushes were cleanly shaped by the family gardener, a tall hockey-masked sinner that was currently cutting away at a stubborn shrub with a machete. 'Seems like Chase wanted to make sure the hedges look nice before I came back,' he thought to himself as they passed Cerberus' doghouse. As they passed the building that was about the same size as Hagrid's hut, the giant three-headed black pitbull started barking at the familiar sight of his family as the limo pulled in near the front entrance of the manor.

Lucifer was the first one to step out of the limousine, followed by Lilith and Charlie. Harry was the last one out as the Morningstars walked up the stone steps while Razzle and Dazzle parked the limo in the garage. "Are you ready, son," Lucifer asked Harry as they were in front of the door.

Harry looked at the oak door with the apple-designed stained glass windows in front of him. His stomach did a flip or two before he cleaned his throat and took deep breaths. "Yeah, I'm ready."

"Alright. In we go," Lucifer said before opening the door, allowing Harry to step in first.

"SURPRISE!"

Harry was taken aback as he saw Stolas, Octavia, Stella, Loona, Blitzo, Millie, Moxie, and Verosika gathered around the hall with a welcome back banner hanging. "Wait, what is all this?"

"It's a celebration in honor of you killing a motherfucking Basilisk," Lucifer told his boy. "Plus, this makes up for your birthday. Now go talk to your friends and enjoy yourself. I have a new cook to keep tabs on," he said slapping his son on the back which made the Prince of Hell step forward to where his friends were standing.

Harry was practically pushed forward as he was right in front of the three demon women. "Um… hey, girls. How are things when I was gone?"

"On my part, mum and dad are behaving. Still some tension, but not insulting or throwing things at one another," Octavia told the Prince of Hell.

"She's still insufferable, though," Stolas muttered.

"Well, that's good news… I think," Harry said as he forced a smile. 'Next time I visit Master Stolas, I hope my ears won't be bleeding from Lady Stella's harpy-like scream.'

"Well, not much on my end. Still have some shitstains coming into the office wanting revenge and hiring us to kill them off," Loona told her side. "Did shoot up some dark wizards, though. We went to the surface on one mission and some sap thought I was a werewolf before I tore out his throat."

"I bet he wished he had wolfsbane on him," Harry joked as he made her and the other two girls laugh.

"I bet he did as his life flashed before his eyes," Loona said as she gave off a chuckle. "That stuff really bothers me since I'm allergic to it."

"Really? How allergic are you," Octavia asked as she rose a brow under her crowned beanie.

"Mostly just sneezing a lot," Loona admitted.

"Wow, that sucks," Verosika said to the silver-haired hellhound. "Well, I went on tour for once around Hell and got a printed album. Here, this one is on the house," the pink succubus said as she handed the Prince of Hell a CD.

Harry took the CD as the cover had a bikini-clad Verosika on the beach winking with a mic in one hand. "Vacay to Bonetown?"

"First single I made," Verosika told him. "Give it a listen."

"Maybe later," Harry replied, not fully promising before Lucifer returned. "How's Dobby," he asked.

"He's doing well enough and is nearly finished making the cake he ruined before," Lucifer stated. "Should be done soon, so it's time to show the newest addition to the mansion."

"And what would that be," Harry questioned.

"I think you'll like it," Lilith said as she led everyone to another room of the mansion. "May I have everyone's attention, please? As some of you have heard, Harry fought off against a basilisk that was plaguing the school with little help," she announced as a large curtain was coving behind her. "In his honor, we are so proud to have the serpent in our trophy room," the Queen of Hell said as she pulled off the curtain to reveal the taxidermied 60-foot serpent, semi-coiled standing up with its scales now restored to dazzling emerald green. The new trophy was baring what remained of its fangs and had glassy yellow eyes staring right back at everyone.

"Now that's a taxidermy," Octavia said as she took a picture of it with her phone as many others did the same or gawking at the stuffed snake.

"That is quite the specimen. To think Harry killed such a creature with just two swords in hand," Stolas said as he stared into its glassy eyes. "I take it that these aren't the real eyes?"

"Yeah, Dumbledore's phoenix took them out so I could stand a chance against it," Harry admitted.

"That would be the safest route since a phoenix can simply regenerate from its ashes," Moxxie remarked.

"How do you know about that," Blitzo asked the smaller imp.

"I looked at some of the books of the targets we were assigned to kill," Moxxie stated. "Some had mentions of magical creatures, so I looked them up while I was at it."

"Whatever Mox, just don't be spreading that pixie dust shit back in the office," Blitzo grumbled.

"There are some pages on horse-like beings," Moxxie pointed out as he knew that will get his boss's attention.

"Okay, when we get back to the office, lend me that book if you have it," the taller imp said, now interested.

"Might want to get a book on how to lose some weight, fatty," Loona mocked as she was posting a picture of the Basilisk on social media.

"Will yo- I'm not fat," Moxxie complained.

"Oh, don't worry about your weight, hun. Besides, who cares if you are a little chubby," Millie told her husband.

"But I'm not even 170 pounds," Moxxie complained even more. "But to kill a Basilisk, that kid sure is impressive."

"Just as long as he keeps his hands off my Loony," Blitzo said as he was staring daggers at Harry.

"You are a piece of shit, Blitz," Loona growled as she was not facing her father figure. "Can't let me have any friends, can you? Just push them all away and let me be alone for all I care," she muttered, remembering her time in the kennel of an orphanage she grew up in.

Seeing Loona wrap her arms around herself like when he first saw her made Blitzo wince as he started to regret his overprotectiveness toward her. "Loona, I… it's just… I don't want…" he struggled to get the words out as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Just keep in touch in case you do go out with him. I mean either if your alone or with his group."

"Fine, I'll do that at least," Loona told her imp of a dad before walking off.

"I can't believe you invited that imp again to my future son-in-law's celebration," Stella quietly hissed at her husband while holding a glass of wine.

"You wanted protection and I offered him money to give us that protection. Also, his daughter and ours do get along well enough," Stolas told his wife. "And what's this about Harry being our son-in-law?"

"Oh, don't play that with me. You're teaching him Astrology and Herbology. You must have seen signs of a power play among this family," the white bird demon said as she eyed the preteen. "A member of the Morningstar family and one of the Ars Goetia together? This will surely make a historical moment."

"As much as I would like Harry to be my son-in-law. I will not make an arranged marriage between him and Octavia," Stolas whispered with a hint of anger in his voice. "I won't let my daughter experience something as emotionless as our arrangement. I would still be happy if they were just close friends."

"As much as I hate to say it. I have to agree. If I had a choice, you wouldn't be at the top of my list," Stella said as she sipped at her wine.

"You were never on my list," Stolas told her, swirling his own glass.

"Well, cheers," Stella said bitterly and sarcastically as she and Stolas toasted their glasses without looking at each other.

"And now, the cake," Lucifer told all of the guests that were rounded up. Dobby soon rolled out a dolly that had the cake covered on a silver platter. With a spell to move the lid off, Dobby revealed the cake. It was mainly green and gray with a smaller version of the Basilisk curled around the dessert while a sugar model of Harry stabbing the serpent through the roof of its mouth topped the cake. "A fitting design for the occasion. I love the chocolate Basilisk," the Devil said with a smile. "However, the taste is where it's judged. Harry, let's cut it as you did to the real thing," he told his son.

"Gonna be hard to do that since I stabbed the thing in the brain through its mouth," Harry joked as he took a step forward and grabbed a knife to cut the first slice. Looking at it, it was a lime custard cake with green buttercream and took the first bite out of it. "This… is probably the best cake I had in years," the Prince of Hell stated as he continued to eat the cake until there was nothing left on his plate. Harry sliced the cake evenly as his family and guests were given a slice, even seconds if they wanted some.

"Damn, this is some good cake," Verosika said as she bite into another piece. "Your new cook outdid himself."

"Wish I could have the recipe to give the cooks at my place," Octavia agreed with the pink-skinned succubus.

"I'd be happy to share, but Dobby is under my dad's service until his debt is paid off," Harry told them as they were gathered around while the adults were talking among themselves.

"Isn't he the elf that ruined your birthday and made that flying ball nearly kill you," Loona asked as she was wolfing down her slice.

"Very same one. Not to mention he got me close to getting expelled," Harry told them.

"I'm a little surprised you're not choking him or beating him up," Octavia said to the Prince of Hell. "That's what my mom would do."

"I did a little when I was in my hospital bed and I think he suffered enough with being a slave to the Malfoys. Plus, seeing the father of that weasel get his ass kicked by him was satisfying enough,"

"Not as satisfying when I kicked him in the nuts," Veroiska said as she, Harry, and the other girls laughed. "Oh, I can't wait to visit your school next semester."

"We'll have to see," Harry told them. "But for now, let's enjoy the summer."

A week after Harry's return, he was doing some summer homework assigned to him in preparation for his next classes. As such, the Prince of Hell was studying some new spells and how to protect himself from various dark arts. 'I hope this time we get an actual DADA teacher that knows what they're doing,' Harry thought to himself as Sam breathed fire on another dead rat before swallowing it whole. The Hell Snake grew as he was now 15 feet long and was thicker. "I think you're too big to fit in my robes now."

After finishing his meal, the white serpent looked at the Prince of Hell. "You can always fit me in that bag of yours," Sam told him as he made a solid point.

"That may be true, but I think it would be best to have you stay by my side instead," The Prince of Hell spoke in Parseltongue before continuing with his work. Suddenly, Hedwig came swooping into his room as she held onto a large package and a letter attached to it. "Thank you, Hedwig," he said as he looked at the letter first seeing that it was from Hagrid. Opening the letter, he silently read what the half-giant wrote.

"Dear Harry,

I have some good news fer ya. I'm now the new teacher for Care of Magical Creatures as Professor Kettleburn has retired. I have my first lesson planned that I think you'll find it to be a great treat. I did ya the liberty of getting your textbook as a very early birthday present. Just be very delicate with it.

See you in class, Hagrid."

Harry smiled as he was glad to hear that his first friend in the wizarding world got the job at Hogwarts. However, he did wonder what he meant when he said to be delicate with the book he got him. Shrugging, he went to the package and saw that it was indeed a book, but the leather cover had brown fur and four yellow eyes. Between the pages looked like a mouth held together by a red belt to keep it shut. On the leather seen, there was gold lettering that said 'The Monster Book of Monsters. The Prince of Hell undid the belt and was ready to look inside it, but the book suddenly started to snap at him. Harry dropped the book immediately as Hedwig and Sam watched as it continued to snap at him, watching it jump around like it was alive while he jumped onto his bed to avoid getting bitten by the monstrous book. Luckily, the book couldn't climb up on his bed as it just snapped at him like a small dog. 'Be delicate with it? There is nothing delicate about this thing!'

"Is everything alright, young master? I thought I heard something odd," Klaus knocked on the door.

"Oh, nothing. Just one of my books trying to kill me," Harry stated as he watched the book continue to hit the legs of his bed.

"Shall I dispose of it for you, sir," the imp butler asked in a calm tone through the door.

"No, I need it for school. But if you can hold it down so I can keep its mouth shut, that would be nice," Harry said loud enough so that he was heard on the other side.

"First, I need you to open the door," Klaus said to him. Luckily for Harry, he still had his wand on him and used the unlocking charm to open his door from a distance. When the butler entered the room, the monster book turned and saw the imp, then charged at him until the imp simply brought his foot down and stepped right on it. The book let out a painful moan as Harry got off his bed and reattached the belt strap to keep its mouth shut. "Would that be all, young master?"

"Yes, that will be all. Thank you, Klaus," Harry said as he dismissed the imp and placed the struggling book on his desk. 'Must be some sort of trick to get that book to behave itself,' Harry thought to himself as he looked into the letter to see if Hagrid left something important to mention, but was unable to see anything the half-giant wrote. "Of course, he didn't mention how to open it," sighing to himself. Harry continued his summer homework as he wrote an essay about shrinking potions. An hour and a half later, he put his quill down and looked it over. "I think this is passable in Snape's eyes. If anything, he'll just give me a B just to nitpick me."

Soon, there was a knock on Harry's door. "Harry! I'm respecting your privacy by knocking, but asserting my authority as your big sister by coming in anyway," said Charlie's voice as she opened the door quickly. "I've got great news! We're going on vacation to Earth!"

"We're going to Earth? This is sudden. What's the occasion?"

"Dad wants to let you see more than just England and Scotland," the princess explained.

'Feels like there's more to it than that,' Harry thought to himself as he proceeded to put his books and papers away, but the Monster Book of Monsters was struggling too much.

"What is with that book," Charlie asked as she knew he didn't have it before.

"Early birthday gift from Hagrid. I kinda wish he would warn me about it biting me or even HOW to properly open it," Harry explained.

"Did you try stroking its spine," Charlie asked him.

"What?"

"Here, let me," Charlie said as she picked up the monster book and gently rubbed two fingers down the book's spine like a cat. With the sentient book purring calmly, Charlie undid the belt strap holding it shut and opened to a page. "See?"

"Okay, how did you know how to do that, Sis," Harry questioned with his jaw-dropping in surprise.

"I mean, it's like an animal, isn't it," Charlie said as she just shrugged, darting her eyes back and forth like she was hiding something. Luckily for her, Harry bought it.

"So, where are we going?"

"Ah, Italy. Such a fine country," Lucifer sighed in bliss as he and his family were on a gondola going through a canal in Venice. "So many places to explore and culture to take in. The canals of Venice, the ruins of Pompeii, the Tomb of Dante Alighieri."

"The fashion of Milan," Lilith added, wrapping her arms around her husband's shoulders.

"All the food," Charlie said as she and her brother watched all the people and boats passing by.

"This is going to be a fun trip," Harry remarked.

"Indeed it will," Lucifer said. "Now, we start here in Venice and our last destination will be a special stop in Rome. And just to be clear, it's not the Colosseum."

"Can we go there anyway," Harry asked.

"All I said is that it wasn't our last stop," his father replied with a chuckle.

"I know what you're talking about, dear. But I'll keep that as a surprise for the children," Lilith said with a sly smile. "For now, let's enjoy the view before we head for Milan next. Also, can you do me one tiny favor?"

"What is it, my love," Lucifer asked as he was thrown a mandolin by a performer who saw the husband and wife being romantic.

"Play 'Santa Lucia' for me. It's been a while plus it sets the mood," the Queen of Hell told him as they glided across the water on the gondola.

"I can't argue with that, mia regina," the King of Hell said as he played the song perfectly. When he finished, Harry, Charlie, and several people around them applauded the performance. "Guess I'm not all that rusty."

"Let's get something to eat before we check more stuff out," Harry suggested.

"I say we go to the best pasta joint in town," Charlie suggested.

"I was gonna say pizza, but I can do pasta. I hear that in this region of Italy, they use squid ink for flavor and color," Harry said as the gondola moved faster into Venice.

Another day of their vacation, another city in Italy to visit for the Morningstars as they made their way through Milan. While they went through one of the capitals of the fashion world, Lilith was in the streets holding as many bags as possible. "Come on, there are so many other stores we have to go to," she told Lucifer and Harry as they were carrying far more bags from all the clothing stores they visited.

"I'm starting to regret giving her all those cards," Lucifer grumbled as he was carrying a figurative mountain of clothes and shoes.

"What was that dear," Lilith asked her husband as she gave him a cold stare.

"Nothing, apple of my eye! I was just wondering where we're going next," Lucifer lied through his teeth.

"Honestly, some new shoes would be nice for Dad and Harry," Charlie remarked as she arrived with gelato for everyone. "You've mainly just been getting women's shoes, Mom."

Humming in thought, Lilith nodded as she set down her bags and took some gelato from Charlie. "You're right. They've been doing so much all through the city for me. They deserve more than ice cream," the Queen of Hell said.

"I guess I could use a new pair of shoes. An old pair is getting worn out," Harry stated as he put some of the bags down, stretching his arms as his sister handed him his gelato.

"And I think a new wardrobe will do nicely for me. Something flashy that matches my devilish charms," the King of Hell grinned.

"I think I know just the place," Lilith told them. After they had their break and finished their gelato, the Morningstar Family followed Lilith as she strolled toward an expensive men's store. "Here we are. Pick out something you would like. You two do deserve it."

"Thanks, Mom," Harry said as he looked through all the shirts and jackets.

"Make sure it's something your girlfriends will appreciate," Lilith whispered to him.

"Mom! Loona, Octavia, and Verosika are not my girlfriends," Harry shout in embarrassment as his entire face turned red.

"Don't be so embarrassed, Harry. I think it's wonderful that you've already found some lovely ladies that think about you," the Queen of Hell told him. "Just be lucky they aren't fighting among themselves to win you over."

"Not helping, Mom," Harry told her as he buried his head in an assortment of shirts to hide his red face and find a new look for events at home.

"Well, that's not going as I planned. Honey, go talk to your son," Lilith called for her husband as he was looking into a mirror while in a black Italian suit with white pinstripes.

"Be right there," Lucifer said as he admired the suit. After deciding it was a keeper, he went to speak with Harry. "Harry, what seems to be the problem?"

"Mom teased me about my friends from Hell being my girlfriends," Harry told him.

"And what's wrong with that," Lucifer asked, not seeing an issue besides Harry being embarrassed.

"I don't know. What if they don't like me that way and it costs my friendship with them," Harry said as he still had his head buried.

"Not like you to think this way, Harrison," Lucifer said, using Harry's full first name. "You are a member of the Morningstar Family. Any girl would be begging at your feet to be with you. I mean you are skilled, athletic, smart, and not to mention good-looking. I'll give your birth parents that. If you have something for them, then I say you show it to them. That's how I married your beautiful mother."

"That and I helped him get over his daddy issues a little," Lilith chuckled, making Lucifer turn red in embarrassment.

"Apple Pie, can I finish without interruptions," Lucifer asked politely as his wife took a step back to let him finish, but she still kept smirking. "And if they do reject you, that's their loss."

"Thanks, Dad. I actually feel better now," Harry said lifting his head up and feeling more confident with himself.

"That's my boy. Don't let a little embarrassment get you down," the Devil laughed as he patted his son on the back and leaned in to whisper in his ear. "Just don't rush to second or third base just yet."

"Got it," Harry said to him with red still in his cheeks from what his dad said. Calming down, he went to pick out some clothing to try on.

After their day of shopping in the fashion capital of Italy, the Morningstar Family went through many other stops during their trip. One day had them visit the Tomb of Dante Alighieri in Ravenna, the next was a trip to the Leaning Tower of Pisa, and another couple of days were exploring Florence and Naples. Soon enough, it was the last day of their vacation and they made it to Rome after a trip to Pompeii.

"Oh wow, this is incredible. Rome is so pretty. I mean look at all the marble that was put into the architecture," Charlie said, looking over many of the buildings.

"It really is, princess," Lilith agreed.

"Okay, girls. I'll take Harry with me to handle that errand I wanted to do here while you two go see the Colosseum," Lucifer told his family.

"Alright then," the girls replied before the father and son went off.

As they made their way through the city, Harry spoke to the Devil. "Dad, why are we really here? I know this is more than just a fun vacation," he questioned.

Looking around to see if anyone was watching, Lucifer snapped his fingers to cast a spell that was able to make Harry and himself be undetectable by all senses or recording devices. "Most of it was for a fun vacation, but I do have one piece of business at the Vatican," Lucifer stated as he and Harry began to walk through people like ghosts.

"The Vatican? Why there," Harry questioned.

"Over the last couple of years, I've been sending over 200 death threats to the Pope and I want to send this one to see his reaction," Lucifer told him as he held a black envelope with the royal seal on it.

"So you want to see his reaction to your latest letter and get away with it? Count me in," Harry said as he wanted to see how the leader of an entire religion would respond.

"Alright, but we have to do it quickly and quietly as possible," the Devil told him as he snapped his fingers to let them go into the Vatican much easier. They were surrounded by many bishops and cardinals that gather around the Apostolic Palace. "This way," Lucifer whispered as he and Harry sneaked around the building as they were finding the office of the most powerful figure in Christianity.

"Are you sure we're going the right way dad," Harry asked as he had to keep his voice low to not be detected. He had to admit, his father's spell was like him under his Invisibility Cloaked. 'He had to teach me that one when I outgrow it someday.'

"I'm sure. All we have to do now is pass the Sistine chapel. And… here we are," Lucifer said as he was staring straight at Pope Benedict XVI as he was reading his letters. "Shh watch this," the Devil said as he was holding in his laughter and placed it between the others. "Wait and see," Lucifer said patiently as he read the letters until he picked up the black envelope and opened it. His eyes widened as he read the letter, which Lucifer was kind enough to show his son with a small illusion spell.

"Dear Chief Replacement,

I wanted to send you this friendly little letter to inform you of your imminent demise. If you're curious about the frequency with which I send these letters, it is merely to instill as much fear as I can. As if blasting a turkey. Which I will proceed to shove up your ass.

That's right!

I'm gonna FUCK you with the Fear Turkey!

Follow me Lucirules666

Sincerely, Lucifer Morningstar."

"That's it! I have had enough of this man's death threats for too long," the Pope shouted in rage and fear as the cardinals came in to hear his holiness. "I'm resigning! I hope my successor does a better job taking on these letters than me," he exclaimed as he went to pack up his belongings, leaving the King and Prince of Hell to sneak away.

"I can't believe it actually pushed him on the edge," Lucifer laughed as he and Harry were walking along each other.

"I almost thought he was going to curse in anger," Harry said as he was laughing so hard he was holding his sides.

"That would have been a sigh to see! The Pope cursing my name," Lucifer chuckled before the two of them met back up with Charlie and Lilith.

"Finally sent that letter? You normally use carrier pigeons. They just fly right into the Vatican," Lilith asked, knowing of Lucifer's constant letters to the former pope.

"Well, this one I'm glad I delivered in person. The man resigned after reading it. Harry and I got a front-row seat!"

"Well, I hope you're happy, Luci. Because now I have to make sure you don't do the same with the new one," a voice from behind the fallen angel rang out as people stopped moving, as if time stood still.

Hearing who it was, Lucifer's smile immediately changed to a scowl. "Oh great, it's him," he muttered before turning around to see the source of the voice. Standing in front of the Morningstar patriarch was a man that looked like Lucifer, only his suit and coat had more of a gold color to it and darker pants. His eyes were sky blue and his hair had a golden laurel wreath resting around his head. "Hello, brother," Lucifer grumbled.

"Uncle Michael! I wasn't expecting to see you on this trip," Charlie remarked as she and Harry looked at the archangel.

"Originally, I'm only here to make sure your troublemaking father doesn't go overboard with his pranks," Michael said.

"You were always the party pooper. Always being Dad's favorite, even after that brat," Lucifer grumbled as he turned away from his brother.

"Oh, don't be like that, Luci. That was a long time. Are you still mad about that," Michael asked.

"You were the one who got me banished in the first place! I'm still mad at you," the Devil yelled at the Archangel. "I fell in love, so you go and tell our father."

Hearing this, Lilith put a hand to her face. "It's the same old thing when they start arguing. Not my fault I liked Lucifer better than Adam."

Seeing things were going to heat up, Harry felt as though he or Charlie should step up and settle this matter before it ruins their last day of vacation. "Uncle Michael, are my parents happy with me?"

Michael looked at the boy and walked over to him. "Ah, Harry, I almost forgot. Your birth parents are happy with you, even if you're being raised by the literal Devil himselfl. Luci may be an immature troublemaker, but he and Lilith are great parents," the archangel said while Lucifer was making faces at him and flipping the angel off.

"I think that's the first time you complimented me," Lucifer smirked as he achieved something. "I guess you're not all that bad, Mike. But Azriel will still be the cooler brother."

"That's your opinion," Michael told the Devil as he summoned his large white wings. "Love to spend time with you, but I'm needed in Heaven after telling my brother what needed to be said. Enjoy the rest of the vacation," he told the Morningstar family as time was restored.

"Well, that was better than I expected. How about we take some photos of Rome before we go back home," Lilith told the family as they all agree and headed to the Colosseum and gathered around to take a group photo.

The day after the Morningstars returned from Italy, Harry was sitting in his room and adding new photos to the album Hagrid gave him at the end of his first year. "Maybe if we travel again, I should make a scrapbook for all places we go," he said aloud as he continued to add pictures to his album. After twenty minutes of adding photos to his scrapbook, he heard hooting and watched as two owls arrived to give letters to him. One of them was from Ron and the Weasley Family, which stated that Arthur won the lottery and took the family on a trip to Egypt to celebrate. The letter also had a picture of the Weasley Family, including two brothers that Harry assumed were the oldest Weasley brothers, Bill and Charlie. The photo had the entire family waving while they stood in front of the pyramids. Ron's letter also stated that the rest of the prize money was used to get him a new wand after the misfortune of it breaking last year. "At least there's some good luck for them," Harry remarked.

Checking the second letter, Harry saw it was from Hermione and that she and her parents took a trip to France. After seeing that both letters mentioned they would be in London to get their school supplies during the last week of summer vacation, the Prince of Hell took a piece of parchment and started to write them.

"Dear Ron/Hermione,

I'm glad to finally be in contact with you through the mail. It's actually funny that you went on a vacation to where you did because my family and I went all across Italy for the summer after I finished some of my summer homework.

The food was amazing and I actually ended up getting some new clothes after my mom took us to Milan on a shopping spree. We also got to see the tomb of Dante Alighieri whose work I enjoyed. We then went to see the Leaning Tower of Pisa, the ruins of Pompeii, the canals of Venice, and Rome itself. I was even there when the Pope announced his retirement.

But the most surprising part was when I saw my adopted uncle for a minute. Even if Dad and him don't get along well, it was still nice to see Uncle Michael. But anyway, since we are sharing pictures, here's one of the family and me at the Colosseum."

Harry then took out his wand and used the doubling charm to get another version of the photo, placing it in their letters.

"I hope to see you before school starts. Since it's getting close to my birthday, I'll see if I can bring some cake.

Sincerely, Harry."

He finished as he looked over both letters he was going to send. Harry then realized that he needed to tell them.

"P.S. If Hagrid gave you a book through owl called 'Monster Book of Monsters,' make sure to stroke the spine, or else it will bite you," he said out loud as wrote the warning, then folded up the letters, giving them to Hedwig and Owlphonse to deliver. After the owls left, Harry was left to his thoughts. "I can't believe it. In another few days, I'll be a teenager. Maybe I'll be able to go to some places without an escort."

Azkaban Prison

On an island in the North Sea, there was a fortress that acted as the main prison for criminals of Great Britain's Wizarding World. The howls and cries of the prisoners were heard as the air was cold and the life was literally getting sucked out of them. One prisoner sat with his back against the wall, not reacting at all to the hostile and hopeless environment. His once clean face was now a shaggy beard, his hair was oily, and his body looked frail. But the only thing in his eyes was a determined gaze as he muttered one thing while looking at a copy of the Daily Prophet. "He's there. He's at Hogwarts." Soon, the guards made their rounds and as they passed by one cell in particular, something was amiss. As they inspected it, the answer was shown to them as the prison cell no longer held a human being inside it.

And that's all for now folks! I want to thank WaterDragonMavrick once more for editing, beta reading, and suggestions like Lucifer's letter to the Pope (which, yes, is heavily inspired by TeamFourStar's Hellsing Ultimate Abridged). As you know, Harry will still have his birthday, but it won't be a mess like the last one. Well, we're almost to the Prisoner of Azkaban arc and as I said, there will be changes in this and hope we can reach the 1000 follow and favorite mark. Please R&R and I will see all of you in Hell!