Hello Sinners, I'm back with another chapter, and this time we are returning to Hell during the Holidays. Now we have McGongall on board who adopted Harry. Well, let's answer some reviews first before we dive right in.
Gamelover41592: Mainly because Harry's not going to be at school during the holidays. And he still needs to play Quidditch.
Joanne Frances Tiano Cajilig: If you mean McGonagall then she may have asked that of Dumbledore. Also, the Fireant pellets were something I thought about. Harry will have more different types throughout the story.
Catoparadox: Nah. Still funny.
TheFishKing: She's going to need a bottle of Scotch.
Bromega2477(Pm'd): Fudge my try, but he should know who the higher power is, and it's not him.
Spacecowboy2011: The story will have its changes as we progress, but the cannon parts are now necessary.
Smokingpanda: Damn right she did.
Now let's dive into Hell!
Chapter 30: Christmas in Hell
Professor McGonagall looked perplexed at the woman in front of her. "You're a demon," she asked as Charlie nodded her head, looking sheepish. "Not only that but the Princess of Hell?" Again, Charlie nodded. "Goodness me. So there is a Heaven and Hell," she said, taking a seat near her desk.
"Professor? Is everything okay," Charlie asked the older woman.
"I'm fine, child. I don't think I should be calling you that," McGonagall said. She may have been old, but she guessed Charlie was even older than her despite only looking like she was in her 20s. "I'm surprised that Harry was adopted by Satan's family out of anyone."
"Lucifer's actually," Charlie said, correcting the Scottswoman. "Satan rules the Ring of Wrath while my Dad Rules all of Hell, but occupies the Ring of Pride mainly."
McGonagall looked at the Princess of Hell as she asked her next question. "Does Professor Dumbledore know?"
"Yes. Beside you, the only ones that know about this are Professor Dumbledore, Professor Snape, and Hagrid," she told the older-looking woman.
McGonagall would have to talk with Professor Dumbledore later about why she wasn't informed and the Head of Slytherin was. But seeing as Harry was in a place where Voldemort couldn't get to him and has people who cared for him, McGonagall was relieved. Literal demons themselves were a much more capable family for Harry instead of that fat walrus of an uncle of his, his horse-faced wife, and their pig of a child. While any other person would assume Charlie is evil incarnate based on her saying she's a demon, McGonagall saw how the girl acted with the students and knew her intentions were nothing cruel or manipulative. Minerva got up from her chair and handed the broom to Charlie. "Give this back to your brother and I hope you a happy holiday."
"Thank you, Professor," Charlie said as she took the broom from the Transfiguration teacher and headed off to get ready for the train ride back to King's Cross.
It was the day that some of the students were going back home for the holidays and both Ron and Hermione had to stay in school because Mr. Weasley was going to be working extra time and Hermione's parents were going to be away with other families. After saying all of that to Harry, they made sure to see him off before he and Charlie left for home. "I'll be back so we can all hang out at Hogsmeade later."
"We'll give you a proper tour when you get back," Ron said to his best friend.
"Have fun," Hermione told Harry as she hugged him goodbye.
"I will," Harry said. He was excited to hang out with Verosika, Loona, and Octavia when he got back home, but remembered that he had to spend New Year's Eve inside the castle since that was Execution Day.
"Harry," Charlie called out to him as she had their stuff packed.
"I'll see you guys after the holiday," the Prince of Hell told them as he said his final goodbyes and walked alongside his sister. The pair walked to Hogsmeade station and rode in a car with only the two of them while the Hogwarts Express makes its way to London "Can't wait to come back home?"
"A little. I enjoyed myself at school, but I'm happy to see Mom and Dad. What about you?" the Princess of Hell asked her brother.
"Same as you. And also seeing Prince Stolas, Razzle, and Dazzle, and the girls," he told her.
"Did you get anything for them for Christmas," she asked with a teasing smirk.
"Not really. You know demons don't celebrate Christmas or any other holiday," he said as Charlie's smirk turned into a frown.
"Harrison James Bartholomew Morningstar! I am surprised at you," Charlie said to him.
"What? We don't celebrate Christmas," Harry repeated.
"Yes, but they sent you gifts on your birthday. You should thank them somehow," Charlie asked as Harry realized what she meant.
"Holy shit, you're right. But what am I going to get them," he asked as he panicked.
"Luckily, you're big sister has an idea," Charlie told him as she pulled out some gold, silver, and other metals along with a book called 'A Guide to Creating Magical Jewelry.' "You're going to create something for the three of them. But I recommend this one right here," she said pointing to one of the pages that were marked 'Guiding gold.'
Harry read through the page as he adjusted his glasses. "Oh wow, this looks simple and useful at the same time," he said looking at the page and pulling out his wand, and start getting to work. "No time like the present."
After the long trip to King's Cross, Harry and Charlie stepped off the train with their luggage. As they looked around to see if their parents, Razzle & Dazzle, or anyone they knew while coming off the train. "Do you see anyone," Harry asked his big sister since she was taller than him.
"No, not yet," she said as the looked around, but her view was somewhat blocked by other students and parents who were greeting each other. Until she saw the tall figure that was their mother in a black coat with a matching ushanka on her head. "Mom!"
The Queen of Hell looked all over as she saw her daughter waving over to her. She pushed her way through the crowd to meet up with both of her children. "Charlie! Harry! It's been too long since I last saw you two," she said kissing each of her children on the cheek before hugging them. "Did you get taller, Harry?"
"I don't know, I think so," Harry told her. "Is Dad with you or is he home?"
"He's back home preparing stuff," Lilith told him as Razzle & Dazzle approached from behind the woman and grabbed Harry and Charlie's luggage as the five of them started to walk out of platform nine and three-quarters.
"I take it from the hat you were in Russia," Charlie asked.
"A stop at Moscow for the tour," Lilith answered.
"Where are we parked," Harry asked his mother as they were making their way out of the station.
"We didn't bring the car, dear. We teleported," Lilith told her son. "Do you still have that book Prince Stolas gave you?"
"Yeah, I kept it with me," Harry said as he showed his mother the book he carried the first time he went to Earth this school year.
"Then we're going to the castle that way. You do need the practice after all," Lilith told him as they left the station and found an alley to hide away in. "Now, open the portal home."
Harry opened his book and looked through the pages until he found the portal spell. "Take us home to Morningstar Manor," he said as a portal showed the front door of their castle. Harry and his family stepped through the portal, making sure they were not followed before closing it back up. "I was trying to have us inside the castle. Guess I have to be very specific," he said aloud before opening the door to the front to see the servants greeting them.
"Welcome home, m'ladies. Young Master."
"Would you like us to put away any of your belongings?"
"No thanks. Razzle and Dazzle have that covered," Harry told the servants as the two goat demons carried the Prince of Hell's luggage to his room. "Where's Father?"
"He should be at his office doing his daily paperwork," Klaus told the Prince of Hell.
"Thank you, Klaus," Harry said as he, Charlie, and Lilith walked into the office. When they did, they saw Lucifer filing away paperwork. "Hey, Dad."
"Kids, you're back! I didn't hear you come in," Lucifer got up from his desk and hugged both of his children before embracing his wife and kissing her. "Enjoy the trip up?"
"I preferred the trip down better," Lilith told her husband, pinching his cheek playfully that made Harry and Charlie turn and gag at their parents.
"Anyway, dinner should be ready soon, Charlie, you and Harry might want to change," Lucifer turn to them both as they were still in their winter attire.
"Right, we'll be right down. Come on, Harry," Charlie said to their father as she made Harry exit the office.
After both Harry and Charlie were out of earshot, Lucifer faced his wife. "After we finish dinner, I'm going to tell him."
"Are you sure it's a good idea to tell him now? He just got home," Lilith asked, concerned about how Harry will take the news.
"If we wait any longer, it will be much worse, better to rip the bandage off immediately. Also, I did my research and there is a big difference in the tale Albus told me," Lucifer said to her. Hearing that, Lilith was now curious. But she knew this was going to have to wait until after dinner.
After dinner, Harry and Charlie were stuffed. "Oh man, I haven't been this full since the Hogwarts feast at the beginning of the year," Harry said. He had to thank Dobby personally for a job well done.
Lucifer swirled at his wine glass before he finished it, then he snapped his fingers and Dobby the house elf came in with a bottle of apple cider and poured it for the King of Hell. "Pour a small glass for my son as well."
"Yes, your Highness," Dobby said as he grabbed a glass and poured the golden liquid into it.
"Dad, I'm too young to drink. I have two more years according to what Hagrid told me once," Harry said as he thanked the House elf in a whisper for the food earlier.
"After what I am about to tell you, you may need that glass later," Lucifer said in a serious tone. Charlie was very curious about why he was allowing Harry to drink. Before Lucifer could speak, he took a sip of his wine and cleared his throat. "As you know, Voldemort killed your biological parents, but what we figured was that they were targeted. James and Lily Potter were in a society of Dumbledore called the Order of the Phoenix. One of the Members was Sirius Black."
"Hang on, you mean my birth parents were part of this Order alongside Black," Harry asked as the King of Hell nodded.
"Turns out Sirius and your father James were really close because they were friends at Hogwarts as students. So close that he was the best man at your parents' wedding," Lucifer told his son. The Devil was seeing Harry looking pale as he didn't tell him the big twist yet. "Anyway, some spies told Dumbledore that they would be targeted, and to prevent that from happening, they placed a secret keeper."
"I read something about that, once a secret keeper is selected, no matter how much you torture them, blackmail them, or bewitch them, they can not reveal that secret. They have to give that information willingly," Charlie said as she remembered some of the charm spells she had to learn while teaching. "Wait, so Sirius Black was their secret keeper?"
"He was. According to the reports, he told Voldemort where they were and you remember the rest," Lucifer said as he took a big gulp of wine before having Dobby pour him some more. "It was said Black went around looking for you and wondered where you were. Then a member of the Order named Peter Pettigrew found him and attacked. He found him and it was said that 13 non-magic humans died that day and think Pettigrew died in action as well. Only because all that was left of him was a finger. Said he went mad laughing before they put him in jail."
"So he wants to finish me off where Voldemort couldn't," Harry muttered out loud. As if Voldemort wasn't bad enough, he also sent his lapdog. "And you think Pettigrew is alive?"
"Harry, if there's no body, there's no death. Even if he were dead, a human has to destroy the body entirely. But that's not the part I wanted to tell you, son," Lucifer told him before looking at his wife, who gave an appropriate nod in agreement before facing the boy he adopted into the family. "Sirius Black is, to this very day, your Godfather."
The silence in the room was deafening as Harry looked at his father. Charlie was also stunned at this news. After what seemed like a minute of silence, Harry spoke. "Bullshit," Harry muttered as he was in deep shock. The Prince of Hell couldn't believe it. It had to be some sort of joke. Sirius Black, the man that pretty much had a play in his biological parent's death, was his godfather. The Prince of Hell looked at the glass before him, grabbed it, and swallowed the entire thing. He didn't care if it burned he needed it to drown his sorrows, his anger, and whatever emotion he was feeling right now. His father was right about the fact he did need that small drink. Pulling himself out of the chair, Harry's face was covered by his dark hair. "I would like to be excused now," he said walking out from the dining room and heading upstairs to his room.
"Harry, wait-" Charlie said to him but he left. She was going to go after him, but Lilth stopped her.
"Just give him a moment, dear. He needs some alone time," she told her daughter as the Queen of Hell can imagine the rage that was building up within her son.
As Harry entered his room, he went all out and punched the wall, leaving hairline cracks. He continued to punch the wall as his knuckles started to bleed. But no matter how much pain he was feeling, he ignored it. The Prince of Hell kept his assault on the bedroom wall until he made a large hole in it. Sam crawled out of his terrarium and looked at Harry. "Isss sssomething wrong," Samael asked.
"Sirius Black was their friend and he betrayed them…MY OWN GODFATHER BETRAYED MY BIRTH PARENTS," Harry screamed very loudly and made the horned serpent move back a few inches. "When I find him, I'm gonna kill him myself," Harry spat as the flames of revenge raged in his eyes.
The white-horned snake crawled up to his master and took a risk. "Are you ssssure it wassss him?"
"What are you saying, Sam," Harry asked his pet as his tone was calmer, but he glared daggers at Sam.
"It'sss just that do you really know he wasss the one? After all, lasst year, studentsss thought you were Sssslytherin'ssss heir and you were blamed for it. Hagrid wasss blamed for the same crime," Sam told him. "Not to mention your new broom. If it was him, why rissssk ssssending it knowing that your old one got desssstroyed and didn't even bother to enchant it."
This made Harry's anger cease and start to rethink his logic. Maybe Sam was right, he could have gotten framed for a crime he didn't commit. But then again he killed about a dozen people and supposedly Peter Pettigrew. He needed answers and there were a few he can think of. His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of knocking on his door. "Come in."
The person that knocked was his father. When Lucifer entered the boys' room and saw the fist-sized hole in the wall. "I'm guessing you got all of that anger right out of you," Lucifer asked, seeing Harry sitting on his bed. He eyed the boy until he saw Harry's hand. "Holy Hell under my name! What did you do to your hand," Lucfier went up to him and saw that Harry's left hand was black and blue and bleeding. "Hold still, luckily I didn't lose any of my healing powers when I fell," Lucifer told him with a golden glow from his hand that healed Harry's hand instantly. "Go on, try moving it."
Harry did just that and moved his hand around to feel that it was not hurting at all. "Thanks, Dad," he told the King of Hell as the teenager smiled at his father. "Can I ask you something?"
"Yes, you have to repair that wall by yourself."
"It's not that. But now that you mention it," Harry took out his wand and used the repairing charm as the wall fixed itself. Seconds later, it was as if it didn't have a hole in the first place. "What I wanted to ask was that do you think Sirus Black was the traitor?"
"Well, son, if I'm honest, I doubt it. Don't get me wrong here, his family has been known to be strict on their bloodline, but I did my research and knew that he was disowned by his own family and stayed with your biological father for a time. It just doesn't add up if you ask me, especially killing those humans," The Devil said to him. "I'm guessing you're having a second opinion."
"I am. I thought about killing him myself, but Sam said that he may have been framed like how I was last year," Harry explained. "Also, I wanted to ask if you and Mom sent that broom over there to me?" Pointing at the Firebolt that was trucked away at the corner of his room.
"No. Nothing of the sort," Lucifer told him as he looked at the broom and inspected it. "Looks impressive. You think that Sirus Black gave this to you?"
"I do. And Charlie checked if it was hexed or something along those lines and found no trace of it," Harry explained to his father.
"Well, this could be a sign that he's not what he says he is. But do be wary, my son. Never let your guard fully down to anybody," Lucifer warns Harry.
"I will, Dad. If he is the culprit, I'll kill him myself. But right now, I want answers," Harry said to show he was not letting his guard down in the slightest.
"That's my boy. Now get some rest. We may not celebrate Christmas, but we will still have a feast," Lucifer told him, walking to Harry's door and exiting his room before stopping. "Oh, and before I forget," he said as he handed Harry his permission slip to go to Hogsmeade before seeing himself out. "Make sure that's in your pocket this time."
The following day, the Morningstar family hosted a feast on Christmas. Everyone they knew arrived and Harry explained his recent predicament to his friends. "So wait, the guy that escaped this highly advanced prison and came after you to kill you is your godfather and he may have been framed," Octavia asked. The Prince of Hell simply nodded and Octavia was surprised it was true. "And I thought I had family issues."
"And I was thinking of needing your help, Loona. You and your dad's company," Harry asked his Hellhound friend.
"Wait, you want my help," Loona asked, looking shocked.
"Since you're a Hellhound, you can track anyone's scent, even by their name. I need you to look for someone named Peter Pettigrew. They say he's dead, but I bet he's alive since they only found a finger of his," Harry explained to the Hellhound.
"If it means helping you, I'm willing to do it. Even if it's just making sure if some creep is dead or not," Loona said as she smirked showing her razor-sharp fangs.
"In other news, your sister told me you got a new broomstick since your old one broke. How does it fly," Verosika asked.
"Didn't try it out just yet. Been wanting to give it a spin since I got back," Harry told the succubus. "By the way, Vee. I listened to your album in my free time or while doing homework."
"Oh? You have a favorite song from it," she asked the teenage wizard.
"Your version of Simple and Clean. It amazed me you were speaking Japanese very clearly and changed to English and back," Harry told his former babysitter turned pop icon.
"Well, maybe I'll give you a private concert just for you," Verosika told the Prince of Hell.
"I would like that," Harry told the succubus as he took out three small rectangular boxes for all three of the demon ladies. "I know we don't celebrate the holiday, but Merry Christmas."
Loona, Octavia, and Verosika all took a rectangular box, and as they opened their gifts and inside of each of them was a golden bracelet with four charms hanging off of them. One was a lightning bolt, the other was an owl, the next one was a wolf, and the last one was a musical note. "Oh Harry, I love it," Verosika said as she put the bracelet on immediately, followed up by Loona and Octaiva.
"Thanks, I made them myself," Harry told them as they looked at him with a look of surprise.
"You made this," Octavia asked looking at her bracelet. "This must be expensive."
"Yeah, how did you make it," Loona questioned. The Prince of Hell only pulled out his wand and twirled it idly in his fingers. "Of course. Well, does it do anything or just an accessory?"
"I'm glad you asked. The material I used is called Guiding Gold. The charms on the bracelet point to the person you're looking for," Harry explained to them. "You can easily guess why I chose these charms. But it only works by pointing to another charm," he explained as he showed he had his as a necklace with all four charms around his neck.
The girls tested their jewelry out, as the lightning bolt charm pointed toward Harry like a magnet. "I'm keeping this around," Loona said with a sly smirk as the others shared the hellhound's facial expression. "Hey, Harry. We kinda thought of something when you return home."
"You didn't have to get me anything," Harry told them.
"It's not a gift, don't worry. But it is a Christmas tradition," Octavia told him. The Prince of Hell tilted his head to the side in confusion. That was until Verosika took out a small plant and held it above Harry's head with her tail.
"Mistletoe!"
Harry's eyes widened and his stomach tightened as all three of them surrounded him. "Oh, shit."
"Pucker up," all three of them said in unison as Harry was assaulted.
Lucifer and Lilith watched as Harry was smothered by his female friends. "Ah, young love. It warms my darken, cold heart," Lucifer said to his wife.
"Reminds me of our time together," Lilith told her as she saw Harry try to escape his captures, only to be pulled back in. "I'm glad he's opening up his relationships."
At another part of the hall, two bird demons were witnessing the event. "I knew Harry and Octavia would be a good match for one another," Stella said, smiling proudly.
"She pretty much forced herself on him with the other two," Stolas said as Harry pulled himself out for air. He was covered in kiss marks and hickeys.
"I'll fucking kill that brat," Blitzo shouted as both Millie and Moxxie were holding down the larger imp.
"Will you calm down, Blitz? They're just kissing," Millie told her boss still.
"It looks more like they're shoving their tongues down his throat," Moxxie said while watching, which made their boss even angrier.
"I don't care if he's the Prince of Hell! No one touches my Looney," the former circus performer shouted, trying to wriggle his way out from both his employees.
'He's gonna get us kicked out one of these days,' Moxxie thought to himself.
The three demon ladies gave Harry room to breathe as they licked their lips in satisfaction. "How was it," Verosika asked, still tasting him.
"Could have given me a warning next time," Harry told all three of the demon ladies as he was covered in marks. "And you could have been gentler."
"And where is the fun in that? Plus, you liked it," Loona smirked as the Prince of Hell turned away with a light blush across his face.
"Well… I…" Harry couldn't think of what else to say to counter her statement. "You could at least given me some control!"
"Tell you what. The next time you want to make out with us, you can be the dominant one," Verosika told him, stroking his right cheek. "Until then, enjoy the festivities," she said, giving one final kiss on his cheek.
Days after the event, Charlie and Harry were outside in one of the family gardens. They were ready to begin Harry's training in how to defend himself against Dementors. The Princess of Hell circled her brother, then looked at the chest in front of them. "Are you ready, Harry," she asked him.
"That's why I'm here," Harry told his sister.
"Good. Because what I am going to teach you is going to be a powerful demonic spell that only Mom, Dad, and I know. Right in front of you is a boggart. You're going to imagine it as a Dementor. When you do, you're going to kill it," Charlie explained to him. "Before I release it, you have to know that the spell concentrates on anger. Think of the angriest thing you can think of and use it as a weapon."
"Okay," Harry said as he thought of something he got angry about. And use that memory as the source of the spell.
"You thought about what got you angry," She asked as he nodded. "Okay now repeat after me: ALCRETE AVAVAGO."
"ALCRETE AVAVAGO."
"Good. Now, let's begin," Charlie said, stepping to the side as she pointed her finger to unlock the lock on the chest in front of them. Out of the chest came a Boggart in the shape of a Dementor, which soon began to gain an LED mask for a face and other traits of an Exorcist.
Harry thought of the thing that got him angry and shouted "ALCRETE AVAVAGO!" However, nothing happened and the dementor advanced. "ALCRETE…ALCRETE…" Harry's vision was going dark and he started to hear the screams of his birth mother once more.
"Okay, let's get you up," he heard Charlie say as she lifted him to his feet. "I didn't expect you to get the first time, but this is why we practice," she told him as she handed him a piece of chocolate.
Harry took the chocolate from his sister and took a bite out of it. "Did I say the spell wrong?"
"No, you were right with the pronunciation," She told him. "What did you think about?"
"I thought about the time Malfoy called Hermione a Mudblood," Harry admitted.
"I hate to say it, but that wasn't good enough," Charlie admitted. "Don't get me wrong, I would get angry too if someone said something that bad to my friends. Just got to pick something else."
Harry thought about it and chose when Dobby ruined his birthday last year and caused a food fight. But that didn't work. His next memory was when Charlie's ex-boyfriend slapped her in the face and he pounced on the aquatic demon to punch him in the face repeatedly. Again, that didn't work. "I don't know what I'm doing wrong?"
"Just choose something that will get you really, really angry. Something that will fill you with so much rage that it will explode," Charlie told him.
"There is one. It's not a memory, but it's a thought," Harry told her as he thought about it.
"Does it make you angry," she asked. The Prince of Hell nodded to his older sister. "Okay. Let's try it again," she said, unlocking the chest for the fourth time today and unleashing the boggart dementor once again.
Harry raised his wand and said the words once more with rage. "ALCRETE AVAVAGO!" Suddenly, a jet of hellfire shot out of his wand and blasted the boggart instantly. It screamed in pain as its flesh burned, its robe went aflame, and its body was turned to ash within seconds.
"That's what I was looking for!" Charlie said, hugging her brother. "Mom and Dad would be very proud if they saw you perform it in person."
"I thought about Voldemort hurting them. I know it'll never happen, but the thought of that bastard hurting them, you, and everyone I love and care about," Harry told her before she asked him what he thought about.
"It worked, though," Charlie told him. "Just think about that every time you want to use that spell. It will be your most powerful offensive spell. It will kill or destroy anything in your sight. I'll tell you more about how it works later," Charlie said. "For now…"
Harry turned to see that part of the hedges caught on fire from his successful attack. "Oh, the gardeners are gonna be pissed," Harry realized before watching an imp servant run toward the flame with a bucket of water.
The following days were as normal as one could get in Hell around the holidays. Harry got to spend time with the family pets, Sebastian and Cerberus, hung out with his demon friends, and he finally had time to test out his Firebolt broomstick. He was amazed at how fast he was going and how he went from Pentagram City to the edge and back so quickly. He even ended up on the news when demons thought he was a new type of Exorcist Angel that came early. But his fun had to come to an end as New Year's Eve started and that meant he needed to stay inside the castle at all times. To keep themselves occupied, both Harry and Charlie fenced with one another to keep their mind off the many demons and sinners screaming outside the castle grounds and to keep Harry up to date on his swordsmanship. "That's right, keep your arm straight," Charlie instructed as she parried her brother. "Okay, good. Keep it up," she said as Harry kept up with her pace. He tried to get a few strikes in, but the Princess of Hell managed to block them all. "You're getting a little too reckless," she noted, seeing his strikes more swiftly as she got nicked on her arm.
"That's a point for me," Harry told her as he continued his assault and she suddenly struck him as he was disarmed.
"And that's the match for me," she said, resting the blade right at his neck. "Still, you're improving. But be sure to keep a steady pace until you can see an opening and take it."
"I'll remember that the next time Voldemort shows his fucking face again," Harry said as he picked up his foil. "Shall we have another go?"
"We shall," Charlie said to him as they started to spar once again.
The most awful day in Hell had passed and when Jaunary came around, Harry and Charlie were ready to head back to Hogwarts. "You have everything we need," Charlie asked as Harry was looking over everything.
"Everything is accounted for," The Prince of Hell told his older sibling.
"Did you remember to have your permission slip," Lucifer asked his son. Harry showed off his slip and quickly put it in his pocket to keep it secure. "Good. We'll visit you at your next Quidditch game. I have a feeling that this time, you're going to play in the finals."
"Take care of each other. And Charlie, keep an eye on your brother," Lilith told her daughter.
"Yes, Mom," Charlie told her.
"Good. Now, you don't want to miss your train," Lilith told them both as she hugged her children.
"See you at my next Quidditch game," Harry told his family before his focus was on his grimoire. "Take us to King's Crossing in London, England," he spoke to his book and the portal to the train station opened. "That's better," he said closing the book and giving his parents a final hug before he and Charlie stepped into the portal. When they did, they were able to appear in a small corner of the trainway where no one could see them. "This is way easier than last time," Harry said to his sister before closing the portal. The Prince of Hell checked his pockets and nodded when he found his permission slip. 'This time, I'm not forgetting you,' he told himself before putting it back into his pocket and grabbing his stuff before the siblings went to the Hogwarts Express.
"We made it just in time," Charlie said as she and Harry went through the cars and sat down across from each other. When they had their seats, Harry was stroking Sam's head as the snake coiled up in the spot next to Harry. "So, can't wait to see Ron and Hermione again? I bet they missed you."
"I'm sure they did," Harry said as he continued to pet his serpent. "Especially now that I'm able to hang out with them in Hogsmeade. Go to Honeydukes, the Shrieking Shack, and the Three Broomsticks. Maybe even the Zonko joke shop."
"Just remember to be with a group. Sirius Black may still be around and very dangerous," Charlie warned her little brother. Harry told her his plans to see if Sirus was the traitor or if it was that Pettigrew character because of the fact there was no full body of the other wizard. Charlie wished there was an easier way to find out, but she had to focus on keeping her brother safe and sound while also teaching the Dueling Club. "You know, I just thought of something. You mentioned before Professor Lupin was friends with James. Maybe he would know of Sirus Black too."
"You're right," Harry said as he now realized that Professor Lupin could have known Sirus Black since he was in the same house as both of his birth parents. He might even know about Peter Pettigrew. "Sis, you're a genius."
"Oh stop," Charlie said with a bashful blush on the compliment as the both of them enjoyed the train ride back to Hogwarts.
Harry and Charlie arrived at Hogsmeade station with many other students as they both looked for Ron and Hermione among the arriving crowd. But as the Prince and Princess of Hell were walking, they didn't find a the bushy-haired girl or the youngest Weasley boy anywhere. Even with the Thestral ride back to the castle, he didn't see them at all. Were they mad at him? He couldn't think of anything that could offend him. But the entire students looked spooked for some reason. Especially the Gryffindors, they were all huddled up together. Luckily he spotted Neville and he stopped the boy. "Hey Neville, what's going on? Where are Ron and Hermione?"
"You don't know? Oh right, you weren't here when it happened," Neville said as he forgot that Harry was one of the few students that left the castle on the holidays.
"What happened," Harry asked as he had a bad feeling what his fellow Gryffindor was going to the Prince of Hell.
"Well, you see…" Neville said as he couldn't think of how to start the conversation but gave the simplest explanation. "Ron got attacked by Sirius Black!"
Cliffhanger! Twice in a row, I did that! Let's see if I can go three times in a row! But yeah Harry finally learned the spell known as ALCRETE AVAVAGO. This spell will be one of Harry's signature spells like Expelliarmus. He'll still learn that spell, but he'll use it less often since his goal is to kill Voldemort and drag him to Hell, even if it means bringing Hellfire to Earth.
Harry got his first kiss from the three demon ladies and I think it's time to end the poll. Anyway, the winner of who Harry takes to the Yule Ball in Goblet of Fire is… *drumroll and pulls the envelope* All three! Why am I not surprised? That won by 40 votes. Octavia came second with 23, followed up by Loona at 14 and Verosika with 11. Since Octavia came in second with the poll, she will get the honor of the first dance.
Also for those wondering why I choose Simple and Clean aka the Kingdom Hearts theme song for Verosika is because her Voice Actress, Cristina Vee actually sang her version of the song. I'm gonna choose songs she actually did sing such as "Candy Store" from The Heathers or "Wolf in Sheep's Clothing" by Set It Off. Even some anime openings she sang covers of. Anyway, next time will be the Patronus Charm and more Quidditch. Until then, I'll be seeing all of you In Hell!