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"Servant? Me?" Harry muttered, taking a long look at the beautiful young woman with white skin and blue eyes. What on earth did she get fed to grow into such a voluptuous body? Harry didn't think he had seen someone so….like this at his age ever.
She didn't answer his mutter, pushing the crimson red hair from her eyes, making her way over to his bed.
"Magician san? It wasn't very nice for you to leave when you clearly read my note…it's like you didn't put me in your eye at all." She said with amusement smoothing down her thigh-high magenta skirt before sitting and placing her arms under her bust, drawing his eyes to the clearly unnatural jiggle.
He was also more than a bit dazed when the seductive woman brazenly crossed her legs, showing her black lacy panties for no reason at all.
'Merlin, I was saved by a hooker…this day certainly can't get any stranger.' Harry pulled his gaze up to her eyes as he clenched his wand in his fist.
'Let's go for a power play.' Harry thought, flicking his wand slowly, seeing her tense up before her eyes widened seeing the cushioned chair appear behind him.
"That's quite the application of spatial magic…" She said looking at the chair surprised.
'Huh?' Harry thought noting it down. So he could pass this off as spatial magic could he?
"Really? I'd say it wasn't nice for you to put me in a hotel like this." Harry began addressing her previous statement as her eyes darted to his chair then to the wand on his lap with a wide smile.
"Hmm? What's so wrong about it? I thought it was quite practical as I had no clue about your temperament." She said as if that made it better.
"Seriously? It looks more like a room meant to contain some crazy psycho. Don't you know how scared I was when I woke up? Where's the concern for my mental health?" He said seriously, becoming baffled at her laughing softly, calming down a bit later.
"I'm sorry, it's just for someone who defeated a fallen as a human, it's quite humorous that a bare hotel room scares you. I'll have to remember that for later."
'There are many things wrong with that statement.' Harry thought, catching many hints including her talking about later. Did she insinuate that they were going to meet more after this meeting?
"Well Miss Gremory. I'll have to say I'm not very keen on this connection we share." Harry trailed off obviously not trying to upset the woman who could be as strong as that fallen he fought.
"I see…that's a pity but I feel that I'm dedicated to inform you before you make any hasty decisions." She looked truly regretful as she spoke, looking at him silently as her eyebrows furrowed.
"I'm not too sure how much you know about the society of devils-" Harry blanked out at that, looking at her with wide eyes. He thought it couldn't get stranger but-
"Devils? You mean like in Christianity? Hinduism and Buddhism? Wait, is fallen short for fallen angel?" Harry quickly connected the points but it seemed that just made it all worse as her face took on a troubled look.
"I'm going to assume you know nothing even though you are a magician? I'll have to say I don't know how that was managed…" A trace of curiosity was in her tone that made Harry take a wild guess that these Magicians she spoke of may not exactly be a threat to her.
Especially if the relaxed way she was resting, knowing he could attack her was to be taken at face value.
'I'm not a magician but it seems that is the equivalent of a wizard here so let's let her think that.'
He didn't deny or confirm it but instead spoke in circles.
"Well, I've gone to a school to learn magic ever since I was young, recently graduated in fact. I suppose they didn't seem to deem it important to teach us about angels, demons and such…" Harry tried his best to speak the truth as she looked at him intently. He didn't know her capabilities so it was better to make sure his story was squeaky clean as he made sure no probes entered his mind.
She leaned back, massaging her head in thought before addressing him again.
"I see, congratulations on graduation, and I suppose it could be possible but please don't take this the wrong way. I wish for you to come with me, again, just so you can understand what you have gotten into. I would feel terrible if I allowed you to go before making an informed decision and while I won't stop you if you decide to leave again…you may…." She slowed her speech at the end as if she couldn't fathom what she was saying before Harry was taken aback by her determined eyes.
"Well we I can tell you but I would rather after you have made your decision. What will it be, Mister Magician? You can leave if you wish or will you come with me if you want to live."
Harry, who was seriously contemplating the offer, paused as a wave of shock ran through him.
"You did not just say that!"
The woman didn't even deny it.
"I did!"
"Please don't be too tense, I promise it won't be nearly as bad as you're thinking. Everyone will love you!" She said trying to calm him down but Harry simply gave her an incredulous look. Who did she think she was fooling?
She coughed.
"Ahem. I meant thank you for your leap of faith. I'll be sure to treasure it, now shall we meet everyone?" Harry began sweating looking down at the red demonic circle glowing beneath him.
"Please just get it over with before I lose my courage." He couldn't contain his curiosity and he felt it would at least be worth it to find out more about the world he was in, the magical part before he left.
Who knew when he'd be able to find another amicable person to talk to?
"Oh even if you wanted to leave you couldn't, I've put up a barrier against your teleportation." She smiled as he looked at her silently. The glow of the circle slowly enveloped them both and Harry was now standing in a room completely different than before.
'It's a bit like Hogwarts…the atmosphere anyway.' Harry thought seeing the gothic-like dark design of the room.
"See? It's not a dungeon is it? Now come along everyone has been waiting for us." Harry turned along with her his eyes widening seeing the people behind him.
"I wouldn't rule out this being a dungeon just yet with this design." He mumbled his eyes darting about them quickly. Most of them seemed quite calm but wait?!
'What is he doing here?' Harry thought seeing the browned haired boy sitting nervously beside the small white haired girl glancing at Harry with wide eyes.
"Hello everyone, I've brought our wayward magician! Please introduce yourselves so we can get started." Rias clapped her hands moving over to her table.
Harry moved hesitantly behind her feeling a bit uneasy at what he was sensing. However that ramped up when the bombshell who was sitting behind the blonde teen moved out of her chair first making her way towards him.
'...lord have mercy.' Harry called out to whatever God was out there as the woman who was somehow even more busty than Rias made her way over in all her jiggling glory. Harry wondered if any of them even wore bras with the way-
"Good night Mister Magician~" He was caught off guard by the smooth, near sultry whisper-like tone of her voice as she spoke, bowing her head slightly towards him in a perfect, graceful bow.
"My name is Akeno Himejima and I was the one who took up the duty of healing you yesterday." She raised her head, sending him a look that had him reevaluating his priorities in this world at those purple eyes.
Yes she was really that pretty. But why was her skirt so short? This place was weird.
"And I must say you are quite grabby in your sleep." Harry looked at her at a loss as she smiled at him.
'What does that even mean?'
"I see? It's nice to meet you and thank you for healing me. I was a bit held up." He sent his hand forward for a shake and after a second she took it shaking it as well with a gentle smile.
"Oh no need to thank me fufufufu. I got my payment yesterday. In full." With a final coo, leaving him with that quite frankly, worrying statement, she left and someone else stepped up to him.
It was a young man with short blond hair with a mole underneath his left eye that looked quite upright, just like the rest of them as he bowed to Harry as well with a hand on his chest.
"Yuuto Kiba magician San. I hope you enjoy your stay." Curt and to the point, Harry wasn't offended at all preferring this to the weirdness that just happened.
"Nice to meet you." Harry gave his hand to him, getting a nice strong shake as he let go walking away with a nod.
And next was finally…
Harry looked at the nervous boy who approached him just a bit under his height. He hadn't gotten a good look of him before, you know dying and all, but he seemed like a good kid.
"Nice to meet you! I am Issei Hyoudou and thank you for saving meeeee!" The teen shouted loudly, nearly taking Harry's ears off as he placed his pinky inside wincing as the members of the devil club looked over shocked.
"Uh it's alright man, can you turn in down though-"
"No!" Instead of being reasonable he placed his hands on Harry's shoulders. Harry blanched seeing the blood shot he could see in his eyes.
"You could have healed yourself yesterday couldn't you?! Instead you used the last of that weird smelly bottle juice on me to heal my stomach! A normal guy! You gave your life for me thank you!" Harry paled hearing the idiot blab his goddamn trump card!
Wasn't he out of it?! How did he remember something like that on the brink of death?!
The worst thing was Harry knew if he overreacted it would only draw suspicion from the succubus redhead whose eyes went wide at this idiot's admission.
Harry could only employ a very heavy use of mind arts to keep himself composed trying to end the worst case scenario.
"Don't feel burdened by it, that isn't what I want. I could see a kind heart a mile away and I knew you deserved to live that night." Harry spouted random bullshit and swept his hands off him before placing his hand on his shoulder.
He looked at him in his wide brown awe filled eyes.
"Trust me, I didn't even think about it for a second and didn't you save my life right after? How about we call it even mate?" Harry grinned seeing him nod quickly with comical tears flooding his eyes again.
"Magician san!"
Harry patted his shoulder trying to control his sweat as he glanced at the obvious leader. Her eyes were back to normal now but Harry shuddered seeing the intense gleam still prominent as she looked between them both.
Looking away quickly, Harry gazed at the last member white haired member who was watching along stoically waiting for her turn.
"Koneko." She uttered one word with a bow munching on something he couldn't identify as she looked him in the eyes.
'Well she's a wordy one.' Harry thought amused.
"Nice to meet you." He said before looking towards the clap he heard.
"Great! I'm glad to see everyone getting along. Now that everyone has been introduced, can you now do so, Mister Magician?" She flourished her hands bringing all attention to him as he nodded looking them all in the eye. They may be some kind of demon people but they were polite to him.
He would be wrought not to return the favor.
"Of course. My name is Harry Potter, thank you all for having me and may I ask, are you all still in school? Is this some kind of school for your ummm people?" Harry tried emulating the bow they all did but it came out sloppy, so instead seeing no space for him to sit he conjured himself a chair.
"Woah! H-How?!" He grinned over to the brown haired teen who had sat back by the white haired cookie muncher who was also looking on with slightly wider eyes.
Feeling satisfied at the expressions he looked over to black haired beauty and the blonde pretty boy who were also showing hints of surprise looking at the chair.
"Hmmm~ no, it's just a normal human school Potter san." Harry looked at her, seeing her eyebrow raised as if saying "You really like showing off huh?"
He looked away. He did in fact Ike showing off.
"Now shall we begin? To begin simply? Every single person inside this room is a devil."
A pin drop could be heard.
'Well….' Harry didn't know what to think, glancing swiftly over the observing eyes before looking at the only sane person here.
"D-devils…so it was true? Yuuma chan was a…" The over excitable kid said with a gulp as he glanced between everyone.
"She was what you may call a fallen angel, an angel who fell because of her evil intentions and an enemy to devil kind."
"Angels….so is he real too?" Harry said feeling infinitely smaller as she nodded slowly.
"Yes, he is real, very real and word of advice? Don't invoke his name or it will give you a nasty shock."
'A taboo like Voldemort?' Strangely the familiarity gave him peace but why would saying God hurt him? Maybe it had to do with something with knowledge of it like the fidelius charm?
Harry had an out of body experience as she briefly described the situation of the three factions he categorized. Fallen angel, angel and devils. Even a God.
He could hardly wrap his head around it.
When she finished silence reigned again as Harry thought about it before asking the dreaded question. What she had been saying painted a very ugly situation for him.
"Miss Gremory? May I ask a question?" He looked up at her as she nodded quickly.
"Yes of course. I'm here to satisfy both your curiosities." She looked at him and Issei who seemed to be having some kind of crisis.
"That fallen angel…where would you place her inside your world if you were to consider her power alone?" He looked at the redhead who went still as he felt his heart beating quickly.
"That…" She looked at him hesitantly, obviously seeing what was on his mind and Harry knew it was bleak.
It didn't look like she would ever answer but luckily-
"Weak." A single syllable answered him, as unexpectedly the white haired girl, the smallest of them all spoke.
"Koneko…" Rias sighed but didn't say anything.
Harry turned to her, seeing the blank eyes as she repeated herself, though not in a mean manner.
"Rias sama could more than likely take 50 of her and come out unscathed. Based on the pervert's description." After saying that the girl returned to herself as if she didn't drop a massive bomb.
Harry's mind blanked as he looked away from the tiny girl to the redhead, unable to remember the last time he felt like this.
"Was that true?"
Biting her lip she nodded as everyone looked at him silently with their own opinions.
Harry looked down, clenching his wand in his hands. Yeah that definitely bruised his ego a bit. He did not know how to feel about being in a world where he wasn't at least close to the top.
"You've got to be kidding me…" He dropped his head in depression.
"P-potter san there is no reason to be down-" The girl or devil tried interrupting but-
"You're telling me I nearly got murdered by a bloody damn chump?! Shite, there goes my cool factor!" Harry threw his hands up and sighed, slumping in his chair.
He pointedly ignored the giggle and chuckles that came after glancing at the main conspirator.
"Oh? And what's so funny about me getting murdered?"
The girl didn't falter at the statement, if anything that pushed her more.
"Oh I don't know, maybe you caring more about being seen as cool than finding out your sudden incompetence? Doesn't it burn real hard~?"
Harry gave this… 'Akeno' a look.
"I wouldn't call it incompetence…more being unprepared. If we had met any other time, trust me." He placed a hand onto his chin in thought leaning forward.
"It may have taken me maybe 5 or 7…minutes tops to beat her without injuries. Trust me." He nodded in jest, closing his eyes with a grin.
"Pfft? How does that make it better?! N-no that's even worse!" Harry let the stacked woman laugh herself a storm as he looked at the relieved Rias.
"Sorry for interrupting you." It wasn't that hard to swallow. He just needed to get better.
Like always.
"No, it's fine. I'm glad you aren't taking this too seriously, there's always room for you to grow. Even more so now." She glanced at Issei who had raised his hand for some reason.
"Yes?"
"T-then can we talk about this now? Rias senpai." Harry was surprised when the boy stuck out his hand and a beautiful crimson gauntlet appeared on it.
"Issei?! You activated it on your own?!"
He blinked looking up at the ceiling with a sigh. It seemed it would take some time to get his answers. The ones he really wanted.
And so Harry sat silently listening as this sacred gear was explained. Some kind of power granted by God that only those born fully or partly human could gain at birth.
And supposedly a handful of them could kill God. That confused Harry because why would he make something that could kill him but he shrugged it off.
Apparently this kid had been hunted for his gear beforehand, being scouted out first before being led away in a secluded location for the job to be finished.
"And you Issei awakened yours due to your high emotional stress, luckily your body had been…fully healed otherwise you may have not been able to take the strain."
"Woah woah woah hold it right there? I don't remember seeing him having that before when I healed him? Why wouldn't it have activated or awakened when he was betrayed?" Harry asked, feeling confused.
"No. He awakened it when he was betrayed and he activated it after. They are different terms; awakening is when the gear is finally able to appear and activating it is simply bringing it out in the open. But Issei? How did you know the activation method?"
Everyone, even Harry, was interested as the boy froze like a deer in headlights.
"Uhuh. I know that look he won't speak. Miss Gremory how does one activate it?"
It was Kiba who spoke this time, looking interested in the turn of events.
"You have to imagine the strongest thing you can and try to emulate them at their best and you have to vividly imagine being able to do what they can. And I imagine Issei san had a very good image to do so with." Kiba sat back with a chuckle.
It was like a light switch flicked on for everyone sans Issei and Harry as they glanced at both boys.
"What?" Harry said, annoyed at the looks.
"Nothing~" Rias' smirk accompanied with slight laughter did not make him think it was nothing.
Glancing at the other recently turned boy he saw him looking away from him.
'I wonder what he thought about it. I'd probably think of Dumbledore.' The man's last spell was really something after all. Nothing he'd seen yet topped it.
Rias' smirk fell away however as she sighed.
"However while those things are important, there is something far more that you both need to know. Potter san when you were dying due to your wounds, Issei made a wish."
'A wish?' Harry thought as she pulled out a piece of paper.
"Yes. A wish. We devils have as you know can be traditionally summoned with magic circles as depicted in media, however that is a old way of doing."
She twisted the paper showing the circle.
"This is a medium between humans and us that allows their sincere desires to reach us. Would you like to take a guess of everything else?"
"He had one of them and made a wish that brought you to us." Harry deduced it instantly.
"Yes! His wish unlike most selfish ones was that he wanted to save you. I'm a bit jealous actually, he desired so much I just couldn't help but interrupting this request~"
Harry looked at her awkwardly. What the hell was he supposed to do with this information?
"And so I saved…I brought you back from the jaws of death but at a cost…not for me but for you…" She trailed off as if tired but her eyes seemed determined.
"Harry James Potter? Allow me to reintroduce myself." She stood up straight looking directly at him and he was mighty confused because he certainly wasn't the only one here-
"My name is Rias Gremory. Heir to the Gremory Family." Wings sprouted from her back roughly getting him to tense at the turning events and he gasped feeling something warping in his spine.
Not a second later he was shocked to feel 2 large black wings exactly like her busting out of his back, hearing similar shock coming from Issei.
"And every single person inside this room is my servant! Including you." She declared staring him in the eye.
Harry looked at her completely baffled.
"What."
"That went better than I expected Rias." Akeno said lounging off onto the chair sipping tea as Rias sat behind her desk with a contemplating frown, turmoil waging inside her.
"Oh? What makes you think that Akeno?" Rias thought far differently but she was always open to input from her peerage.
Akeno looked at her with a look that said "Isn't it obvious?"
"You got useless but cute boys in your peerage now and neither one raised a fuss about becoming your family! How else would you describe it?" Akeno seemed exasperated as she placed her tea down looking at her with a frown.
Rias hummed.
"I wouldn't be… too sure Akeno." She didn't hide anything from Akeno so her thoughts flowed freely.
Akeno paused immediately, catching on that she was hinting at something.
"Rias, what are you thinking in that head of yours?"
"Akeno, describe Issei Hyoudou to me."
The fallen hybrid looked momentarily confused but quickly followed orders.
"A bit stupid, extremely perverted, wears his heart on a sleeve but he isn't too bad. Rias why do you need me to-"
"That's just it Akeno! That's just it! He is predictable. I gave him an offer to join and even though he didn't need to be resurrected yet he still jumped to us when I told him the benefits. He didn't even let me explain what he'd lose! It's not him I'm worried about of course! Harry Potter, why would a magician who can travel the world with just a twist of his body be so docile when I tell him that he was essentially a slave?!" Rias shouted as Akeno finally had a dawning look of compression.
"...we're not slaves, Rias. You know that." Akeno tried one last time but-
"Yes Akeno. I know that but he doesn't. Akeno I have been tutored time and time again about rebellious servants and how newly reincarnated devils may act. Potter san's case is a textbook example. I would have been okay if he yelled, if he raged or did anything but he did nothing! Don't you see the problem?"
Never let anyone say Rias wasn't in love with her family. The minute her two new little brothers came all she did was watch them intently for any negative reactions. She wanted her peerage to all be as comfortable as they could.
"...I suppose what you're saying has merit but it could also be he just accepts it? That isn't unheard of right? He seems very understanding too by how he saved Issei at the cost of his own…" Akeno, the voice of reason, spoke as Rias slumped.
"Yes that's true but-"
"Also I'm sure he's just grateful. You can't forget you saved his life right?"
"Y-yes however-!"
"Also we are pretty hot aren't we? Maybe he's really satisfied with the eye candy? I know I was, yummy~!" Akeno purred happily.
"Akeno, I hope you didn't do anything crazy while healing him! Still, you make valid points but I just feel a bit uneasy…" Rias sighed, massaging her forehead with both hands.
Akeno was behind her in a second rubbing her shoulders as she let out a sighing moan.
"I think you're just getting too stressed with everything, Rias. Your making a mountain out of a molehill. Relaaaax~ Everything will be okay, okay? You'll see." Akeno spoke in comforting whispers as Rias gradually lost tension.
"Maybe you're right…"
"Right? Now stop working, all you need is a good bath and some rest okay? Will you do it for me?" She hugged her from the back, pressing herself onto her strongly.
Rias sighed.
"Just this once!"
"That's my Rias! Now get to it, I need to go back and get my own rest too. We'll have two new members tomorrow after all." Akeno detached with a smile.
Rias watched silently as Akeno cleaned up, preparing to leave before finally finishing giving her a wave before exiting the building.
Rias held up for a valiant 15 minutes before deciding she needed to check. Otherwise she couldn't get this off her mind.
'Sorry Akeno.' Rias stood brushing herself off and fixing her hair before getting ready to leave herself.
Except when her magic circle flared and teleported her away, she didn't land in her own room but predictably the room she had rented for the resident magician.
She had felt the resistance but through a selfish act she pushed through breaking it down and entering…uninvited.
She met him sitting on the bed his legs folded and his toned upper body bare for her to see. His face was a mask of concentration and she looked towards the small flame hovering at the end of the stick he held.
She didn't interrupt him, watching as the flame grew, then shrunk, then slowly went through an array of shapes before eventually with a flick of he sent it away.
Blank green eyes glanced at her and she looked away seeing the well hidden distaste.
"My apologies."
"Are you really sorry though?"
"..."
"...well I wasn't raised to keep a lady standing. Take a seat….master." His wand flicked towards her direction and Rias watched keenly as a other chair appeared in front of her.
She had a sneaking suspicion that this wasn't spatial magic. Why would he have so many of the same chair after all?
"Thank you…and finally letting your true feelings out are we?" She addressed the way he said Master with a wan smile.
"...my mentor always said 'The absence of anything is usually a cause of suspicion.' I suppose he was right, Miss Gremory. Bravo."
Rias didn't know what to do about the passive aggressiveness but pushed through anyway.
"Thank you for not showing this in front of the others. They already have a lot going on…" it was the best she could do.
"Seriously? Is that why you think I said nothing?" He looked at her in curiosity and she shook her head not thinking that at all.
"Of course not but if you won't tell me your grievances I'll just have to assume won't I?" She gave him an impish smile which he didn't return, causing her to drop it.
"Perchance…" She perked up interested in how her new servant was going to play this.
"What would have actually happened had I decided to decline your offer?"
Rias took a deflating breath.
"You would have been branded as one of the most wanted strays to have ever lived and hunted down until you died. No faction would take you unless you moved to the other end of the planet and even then they wouldn't risk such a liability. Considering my status you would have also been a high priority target so as not to stain my family's honor. You wouldn't have even known when you died."
He stared at her silently.
"Servitude or death then." Palpable disgust dripped from his tone like venom and she would admit it hurt to hear.
"Not necessarily." Disgust wasn't hate. That was better than she had hoped.
"Oh? Explain how a servant isn't a servant."
"A servant isn't a servant because I said so. My peerage is my family and will always be so no matter what anyone says, I can assure you that."
"Oh? But can you assure yourself that it will always stay that way? You wouldn't be the first to stray away from the light." Her eyes narrowed as he got up walking towards her.
"That was a bad analogy considering we're weak to light but okay. I can't assure you of something that hasn't happened but as of now it is true. That should be enough." She got up crossing her arms under her bust as she looked slightly upwards into his eyes feeling challenged.
This magician had quite a set on him didn't he?
He stopped inches away from her and she realized his eyes were venomous green as they looked at her.
"It isn't enough for a thousand years of servitude unfortunately." He bit back through gritted teeth.
"I know and I am sorry it happened this way." She hoped it showed. She didn't mean to take his choice away but he was kinda…dying.
"Words never helped anything." He turned away with a scoff of defeat clearly wanting the conversation to end but she didn't.
She wanted him to trust her. This was her first experience with someone like this and she had no wish for it to end prematurely. She wouldn't allow it!
"Wait Potter san!" He paused slightly, eyeing her from the corner of his eyes inquisitively.
"You have told me what you hate but you don't actually give solutions. I understand…well maybe not truly but I want to! So why not give me a chance? Is it that hard?" She challenged him subtly as his eyes narrowed in intrigue.
"Oh?"
She nodded once strongly.
His face dropped into thought and she couldn't help but think he was quite cute, clearly trying to act like he wasn't confused.
"There is a way…it isn't anything significant but maybe…"
"Bring it out Potter san! So long as it isn't too far I can agree."
He seemed genuinely surprised and she nearly cheered knowing she was already making progress. He wouldn't even know what hit him!
Keeping her giddiness down she watched as he brought his weapon closer before speaking to her in low tones.
"My people have a lot of magic arts. Perhaps not powerful like yours but they are quite useful. However what I'm thinking of is a bonding magic akin to your contracting magic you explained."
Fascinated, Rias gestured for him to go on and he did.
"Fidelitas Vinculum." The name rolled off his tongue like a extoic wine and Rias' eyes widened as she realized she didn't understand what it meant! What did that mean?!
"It is a bond of fidelity. Simply put it will weave an invisible string around our wrist. It has no consequences, nor is it anything that will bind us together."
"Bind us….?"
He paused as if he couldn't believe he was doing this.
"The only thing this will do is alert us if the other didn't hold up the end of their agreement. In that case it will snap and wither into pieces."
"Will you do it?"
Rias tried to hide her excitement at the unique magic. If what he was saying was true, this would have been greatly valued back home but she kept that down not wanting to scare him.
"Of course. I'm ready even now." She placed her palm out. This would be a cake walk for her. He probably didn't even know he walked right into her arms!
He seemed so confused by her willingness that she giggled wiggling her hand impatiently.
"What? Is the big bad magician scared? I should be the one you know? After all, I'm going based on what you have told me. You could be enslaving me for all I know!" He seemed to get embarrassed at being called out coughing as he gripped her hand.
'Warm…' She thought as he brought out his stick waving it in a complicated pattern.
"You talk too much…"
"Heh don't get mad, I'm sorry~"
"Fidelitas Vinculum." She watched as the white light shot from his wand forming into a small white string, entwining their wrist together.
"I, Harry Potter, promise to keep an open mind about Rias Gremory." His side of the string glowed gold.
'So simple?!' She nearly growled at him knowing he was basically giving himself a massive advantage before she caught herself with a smirk.
"I Rias Gremory, promise that my peerage will remain different from others."
"Wait what?"
Too late she thought as the rope sealed around their wrist before dissipating.
She watched as he looked down at their wrists, blankly biting back her soft laughter.
Not giving him the chance to respond or get angry, her magic circle she had been preparing whisked her away to her room in her bed, with her laughing the entire way.
Served him right.
Finally out of the filler and no Harry's grievances aren't so easily swayed. But it should obvious why he isnt flipping out. It ends with R.
