"Lucifer! You're finally alone..."
The moment Draco Malfoy saw Granger leaving out of Great Hall probably for the urgent loo, his eyes lit up.
He ditched Crabbe and Goyle's jokes without a second thought and hurriedly waved over for Lucifer to join him at breakfast in Slytherin' table.
"You were looking for me?" Lucifer raised a brow, as he crossed the distance in few steps, sitting beside Daphne's whose 'face' lightened up, she told ditched Tracey who trembled violently with a spoon of custard, while she glaringly watched her best friend piling up sweets, glass of banana shake for him.
"I've been trying to find you for all day last night," Draco said, grimacing, "Lucifer, what the hell did you write in Potter's notebook? He's been beating me bloody since then! Could you make mine's language a bit easier to understand? You're not just gonna let me lose to a Gryffindor, are you?
And Potter, of all people!"
He pulled out an ornate little box he'd been carrying around for days, 'feeling ashamed', present he had for taking up Lucifer's spell book, he was improving, but couldn't understand properly due to mixed up notes, sometimes he was doing wrong wand movement, or took a long second to verbal the spell, making it a mess, and cursed Goyle instead.
When Lucifer opened it, shimmering light spilled out, instantly drawing the attention of nearby Slytherin girls.
Their eyes lit up like stars. Inside rested a delicate "Princess Tiara", encrusted with gemstones that refracted light into a rainbow of colors.
Every girl in the vicinity was completely smitten.
"'Draco... this-is this for me?" Pansy Parkinson clasped her hands to her chest, clearly touched.
"Buzz off," Draco said impatiently, shoving Pansy aside. Then he put on a charming smile, "Lucifer, this gift is specially for you. Do you like it? I heard you got lots of... 'nifflers."
Draco had been smart about this. After thinking for a while, he realized he didn't actually know Lucifer's tastes. So, he decided to play it safe and focus on the people around him. Everyone in Slytherin knew how he treated Daphne, so if Daphne liked it, he figured the boy would approve too.
Even though he was technically asking Lucifer, Draco kept glancing at Daphne for her reaction. Seeing her eyes light up like the other girls', he relaxed, today was already half-won.
But Lucifer's expression darkened.
He immediately saw Draco's little scheme, didn't dislike it, on the contrary, it showed the 'father's pampered prince' had actually put some thought into choosing the gift.
But... why the hell would you give this? What about Hermione? What about Astoria? Dueling competition, which was about to be announced later this year, if Darcy comes to Hogwarts and Daphne 'flaunts' this, his peaceful life would explode.
Lucifer's fingers twitched slightly. Instantly, a 'Silencing charm' encased him and Draco. Others could see their mouths move but couldn't hear a word.
"Draco, this is nice. Where did you get it? I need... 'four... no, five'. But they can't be identical. Got it?"
He had already noticed: it was purely decorative, pretty but useless. He could replicate it easily with a 'Copying Charm' and 'Transfiguration.' But making five identical pieces would be lazy and uninspired. So, he made Malfoy find different items of the same brand.
"Ah?" Draco blinked flabbergasted, "One isn't enough? Daphne Greengrass has that big of an appetite?"
"There's more going on here than you understand," Lucifer waved dismissively, "Take this back for now, once you've got all 'five', deliver them together.... I'll give you a translator rune stone for now, then an upgraded version after you make the delivery. Do you want to mess with Potter that badly?" he asked, unbelievable.
"Yes!" Draco snapped to attention at the mention of Harry, excitement 'flashing' in his eyes, "I'll have my mother buy a few more, every single one will be perfect."
"So your mother picked them," Lucifer said, realization dawning. That explained Draco's surprisingly good taste, if it were just him, there was no way he'd have this eye for design. But with Narcissa involved, it made sense. The Malfoys always dressed impeccably; Lucius's last outing alone was a perfect example of classic London style.
Draco ran back to his dorm excitedly to write letters, and seeing him take the gifts away, Daphne fumed, "'Who is this guy, taking the presents away?"
She muttered, "Lucifer, what's up with Malfoy? Didn't he say he'd give you the tiara? Why change his mind?"
To the young witch, once the gift was offered, it was basically hers. What, was Lucifer supposed to wear it himself? Hmm... actually, that might be worth seeing.
"Daph..."
The boy on the receiving end of multiple glares remained calm, Hermione had returned from the loo, it seemed she had a nightmare last night, "I noticed a flaw in the crown. Draco is furious, and he's writing to the shop for a replacement. In a few days, I'll get a brand new one."
Daphne's eyes lit up, "Ah, that makes sense, then hurry him along."
"No problem." Lucifer thought it might be worth visiting the Wizarding world too for some quality jewelers. That way, 'future gifts' wouldn't be such a headache, drinking his shake.
........
Soon the Great Hall was full of students, and every professor was present.
Lucifer noticed that Snape looked thinner, dark circles under his eyes. Whatever he'd been doing over the night had left him drained.
Snape's gaze by coincidence was also scanning the hall and landed on him, giving a sharp glare, he had spent the entire night break helping research... that 'disgustingpotion.' If not for that boy, he'd have had a perfectly peaceful sleep.
Lucifer had no idea what he'd done to deserve this glare.
In front of him sat, Harry Potter, who couldn't stop smiling as he ate. He'd had a great evening, challenging after Hagrid's class, spending absolutely thrashing Malfoy.
Notes made by Lucifer were like cheat codes, packed with practical spells and shortcuts, each day brought new advantages. His favorite discovery? 'TheDangling Jinx'. It completely bypassed the Shield Charm, stripping Malfoy of his biggest advantage.
By the end of the duel, Harry had gotten even for every smug smirk and insult he'd ever suffered.
Shame the next week couldn't come sooner, but dueling that often was addictive, Harry 'felt' the loss keenly.
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The 'fourth-years' came back from Care of Magical Creatures practically glowing with delight.
That day's lesson was on fire foxes, tiny, bright-furred creatures that looked like living embers. Every girl in class 'fell in love' instantly, cooing and scribbling notes in their journals, while the boys took advantage of the chaos to chat up their crushes.
Everyone left the lesson happy.
"Why does it feel like Hagrid has something against us third-years?" Hermione pouted, she wasn't able to enjoy the lesson like imagined before the term started.
"Even I agree with Granger, why don't we get to take care of the fire foxes?"
Lucifer chuckled at the dejected expressions of two girls on both sides, acting as eye candy, "Maybe next time, don't worry about it..."
It was Daphne who grumbled a bit more than bushy-haired girl who thought Hagrid was her friend, but let it go, only boy present between the two like back in Transfiguartion of 'first year', could only sigh inwardly---now he understood.
Why Dumbledore always seemed tired after staff meetings. If Hagrid weren't the only one besides himself who could walk freely in the Acromantula nest, Lucifer would've washed his hands of him entirely.
Still, one warning was enough. If Hagrid messed up again, it wouldn't be his problem anymore. He could always pack up giant spiders and ship them off to his dear Newt Scamander.
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~Double Potions~
Malfoy "staggered" into class, his arm wrapped in bandages and bound in a sling, like he was all that, explaining it was Potter who had done it yesterday, and only started to pain at Breakfast, then ran back in Slytherin' dormitory.
In Harry's honest opinion, he was betrayed, almost hoping Malfoy'd have died hanging, but that would've looked bad on both school and him, so it's for the better that he didn't.
"How is it, Draco?" Pansy simpered, too eager playing along with the act of being damaged, "Does it hurt much?"
"Yeah, I was even thinking about taking the day off," he said, putting on the most obviously fake grimace Ron had ever seen. It was confirmed when he winked at Crabbe and Goyle after Pansy looked away.
"Settle down, settle down," Professor Snape said idly, giving the laziest amount of effort he could into his voice. Today they were making a new Potion, the 'Shrinking Solution.'
Malfoy set up his cauldron right next to Harry and Ron, instead of anyone from Slytherin.
Lucifer kept looking over at them as he worked with Hermione, keeping an eye on the situation 'for' joy.
"Sir," Malfoy called, "sir, I'll need help cutting up these daisy roots, because of my arm---"
"Weasley, cut up Malfoy's roots for him," Snape said without even bothering to look over at them.
Lucifer looked and Ron was brick red.
He said something, but it was so low, would have to use keen hearing to catch up words, but since it was turned off, didn't hear what.
"Weasley, you heard Professor Snape, cut up these roots."
Draco Malfoy was the most spoiled brat Ron had ever seen. If it wasn't for Snape, Malfoy, and probably most Slytherin, wouldn't even pass Potions.
Ron took a knife and begin to cut up the roots unevenly and basically making them not useful.
"Professor," he heard Malfoy's annoying drawl, "Weasley's mutilating my roots, sir."
Snape approach their table, and he could barely make out a crooked smile, "Change roots with Malfoy, Weasley."
"But sir---"
"Now," Snape said in his most dangerous voice he had to use on Ron, who begrudgingly shoved his daisy root across table to Malfoy, then took his knife up again to cut a new one.
"And, sir, I'll need this Shrivelfig skinned," Draco said, his voice full of malicious intent.
"'Potter, you can skin Malfoy's Shrivelfig," Snape said to Harry before he walked away.
Harry quickly skinned the 'Shrivel' without saying a word, eyes practically on Draco cursing his 'forefathers' in the bloody grave.
Lucifer noticed Hermione's annoyed face while she glared at Malfoy, even her fingers were trembling, "Don't, I know you are trying to flip him off. Snape'll just give you a detention for no reason..."
"Can you see how pathetic Malfoy really is? I hope, you don't believe his fake apology from last year!" She was in a very bad, and grumpy mood from the Common Room, being even more clingy to him than usual. At least, she took her hands off him during the Potions, so Lucifer was able to make his own flawless just like usual.
The rest of the class passed without incident. Snape really wanted to fault Gryffindors for their Potions, but all must have been satisfactory enough that he couldn't complain. Any talking was out of childish antics, and everyone seemed to be doing alright on their potions from what Lucifer could tell, except Neville of Course.
The boy was too scared to cut his own ingredients. After their Double Potions, Lucifer and Hermione had to go back to before class started and attend 'AncientRunes' for a Double period, so they hurried to the classroom and went back in time.
"A feeling I don't know if I'll ever get used to..." Hermione said after they came out of the rewind.
"It's not so bad, I've experienced worse..." he trailed off.
Hermione looked at him and realized she said the wrong thing, "Lucifer, I-I'm sorry..." "You have nothing to apologize for," He reassured her as other 'Ancient Runes' students for the period piled in. After class, they hurried to catch back up with Harry and Ron, making sure to not run into their past selves.
This whole week had Hermione feeling rather exhausted from the extreme workload they both had.
Lucifer didn't feel any different, but his concern for her was evident, "Hermione," he got her attention, "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, 'fine, fine I'mfine," She smiled at him, Hermione was clearly not fine. She didn't want to continue talking about it from the tone of her voice, so he didn't ask her about that again.
"Hey," Ron said as they got to them, "What happened? Where did you two go?"
"I forgot something and Lucifer was helping me," Hermione lied, knowing that her boyfriend wouldn't.
"Okay..."
"Oh, shit!" Then out of nowhere cursed out loud, she was looking at her bag, and a seam had torn on it.
"Hermione, why are you carrying all of your books? You don't have most of these classes today, all we have is 'Defense Against the Dark Arts left.'
Harry brought to her attention.
"You know how many subjects Lucifer and I take. Of course we are going to have all of these books!"
She said breathlessly.
"But Lucifer doesn't' have his bag about to tear itself apart."
Ron pointed out.
They all looked at his bag and sure enough, it was holding together, and didn't even look strained.
"Uh... yes well, I'm just better at 'space management,' you know..." Lucifer didn't even convince himself, surely he couldn't have done them either, "Well, I'm starving, who wants some lunch?" He asked innocently, and directly marched off towards the Great Hall.
Hermione hurried after him, "'Wait for me, you idiot!" she yelled, now coming up next to him.
"Hey," he replied kindly.
"So, how do you have all your books fitting in there really?!"
She got right to the point.
"I'll explain later when we are alone, okay?" Lucifer felt funny, cause Hermione could be downright stupid sometimes, hadn't idea of 'Extension Charms' came to her brain?
"Okay, you better tell me, though," She tried to sound assertive.
"Maybe," Lucifer tried to not smirk, but when she playfully slapped his arm, he lost all control, then pinched her bum.
"Ow!" Hermione rubbed that spot for a few seconds, then glared at him in response.
"Hahah..." He then outright snorted at her face, she didn't find it amusing, nose scrunched, trying to give him a reprimanding look.
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When they arrived in their Defense class, which unfortunately had with the Slytherins, Professor Lupin had yet to show up.
Lucifer and Hermione sat in seats that were next to each other, as they always did.
"Eep!" She let out a small yelp, when her anal plug hit the bench, she almost 'forgot' it was even there!
When he looked at her with eyes full of curiosity, then nodded in a weird sympathy kind of undertaking look, Hermione's cheeks turned redder and redder with nothing but shame.
That's why, she decided to not focus on him for the period, but couldn't even begin to imagine what Professor Lupin had in store for them.
He couldn't be worse than Quirrell and definitely couldn't be worse than Lockhart. She just hoped they actually learned something useful this time around.
She had now gotten her Quill, parchment, and book out, but couldn't help but notice Lucifer hadn't, "Are you not going to get your stuff out?"
"I've got a good feeling about Professor Lupin, from what Madam Longbottom explained, and trolley witch during the 'Dementor boarding', he seems like a hands-on Professor and will get right into Practical lessons."
Hermione agreed with that line of thinking and put back all of her stuff.
When Lupin came in he looked as shabby as ever, but looked healthier than he did on the train. He placed his tattered old briefcase on the large desk and turned to address them.
"Good afternoon. Would you kindly put your books and stuff away?"
He asked them and they began putting away their stuff, Hermione looked at Lucifer in awe forgetting just what happened to her some time prior, "Today will be a practical lesson and you will only need your wand."
Hermione looked around and saw that many of them were curious about this, and they had good reason.
Except for Lockhart's 'failed' Pixie fiasco, and Snape's ghoul beating students raw, they rarely had 'Practical Defense' classes, some even wanted him back before, which when thought about, seemed utterly bizarre.
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