Warning - Lucifer, the Devil is Billions of years old.
Hermione with multiple personalities, her character's real age during sexual intercourse is 18
(Hermione - Blessed by Anadiel, ti works differently for her, she has already surpassed age of 18 )
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It wasn't until Sunday morning when Hermione left her room, she had taken her blood dripping to a level of personal insult.
All day locked inside the room, she had finished getting everything ready for their new Club.
Harry and Ron had just finished a ga of Wizard's Chess while Lucifer had been writing sothing down, but she couldn't see a book in sight.
She was afraid of what he might do to punish her for that remark.
“What's in the box?" Harry asked as she approached them.
Lucifer's attention was imdiately brought to Hermione upon Harry's words.
He knew it was Hermione without looking, and she was in fact holding a box, with so light rattling inside as she walked up to them.
"Glad you asked," Hermione was all smiles.
She took off the lid to the box and revealed its contents to be about fifty badges, all of different colors, but all bearing the sa letters: S.P.E.W.
"S.P.E.W. Nice," Lucifer said, having already figured out what it ant.
"Spew?" Harry asked, picking up a badge and looking at it, "What's this about?"
"Not spew," Hermione said, teetering on a belligerent tone, "It's S-P-E-W. Stands for-"
"-the Society for the Promotion of Elfish Welfare, doesn't it?" Lucifer asked her.
"Exactly! How did you figure that out?" She asked, dumbfounded for a mont.
"I an, it wasn't too difficult, mainly just quick process and elimination as to what sounded good for the Acronym," he explained, completely losing Harry and Ron.
"Never heard of it," Ron said, pushing past that.
"Well, of course you haven't," Hermione said with a lightness to her voice, "We've only just started it."
"We?" Ron asked.
"Lucifer and I."
"Yeah? How many mbers have you got?" Ron asked, his tone with a hint of mocking in it.
"Well - if you two join - four," she said, smiling.
"And you think we want to walk around wearing badges saying 'spew,' do you?" Ron's tone was still one of mocking.
"S-P-E-W!" Hermione said hotly, "I was going to put Stop the Outrageous Abuse of Our Fellow Magical Creatures and Campaign for a Change in Their Legal Status - but it wouldn't fit. So that's the heading of our Manifesto."
"SOAOFMCCCTLS... yeah, doesn't have the sa ring to it," Lucifer said, failing horribly to pronounce the acronym as a word.
Hermione brandished the sheaf of parchnt at Harry and Ron, "Lucifer and I have been researching it thoroughly, being really only one book that talked about it, and Elf enslavent goes back Eighteen Hundred years! When Lucifer told , I couldn't believe no one had done anything about it before now."
"Hermione - open your ears," Ron said loudly, "They. Like. It. They like being enslaved!"
"Our Short-Term aims," Hermione said, speaking more loudly than Ron, and pretending like she hadn't heard him.
Lucifer couldn't wait to see what she ca up with for their Short-term and Long-term goals, "are to secure House-Elves fair wages and working conditions." That wasn't what he wanted to hear, honestly.
"Our Long-term aims include changing the Law about Non-Wand use, and trying to get an Elf in the Departnt for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, because they're shockingly underrepresented-"
"Hermione!" Lucifer said quickly, interrupting her.
"What?" She asked in a daze.
"I thought we agreed to run them by first?" He asked her.
"What? You - you don't agree with them?" Her voice was about to cry, and he felt his heart about to break because of it.
"I agree with them all being Long-term goals... but rember, this is Eighteen Hundred years of enslavent that we have to change. House-Elf culture won't accept these changes so soon if they are Short-Term. I hate to admit this, but Weasely is right about one thing, they currently do like their situation, most of them, because it's how they've been bred over a dozen and a half centuries.”
“They won't accept paynt for their work if they aren't brought to see their situation how we see it. They probably don't even realize House-Elves used to be free at one point.“
“What we need to do first is bring attention to the abuse that House-Elves receive. If we show them that so people do care about the abuse they take, it'll hopefully get the ones who aren't treated badly to be more open to our view point," Lucifer stopped talking.
Hermione didn't look the least bit happy about this, but she huffed, "Fine... we'll focus on bringing attention to it first."
"One question," Harry said, "How do we do all this? Is Lucifer going to fund it?"
"Of course not. We start by recruiting mbers by charging two Sickles to join - that buys a badge - and the proceeds can fund our leaflet campaign," she stopped talking when she saw the looks on Harry's face, "You are going to join... right?"
Harry just looked at Ron, but before they could speak, Lucifer did.
"Even if they don't Hermione, like you said the other day, if people see rlin's Descendant wearing a badge, it might sway them to join up at least, considering... well..." he trailed off. Honestly, a lot of girls at Hogwarts might wear one just because they are infatuated with him, he just couldn't bring himself to actually say as much.
Knowing his girlfriend's mood will get sour, he didn't want to ruin her cheerful day.
Hermione bead at him, but then it was Harry, who finally spoke up, "Alright... I'll join."
Hermione bead even brighter, "Thank you, Harry! You can be Secretary, so you might want to write down everything we just discussed as a record of our first eting. I can go over it again, with Lucifer's edits, if you can't rember it all."
Ron sighed, "I guess if Harry is, then I will too." He looked like he really didn't want to, though.
Hermione looked like she couldn't believe it, but at least new mbers are coming.
“Good, you'll be our Treasurer, Ron - I've got you a collecting tin upstairs in my nightstand.”
Harry and Ron both imdiately looked like they regretted joining, but they wouldn't dare back out now.
Lucifer stood there, having stepped back a couple of steps away from Hermione, looking at her excitedly explaining so more things about their new club.
He smiled at the sight of her exuberance radiating throughout the room.
It put his mind at ease.
Only, when she was done talking, Hermione ran upstairs to bring so parchnts, that collecting tin she had made.
Lucifer also followed her back quickly, catching up with, then roughly yanked her into boys dorm and warded the door.
His hands snaked around her waist as he leaned over her.
Hermione forgot how to breathe for a second.
“No more sneaking out without telling ,” he murmured, putting his lips to her ear.
Shivering violently, Hermione wrapped her arms around him.
“I kissed you goodbye.”
Her hair hid his smile. “Did you? Where?”
Laughing, Hermione recalled putting her lips to his forehead, but he didn’t need to know that.
“Guess you’ll never know."
He pressed her harder to the door. “By the way, ‘old man’ is not an appropriate way to address .”
Her lips turned to et his, sucking on his lower lip before answering. “That’s why you kidnapped , right? To give lots of correction.”
Groaning low, Lucifer cajoled her mouth open, his tongue seeking out her submission and desire.
He went slowly, making sure she was breathless when he was done.
“What would you like, pet? I want to make sure you’re thinking of .”
“I always think of you,” she panted.
Lucifer grabbed her bum through her jeans. “Yes, but I want you wet.”
“I’m already wet."
He smirked back. “Go bend over the desk.”
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