Story about a teenage girl named Arianna alias Anna who was a student at Hogwarts but kicked out cause of the blood rule. She went to US and started hunting supernatural beings and she encountered the Winchesters.
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I saw my cell phone on the nightstand so I tried to grab it, but it didn't work. I then used my mind to try and grab my phone and it worked. I sat up on the bed and started to scroll through some of my socials.
I heard footsteps coming towards the room so I quickly put away my phone with my mind and lied down on the bed. As usual, it was Crowley. That cunt. I wanna beat the lights outta him. Make sure he does for good.
"Princess. I brought you more pleasure. A vibrator." Crowley said, visibly enjoying this shit.
I stayed silent to not hear anymore shouting. Yes, I hate it when people about at me. Especially if it's concerning me personally.
"You're much more skinnier than before. That's detrimental to your health princess." He continued on with fake concern over my visible body.
He placed the vibrator near my clit and started it on the max level. I hated the feeling. I hated that a 30 year old king of Hell is doing this to me. He's acting like a fucking paedophile, rapist. Next thing you know, he turns into a fucking serial killer.
The vibrations stopped, cause there was shaking on the Hell grounds. There's a war coming, I said mentally.
"My love, you are the trophy for those Winchesters if they win this battle between us and the mortal world. But if they lose, you're my sex slave for the rest of your and my life in Hell."
He started to unlock the chains and pushed me upwards on the bed. Damn that hurt! Crowley threw some clothes at me. It looked like the real Slytherin uniform, but it wasn't. Only the shirt that has the logo was real merch. It landed square on my face. Then, Crowley left.
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The outfit (A/N: you can put pants instead of the skirt if you want to)
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Anna's hairstyle. (A/N: it doesn't have to be the same haircuts as well. You can have the colours if you want to. But then again, it doesn't have to be these colours.)
I got ready and went to meet Crowley and my father's old sitting room. Now, I'm seriously rethinking life choices and starting overthinking. Are Sam and Dean gonna win this? Is Crowley gonna win instead? Are they alone in this? Is it just them three who are doing this battle? God, this is just like what the golden trio, and what Draco wrote in one of their letters talking about the Battle at Hogwarts.
"Looking just like a Slytherin. I wish I saw you in that real uniform when you were younger." Crowley said, licking his lips.
"Please. What do I have to do now?" I asked, rolling my eyes in annoyance and just wanting to get the fuck out of here.
"So you see, Sam and Dean are going to come here and have the greatest fight you've ever seen. Kinda like the one at Hogwarts you see. The battle between mortal and Hell." Crowley explained to me while leaning very closely to me near the end of his explanation.
"Wait! So you organized the Battle of Hogwarts? With Voldemort?" I asked in shock, terror as well as putting the pieces together.
You see, I'm also like a detective of you should say so yeah...
