Lucifer was the best thing that had happened to her in years.
The world was starting to feel like a hopeful place again. Maybe she wouldn’t be sad forever.
Maybe he was right: maybe her father's death shouldn’t rest on her shoulders.
Maybe she could forgive herself the way Lucifer had forgiven her.
He hadn’t berated her wordy blunder or even told her to be more careful in the future.
It seemed as though she was more upset by what she’d yelled in her anger than he was.
It must have hurt him terribly, but he was still at her door, ready to give her what she needed.
Lucifer was always giving her so much, and she had given him nothing but some childish presents, hugs and tugs.
He deserved so much more.
Maybe she could request her Mum to allow her in spending over the last two holiday weeks or so with him.
It looked as though the holidays weren’t usually too happy for him.
Hermione softly kissed his chest so she wouldn’t wake him. “Goodnight, Lucifer.”
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At Eight o'clock Thursday evening, Harry left Gryffindor Tower, Lucifer in tow after telling him that he was heading over to the History of Magic classroom.
He followed him, but he kept the conversation with Harry to a minimum.
It was dark and empty when they arrived, but they both lit the lamps with their wands and only had to wait about five minutes for Lupin to show up.
He was carrying a large suitcase, larger than the one he owned, "What's that?" Harry asked him.
"Another Boggart. After the other one was... destroyed after showing its true form..." he glanced at Lucifer, who only stared past him,"I've been combing the Castle ever since Tuesday and was fortunate enough to find this one lurking inside Mr. Filch's filing cabinet. It's the nearest we'll get to a real Dementor. The Boggart will turn into a Dementor when he sees you, Harry, so it's probably best if we let you always be in front of the Boggart.”
“This will allow us to practice without failure, and when we aren't using him, I have a cupboard underneath my desk that I think he will like," Lupin explained to them.
It was Lucifer who raised his hand, "Yes?"
"Professor... I don't know for sure... but I have a feeling my Boggart might have changed," he said, while feeling a bit strange.
"What makes you so sure?" Lupin asked him curiously.
“Well, I'm not afraid of being correct. So, it later changed to my girlfriend being endangered. At the Quidditch Match when Potter lost his Nimbus, the way the Dementor's made me feel... I felt rage and fear of how they do have a significant impact on Hermione's mental health... I think my Boggart might also be a Dementor now..." he trailed off.
"Well, there is only one way to find out. Harry, we will let Lucifer go first, just to see what his Boggart has become real quick," Harry agreed to it.
"Now, assuming that it is a Dementor, I will tell you how to deal with it, and if not, well you already know what to do," Lupin chuckled a bit, drawing his wand, prompting them to do the same.
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𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐎𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐨𝐠𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬
FantasyLucifer Morningstar, The Devil escapes the Underworld to have a vacation on Earth. But due to some unexpected problems, he would be forced to enroll into Hogwarts, and meet a certain Bushy-haired girl, Hermione Granger. Lucifer, The Devil is Billion...