Devil of A Wizard

Chapter 33

Hello Sinners! I hope you all enjoyed the last chapter because now shit really going to hit the fan. Well, maybe not as much but still the biggest change will happen in this chapter and the next one. Now, let's dive into Hell!

Chapter 33: The Rat in the Shack

After the game, when Harry was in regular clothing, he, Ron, and Hermione went over to Hagrid's Hut to have a small celebration there before they got to the main event at Gryffindor Tower. "That was some game you played there, Harry," Hagrid laughed as he poured four cups of tea for himself and his three guests. Norbert was still sleeping at his favorite napping spot in Hagrid's flowerbed while Buckbreak was resting outside near the pumpkin patch.

"I can't take all the credit. It was a team effort," Harry said honestly.

"That and Octavia's mom cursing out Malfoy," Ron laughed as he had never seen anyone curse out the blonde Slytherin. "I was worried at first, but I think she's brilliant."

"You never even met her face to face, Ron. You heard Harry. She thinks anyone below her is scum, even other purebloods," Hermione commented as she took a sip of her tea.

"But she loves Harry. So if we're his friends, then we must be good in her eyes," Ron countered the bushy-haired witches

"It depends," Harry said as he allowed Sam out of his bag and fed him a piece of the crumpet Hagrid had made for them, along with the tea he brewed. "She's not too fond of Loona and Verosika, but since they are friends of me and Octavia, she allows us to hang out. But she still calls them bitches."

Ron's expression turned from overjoyed to sheepish within seconds. "Now I'm nervous about what she'll call me."

"I wouldn't worry too much, Ron. If I tell her not to call you anything, she'll stop," Harry assured his best friend, making the red-haired wizard feel more content.

"Oh, before I forget. Ron, I believe this belongs to you," Hagrid said as he stood up from his chair and went to one of the jars. After he had opened the lid, the half-giant pulled out something brown and fuzzy.

Ron looked happy as he saw that what was in Hagrid's hand was his pet rat. "Scabbers! You're alive," Ron said, taking his pet rat.

"Then I think you owe someone an apology," Hermione told him.

"You're right. When I see Crookshanks, I'll tell him I'm sorry," Ron said smugly.

"I meant me," Hermione growled.

While Ron and Hermione had their argument over who Ron had to apologize to, Harry glared at the rat. 'It's him,' Harry thought to himself as he got up from his seat. Samael shared the same look as his master as they both approached. "Ron, I need you to hand me Scabbers," he said calmly as he had his hand open.

"What, why?" Ron asked as Harry's tone was unusual. "What are you going to do to him?"

Harry needed Ron to understand his request, but he couldn't come clean about it just yet because of the 'rat' in the room. "It's complicated, but you have to trust me."

"Not until you ex-OW!" Ron screamed as the rat bit his finger, drawing blood and forcing the red-haired wizard to drop him. "He bit me! Scabbers," Ron yelled after him as he saw his pet rat scurry out of the house through the window.

Samael immediately went after the rat and slithered through the open window. Seeing the snake chasing his rat, Ron immediately threw the door open to try and get to Scabbers first. "Ron, come back," Harry yelled toward his friend. He turned to Hagrid and thanked him for the tea before bolting after Ron with Hermione.