Devil at Hogwarts

Chapter 1

Meeting with my Father

I sit quietly at the train station in England. Why I'm meeting my father in England who knows, but the busy crowd doesn't even acknowledge my father aparate in.

He's tall and doesn't look like his normal evil looking self. He looks like a human. No red skin or black horns, of course his red eyes still show, just like mine. 

He had me meet him at King's Cross station in England, said it was important. "Ah, Emery!" He approaches me with a glimmering smile. That can only mean he has something for me to do.

"Father." I greet him bluntly. I lost all love I had with him at a very young age. Now he is but a master of sorts.

"I have something very important for you." Ah there it was. "I need you to murder three people. They've become a nuisance and want them rid of. You will go to Hogwarts and kill them in the forbidden forest. There you will meet with a colleague of mine. His name is Voldemort."

Ugh Voldemort. Every time my father has me meet with some colleague of his nothing good comes from it. Then again anytime I do something for him it's never good.

"Emery! Are you listening!?" My father scolds me for ignoring his instructions. He hates when I do that.

"No I heard you. Kill the men, meet with Voldemort, infiltrate Hogwarts to help you take over the world, blah blah blah." Honestly he thinks I can't multitask. 

"Good. Now this train will you take you to Hogwarts. Board and keep low. Don't attract attention to yourself. And stay away from Harry Potter." I think for a moment of why that name seems familiar. "Now go get on the train or you'll miss it!"

I grab my suit case and shoulder bag and board the train. I walk down the hall looking for an empty compartment. When I do find one I go in an close the door. I settle in and watch as children of all ages bustle through the hall.

Thinking to myself I go over the plan. I'm supposed to corner the three men in the forbidden forest and then when they're dead Voldemort will aparate in. He will give me books and robes for school along with a wand, even though I don't need one to perform magic.

I'm too focused on my thoughts I don't notice a group of students join my compartment. "Excuse me but this compartment is taken sorry" I try to keep my manners up. I may be satan's daughter but that doesn't mean I don't know my manners or how to charm people.

"I don't think one person needs a whole compartment." The platinum blonde snarls back.

"You're right but I have people coming to meet me." I easily come up with a lie.

"You've been sitting here alone for 15 minutes. You really think someone's meeting you?" The darker skinned boy responds.

"Who are you anyways? I've never seen you here. Are you new?" The blonde who I still don't know the name of asks.

Uhhh shoot what do I say to that. I'm supposed to lay low. "Yes actually. I'm a transfer and I'd prefer to ride there alone. Besides who are you?" They all look at me surprised. Was I supposed to know who he was?

He sticks his hand out to shake and introduces himself "Malfoy, Draco Malfoy. Fourth year, son of Lucius Malfoy, only the most important pure blood in all of England." I take his hand and shake it firmly smirking at his surprise of my grip.

"I'm Emery." He raises his eyebrows at this.

"Just Emery? No surname?" He looks confused. I've learned not to tell people my last name to keep the questions left from introductions.

"Just Emery. I'm a fourth year too. Transfer from America."

"Well Emery, I'd kick you out but you seem like a Slytherin so you can stay. At least until your sorted into a house." Oh thank god! As if I couldn't have kicked them out. Who does he think he is. He's so rude and self centered. Ugh!

After Draco introduces me to the rest of his group they settle in and start to gossip. I stay out of the conversation and just close my eyes trying to meditate.

About and hour later I feel someone shake me and my eyes shoot open gripping the persons neck pinning them against the wall. I quickly realize who it is and drop my hands. Everyone in the compartment stares with wide eyes.

"I'm sorry." I simply say and look to the ground.

"You better be! You could've killed me!" He shouts in my face and rubs his now red neck. "I was telling you we're here." The group gather their things and leave me alone in the compartment.

I take a deep breath remembering why I'm here. I grab my things and make my way off the train.