Harry Potter: S*x Oriented Hogwarts

"But, all of my brothers have been sorted into G-Gryffindor!"

"You don't have to be in our house, for hanging out with them, you know?"
But, Hermione just now really wanted to get rid of her. 

"H-Hey..." Ginny's face is also quite ugly, after hearing what Hermione had to say. 

While they were busy having a nice girl's chat, Lucifer's mind began to wander towards Ginny's trunk, even herself after a moment.  

It was hard to pick up on something fully concealed. 

The trunk was letting off something faint but that could be anything from her supplies for school.

Ginny didn't seem to have anything on her, Lucifer could feel the protective enchantments on both his and Hermione's trunks.

With a sigh of relief, Lucifer opened his eyes....'I think, Ginny had gotten rid of the diary.'

After that, Lucifer also zoned back into the conversation as Hermione was explaining about the benefits of sorting into other three houses to poor Ginny. 

Before long, Molly's daughter excused herself to find another First Year's compartment.....while giving the reason of trying to get more bravery. 

"I was just trying to remove her biased opinions about Gryffindor!" Hermione immediately turned her face to Lucifer, even gave a brief explanation for her antics.

"I am really innocent!"

Lucifer just shook his head, not believing her at all.

It caused Hermione to scowl at him in return, "Besides, why did you call her by name?!" even loud questions are fired like a missile. 

"....It will just get confusing to use Weasely for everyone"

"...Oh" Hermione, understood, she had almost no problem with this, besides the train had already left the station. 

And, Lucifer was now starting to read one of Gilderoy's books, for some good laugh, and pass the time. 

Hermione had already read those books once, and it was torture enough. 

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Lucifer looked up, out of the window to see an amusing sight, "Hermione?"

"What is it?" She asked, not looking up from Grade 2, borrowed from his trunk. 

"Have you ever seen a flying car?"

"No, why?"

"Well, look to your right and you will," Lucifer couldn't help the smirk on his face. 

He had managed to even make out a face of red hair in the flying car.

And, Hermione must've realized who was in the car as well, "Those idiots!"

"I'm a little envious," Only, Lucifer's next words caused, Hermione to gape at him, not believing what she was hearing, "How often do you get the chance to be in a flying car? Even outside of Magic, there are trains, but Humans don't have flying cars yet, the appeal is there."

"Maybe, but do you know how many people have probably seen them? They aren't exactly invisible, you know?" Hermione asked, looking back to see them half disappear from sight, "Oh, they are going to be in so much trouble!"

It was barely a minute later, when someone found them, "Morningstar"

"Malfoy" It was great enough for both of them.

Then, Draco just thought about getting what he wanted to know, "Where are Potter and Weasley?"

"Did he finally get the boot and Weasley was held back at home because they realized....not being able to afford to send him back?"

"No, those idiots are flying outside, just look!" It was Hermione, who pointed out her finger at the nearby window. 

Malfoy, looked in the said direction where Granger was pointing at, he saw Potter was hanging down from the flying car while Weasely was trying to help him, so he didn't fall from the seat and kill himself, "Crabbe, and Goyle, Let's call the Prefects!"

Hermione was now in hysterics, they are going to lose more points, even before reaching the school, "It's all just absurd, I'm telling you!"

Only started to complain....

She closed the compartment door, then sat down with a loud huff, 

There was an awkward silence now, Lucifer knew, if he initiated a talk, there's going to be another 2 hours scolding coming. 

That's why, he wisely chose to go back on reading Gilderoy's Spellbook, trying to ignore the tension. 

But, Hermione was looking at Lucifer for a few moments, sorting her dissing out, and throwing garbage talk, relieving the huge pressure inside. 

She just needed to vent her anger out, but didn't get the chance as the door opened, revealing a Prefect, Percy Weasley, "So I have just been informed that you assaulted Malfoy here?" He asked, looking directly at the bushy-haired girl. 

"..." Hermione. "I did? Who told you that?"

"It doesn't matter, Violence is never the answer to be taken," Percy said in a non-sense tone.

"Why don't you take a look outside first?" She again used her 2nd finger, 
to point out towards the window.

Percy looked where she was pointing at, he rubbed his eyes twice, making sure.....only, his idiot brother in Dad's flying car with Potter. 

"....." Percy, just left without another word, and Hermione closed the compartment again with a smug look,  but then, "The nerve of Malfoy..."

"Pumpkin pasties?' Lucifer asked Hermione as she sat down, beside him, trying to calm her mood down. 

She nodded, beaming at the fact that he'd remembered her favourite food. 

"Thanks Lucifer," Hermione said quietly as she unrolled one of the stacks and took out one of the pastries. 

After a while, Lucifer felt something impact his shoulder and he turned his head to see Hermione's tangle of bushy-hair and face there. 

She had apparently fallen asleep.

"I should let her get a bit of rest," Lucifer said, while craning his neck to see how far away the school was, "Hermione must have woken up early....."

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