Harry Potter: S*x Oriented Hogwarts

The next morning, Lucifer was rubbing his eyes as he sat up in his bed at 6:30 in the morning.

He looked around at the other five boys, all soundly asleep in their beds.

Lucifer, just wanted to throw all of them from the astronomy tower naked!

They had kept him awake until late at night, talking about how Harry and Ron had arrived at Hogwarts in a Flying Car, rather loudly.

Ron explained....they had apparently been seen by a few Muggles that the Ministry had to Obliviate.

Lucifer didn't know how much sleep he'd actually gotten, but he felt tired.

He went into the bathroom their dorm room had and saw just how tired he was.

Dark circles plagued his eyes, and it's only because of Ron that he woke up when Hermione.....yeah.

Lucifer just sighed and got dressed, going down to the Common Room, finding no one down there.

He was surprised he didn't see Hermione like promised, she was usually up bright and early on the first day, he remembered her saying that for every year in Primary School, she was always up extra early on the First Day, and last year on September 2nd, she was also up pretty early.

It was almost Seven when she made it down, "Late morning?" He asked her, raising his eyebrows a bit.

"A little bit, my hair was being unruly, even with Magic, so I had to painstakingly brush it for the past twenty minutes, I've been up since 6:30," Hermione said to him, sitting down beside him, "You look tired, did you....uh, not sleep well?" She's feeling a little nervous to ask this.

"It wasn't until sometime before 11 when I fell asleep..." Lucifer said,  recounting last night and this morning when he woke up at 6:30 himself.

'It's okay.....'

“Those idiots!” she said with a sigh.

"Next time they are up at Eleven still talking, I'm coming down here to the Common Room to sleep. It can't be worse than with those five loud mouthed morons," Lucifer said, closing his eyes as he leaned back into the couch.

It was so soft, he could almost fall back asleep.

"Well, the Great Hall will be open now for Breakfast, let's go and eat, maybe that will wake you up?" Hermione said, standing up and holding her hand out.

He grabbed it and stood up, doing most of the work because, Lucifer knew Hermione wasn't that physically capable of pulling him up, "I think the only thing that will wake me up is cold water splashed onto my face. You go on ahead, I'll meet you down in a little bit," he said and walked up the staircase back to his dorm and glared at all of these children before walking into the bathroom again and splashing cold water onto his face.

Sure enough, the shock from the cold got his senses going, but Lucifer still felt drowsy.

He'd just have to suffer for now.

He walked out of there and back down to the Common Room to leave Gryffindor Tower.

Lucifer made his way down to the Great Hall and saw only a few people in there aside from Hermione, who was......

“I'm sure it won't be that bad, Hermione....”

Thud, thud, thud

“Don't you think you're overreacting a bit?”

Thud, thud, thud

“Hit your head against the table again and I will freeze you until the end of the day.”

“Well that's just rude,” said Hermione looking into Lucifer's face.

They were sitting at the Gryffindor table for breakfast and just before Lucifer entered the Hall, Professor McGonagall was handing out their timetables.

Hermione had taken one look at hers and had immediately seen they had Defence Against the Dark Arts that afternoon.

The moment she had, the table and her forehead had begun to get  well-acquainted.

“Now, you are just giving up without the benefit of doubt,” Lucifer said, sliding a bowl of cereal under where Hermione'd just been hitting her head so she wouldn't do it again.

“I did try to ask him a question in Flourish and Blotts, but Lockhart just proved he was a waste of space!”

“Now, you are just straight up lyin-”

“I was about to! But, all he did was sign books and show off with Harry!”

“That's enough, calm down or I'll have to punish you.....” Lucifer said, while glaring at the girl, who stayed quiet after hearing this.

“P-punish....why?”

But, Lucifer just looked at her empty plate, and then his bowl of cereal, she hadn't eaten anything yet.

It's not the first time, Hermione did this....“You haven't eaten again,” he said, looking very serious.

“××××” Hermione....“I don't like this food,” She said in a low voice, moving the bowl of cereal away from her.

Only, for Lucifer to push it back.

“But, Hermione it's important that you eat this....Can't always just wait until late......” Lucifer stopped his dialogue in the middle, taking the girl's face with his hands.

“No, I don't wanna!” She said, while pouting, and then looking away.

“Aren't you the one, who talked about eating breakfast, just a whi-”

“I said that for you, not m- Hey, what are you doing Mmhh?!” Hermione yelped, loudly, when she saw Lucifer putting the spoon in front of her mouth so that, she could eat it.

But, then Hermione just closed her mouth and refused.

“Open up” Lucifer said with a gentle tone.

The bushy-haired girl just shook her head again, in denial.

“Open it and I'll give you a prize” Then, he even smiled at her.

Hermione thought about it for a few seconds and opened her mouth.

Lucifer put the spoon inside, and she ate the cereal, who then felt the boy kiss her on the cheek, making her face go scarlet, flushing in embarrassment.

Hermione even wanted to fan herself,  she's feeling a little too hot in the morning, not knowing the reason.

Only at this point, Harry and Ron showed up to Breakfast, with the other three Gryffindor Second Year Boys trickling in, and Lucifer glared at every single one of them, "Morning," he said to them as they sat down across from him and Hermione, not sparing them a second glance.

"What's his problem?" Ron asked Hermione, who now seemed very eager to finish her bowl.

"You five kept him awake till 11, causing him to not be well-rested. I'm rather angry with both of you two at the moment!” she said, while her right hand was busy, filling up a jug with Milk.

Ron didn't understand what she is on about, now.

But, Neville from a few feet away tried to lighten the mood, "Mail's due any minute - I think Gran's sending a few things I forgot."

That was a true statement. Neville was horribly forgetful, and also quite accident prone.

The late arrivals had all just started eating when the mail Owls did indeed arrive, circling the Great Hall and dropping off letters and packages into the chattering crowd.

Harry caught sight of something small and gray falling out of the air. It bounced off of Neville's head, and because of his quick reflexes, caught it out of the air before it hit Hermione's milk jug, "It's an Owl with a red envelope."

"Errol!?" Ron said loudly as Harry gently laid the owl on the table. He seemed to be exhausted, his little chest was rising and receding at a rapid pace.

"Oh no..."

"What is it?" Harry asked him.

"My mum..." Ron seemed hesitant to speak, "Sh- She sent me a Howler..."

"A Howler?" Now, even Lucifer looked up at Ron, "Now I'm curious what it is," he said with a smirk, resting an elbow on the table and his chin in the palm of his hand, “Open it."

Ron was violently shaking his head, "You'd better open it, Ron," Neville said in a timid whisper, "It'll be much, much worse if you don't. My gran sent me a Howler once, and I chose to ignore it and-" Neville visibly gulped, "-it was horrible," he said with a shudder as he remembered the bad memory.

The red letter began to smoke, “Hurry up, Weasely, I want to see what it does," Lucifer was still smirking.

“Yeah, open that howler Weasely. I also want to know!" Even Malfoy encouraged Ron from the Slytherin's table.

Ron outstretched a hand and took it from Errol's beak. He opened it and Neville quickly plugged his ears, Lucifer immediately knew why....

“RONALD WEASLEY! HOW DARE YOU STEAL THAT CAR!! WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN SURPRISED IF THEY HAD EXPELLED YOU! YOU WAIT UNTIL I GET A HOLD OF YOU! I DON'T SUPPOSE YOU STOPPED TO THINK WHAT YOUR FATHER AND I WENT THROUGH WHEN WE SAW IT WAS GONE!?"

Ron was visibly shrinking in his seat, trying to make himself as small as possible; other House students were looking this way to see who received the Howler. "THE LETTER I RECEIVED FROM DUMBLEDORE LAST NIGHT, I THOUGHT YOUR FATHER WOULD DIE OF SHAME! WE DIDN'T BRING YOU UP TO BEHAVE LIKE THIS! YOU AND HARRY BOTH COULD'VE DIED!"

Lucifer looked over and saw that Harry was trying to ignore the obnoxiously loud voice of Mrs. Weasley, that was right beside him, "I AM ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTED! YOUR FATHER IS FACING AN INQUIRY AT WORK AND IT'S ENTIRELY YOUR FAULT! IF YOU PUT ANOTHER TOE OUT OF LINE, WE'LL BRING YOU STRAIGHT HOME WITHOUT A SECOND THOUGHT!"

Mrs. Weasley's voice suddenly went calm and gentle, "And Ginny, dear congratulations on making Gryffindor, your Father and I are so proud of you!”

Ginny looked up and went a little red before going back to writing in what looked like a Diary.

The letter then suddenly burst into flames and curled into ashes.

A raucous laughter was heard for a minute afterwards, Lucifer being among them.

But, Hermione was pretty cool, just gulped down her milk, and looked down at Ron from across the table, "Well, I don't know what you expected, Ronald, but you-"

"Don't tell me I deserved it!" Ron snapped at her, sitting back up.

"Well guess what, you deserved it, you arsehole!” Then Hermione was also quite loud, her fuse is already very short, challenging Ron to continue with that tone of voice towards her.

Ron just looked away, reading his schedule, they had Double Herbology with the Hufflepuffs first thing.