Both Harry and Ron walked into the Great Hall the next morning for breakfast only to find Malfoy entertaining a group of Slytherins.
They soon noticed what was so funny; Malfoy was doing an impression of Harry passing out on the train.
"Where's Lucifer?" Ron sighed. "He could knock some sense into Malfoy for us."
"He stayed up in the common room with Hermione," Harry answered, for him, "Said he'd be down in a minute, but I think they just wanted some alone time."
"Ugh...Those two just can't keep their hands off each other." Ron said, with a grumpy look, "Her head was almost never off him."
But Harry said cooly, "Guess it's just cause they're such good friends."
"I dunno," Ron said, suspiciously looking back towards the Entrance, "Seems like there's something more goi-"
"Hey Potter! Potter!" Malfoy called across the tables. "The Dementors are coming, Potter!" He dramatically fell into Pansy Parkinson's arms, with the back of his hand pressed against his forehead.
Harry frowned and pushed his way past a couple of fourth years to get to an open seat next to George Weasley.
"New third year timetables," George said as he handed them over. "Where's Lucifer and Hermione? No... wait... let me guess. They've found a broom closet? I'm honestly surprised the Daily Prophet hasn't announced their relationship to the world yet."
Harry just ignored him and stared down at his timetable, barely taking any of it in.
"What's up with you, Harry?" George asked after waving his hand in front of his face.
"Malfoy," Ron answered for him. They all looked over at the Slytherin table just in time to see another impression of Harry's unfortunate accident.
"That little git. He wasn't so corky last night when the Dementors were down our end of the train. Came running into our compartment, didn't he, Fred?"
"Nearly wet himself," Fred said, now fake tears of joy being rubbed from his eyes.
"I wasn't too happy myself. They're horrible things, those Dementors..."
"Sort of freeze your insides, don't they?"
"You didn't pass out though, did you?" Harry asked despondently.
"Just forget it Harry." George advised, with a look from above, "Dad had to go out to Azkaban one time, rememeber Fred? And he said it was the worst place he'd ever been. He came back all weak and shaking... They suck the happiness out of a place, Dementors. Most of the prisoners go mad there."
"Anyway, we'll see how happy Malfoy looks after our first Quidditch match,"
Fred said with a smirk on his face, "Gryffindor versus Slytherin, first game of the season. Where's Lucifer?"
"Broom cupboard." George answered.
"Actually... he's right behind you." Lucifer said, speaking in the third person.
He had his hand connected to Hermione's, whose face was completely red while she looked at her boyfriend lovingly, "We were before though. She was really hungry for some mea-"
Hermione bashed him over the head with one of her books.
"Ow, No violence!" Lucifer made a cross with both of his second fingers at her, his face looked quite in pain.
She wisely ignored him, moving to her seat, dragging the pouting boy along with her.
They sat down in their regular seats and were handed their timetables by George, "Congratulations, everyone is known for years that you two would get together!" he cheered a little.
Fred also came over, "Yep, it was just the matter of when either of the two of you would ask the other out!"
George asked with eyes sparkling, "Then, who tied the knot?"
"Yeah, don't keep us in suspense. Was it you, Hermione?" Fred thought his chances were pretty good, seeing the red mark on the boy's neck.
It looked painful to be honest, like the girl was just eating her food or something.
"Mm? How did you know?" Hermione asked, raising her eyebrows, now looking up from the timetable.
George groaned and reached into his pocket, slapping 5 sickles into Fred's outstretched hand.
"Of course, you'd bet on us," Lucifer shook his head, not even finding it surprised anymore.
"Yeah," Hermione said, looking unsure but pleased.
"Hermione," Fred said, looking mock outraged, "Do you really think we'd do something so serious as congratulate you and not be wholeheartedly genuine?"
But, Hermione, sitting beside Lucifer, was now again examining their new timetables, "Oh, good, we're starting some new subjects today!" she said happily.
"Are we?" Lucifer asked, looking at his own, "indeed we are."
Ron who was getting annoyed, snatched their timetables from across the table from them when they were busy taking bites of their food, "Hermione... Lucifer..."
"Give those back, Ronald!" Hermione said, trying to reach over and get them back.
"They've messed up your timetables. Look-" he pointed out an inconsistency, "-they've got you both down for about... Ten subjects a day. There isn't enough time."
"We'll manage. We've fixed it all with Professor McGonagall," Hermione said in between grunts, still trying to get them back.
"But look," Ron still held them out of reach, and laughed as he did, "see this morning? Nine o'clock, Divination. And underneath, Nine o'clock, Muggle Studies. And-"
Ron leaned into the paper closer to confirm he wasn't seeing things, "-look, underneath that, Arithmancy, nine o'clock. I mean, I know you both are good, but no one's that good. How are you supposed to be in three classes at once?"
"Don't be silly!" Hermione said shortly, still trying to get their timetables.
Ron suddenly had his hands forced open and the papers flew towards Hermione.
She grabbed them and sat Lucifer's down in front of him, kissing his hair as she did.
"Of course we won't be in three classes at once," Lucifer said, looking like he did nothing wrong, "That's impossible, Weasely."
He really said the truth, because he would be using a device to go back in time.
"Well then-"
"Can you pass the marmalade, Harry?" Hermione said, not wanting to talk with him.
"But-"
"Weasely, what's it to you if our schedules are a bit full?" Now, it was Lucifer, who snapped at him, "Hermione told you, we've got it fixed with McGonagall!"
Just then, Hagrid entered the Great Hall.
He was wearing his long moleskin overcoat and was absent-mindedly swinging a dead polecat from one enormous hand.
"All righ"?" He asked eagerly, pausing on his way to the staff table, "Yer in my firs' ever lesson! Right after lunch! Bin up since five gettin' everythin' ready... hope it's OK... me, a teacher... hones'ly..."
He grinned broadly at them and headed off to the staff table, still swinging the polecat.
"Wonder what he's been getting ready?" Ron asked, a note of anxiety in his voice.
"Knowing Hagrid, probably something dangerous," Lucifer said, not really surprised.
After another twenty minutes, the Great Hall started to empty as people went to their first lessons.
Ron looked at his timetable, "We'd better get going... look, Divination is in the North Tower, at the Top . It'll take us ten minutes to get there."
"Is it bad that I'm excited to use the time-turner?" Hermione whispered as she finished her breakfast hastily,
Lucifer shook his head, "I am too," she nodded excitedly, interwining both of their hands while standing up, and wishing goodbye to the Twins.
As they passed the Slytherin table, Malfoy did another fainting fit and roars of laughter followed Harry out of the Great Hall.
The journey through the Castle to the North Tower was a long one, but not a bad one, at least not to Lucifer.
Two years, however, was not enough to teach them everything about Hogwarts, and they had never been in the North Tower before.
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