In a space of only white, a man was staring at a swirling portal while it was closing. The man, if it even was one, was grinning from ear to ear in sadistic pleasure over having successfully lured the latest of many victims in his trap. After all, what better way to find joy in his latest task than by fucking everything over.
"Why do you have to do this" a melodic voice that any singer would die for comes from behind. Anyone else would have been overjoyed to even be close to the origin such a pleasant, soothing sound. Him? He was simply annoyed.
"It's not about having g to, it's about wanting to, and to that Isay: why would I not" answered the man in a now much, much darker and sinister voice than the one he used to talk to his prey, as he turns around to see his visitor. "And besides, what did you expect exactly when you put a demon, the king of hell personally, on a task like this"
The visitor, a beautiful woman with long, blond hair, a dress whiter than even the space around them, and two pairs of beautiful whings giving off an aura like the golden rays of light on a clear spring morning simply frowned, "you killed him" she said accusingly
"I did no such thing" the demon said in an almost hurt sounding voice "I simply replaced his body, soul, Memorys and personality with that of his chosen character. To which he personally agreed,and thus to enact I have every right" he says as a large tome 'Rules and Guidelines' written in gold on the cover appears before him
"You do not have the authority to take his memories from his original life, only the archangels are allowed to sign off on that, you-" she gets interrupted when the demon places a finger on her Lipps
"Read it yourself, you will find I broke not a single one of your precious little rules" a smug and challenging smile on him while he hands the tome to the woman
"It is true that I am only allowed to take memories of the universe he will get sent to, but since Harry Potter plays in an alternative version of the same world he lived in, all knowledge and memories of his original life can be classified as future knowledge of the HP World. And thus, I have every right to take it" His smile only grows as he watches the woman desperately searching for a flaw in his words, for some rule in the tome that would prove her right. She will not find any.
"Now, don't you have a job to do yourself, perhaps something like working on a mountain of paperwork that no doubt appeared after a demon used yet another loophole to end his assigned protege"
The woman was now getting visibly destressed "But... But this isn't how it's supposed to go, the reincarnation department is supposed to give mortals another chance at life, a chance to do better, to be something better." she threw the tome aside and held the man's hands in a pleading manner
"weren't you yourself once in their situation, that's why the higher ups have you this position for the heaven- hell diplomatic exchange program, because you would understand them, know how it feels. How can you, despite all that, do something this cruel to them. You are taking their second chance, their opportunity for a better future"
Laughing, first slow, little more than a silent chuckle, then louder until its revibrating through the entirety of the infinite space of white "that's why you Angels could never understand us demons" he spoke "we do not feel such things as compassion, if anything, understanding their situation, their pain better makes it just that much more enticing to cause them as much of it as possible"
With those words and laughing loudly he turns his back to the angel and looks at his next Vict-, ehem, Protege
"At least promise you will not harm this one"
"Naturally" nodded the demon, already thinking how best to lure the man into a small but oh so treacherous little loophole in the angels' precious rules, a sharp toothed grinn once more on his face "I give you my word"