A moment later, Hermione walked into his room,"Lucifer, did you-" she was about to say, but seeing it in his hand caused her to stop, "You got it!"
Hermione ran up to him, almost toppling him over with her embrace and snogged him right on his lips.
She said between her hungry delightful kisses, "Lucifer! you got Prefect like I did! Oh, I just knew you would!"
The arm not holding the badge went around Hermione's back to hold her up and said, "I'm glad I did, I would've been right furious if it had been anyone else. No guy in Gryffindor starting their fifth year but me deserved to be Prefect."
Harry, Fred, and George came in and saw Hermione peppering Lucifer's face with her lips.
Fred and George started whistling, but Harry who didn't know about sudden gesture, "What's going on?"
"Lucifer got Prefect! Look!" Hermione pointed to his hand and they saw the badge.
"Nice!" Harry said, walking up to him, "Can I get a look at it?"
"Of course," Lucifer said and handed it to Harry as Hermione finally let him go.
"I guess if anyone deserved Prefect, it was definitely Lucifer," Fred said.
"Getting Top Marks in every class like Hermione, who else would've got it?" George asked rhetorically.
Ron also came into the room who seemed less happy about it, but still happy regardless, "Congratulations, mate, really."
Molly appeared at the door, "Ginny said the booklists had come at last - what?" She asked, noticing the atmosphere in the room.
"Lucifer got Prefect, look," George pointed to the badge in Harry's hand, who promptly handed it back to Lucifer to avoid confusion.
Molly, as Lucifer expected, was happy, but not as happy as she would've been had it been Ron. "Oh, how wonderful, Lucifer! How absolutely wonderful!"
She ran up to him and hugged him tightly.
She was happy for him, no doubt, but he still knew she wanted it to be Ron.
Lucifer remembered that Bill, Charlie, and Percy were all Prefects, Fred and George couldn't be bothered with rules, so it was clear that she wanted it to be Ron.
Lucifer would've been quite furious, honestly, if it had been Ron.
As far as he was concerned, he was the least deserving of it. "Oh, this calls for a feast! I'll get started on it immediately!" Molly said and ran from the room.
"I'm going to Apparate to Diagon Alley to get that book about Defense Theory. I already read it summer of last year, but I burned it when I realized how stupid it was. I can buy everyone their required books while I'm there, save everyone time?" Lucifer offered to them.
"All I need is that book too, I bought Grade 5 earlier in the Summer," Hermione said, her face turning a light pink.
"All George and I need are that book and Grade 7," Fred said.
"Which means all Ginny needs is that book and Grade 4?" Harry asked.
"Exactly," George said in confirmation.
"Alright, I'll be back as soon as I can," Lucifer said and he Apparated out of the building.
Hermione was still in glee from the fact she and Lucifer were both Prefects.
She turned to Harry, "Harry?"
"Hm?" He asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"Rowena just came here, but I want to tell my mum that I made Prefect... it's - it's something she can understand, you know?" Hermione didn't understand where her sudden nervousness came from, "I know Mum will be thrilled about it."
"Yeah, no problem," Harry's voice didn't all of a sudden sound like his own, "You can take Hedwig if you want!"
Hermione gave him a sad look, but she said nothing as she exited the room to go to Harry's and Ron's to get Hedwig.
Fred and George apparated out of the room, 'Probably back to their own,' before she left.
Harry and Ron followed her out and to their room, but they didn't follow after she gathered Hedwig and left to go write the letter.
She knew both of them were upset at not getting Prefect, but did they seriously think they'd get it over Lucifer?
'They were fooling themselves if they seriously thought they'd get it over him,' She sat down at the desk in her shared room with Ginny and got to writing.
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Lucifer had returned a while later from Diagon Alley with all of the books in tow.
"Don't pay me back, none of you. Consider this a one time charitable act," he said upon handing everyone their necessary books.
Ron and Harry didn't look that grateful, but Hermione saw them still try to put up a front to hide their contempt for Lucifer for getting Prefect over them.
"We should start packing, you know? Tomorrow is September 1st and all..." Hermione said to them.
"Yeah, you're right," Lucifer said in agreement.
"Should we be careful, George?" Fred asked his brother.
"With these two as Prefects? We probably should," George agreed.
"Are we going to be?" Fred asked.
"Of course not," they said together and apparated up to their rooms.
Hermione looked at Lucifer, but he was just shaking his head.
It took them until about six in the evening to get completely packed and ready for tomorrow, minus Lucifer who always had his stuff in his nearly bottomless pouch.
Lucifer had put his Prefect Badge on the first set of Robes that he was going to be wearing once on the Train, tucked safely in his pouch.
When they went downstairs for dinner, there was a scarlet banner over the heavily laden dinner table, which read
CONGRATULATIONS HERMIONE AND LUCIFER - NEW PREFECTS.
"I thought we'd have a little party to celebrate you both becoming Prefects," Molly said to them. It was obvious she was trying to be fair to them.
Hermione couldn't fault her for that.
Sirius, Lupin, Tonks, and Kingsley were already down in the kitchen and had congratulated them.
Alastor Moody walked in after Lucifer had grabbed himself a Butterbeer, "Alastor, glad to see you again, we are having a little celebration. Lucifer and Hermione got Prefect," Lupin said from his seat at the table.
"Prefect, eh?" Moody asked in his usual grizzled voice.
Lucifer saw Alastor's Magical Eye look at him, and his normal eye must've been looking at Hermione, "Well, congratulations. Authority Figures always attract trouble, but from what Dumbledore has told me about you," he was talking to Lucifer, "being able to not even be affected by the Imperius Curse, you'll make a fine Prefect."
Lucifer couldn't help but smile as he brought the ButterBeer from his lips.
Arthur entered the kitchen not long after with Bill right behind him.
"Well, I think a toast is in order," Sirius said when everyone had a drink in their hands.
He raised his goblet, "To Hermione and Lucifer, the new Gryffindor Prefects!"
Neither of them hid behind modesty if the looks on their faces were anything to go by.
"I was never a prefect myself," Tonks said as everyone made to get some food.
She was wearing her hair a tomato red and it was halfway down her back, "Professor Sprout, Hufflepuff Head of House, said I lacked certain necessary qualities."
"Like what?" Ginny asked.
"Like the ability to behave myself," Tonks said, smirking.
Ginny began to laugh, but Hermione didn't know if she should laugh or not, so she resolved to get a large gulp of butterbeer, much to her regret as she began to choke.
She was glad when Lucifer began hitting her upper back, it helped her to stop coughing.
"What about you, Sirius?" Ginny asked him.
Sirius began to laugh as well, "Oh, no one would've ever made me a prefect. I spent too much time in detention with James. Lupin was the good boy, he got the Badge."
"I think Dumbledore might've hoped that I would be able to exercise some control over my best friends," Lupin said, "I need scarcely say I failed dismally."
Hermione noticed that at least Harry's mood improved some upon hearing that his dad was never Prefect.
Ron still seemed inconsolable, but a package suddenly arrived through the window.
"What's this?" Ron asked as it landed in front of him, the delivery owls leaving as quickly as they came.
"Obviously a Broomstick," Ginny said in a droll tone.
Ron immediately tore into the wrapping, "It's a Cleansweep!" His entire demeanor changed as he read the tag around the tail end of the broomstick.
"To Ronald Weasley, I hope you enjoy your new broom... who did this?" Ron looked around the table, but no one's face gave even a hint at getting it for him.
His eyes lingered on Lucifer, but Ron never was good at seeing through a façade much less his.
"Well, go put it in your room then hurry back to eat," Molly said.
Once Ron left, she looked at her husband, "You don't think Dumbledore would've...?"
"I doubt it... but anything's possible," Arthur said, taking a drink from his Goblet.
Hermione turned to Lucifer and whispered, "Did you?"
"I don't know what you're talking about," Lucifer said and took a bite of turkey and mashed potatoes.
Hermione looked at him, knowing it was him, but even if she asked Sirius to poke into his mind, Lucifer was a natural Occlumens, there was no getting into his mind, no matter how hard someone tried.
She looked at him and smiled, "That was kind of you," she whispered.
He gave no acknowledgement of her saying anything, but all the same, Hermione was proud of him.
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