On the way to finding Harry, Ron, and Ginny, Hermione wasn't happy, "Why did you have to do that? I was just asking a legitimate question!"
"That's not the point, bringing it up to the Head Boy and Head Girl wasn't professional. That's more of a question for the Headmaster or Snape," Lucifer said to her, "I know this all way better than you."
"But neither of which will tell me anything," Hermione scoffed, "Snape would sooner do ballet and Dumbledore just doesn't seem up to telling any of us anything at the moment."
"Then I guess you're out of luck," Lucifer shrugged and power walked ahead of her.
"• •" Hermione stared at the back of his head, now more than ever interested to drill into.
She passed Cho, who looked slightly upset. "What do you think is up with her?"
Lucifer looked at Cho just before she disappeared into a compartment, "Well, think about last year."
"Oh... right..." Hermione said sadly.
Cedric Diggory was why Cho looked upset.
They walked quietly, looking in each compartment until they found them, along with Neville and another familiar girl, "About time, oh - hey, Luna," Lucifer said with a wave.
"Hello, Lucifer, Hermione, congrats on becoming Prefects," Luna smiled at them, holding a copy of the Quibbler, seemingly upside down.
Crookshanks jumped up onto Hermione's lap just as the Trolley came by.
Lucifer bought them all things for lunch and a few snacks, making sure to get some Pumpkin Pasties for Hermione to get her in mood.
"Thanks," she said to him.
"So there are two from each House, as expected-" Lucifer started to let them know....
"Please tell me the boy Prefect for Slytherin isn't who I think it is?" Harry asked, cutting him off.
"Malfoy And Parkinson!" Hermione said both Slytherin Prefect's name with venom in her voice, "How that Daddy's bitch and cow got to be Prefect when she's thicker than a concussed Troll is beyond me!"
"Who's Hufflepuff?" Ginny asked.
"Ernie Macmillan and Hannah Abbott," Lucifer said.
"And Ravenclaw is Anthony Goldstein and Padma Patil," Hermione said, trying to get her fuming under control, but it's getting difficult.
"You went to the Yule Ball with Padma, didn't you, Ron?" Luna asked him.
"I did, why?"
"She didn't appreciate it very much, you not asking her to dance. She said the best dance she had the whole night was with Lucifer," Luna said.
"She said that?" Who asked her quite intrigued.
"Oh, yes, she said Parvati was upset about not getting to dance with you," Luna smiled at him.
The look on Hermione's face was missed by everyone, 'Two more...'
"What about you, Luna?" she asked, changing the topic.
"I'd already made plans to go home for the holidays, so I didn't get to enjoy the Ball, but Ginny told me it was wonderful," Luna said, smiling, before bringing the Quibbler magazine back up.
"We're supposed to patrol the corridors every so often," Lucifer said to Harry, Ron, and Neville, "and we can give non-Prefects punishment for misbehaving, you know, taking points off or giving detention."
"We can also block a Fifth Year Prefect's decision if we feel it's unjustified," Hermione said with a satisfactory smirk, knowing that she can block Malfoy's and Parkinson's decision if she thinks it's an abuse of power.
"Anything good in there?" Ron asked Luna idly.
"Of course n-" Hermione was about to say, but she found that her mouth had been covered by Lucifer's hand incredibly quickly.
The rest of what she said was mumbled unintelligibly into his hand as she looked at him.
"I'm sure there are plenty of interesting things written by your father, Luna," Lucifer smiled at her.
Hermione's eyes widened as he removed his hand from her mouth.
Luna was about to say something, but the compartment door opened, and much to everyone's annoyance, it was Draco Malfoy and his cronies.
"What?" Harry asked aggressively, before Malfoy could even open his mouth.
"Manners, Potter, or I'll have to give you a detention," Malfoy said in a drawl.
"No you won't," Hermione said, her nostrils flaring, "I'll just block it for being an unjust punishment. Or did you forget to pay attention in our Prefect briefing?"
Malfoy ignored her and looked at Harry, "Unlike you, Potter, I've been made Prefect, because I can be trusted-"
"Get out!" Hermione yelled, standing up.
Malfoy was about to speak, but one look in Lucifer's direction made him close his mouth and walk away, sneer present on his face.
"Told you, he was a bitch!" She rubbed her nose as if she expected the said result.
About half way through the conversations, Lucifer had instinctively placed his hand on Hermione's thigh.
He didn't mean to, his body just seemed to move on its own accord.
The second his hand hit Hermione's thigh, the bushy-haired girl's face flushed, butterflies erupting in her stomach.
Lucifer had done this many times, but for some reason this had erupted an outburst in Hermione's body.
It only intensified as she felt Lucifer start to rub her skin with the pad of his thumb softly, goosebumps erupting wherever his finger skimmed.
Hermione bit her lip to contain the feeling, but it was no use as the fluttering feeling only increased.
Lucifer was oblivious to the girl next to him, fully focused on the conversation he was having with Harry and Ron at the moment, surprising even himself.
His thumb mindlessly caressed Hermione's clothed thigh, the Gryffindor girl having to take in a sharp breath as she felt the pit of her stomach swarm with tingles.
This went on for a few minutes before Hermione grew eager for her boyfriend's touch, her eyes slightly darker and clouded over with what seemed to be some sort of haze.
Hermione raised her face to Lucifer's ear, her breath fanning it.
Her voice came out somewhat breathless as she spoke softly so that only the two of them could hear.
"Do you want to go check out that Prefect cart now?"
Lucifer turned at Hermione's voice, a smile on his face that faltered as he looked into her eyes.
Lucifer could make out the slightly darker shade of brown in her eyes, her face being a bit paler.
"Are you alright," Lucifer asked back, Hermione only nodding.
He looked at her curiously as Hermione waited for an answer.
They both looked at each other for a moment before Lucifer nodded with a small smile.
Hermione's lips turned upwards into a small smile as the two stood up, she grabbed Lucifer's hand.
"Where are you two going," Ron asked.
"To check out the Prefect train cart," Lucifer answered, Ron's face lighting up a bit.
He stood up as both of them eyed him curiously.
"I'll come with, I want to see the Gryffindor one."
Hermione grew slightly annoyed, wanting only to be with her boyfriend.
She huffed as she narrowed her eyes at Ron.
But Ron fool-mindedly started following them both out of the compartment.
Ron talked about the Holyhead Harpies quidditch team as they made their way to back of the train where the carts were.
Hermione in a daze as she only watched Lucifer's lips move as he made small talks.
The whole way towards the back of the train, she didn't talk, her mind solely focused on pressing her lips to Lucifer's.
The three had arrived at the first Gryffindor Prefect cart, Ron stepping in.
Lucifer was about to when Hermione dragged him back by his hand, Ron looked at the two curiously.
"Aren't you two going to come see it?"
Lucifer was about to answer with a 'yes', but Hermione beat him to it, tugging the boy to the side and away from the compartment.
"Sorry, Weasely. There's something more important that I need Lucifer for!"
Hermione pulled Lucifer away from the compartment and down the narrow aisle of the train cart towards another, Ron's head popping out of the Gryffindor compartment as he looked to the two confused.
"Wait, I'll come with."
"No, you'll stay there!" Hermione yelled back from over her shoulder.
Lucifer's face was stuck in a perplexed expression, slightly concerned with how his girlfriend was acting.
"Um, Herm-"
"Not now."
"But-"
"I said not now," she said, cutting Lucifer off.
Hermione's hand tightly held Lucifer's as she took him to the back of another train cart, the words 'Ravenclaw Prefect' on a slab in gold on the door.
Hermione smiled brightly at the view as she opened the door quickly, dragging Lucifer into the room. As soon as the door closed, she locked it.
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