Chapter 2 and holy son of a door knob! This story exploded!

Usually when one wakes up in a strange place after being hit by anything their first reaction would be one of panic and/or fear but for Harry it was pleasing as he felt no pain that he usually felt on a daily basis, though he was curious as to how he got there.

The room he was in looked like modern an office with a large desk and chair with a bookcase filled with title-less books and even a fern in the corner but the strange thing about the room was it was a pearl white with nothing in the room casting a shadow.

"Were am I?" He wondered out loud to anyone who would listen/was listening.

"You are in a space created for meetings like this, where us deities can meet with mortals when required." Came a disembodied voice that made shivers run down his spine for reasons unknown.

"Who are you?"

"I am Death Incarnate." Said the voice again before a shadow appeared in the that formed into a slightly feminine looking person sitting in the chair holding a box wielding a scythe wearing a blood red cloak but instead of a face, Harry could only see shadows.

"So I'm dead?" Harry asked only now noticing he was wearing a white toga which looked Roman by design.

"Not yet, a soul must pass on but you have a choice as your body was a Horcrux meaning a part of a soul was stored in it and the soul stored in you is passing on," Death began placing the box on the desk while waving a petite hand over it, vanishing it leaving a deformed baby on the desk, "but you may go back to your body if you wish." Death finished waving a hand again making a door appear.

"And is I don't want to pass on?" Harry asked quietly making Death let out a terrifying laugh.

"Then the entire world suffers starting with your bond mates." Death said making a vision of Hermione and another girl, no women he had no knowledge of enter his mind, "of course the choice is yours: You or the World." Death finished casually pointing to two doors that appeared behind Harry with 'Return' and 'Pass On' on each.

"Well, I guess there's not much of a choice..." Harry said resigned as he walked over to the door that said 'Return' before being stopped by a pair of women one wearing a black robe that covered her modestly and had short black hair while wearing a scowl that reminded Harry of Professor McGonagall while the other was wearing a robe that didn't leave much to the imagination and had long blue hair while wearing a triumphant grin.

"Yes! I'm glad I found you before you left!" The scantly dressed one yelled jumping on Harry and giving him a kiss that showed her to have years of experience in kissing while leaving Harry without the ability to think.

"Ah, what?" Harry tried currently unable to form coherent thought.

"Look what you did. You broke him." The one in in black said still wearing the scowl.

"Heh heh heh, I leave him with you two." Death said vanishing in a puff of black smoke.

"Let me introduce myself, I am Love Incarnate but you may call me Amy and the women wearing the dirty look over there if Fate Incarnate. I call her Grumpy." 'Amy' said still holding onto Harry with a grin.

"Um, why does she look like she wants to kill me... Can I even die in this space?" Harry asked slightly afraid of what Fate/'Grumpy' wanted to do to him.

"You messed up all my plans by getting together with that!-" Fate started but was silenced by some unseen force that seemed to annoy her even more while making 'Amy' grin even more.

"Harry my friend, thank you for following the path I set for you rather than the shitty one she set for you." 'Amy' said petting him on the back before whispering to him, "be careful with them, a Veela and a Demon are wild in the sack."

"Wha-" He started before being surrounded in a white light and suddenly finding himself facing an angelic face that seemed to be crying.

Much Earlier

Seeing Harry get hit by the dark curse and falling to the ground very much lifeless snapped something inside Hermione, almost as if a dam inside her broke violently filling her with an angry energy.

She let out an inhuman roar that seemed to stop all movement around her making some cower in fear while making others start to run with new vigour.

Then the changes happened.

Before Hermione could do anything she felt a massive pain run through her as if her entire body was falling apart and being reassembled cell by cell.

The pain lasted an eternity to her but to the world around her it was less than ten seconds and when the pain did stop for her something new flooded her. It was the desire to rip those pathetic mortals limb from limb for attacking her bond-mate!

Letting out another inhuman roar she jumped at the one who killed Harry and proceeded to hit him with all her might and if she had been in her right mind and not filled with anger she would have noticed that she had killed him with the first punch and all the following punches were just turning his torso to mush.

Also if she was in her right mind she would have noticed how everyone around her were no longer in fear of the cloaked men attacking but scared of her and the cloaked men were throwing curses at her that were having no effect.

Eventually one of the curses hit her in the cheek cutting her slightly causing her rage to switch from the one who killed her bond-mate and to the ones who were trying to hurt her.

When she pounced onto one of the cloaked men who let out a very less then manly scream as his head was removed from his shoulders with one kick, that broke most of the cloaked men out of their stupor and start to run from the girl who managed to destroy two of their senior members while taking curses like they were stinging hexes.

"Fall back!" One of the cloaked men called pulling out a coin and saying a phrase causing most of the cloaked men to vanish leaving some of the newer members to fend for them selves.

Upon seeing most of the cloaked men run Hermione let out another roar and jumped on anyone she saw who was wearing the garbs of the one who killed her bond-mate making the ones left behind regret joining the Death Eaters.

When the last Death Eater had fallen by Hermione's hand she noticed that everyone had run from the camp grounds except for one kneeling over the body of her bond-mate and another standing on the highest point yelling out an unfamiliar spell that summoned the clouds in the area and form the shape of a skull and snake.

But to her that was irreverent a more immediate concern to her was who was the person standing over her bond-mates body.

She let out a growl while walking over to his broken from that was bleeding heavily from his lower torso and had black goo flowing from his lighting bolt scar.

"Pleze don't 'urt me." The girl said crying holding Harry's body.

Hermione let out another growl as it seemed to be the only thing she could do at this point.

"Do you speak French?" The girl asked in French which seemed to bring Hermione down slightly so she could at least reply.

"Yes, I speak French." Hermione said falling to her knees next to Harry and breaking down sobbing.

"Do you know who this is?" The girl asked placing a hand on Harry's cheek.

"This is my boyfriend Harry Potter." Hermione started looking at his peaceful face with tears falling down her face, "who are you?"

"I am Fleur Delacour." Fleur said letting tears fall down her angelic face.

"How do you know Harry?" Hermione asked grabbing Harry's cold hand.

"I believe him to be my bond-mate." Fleur said looking at Harry's face with mixed emotion, the most noticeable one being love.

"What?" Hermione started before feeling the hairs on the back of her neck stand up as something if something familiar was approaching her.

"It seems both of you bond-mate has befallen a terrible fate." Came a soft yet powerful voice that both heard and seemed to understand perfectly.

"Who are you?" Hermione asked looking at the young women who looked no older then twenty and yet seemed older then even Dumbledore.

"Come now Hermione, you don't remember your own grandmother?" The women said holding out a hand to Hermione in a seemingly comforting manor.

"My grandmother is dead. She died when I was a baby." Hermione said with anger, the feeling from earlier slowly returning.

"True she did die. The persona of your grandmother died, but not the person she is." The women said walking closer to Hermione and Fleur who had taken up defence stances.

"That doesn't even make sense!" Hermione said making the women chuckle.

"Think, she 'died' was there a body? Did you see the body in the funeral, a lovely funeral I must say." The women said taking another step towards Hermione who let out a growl to the shock of Fleur.

"It was closed casket from what my mother said!" Hermione said jumping from her place next to Harry and attempted to attack the women who did something that shocked Fleur after seeing Hermione's recent attack.

She caught Hermione mid attack and slapped something to her chest bringing her down in one move and let out a sigh.

"The youth thinking they are better then their elders..." The women said as Hermione fell into her arms unconscious, "will you be a problem young one?" She added looking at Fleur who was holding Harry's body.

"No ma'am." Fleur said in French which the women seemed to understand.

"Good, please take my hand and hold onto the body of your bond-mate." The women said holding out a large stick that glowed slightly showing it to be a port-key.

"Why?" Fleur asked still crying.

"Because he may not be dead yet and if you don't come with me, he will die from blood loss or the curse still within his body." She said pointing the stick at the still bleeding wound on his lower torso.

"Who are you?"

"You may call me Lilith, now let us return to my house in France." Lilith said as Fleur grasped the stick then suddenly feeling the pulling feeling behind her naval that port-keys entailed.

Upon landing Fleur was met by a creature that resembled a lower imp but was wearing a classy suit.

"Fix up the ritual chamber and pass Fleur here the required robes." Lilith said levitating the body of Harry who had stopped bleeding more than likely from complete blood loss and was now even more than a quad-century vampire.

"It shall be done mistress." The imp said vanishing like a house elf would and quickly re-appearing with a very skimpy bra and panty combo that Lilith may have well as asked her to be naked.

"Why do I have to wear this?" Fleur asked looking at the skimpy 'clothing' she had been given that would barely cover her nipples and her womanhood.

"They are required for the ritual to save your bond-mate." The imp said before vanishing again leaving Fleur in the main hall of this place that was supposedly in France that was owned by the 'grandmother' of the girlfriend of her bond-mate who was dead but may not be and was required to wear next to nothing for said ritual.

She had nothing to lose but everything to gain so got changed.

When Lilith re-entered the main hall she saw Fleur wearing the required clothes and rather than fully acknowledge her just made a hand motion for Fleur to follow her, which she did.

Lilith lead her outside where it seemed to be raining and Fleur couldn't help but notice how it seemed to be warm rather then icy like the heavy rain would suggest.

"How is it warm like this?" Fleur asked trying to cover herself when Lilith made to look at her.

"Magic, now we must hurry if you want Harry to survive." Lilith said walking over to a room that was covered in strange runes of all different runic languages and many others she didn't recognise.

"I shall be conducting a ritual that will allow for your Veela bond to form with Harry, then allow for the Demonic bond between Harry and Hermione here." Lilith said pointing to the sleeping form of Hermione who was garbed similar to Fleur.

"If I may ask, why is this necessary?" Fleur asked looking at the complex runes and line covering the ground.

"The curse he was hit with is a variant of the cutting curse that corrupts the body so that even if they survive the attack and return from the dead the body will kill them again." Lilith began while removing her robes so she was wearing the same as Fleur and Hermione, "the ritual I am going to conduct will make the bond between you two so the bond between him and Hermione may happen." She finished pointing to a place where she wanted Fleur to lay down.

"Why must I worry about some little girl?" Fleur said sounding slightly arrogant.

"Because Harry will need both of you to face the coming darkness, now be silent while I work. I will explain it when they are among us." Lilith said taking her place between two candles that seemed to make everything fall still before Fleur passed out.

When she opened her eyes again she found herself to be in a white room devoid of anything except a bed with a boy laying on it.

'It must be Harry!' Fleur thought running over to the bed where she saw Harry indeed laying on it looking peaceful making her wish she didn't have to wake him and let some tears flow down her cheeks.

She was taken from her thoughts when he began to rouse and meet her eyes with his striking green ones.

"Ugh, I feel like I've been hit by a dozen bludgers and thrown from my broom..." He groaned while Fleur gently placed a hand on his cheek in a loving way, "hey why the tears?"

"Thank Merlin you are alive!" She said in perfect English to her own shock, but it didn't matter her bond-mate was alive!

"What do you mean... Oh right I died didn't I?" Harry said slightly dejected as if he wanted to be dead, "now tell me who are you?"

"Oh! Sorry, my name is Fleur Delacour," she hesitated the next bit but forced herself to say it, "your bond-mate."

"What do you mean 'bond-mate'?" He tried but was stopped when he spied a newcomer to where ever they were.

"There is no time to explain now, you must accept the bond or else you will die again." The women who Fleur knew to be Lilith said with some urgency, "I will explain later but you must let her love you and accept it yourself."

"What?" He tried but was again cut off by Fleur who kissed him deeply with love shown in the kiss.

After Harry got over the shock of being kissed by the second most beautiful women he had ever seen -Hermione taking number 1- he started to reply moving his mouth in sync with with hers and unknown to both of them a golden glow surrounding them.

"That was... Wow." Harry breathed holding onto Fleur like his life depended on it.

"Perfect, now the ritual can continue." The women -who Harry now knew to be Lilith somehow- said waving her hand once making the world around them change into a room similar to the one Harry awoke in except it was completely black with the bed.

"Hermione!" Harry yelled running from Fleur's arms and to Hermione where he pulled her into a tight hug.

She began to rouse and when she regained enough ability to think she captured his lips in a similar kiss to the one he just had with Fleur with a similar light show.

"Harry, oh Merlin I saw you dead in my arms..." She began as she began to cry in his arms while Fleur just watched from the side.

"Shhhh, don't worry, I'm fine." He whispered to her along with other calming things, neither noticing Lilith had appeared again.

"As touching as this is, it is very draining on magic and we need to return to our corporeal bodies so I can explain what is happening." Lilith said vanishing again while everything seemed to darken and they fell into darkness again.

When the trio awoke again the first thing they noticed how they seemed to be flush up against each other with Hermione holding onto his front and Fleur holding onto his back, this of course made the trio blush then when they realised when they were wearing made them literally jump from the 'bed' they were on.

"Welcome back to the land of the Living Harry." Lilith said after watching their awakening with interest.

"I guess that is an appropriate welcoming considering I was dead earlier, now please tell me who the hell are you Lilith..." She seemed to wait a moment for that statement to sink in, "and how the hell do I know your name?!"

"Simply put, I am the Demon Lilith as in the Demon from legend, but also the grandmother of Hermione here and as for how I know your name... That is simple, it is because your bond-mates know it." Lilith said casually while the trio of teens just sat/stood there in shock.

"I take by your silence you are having a hard time going through the information I just gave you?" She only got three nods in response, "then a deeper explanation is required but first Max, prepare a dinner for four." She said to no-one the trio easily thought but when food and a table appeared in front of them they were able to slightly figure out there must be some kind of magic servants around.

After a long and silent meal where Harry ate very well for the first time in his life -even better then at Hogwarts where Ron ate nearly everything before the meals even began- the trio and Lilith retired to a very well furnished den like area that had two seats, one which Lilith took while Harry was forced into the other with one of the girls on either arm rest.

"I take it you have questions, so I will do my best to answer them." Lilith said summoning a bottle of what smelt like firewhiskey but when the trio each took a sip from the glasses they were given found it to be much stronger then anything they had ever drunk.

"First question, what did you mean by Demon?" This was asked by Harry simply because Hermione was still spluttering from her sip of the drink and Fleur was too busy helping the poor girl to ask anything.

"I mean what I said, I am a Demon from the eighth ring of 'Hell' as you call it which I will explain later." Lilith said clearly proud of it.

"But from what I had learnt in class Demons can't leave hell unless summoned?" Fleur asked ignoring the look from Hermione.

"Yes that is true but there is a loop hole in it, in that if a Demon is summoned and the Demon has a child with a mortal on that plane they are summoned to they may return or leave when ever they wish and along with any children they have in the future."

"I suppose that makes sense... Second question, explain how you are my grandmother." Hermione demanded.

"Well dear, that wasn't a question but I will still explain. I met your grandfather many years ago and had a thing with him, but with him being mortal I had to pretend to be mortal for appearances so when he died, the persona of 'Grandma Granger' had to die. I am still you biological grandmother but not the women who you considered to be your grandmother."

Before Hermione could continue Fleur cut in asking how she was speaking English.

"That is quite simple dear, you learnt it through your bond with Harry and Hermione here and I'm sure that if they wanted they could switch to French is they tried." This left Fleur contemplative like Hermione and left the next question open to Harry.

"What is this whole thing about 'bonds' you keep speaking of?" He asked unknowingly placing an arm around each of the girls waists while they snuggled to get closer to him.

"That requires much more explanation but simply Fleur's Veela magic chose you to be her 'perfect other half' as most Veela would describe these magical bondings while Hermione's Demonic magic chose you to be her 'perfect mate' as a Demon would describe it."

"But that doesn't explain that ritual you put us through or how it returned me from the dead."

"Heh, Hermione he is indeed a keeper. Since both bonds are created with literally opposite magics -Demonic and Angelic- they both could not exist together, couple that with the curse damage still done to your body something had to be done. The bond with Fleur was established to heal the wounds of the dark magic still inside it and the bond with Hermione to change your body to that of a Pureblood Demon." Lilith said pouring out another glass of the powerful drink and levitating it over to Harry who downed it in one go.

"Please explain each part of that statement slowly, I think I am getting a headache." Harry said removing his arms from the girls -much to their dismay- and began rubbing temples to sooth his headache.

"Well that is to be expected while the bonds stabilise, you also still have to under go your first transformation... Lots to do, little time to do it in!" Lilith said explaining each part of her little speech going over some history of Veela and Demon as well.

She went over how Veela were descendants of Angels who breed with humans for centuries after the last war with the Demons till they became the Veela they are today.

She also went over what the bonds were and what they entailed making it clear to all three that this has only ever happened once before in history when a Demon and Angel fell in love and had to use a human as a medium for their connection to work and how the three fell in love together.

She went over the nature of each bond starting with the Veela 'love bond' that could only be forged if their magic chose a companion for them or the magics of two who were in love would connect to each other allowing them to know everything about each other through the bond-mates memories of each other and eventually do a whole host of things like commune with it or track each other.

She then went over how the Demon bond he had with Hermione was one that a Demon could make with a chosen 'mate' to change the chosen mate from what ever species they were into Demon of similar statute to them and as how Hermione was a Pureblood Demon from a house from the eighth ring of Hell she was basically a Lady in the eyes of the Demon world.

"So in summary of last, what seven hours," Harry started looking at his bond-mats for conformation but only got shrugs, "I now have a love bond with a Veela which are the descendants of Angels and a mating bond with a Pureblood Demon and am now a Demon thanks to it of basically Lord status." Harry said holding his fifth glass of the drink Lilith had provided while the girls were on their fourth.

"Yes and I believe that Fleur is now half Demon from the magics so might find her 'true Veela form' slightly different."

"This is indeed a lot to take in..." Harry said head slumping slightly as he found himself very sleepy all of a sudden.

"It would be and there is still much to do but that can wait till tomorrow young ones, for now sleep." Lilith said calmly as she waved her hand over the trio who fell asleep instantly the spell she cast only amplifying the need for sleep they already had.

"Sleep well young ones, it only gets harder from here."

"Well, well, well what do we have here?" Came a dark and evil sounding voice that Lilith could only place to one person said within her mind.

"Leave them alone, the contract is broken, she found a mate before she reached Demon majority." Lilith said in anger.

"Oh yes I know that, I just wanted to see it for myself and enjoy the fireworks when Lucifer finds out." The voice sad with a chuckle.

"Lucifer can stay the fuck away from them!"

"I shall pass on the message, just don't expect a nice reply." The voice said ominously before vanishing from Lilith's mind.

"Fuck, I guess training takes first priority." Lilith said quietly retreating to her study where she could begin making plans for the near future.

'One thing is for sure, they are in for a wild life...' Lilith thought before focusing on her planning.

My description of Hell may be different from others of 'official' ones but don't worry about it's FanFiction.

For some reason the first part of this chapter seems wrong to me, if anyone else gets that feeling a well feel free to leave a review saying what seemed wrong and if I get enough saying something, I'll change it.

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