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AlphaFlash: I won't say if Daphne is in or not. But I will say that whoever I decide to put in the harem (from Hogwarts), they will leave with Harry and crew.

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vanny98: This fic exists in a floating timeline, as in, no set one. I did this to use modern technology and pop culture references so I don't have to google everything that was present in the 90's.

Chapter Seven

Sapphire and Lavinia were bored. Harry was off to that Wand Weighing thing, leaving them together with Ingvild, who had decided to wander off to find the kitchens. Whether that was her true intention or not, Sapphire didn't know.

She was wondering what she could do to pass the time till Harry returned, when Lavinia had this bright idea of following after Ingvild. Which would not be a bad thing, but the younger girl had decided that almost ten minutes after Ingvild left, and given how much the Castle could change and reshape itself, Sapphire was worried that she would get lost. Or run into trouble. Or both.

And thus, here she was, walking the hallways of Hogwarts, trying to locate her friends. Or would Ingvild be a girlfriend? Friend with benefits? Lover? Sapphire herself was confused of their exact relationship. She should get all of them together and have this sorted out with Harry. She didn't mind being in a harem, especially being raised by Devils, wherein harems were quite common.

Sapphire was also sure that not all women would share the same ideas. Lavinia, for example, didn't act out on her crush on Harry simply because she found this whole thing against everything she was taught about relationships. The consequences of being raised in a monogamous household, Sapphire supposed.

Ingvild, on the other hand, was a mystery to her. Sapphire didn't know if that was because she was interested in Harry, or just the sex. Sapphire herself wouldn't lie that the latter was great. Not that she had any experience apart from the times she spent with Harry.

The most she could gather was that Ingvild spent time with and around Harry simply because the way their Sacred Gears reacted around each other.

Wait. Where was she?

Was this the second floor? Or the third?

Sapphire was so lost in her thoughts that she honestly didn't pay attention to where she was going.

Maybe she was on the fourth? No, she didn't remember climbing up that many stairs. But then again, the stairs moved so much that it was honestly a nuisance. Sapphire didn't understand why these mages didn't just set up permanent teleportation circles for easier movements around the Castle.

Or a network of fixed points that allowed someone to travel, perhaps by using some sort of… a catalyst and the location name to immediately travel to that location.

Had she been raised in the magical societies, she would have known that the Floo system did just that.

Regardless, the first order of business was to figure out where she was. Perhaps she could find a student or a teacher, or someone from the non-teaching staff. They had to have one, right? Sapphire didn't exactly have the same education as most humans, as she was homeschooled with Harry, but she knew that schools tended to have janitors, security guards, assistant teachers, etc.

Sapphire supposed in a magical school there would be no need for janitors or security guards, but what about the rest?

To her delight, she spotted a dark haired boy. He was of average height, wearing the Hogwarts school uniform that covered his entire body. Sapphire considered herself lucky that she didn't need to wear those things. Those robes looked hot and stuffy.

"Excuse me, but could you tell me where I am?" Sapphire asked as she approached the boy.

Sapphire scowled inwardly as he blushed, his pale cheeks turning pink when he saw her. She was wearing the allure suppressor, but apparently that wasn't enough as his eyes unfocused, and a goofy look came up on his face. A clear sign of the allure taking hold. Either that or this boy had fallen for her immediately. Sapphire didn't know what was worse.

Well, he could stare as long as he didn't touch, Sapphire reasoned with herself. With the kind of attention her Instagram page got, she was more than used to it.

"Oh, ummm, hi, I'm Theodore, and uhh," the boy tried to speak.

Sapphire kept a cool look on her face, no matter how annoyed she was. As long as he answered her questions, she was alright with it. This allure sucked!

"Right. Where we are… oh yes, the third floor," the boy stammered out. Before he could say exactly where, Sapphire interrupted him.

"Right. Do you know the way to the kitchen?" Sapphire asked.

Theodore stammered out a no.

Sapphire huffed, not particularly annoyed at the boy, and just muttered out a thank you and left him.

She didn't pay attention to the fact that he was gawking at her at all.

In Theo's perspective, that couldn't have gone any worse. First, a hot girl approaches him, asking for directions. All his ideas and lines that he usually used to flirt ran dry as soon as he saw her up close. He felt this aura wash up over him, essentially turning him to goo.

Then, instead of answering her question, he just stammered. Stammered! That was unheard of! After which, she asked where the kitchens were, and instead of saying, literally anything else, he says no, which obviously made her even more annoyed at him.

He could have just said "Of course I know! Let me show you!" he straight up says no! And now he had ruined all of his chances with her.

Unless she was already in a relationship with Potter, that is. Theo had his own code. If a girl was taken then he would respect that. Harmless flirting was fine with him, but he wouldn't try to steal someone else's girl.

Theo shook his head. If Tracey found out about this, there would be no stopping her.

Ingvild didn't take too long to find the kitchens. She just followed the little gremlin things that seemed to pop in and out. The same things had brought in their food during the meals, and were fast enough that most didn't even notice. They didn't react to her following them, so she assumed that they either were ignorant of her, or didn't seem to think that she was a threat. Either way worked for her; she wasn't going to harm them.

But their teleportation spell was clever, if a bit difficult to track. She was delayed a little bit when she noticed that Lavinia was following her, and decided to slow down enough to let her catch up.

"How do you track them?" Lavinia asked as she walked side-by-side with Ingvild.

"Hmm? That is a technique that needs to be honed. Just feel for their individual presence and lock on to it. When they teleport, locate that same presence as far as possible. Luckily, they don't seem to be teleporting for more than a few feet before stopping to clean something or do some other tidying." Ingvild answered.

"And you're sure they'll lead you to the kitchen?"

"They must go there eventually, right?" Ingvild replied. "Either that or we'll just have to find an alternate way to get some extra food. I wonder if they make pizza."

"Given that the meals had exclusively British food, I doubt that."

"That bouillabaisse wasn't." Ingvild countered.

Lavinia thought about it. "Wait. Why can't you just use a teleportation circle or something to go to a pizzeria?"

Ingvild stopped. She hadn't considered that. Sure, teleportation circles required preparation to create, and you had to know the place you were going to teleport to before hand, i.e., had to physically been there, but otherwise there was no reason why she couldn't just do that.

Hell, devils even got around that restriction as their Seals could work as a beacon to teleport to. Well, as a half devil, she didn't have any Seals, as she wasn't given any. Or any peerage pieces, but that was besides the point.

The only issue was that she had never been to a restaurant. Most of her childhood was spent in Hell, where the devils that were loyal to her family had hidden her away, then at Grigori when she inadvertently hypnotized herself into a very deep sleep and was rescued from it by Harry.

She turned to Lavinia. If she knew a good one, Lavinia could create the circle herself. "What good pizza place have you been to?"

"Oh, umm... last year my step parents took me to this amazing pizza joint when we visited New York for my summer vacation." Lavinia answered. She didn't say the real reason for the trip, which was essentially her father's business trip and her mother and herself were tagalongs. Lavinia herself had never even left her hotel room until her father had the idea to celebrate after, and decided to go to a pizza joint because he was cheap like that.

"Cool. Got any money on you? I left my wallet in the room."

"Wait. You want to go right now?! What about Harry and Sapphire! They'll want to come too!"

Ingvild didn't bat an eye. "We'll bring them some, don't worry! Or we'll just do take-out!"

"But...but can we even do that? I mean a magical school must have some provisions against people just teleporting in and out, right? Or else students would just teleport here and there without regulations!"

"We won't know till we try. You still haven't answered the question." Ingvild said.

"….no, I don't have any money on me." Lavinia answered.

"Shame. That pizza was as good as ours. Although we could just head back, grab a credit card, and leave!" Ingvild said. "Let's just do that!"

With that, she turned around and began to walk the same way she came from.

Lavinia shook her head, following the other girl, before she realized something. "You mean your credit card, right? Right?!"

Ingvild didn't reply.

Sapphire felt that she had looked everywhere. She still hadn't found the kitchens, and she was sure she was going in circles. The other problem was that in a place with so many humans and all of them possessing magic, it was hard to pinpoint Lavinia's unique magical signature, even if she was within Sapphire's range.

Which was why she considered herself lucky when she ran into Harry, who seemed to be coming around the corner. She did notice that another girl was also there, but she was walking away in the other direction, so Sapphire paid her no mind.

"Oh hey!" Harry greeted as he saw her.

"Save the hey for later. Help me find Lavinia and Ingvild," Sapphire replied.

"That was rude," Harry said as the two began to walk in the same direction Sapphire came from. "And why? Are they lost?"

"I don't know," Sapphire said. "Which is all the more reason to locate them. They could be lost."

"So we're going to look for them on the off-chance that they might be lost in this otherwise non-threatening castle?" Harry still didn't see what the big deal was yet. Lavinia and Ingvild both could take care of themselves. It wasn't like there was a deadly magical snake that could kill you with a glance hiding somewhere or something.

That was an unsafe school environment and Harry was sure that Hogwarts, a school considered the best in the world, would not have anything unsafe.

"Non threatening? I ran into some ghosts!" Sapphire said. "Granted, they seem to be feeding off the latent magic present in the castle that must be keeping them from going insane and go on a murder spree, but still!"

"Ingvild can hypnotize them and Lavinia can freeze them," Harry said off-handedly. "But why are we going the same way you came?"

"That's because I was following you," Sapphire said.

"You're following me? I was following you!"

"This is getting us nowhere. Ok, lets go in the direction that girl went. Who was she anyways?" Sapphire suggested and asked.

"She ran into me after the Wand Weighing thing. Her name is Daphne Greengrass or something." Harry replied as they turned around. "She was telling me how I am the heir to some old family, and that makes me important or something. I was more interested in riling her up so I could determine why she had essentially sealed herself away."

Sapphire turned to look at him. "Wait, sealed away literally or figuratively?"

"Figuratively, of course." Harry replied.

"And you're in this society's upper class or something?"

"Maybe? Don't know for sure. The titles she used seemed made up. Like I'm talking Mephisto being drunk and decided to create titles for old, distinguished families made up. And then these families adopted it because it made them sound even more important than they were," Harry said. Seriously, Most Ancient and Most Noble? Was there any other method of saying "I'm a pretentious prick?"

"I doubt that. Mephisto seems to hate these guys."

Harry gave her a side-long look. "He also hates anti-vaxxers but we all know how that started."

Sapphire paused. "Oh. Right."

"And where did Ingvild go anyways?" Harry asked.

"The kitchens, I think." Sapphire answered. "But I haven't found the kitchens at all."

"Have you tried the ground floor?" Harry asked. "I mean isn't every single kitchen usually on the ground floor? Next or near the place all the food is eaten?"

Sapphire turned to glare at Harry. "…...mention this moment of stupidity to anyone and I will blue-ball you permanently."

Harry laughed good-naturedly. In all honesty, Sapphire's threatening game was rather weak. Now, had she threatened to burn every single Servant in his game… Harry shuddered. That would have hit him where it would hurt the most.

It was almost dinner time when Ingvild and Lavinia returned to Hogwarts. Turns out they had no security against teleportation circles. Lavinia felt that was highly irresponsible of them, and they should probably fix that. Ingvild felt that was a thing to exploit, and every student should learn how.

But when they returned, they had a very angry Sapphire to deal with. She had almost turned into her avian form when she ripped a new one into Ingvild for taking Lavinia out of here without telling them first.

"I told you we should have told them," Lavinia said softly.

Ingvild sighed. "I'm sorry about that, I really am, but on the plus side, pizza party?"

Sapphire's eyes narrowed at the two. "Don't think that I will be easily swayed by pizza, missy! You had this bright idea of leaving this castle, without telling Harry or myself, go all the way to New York, buy eight large pizzas, donuts, and all those clothes and a goddamn 70 inch LED TV? Where are we even going to plug in the TV in a place with no sockets?!"

Unfortunately for her, Harry chose this moment to enter their living quarters. "Is that pizza! And donuts!"

Ingvild smiled at him. "Yup! Lavinia and I went to New York and bought all of this! With this card!"

Harry grinned. "Nice! And wait. Show me that card."

Ingvild gave him the card.

"Oh this the one I picked up at Mephisto's place before we left. I wonder who it belongs to…"

Meanwhile in Greenland

Penemue glared at a sweating Azazel. "Mind explaining why over fifteen thousand dollars were charged on the Grigori Employee Credit? Specifically the one that belongs to you?"

Back at Hogwarts

Harry shrugged. "Eh, I'm sure it's fine."

"Harry! Stop taking her side and focus! She was why I wasted nearly three hours waiting in that kitchen, surrounded by those House Elves who didn't leave me alone because they wanted to serve me something or the other every ten minutes!" Sapphire nearly screeched, but that was because her avian form was slowly starting to take hold.

Harry sighed. "Ingvild, were you in any danger?"

Ingvild shook her head, as did Lavinia. "Nope. Pretty uneventful trip, really. Teleported there and back quite easily, too," She answered.

"See? No reason to worry, Sapphire! And besides, now we know that teleportation circles work even in here, we can go do whatever we want when we want! This is great!"

Sapphire sighed, before her human traits started to reappear. "Okay, look. You wanted to have fun. I can understand that. But please, take me with you next time, okay?"

"Sure!" Ingvild replied. "But admit it. You were jealous that you weren't invited."

Sapphire didn't reply, but huffed. It confirmed Ingvild's accusation, however.

"Anyway, Harry, what did you find at the library about this society's government and families?" Sapphire asked. He had told her that he was going to get 'tutored' by that Daphne girl tomorrow, when Harry intended to find out why a large side of her repressed and buried deep down. For that, he needed to hit where it hurt the most: the classism and elitism that she took pride in.

Which was why he had decided to research on his own about it before going to meet up with her. It would be quite interesting.

Harry smiled. "Quite a bit. Did you know that some of them unironically believe that mages born to non-mages got their magic because they leeched off of 'Pureblood' children and that is why they have children who are born 'without magic?' They even call such children squibs."

Sapphire scowled. "What's next? Do they also believe that swearing on someone's magic is a thing?"

"Well…"

"You must have found something positive, right?" Lavinia asked. Even she knew that oaths on magic were purely symbolic and had no real consequences if broken. After all, what was the point of a criminal justice system? Just force the perpetrator to swear on his magic that he was innocent of whatever he was accused of. No need to have a trial or anything.

"Most of their political structure is actually quite reminiscent of Underworld's. So I'm guessing that it should be easy to understand, but not necessarily to navigate as such." Harry replied. "However, it is not as… liberal? No that is not the correct word, but I would say that it basically has no inclusion policies. No ways to make an outsider feel welcome, and highly backward laws regarding non-humans. Other than that, pretty standard stuff, really."

"I see," Sapphire said, before she turned to Ingvild and Lavinia. "Back to the topic at hand, what in the ever loving fuck are we going to do with a TV?! We don't even have cable or satellite!"

Ingvild smirked as she held up another box. "Got you covered with this WiFi router and modem! See?"

Harry shook his head. "I don't think you understand how to connect to the internet…"

Ingvild had essentially bought a TV, a WiFi router and modem, but there was no service to connect said modem to. Meaning, the modem wouldn't connect to the internet at all.

"We should probably return those," Sapphire said. "It's practically useless."

Ingvild pouted. "I thought this place was boring on its own so I just wanted some form of entertainment!"

"Let's just use the mobile data for now, okay?" Sapphire suggested. "Much easier that way."

"Okay."

While they were arguing, Harry and Lavinia began to eat the pizza. They would have to make another trip to return the TV and router tomorrow.

Harry was just beginning to get comfortable in his bed when the door knocked.

"Harry, are you up?" Sapphire asked from the other side.

Harry felt that he had two options. One was to ignore Sapphire and let her believe that he was sleeping, and hope that she would go to her room. The other was to let her in, and hope that she just wanted to talk.

….not that he would say no if she wanted to do other things, but then Ingvild would want to join, and they'd have to soundproof the whole room to not disturb Lavinia, and that was a whole hassle. Soundproofing an area with magic was not as easy as one would think. One mistake and the sound could get amplified rather than isolated.

"Yeah, for now," Harry decided to reply, loud enough that she could hear.

"Can I come in?"

Harry just used his magic to open the door for her. He was way to comfortable in the bed to get up now.

"Lazy ass," Sapphire commented as she entered, closing the door behind her.

"So, what's up?"

Sapphire sighed as she sat on Harry's bed, by his left hand. "Just… Ingvild. I don't think Ingvild takes me seriously at all. I know I shouldn't be this angry at her for taking Lavinia shopping, essentially, but…"

Harry smiled, not that Sapphire could see it in the dark room. "You were worried, and that's perfectly fine. I think had Ingvild put herself and-slash-or Lavinia in any actual danger, or gotten hurt, then she would have no doubt, felt guilty. Even more so when you tore into her."

Sapphire huffed as she lay down, wrapping his arm around her. Harry was now spooning her. He raised a brow at that, but didn't resist. "I guess."

"Remember all the times we got mad at Irma when we would go out late at night and essentially come back early morning? It's the same thing," Harry reasoned.

"I hate it when you make sense. It's hard to argue back," Sapphire said as she turned around in his arms, so she was facing him. "What do you think I should do about her?"

"Just sit down and talk," Harry said. "She's reasonable enough, but remember, she most likely thinks like a devil. So obviously, she will think of herself before she thinks of anyone else. And that may be why she decided to take Lavinia all the way to New York. Not for Lavinia, or any of us, but for herself."

"I think that is a good idea, especially if she's with you for more than sex."

Harry looked at her with confusion. "What? I haven't exactly picked up any such–"

"Look. I don't need to tell you this, but emotions can be complicated. Especially given the unique ways both of your Sacred Gears react to each other. You feel quite comfortable with her and she feels the same around you. Am I wrong?" Sapphire asked.

"No, no you're not. And is this jealousy or protectiveness? I can feel both from you," Harry teased.

"Why would I be jealous? I'm completely fine being in an open or polyamorous relationship," Sapphire said. "But what about the others?"

"We should probably have a discussion about it, preferably after Kuroka gets back." Harry replied. He didn't bring up that she sounded like she trying to convince herself of what she said than she tried to convince him.

Sapphire nodded as she buried her face into Harry's chest. Thankfully he wore soft t-shirts to bed.

"...so you spending the night here or…"

"I'm too comfortable to leave."

"I see."

A/N: I know this is a short one compared to most of my other chapters (by almost 2k words of the usual chapter length if I'm not mistaken, not counting the A/N's), but the reason is that I cut out the whole Harry screwing around Daphne bit because I wasn't satisfied with how it was turning out. I have to figure out some finer things about it, but in the meanwhile, I decided to upload the rest of the chapter. Otherwise it might just take too damn long without one. Hopefully it won't come to that.

This may come across as a filler chapter, but I hope it also gives some character to Sapphire and Ingvild, well, more specifically Sapphire. Otherwise I will just have to try harder in the upcoming chapters. And no, it won't be the only time they receive character development.

To all those who asked how to use the sauce, type 'n', followed by 'hentai', then 'dot com', finally, 'slash g slash' and then the six digits. Hopefully that won't get censored by the site. I should probably put just as effort into the actual chapter than the omake, no matter how much fun I had researching those.

And to all those who are saying that I should skip all Hogwarts girls, just give me a chance to develop them first before you give your judgement.

Hope you all enjoyed!