Chapter One

Asmodeus nibbled his lower lip nervously as he glanced at his papers in his hand and checked that he had the right door and then unlocked it, hoping that his roommate was at least somewhat nice. He pushed the door open and glanced around the room.

There were two beds in the rather spacious room, with a chest of drawers next to both also acting as a bedside table, along with two desks and chairs to go with them. There was also a small empty bookshelf under the window. He glanced around the room again and smiled. Looked like he had beaten his roommate to the room so he got pick of the beds. Now did he want the one nearest the door or the window?

Shrugging Asmodeus threw his bag onto the bed nearest the window and then dragged his trunk into the room and placed it at the foot of his bed, taking the box resting on top of it and putting it of the bed before opening it. Inside where all his Muggle safe books, the magical ones or books pertaining to the supernatural were all safely in his hidden compartment of his trunk. One which would not be being opened at all if he had anything to say about it.

He had just finished filling up the top shelf with his books, leaving the lower one for his roommate and was placing his new laptop on the desk when the door opened behind him and Asmodeus spun around and gasped when he saw his roommate.

He was huge! Well compared to his small 5'5" height. His roommate was well over six foot and had longish light brown hair and brown eyes which looked as though he had seen almost as much shit as Asmodeus himself had making Asmodeus wince imperceptibly.

Touching the collar around his neck in nerves, he gave a small smile to the man frozen in the doorway, which was shakily returned.

"Hey. Er... Sam Winchester."

"Asmodeus Tenebrion. Nice to meet you." Asmodeus said shyly, before walking over to his bag and taking out the one picture of his parents he had managed to save and placed it on the chest of drawers, smiling softly and then turning back round to look at his new roommate. Sam. "Need any help?"

"Oh! Er sure! I've got another box outside the door. Can you bring it in?"

"Mmhmm." Asmodeus nodded and then went to collect the box, picking it up he walked back into the room, closing the door behind him with his foot and placing it on the bed.

"So... English huh?"


"How come you came over here to study?"

"I just needed to get away from Britain." Asmodeus said with a shrug, sitting down on his bed and watching Sam open one of his boxes and pull out some books.

"Yeah. I can understand wanting to get away."

"Mmm. So, what are you studying?"

"Law. I can see from the books, you're a med student."

"Yeah. Didn't really know what I wanted to do. Figured I could try and save some lives while I figured it out." Asmodeus said with a grin. Sam grinned back and then went back to putting his books on the shelf.

"So where in America are you from?" Asmodeus asked after Sam had finished putting his books away and was now putting clothes in his drawers. The silence was beginning to get to him.

"Oh, all over really. Officially I was born in Kansas, but well we travelled all over America since I was a baby so it wasn't really my home. You know?"

"Yeah I guess."

"What about you?"

"Oh, Surrey. It's near London. I went to boarding school in Scotland though, so I spent most of my later life there." Asmodeus said with a shrug.

"Ah. Sounds nice, going to one school I mean." Sam added when Asmodeus raised an eyebrow at him.

"Well it was. At first. Got pretty old very quickly though. Still, I did learn a lot." Asmodeus said, grinning at the truth of that statement. Admittedly probably not what Sam thought he had learnt, but it had been a lot.

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After that first week, in which things were a little strained between the two roommates, Sam and Asmodeus slowly got closer to one another. In the following months, they got to learn a bit about one another, finding out they had some things in common. After getting spectacularly drunk one night, Asmodeus had told Sam about his parents murder when he was one. To which Sam patted him on his shoulder and told him about his mothers death in a house fire when he was six months old.

When it came to the end of the year, both had chosen to room together once more and found that they were both staying on campus for the summer. Asmodeus smiled at his best friend fast asleep across the room from him.

When he had first decided to leave England and come to America, he had never imagined that he would find such a good friend as Sam was turning out to be. He just hoped that nothing happened to make their friendship end.

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During their second year Sam and Asmodeus met Jessica Moore. She was in the year below them and Asmodeus had to admit, she was very attractive just not his type. For one, she was a she. Still she was very nice and Asmodeus could see the attraction between her and Sam almost immediately.

"So... You gonna go over there and talk to her or just sit here and stare at her like some creepy stalker?" Asmodeus asked Sam, taking a sip of his drink with a grin at his friend, who glared at him.

"You sure you've never met Dean?"

"Huh? Your brother right? Um... no, not that I know of. Of course, seeing as I've never even seen a photo of the guy, then there is every possibility that I have at some point. Doubtful, but you never know. He could be stalking you to keep an eye on his baby brother."

"Shut up, As."

"Aw, you know it's true!"

"Shut up."

"Fine. So... Gonna talk to her? Or shall I?" Asmodeus asked with a wicked grin that made Sam suddenly feel very nervous. Glancing over at the girl at the bar and then looking back at Asmodeus. Sam gave a decisive nod and then stood up from the table and walked over to the girl. Asmodeus watched him go with a small smile and leant back in his chair as he kept an eye on everyone in the bar, and Sam.

He would freely admit to anyone that asked and knew him, which was Sam, that he was still very paranoid. After living through two wars, which happened very close to one another, Asmodeus couldn't let himself completely relax.

Oh he knew that wasn't much chance of anyone who knew him from his past life finding him here, even if they were searching for him. Still he also knew that it would be very foolish to let go of his training. Which was why he was ecstatic the first time he saw Sam in the gym, going through several defensive moves. Since that day he and Sam had regularly sparred with one another in the gym. Though neither one told the other why they knew how to fight.

Another thing he had found difficult since coming to America was controlling his magic. He knew he was reaching his final majority and had no idea when it would happen but that it would be within the next three years, but that still didn't make him any less annoyed.

Sighing he took another sip of his drink and smiled when he watched Sam chat with the girl, both laughing at something he had said. Sam then said something to her and nodded back to the table where Asmodeus was sitting. Asmodeus raised an eyebrow at his friend and then quickly pulled his phone out of his pocket when he felt it vibrate for the first time in a year.


"Well hello. I thought I'd check up on my favourite little Lord." A voice purred though the phone, making Asmodeus roll his eyes and then smile as he saw Sam and the girl making their way back to his table.

"Well I'm fine, I'm currently sitting in a bar. Trying to act normal. Which I understand could be hard for you to understand."

"Ouch. That hurt."

"Yeah yeah, whatever. And I'm not little!" Unfortunately he said that just as Sam reached the table and thus making Sam burst into laughter.

"Yeah you are!" Sam hollered through his laughter, not at all affected by the glare that Asmodeus shot his way.

"Heh, I can hear someone else agrees with me 'Mody."

"Don't call me that and he would! He's a goliath!"

"Really?" Asmodeus could almost hear the leer in his voice.

"Don't even think it. Look I'd better go. I'll talk to you again whenever you think of ringing me again. And where did you get this number?"

"You mean you won't ring me? I'm hurt 'Mody. As for where I got your number, why from our favourite little Goblin. Admittedly it took me a year to convince him to give it to me, but then he admitted to being worried about you and let me ring you. Wanna say hello to him?"

"You're with him?"

"Sure! It was the stipulation of getting the number. You know, you have a lot of annoying allies. Still, I have the number now, so you never know when I'm next going to ring you!"

"Please remember that I do have classes to attend. So if I don't answer I'm busy. No need to come searching for me."

"Sure sure. Anyway, I may have gotten your number, but the bloody annoying runt won't give away your location. I don't see why not! Of course, you are my blood brother, so should I really need to, I can find you anywhere... Remember that 'Mody." And with that he hung up. Asmodeus sighed and then replaced the phone into his pocket and turned his attention back to Sam and the girl, who had been talking quietly to one another whilst he was on the phone.

"So, what can I do for you two lovely little love birds?" Asmodeus asked with a Cheshire cat grin.

Sam glared at him playfully before turning to the girl. "As, this is Jessica Moore. Jess, this is Asmodeus Tenebrion."

"Nice to meet you!" Asmodeus said with a slightly tamer grin and shook her hand over the table.

"You too. Nice name."

"Why thank you. So why are you two over here? Not that I don't appreciate the company and all." Asmodeus added quickly.

"Ah, well you looked so lonely over here, that I asked Jess if she wanted to meet my best friend!"

"Your only friend you mean."

"Hey! I take offence! I have friends! Just because you never meet them, Mr Anti-Social, doesn't mean they don't exist."

"Yeah yeah. Well it was lovely to meet you, Jessica."

"Please, call me Jess."

"Then I will! It's good to see someone actually willing to talk to the Goliath here."

"Shut it titch."

"Oi!" Jess stifled a giggle at the two bickering and Asmodeus gave a small grin when he saw her relax around him.

"So... Who was on the phone? I mean, I've know you for a year and a half, and this is possibly the first time you've ever spoken on that thing when it wasn't to me."

"How would you know?"

"Well I don't, but you have to admit, you don't really use it much."

"Well no, I don't, but you are the only person I really have need to contact. Anyway, as for who that was, it was someone from back home. He had only just gotten my number and decided to check up on me. I suppose you could say he was something of a big brother to me when I was back there." Asmodeus said with a wistful smile on his face.

"Ah, you've never mentioned anyone like that before."

"I know. I hadn't heard from him, so I had assumed he was like everyone else back there and had thrown me out." Asmodeus admitted with a carefree shrug which belied how he was actually feeling. "Anywho! Enough of this depressing chit chat. What are you two crazy cats going to do now?"

"What do you mean?" Sam asked suspiciously, glancing between his grinning friend and a suddenly nervous again Jess.

"Well, you've met, fallen in love, you gonna go on a date and then make hot monkey sex? Of course, if you are, please inform me before hand so that I can make myself sparse." Asmodeus said with a grin, which grew when he saw the uncomfortable and embarrassed looks on their faces.

"As! You don't say things like that! I swear. You and Dean are so alike it's creepy."

"Yes yes, so you keep telling me. I would love to meet the ever elusive Dean."

"If I have anything to do with it, you'll never meet. I don't think I would survive it if you did." Sam groaned, falling back into his seat and getting a laugh from Jess.

"Oh stop being over dramatic. So then my lovely Jess, what are you studying here?"

"Oh, um... Law. How about you?"

"Oh god. Another stuffy lawyer. As if one wasn't enough! As for me! I'm exciting! I'm studying Medicine!"

"How is that more exciting than Law?" Sam asked incredulously.

"Well for one, I get to cut up bodies and stuff! Which you have to admit, is far more interesting that standing in a dull court all day, arguing with strangers."

"To be fair, arguing with strangers can be very satisfying." Jess told him quietly, blushing when Asmodeus turned his full attention on to her.

"Fine fine! We should just agree to disagree. Just don't come crying to me when you need me to cut you open!"

"Don't come crying to us when you get in trouble with the law... And we both know that will happen soon enough. I've lost count of how many times I've had to bail you out of jail."

"Hmph." Asmodeus sulked, crossing his arms over his chest and getting a laugh from the other two at the table.

"So, you're a bit of a rebel huh, Asmodeus?"

"Call me As, and not really. I just always seem to be in the wrong place at the wrong time."

"To be fair to As, most of the time I've been called to the station, it really hasn't been his fault. It is amusing though."

"So you two are in your second year here, right?"

"Yep! My adorable little freshman! And next year, me and my favouritest buddy here are gonna be sharing the most awsomest of houses! No more cramped dorms!"

"Sorry about him, he gets a little excitable sometimes." Sam told Jess dryly, before turning to grin at his bouncing friend.

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"So, I was thinking." Sam said, standing in the entrance to Asmodeus' room in the house they shared.

Asmodeus looked up at him from the text he was reading, raising an eyebrow at the nervous shuffling his friend was doing.

They were both nearing the end of their third year at Stanford, and Asmodeus and Sam had just grown closer together, and now Jess was included in that, and had been since the first meeting between them almost a year and a half ago.

"Yes? You okay, Sammy?"

"Don't call me that, and yes, I'm fine."

"If you get to call me As all the time, I get to call you Sammy. Deal with it. Now, what's the problem?"

Sam sighed, knowing he was onto a losing battle about his name. They had the argument almost everyday, and Asmodeus was currently proving to be more stubborn than Dean when it came to calling him Sammy. Sam knew he was just going to give in soon enough, but it was fun verbally spring with him.

"I was wondering if, possibly, if well... Er..."

"You want to know if Jess can move in with us next year?"

"Er... Yeah. How did you-?"

"Know? I know you Sammy, and of course it is okay with me! I love Jess! Not in the same way you do admittedly, but still, she's like the little sister I never had!" Asmodeus told him with a wide grin, getting a relieved smile from his friend.

"Good, now all I need to do is ask her."

"You mean you haven't asked her yet? Sammy, my boy! You really are something." Asmodeus said with a chuckle and a shake of his head.

"Oh shut up."

"Go ask her, Sammy! Go on! I'll still be here when you get back... Whenever that may be." Asmodeus told him with a cheeky grin, which only grew when Sam blushed furiously.

"Fine. I have a date with her tonight, so I'm gonna ask her then."

"Well good luck! And bring me back a doggy bag!" Asmodeus called after his friend as he walked away from his room. Asmodeus shook his head and then turned back to the text he was reading, which contrary to what the cover said, wasn't a medical journal, but a book on demons.

He had almost finished the book, when his phone started to vibrate on his bedside table. Asmodeus looked up from his book with a frown and picked the phone up and gave a small groan when he saw the number.


"Now now, is that anyway to talk to your loveable big brother?"

"What do you want? I have finals coming up and need to study."

"Please, I know that if you are reading, it certainly doesn't have anything to do with your degree."

"How do you know? Are you watching me?"

"Oh stop being so paranoid 'Mody!"

"Is there a reason you're calling, or are you just in the mood to irritate me?"

"Are you alone?"

"Yes. Why?" Asmodeus asked, suddenly on alert, sitting up straight on his bed.

"Look, things are getting worse over here. We had thought the Purge was over, but it seems they have become even more foolish and have turned on the Goblins."


"My thoughts exactly. So anyway, the vaults are being emptied, either the money being transferred to other Gringotts sites, or the families are taking their money out and putting it somewhere else. No idea where though."

"Okay. No offence but why are you ringing me and why do you need to know if I'm alone?"

"Well I didn't know how you would react to the news first of all, and I didn't want your reaction to cause any awkward questions on your side. And I'm telling you because, I'm staying here to help the Goblins plan their revolution, but as soon as those stupid wizards realise that I am in fact still alive, then I will need to get out pretty sharpish."

"Are you going to be alright?"

"To be honest, I don't know. I will be very careful. Anyway, your vaults have all been transferred to New York. Well the ones that weren't already there. You have a few more that no one knew you had, but you'll have to pop down to your nearest Gringotts to actually find out what and where they came from though. They refused to tell me."

"Right. How could I have received more vaults?"

"Don't ask me. Anyway, onto the real reason for this phone call."


"I need to know where you are Asmodeus. You're the only one I have left. If I have to run, you're the only one I can run to."

"Right. Well I suppose I'll have to tell you then. I'm in Palo Alto, California. I have a house near the Stanford Campus."

"You still going under your true name?"

"Yeah, didn't see any reason to change it."

"Right. Well it shouldn't be too hard to find you then. Though there is one problem."


"Why did you go to America, Asmodeus?"

"To get away? Why?"

"I can't believe the Goblins actually let you move over there. Have you heard of hunters?"

"Er... Of course I have. And I've been very careful to avoid any and all hunters that I have seen. I'm not completely clueless you know!"

"Oh I know you're not, but I can't help but worry. Still, if I do have to come, it could cause us both a lot of problems."

"I don't see why?"

"Because if they ever find out what we are, then they will not hesitate to kill us. They will hunt us down."

"Then they won't find out what we are. I have my collar and you have all the potions you need, all of which I can make as well if you ever need me to, so I don't see what would give us away."

"I hope you're right, Asmodeus."

"You sound like it is certain you will be coming over here."

"I will be. That is certain. I just don't know when. Probably in the next two years. It really depends on how much things escalate over here. At the moment I've taken to hiding in our rooms in Gringotts, it's the only safe place we have anymore, but I don't know how long that will last."

"I'm worried about you."

"Don't be. I'll be fine. I'll ring you whenever I get news."

"Okay. But I should warn you, after next year, I'm not sure where I will be, I will be moving schools to finish my degree."

"Okay, well keep me updated and I'll stay in touch with you. Stay safe for me little brother."

"I will." Asmodeus whispered softly, before placing his phone back on his bedside table and picking up his book. He couldn't concentrate on what he was reading though, he was too nervous about his friend. Groaning, Asmodeus flopped back on his bed and tugged at his hair. Things were getting too complicated.

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Harry sat up in his bed, alert as he heard something moving downstairs. Quietly kicking back his covers and moving over to the door, he opened it and walked out, sticking to the shadows and using them to cover him.

He saw the shadow of the intruder walking in the living room and slowly walked down the stairs and towards the room. Taking a deep breath he quickly tackled the intruder, getting a surprised grunt, before the man shifted and threw a punch at him, which Asmodeus dodged, returning his own and hitting the man.

The man managed to dislodge Asmodeus and tackled him to the ground, using his weight and height advantage to keep Asmodeus pinned to the floor. Asmodeus brought up his knee and received a pained grunt for his efforts.

Just as he was about to get the upper hand and move the man off of him, the light to the room switched on and both men froze.

"Dean?" Sam's voice called incredulously from behind them on the stairs. Asmodeus turned his head to glance at his friend, before shifting to try and get the man, Dean apparently, to get off him.

"Hey, Sammy!"

"Dean! Get off him! What the hell are you doing here?" Sam hissed, hauling his brother off of Asmodeus, then turning to help his friend up off the floor.

"Well I was looking for a beer." Asmodeus snorted getting the attention of both brothers and blushing.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

"Look dude, we've got to talk."

"Uh, the phone?"

"Would you have picked up if I had?"

"Sam?" Jess walked down the stairs, getting the attention of all three men.

"Jess? Dean, this is my girlfriend, Jess. And behind you is my best friend, Asmodeus."

"Dude! What kind of name is that?"

"More interesting than Dean." Asmodeus drawled, crossing his arms over his chest and raising an eyebrow at Dean.

"And British too. You sure know how to pick 'em, Sammy."

"You wanted to tell me something?" Sam asked, having moved to stand next to Jess on the stairs.

"Yeah, in private."

"Whatever you have to tell me, you can in front of these two."

"Fine. Dad went on a hunt and I haven't heard from him since." Dean told him, nervously casting a glance from Jess to Asmodeus.

"Excuse us, we just have to go outside for a moment." Sam told them, before leading Dean outside the house.

Asmodeus and Jess watched them leave before turning to look at one another. "So that was Dean. Huh, thought he'd be better looking." Asmodeus said with a shrug, getting a small smile from Jess. "Come on, let's get some hot chocolate."

Jess and Asmodeus walked into the kitchen and sat at the table once they had made their drinks.

"So what do you think they're talking about?" Jess asked, taking a sip from her mug.

"No idea." Asmodeus lied. He could here everything the two brothers were saying, and the more he heard, the more nervous he got. Sam surely wasn't a hunter... Was he?

"Well whatever it is, I'm sure Sam will tell us when he gets back inside." Jess said, though Asmodeus doubted it from what he was hearing.

They had both nearly finished their drinks by the time the two brothers came back inside, walking into the kitchen.

"Jess, I need to talk to you." Sam said, indicating for her to follow him upstairs and leaving Harry alone with Dean, who smirked at him.

"So, you're Sammy's big brother huh?" Asmodeus asked in a bored tone, though he was anything but.

"Yep, see he talks about me then."

"Not really, you were mentioned once or twice. Figured you'd be better looking, but I suppose those genes went to Sammy."

"Excuse me? I'm so much hotter than Sam!"

"Sure, you keep telling yourself that." Asmodeus said with a smirk.

"Oh and you would know would you? Short stuff."

"I may be small, but I could still kick your ass."

"Whatever, if my memory serves me correct, you were the one underneath me."

"A position I'm sure you loved." Asmodeus said, grinning when Dean gaped at him.


"You heard."

"Dean? As? You two okay?"

"Fine Sammy."

"Hey! How come he gets away with calling you Sammy?"

"We have a deal. Plus I'm prettier than you."

"Sam, I'm gonna kill your little friend. That okay?" Asmodeus glanced past the infuriated Dean and grinning Sam, to the nervous and slightly distressed Jess and frowned.

"Everything okay?" Asmodeus asked, looking back at Sam in concern.

"I have to take off with Dean for the weekend."

"You gonna make it back in time on Monday?" Asmodeus asked in concern.

"Yeah, should do. Don't worry. Look I'm gonna go grab my bag. I'll meet you at the car." Sam told Dean, who nodded and turned to leave the house. Asmodeus watched Sam and Jess walk back upstairs and then to where Dean had left with narrowed eyes. He then stood up and quickly walked outside to where Dean was leaning against a rather hot Impala, not that Asmodeus would ever admit it to anyone.

"What do you want shorty?"

"I just want to impart a few words of advice."

"Go ahead."

"Sam gets hurt, in any way, I will find out about it, and I will hunt you down and make sure that you never procreate. Got that?"

"Sure sure, whatever." Dean said with an infuriating smirk that Asmodeus just wanted to wipe off his face.

"I mean it. One measly little scratch and it will come back to haunt you. He is the only friend I have besides Jess, and I will not tolerate anyone hurting him. He is your little brother, so I expect you to have his best interests at heart. That includes making it back in time for his interview on Monday. Make him miss it, and I will make sure you wish you had never been born."

"Kind of defensive there aren't you Shorty?"

"Like I said, he's my only friend. I see him as a brother. I don't want him to hurt." Asmodeus said with a shrug, before turning his back on Dean and walking away, passing Sam on the way back inside the house.

"You alright As?"

"Yep. Stay safe okay? Call me if you need me for anything. I'll do what I can." Asmodeus told him with a smile and walked into the house to find Jess and comfort her.

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Asmodeus sat up straight on his bed and looked around him with a frown. He could swear he could sense something. But surely what he thought it was couldn't be right. None would dare to come near him consciously. Unless they didn't sense him here. He had been cloaking himself.

Hearing a scream coming from down the hall, Asmodeus jumped from his bed quickly and ran from his room to the one Sam and Jess shared. He glared at the figure in the room and quickly released his cloak over his magic, gaining the attention of the man in the room and Jess, who was pinned to the ceiling, bleeding from her stomach.

"You! What are you doing here my lord?"

"Leave her alone! She is under my protection!"

"You think I would listen to you? You have let yourself go and play at being human!" The demon in front of him spat.

"Azazel." Asmodeus hissed, recognising who it was in front of him. He was too focused on the being in front of him to notice that Sam had entered the house and was running up the stairs, closely followed by Dean.

"You recognise me then, My Lord?"

"And you, I."

"Who would ever mistake the great Lord Asmodeus Tenebrion? Now, if you don't mind I have something to finish." He said, and turned his back to Asmodeus, killing Jess swiftly. Asmodeus gave a scream of rage that covered Sam's cry of distress, and charged the demon in front of him. Falling to the floor when Azazel disappeared in cloud of smoke.

"What the hell are you?" Dean yelled, holding onto Sam, who was standing staring at Jess' body in horror.

"Sammy? Sam?" Asmodeus crawled closer to Sam and placed a hand on his leg, quickly pulling it away when Sam flinched at his touch. "Sammy?"

"Get the hell away from him Demon!"

"I- I tried to stop him Sammy. Please! You have to believe me! He should have listened to me! But he wouldn't! He said I had become too human!"

"What. Are. You?" Dean hissed, letting go of Sam when he moved to go to Jess and hugged her body to his.


"Get out." Sam whispered, getting the attention of the other two in the room.

"What?" Asmodeus asked weakly, praying he had misheard.

"Get out. I don't want a demon anywhere near us."


"GET OUT!" Asmodeus jumped and leapt to his feet, brushing past an unusually silent Dean and running into his room.

With a quick wave of his hand, he had everything packed and his trunk shrunk and in his pocket. Holding back a sob, he grabbed his phone and jumped out of the window in his room just as Dean ran in with his gun at his side. Asmodeus glanced once more at the house behind him and then ran to his car and drove off.

He had gotten as far away from Stanford as he could before he pulled over to the side of the road and let his tears fall. In one night he had lost the only two people that mattered to him. But that wasn't right was it? There was one more person left.

Picking up his phone, he scrolled through the phonebook before finding the number he needed and rang it.

"Hello?" The voice answered on the other side.


"Asmodeus? What's wrong? Has something happened?"

"Sam's a hunter."

"What! Are you okay?"

"He knows what I am. I tried to stop him! I really did! But he wouldn't listen to me! He killed her Guini!"

"Who? Sam?"

"No! Azazel! He killed Jess!" Asmodeus sobbed, tears streaming down his face.


"'Guini. I have no where to go."

"Asmodeus, I want you to get to the nearest hotel, book in and then tell me where you are. I will be with you as soon as I can get a portkey. The Goblins will be fine without me. I was going to leave soon anyway."

"Okay. Come soon. I need you."

"I will. Get to that hotel, stay low in case Sam is hunting you. Does he know what you are?"

"He thinks I'm a demon. He thinks it's my fault. It isn't! I tried to save her! I did!"

"I know 'Mody. I'll come to you ASAP. You need me to get you anything?"

"No, just come to me."

"Okay. Stay safe and hide from Sam. I know it hurts, but you can't trust him. He wants to kill you."

"I know." Asmodeus sniffled.

"Love you Kitten. Stay safe."

A/N – Well another chapter done! And phew what a chapter huh? Sorry I didn't reveal what Harry is, but I did give hints and I did bring in the one and only Sanguini! I love that Vampire, he is possibly one of my favourite characters in HP... Even though he doesn't get much screen time! Lol!

Well tell me what you think and I shall try to get the next chapter up as soon as I can. Thank you!