The plan
Harry hums as he softly pets a baby doe laying in his lap, smiling as it tries to nibble his clothes. He frowns as he feels a … disturbance in one of his churches, a demon energy he realizes. Quickly he leaves the garden to the church where the demonic energy is coming from, as he walks around the church he frowns and follows the energy outside.
“A child!?” He says confusingly, picking up the child and the note he came with, and yep the demonic energy was coming from the child, how strange … Harry closes his eyes and tries to sense any other presence. Nope only the child’s, he flinches a little when the boy grabs one of his wings in fascination, Harry chuckles and looks at the note before deciding to read it.
To whoever this note has reached,
This is my son, his mother died in childbirth and I cannot raise him yet. If you can please raise him until he turns 17 then bring him back here, I will pick him up and will give you a reward as thanks for raising him.
Many thanks,
LV .
Harry blinks and stares at the note before looking around for another person again, still nobody else but him and the child. He huffs, biting his lip as he looks into the demon child’s eyes. “ I can’t keep him, I could get in trouble if I bring a demon into heaven. Ugh but he’s just a baby what harm can he do? I can’t just leave him here. What to do, what to do?!” He gets broken out of his thoughts when he hears a soft giggle, looking down he softly smiles at the sight of the baby chewing on one of his wings.
He sighs and smiles at the child, “alright you little cutie, I guess you’re coming with me huh?” The baby blinks at him while tilting his head, Harry coos at the sight. “You’re gonna need a name though … hmm what to call you?” He thought out loud before teleporting back to heaven with the baby.
Somewhere in hell …
“My lord,” the servant says with a bow, “you were right, the plan went successfully, the angel took the babe.” The figure on the throne smirks, nodding to dismiss the servant. He chuckled softly, “I knew it would work, my angel would never leave a defenseless babe all alone, no matter its race.”
He closed his vibrant red-eyes as a cruel smirk appeared on his lips, exhaling heavily through slits where a nose should be, “I told you I would make you mine, my angel, that you would be the mother of my children. Once I make a promise, I keep it for lord Voldemort does not lie, my love.”
He laughs, eyes glowing blood red in the darkness of his throne room. Somewhere in heaven an angel with emerald green eyes shivers slightly.
In heaven …
“Harry you good mate?” Harry blinks before shaking his head, “yeah I’m fine Ron, now back to what I was saying, can I please trust you and Hermione not to tell any about the child?” He whispers softly to them, “well while we don’t trust this mysterious demon child and the person he came from, we do trust you Harry and if you believe the child is harmless then we’ll believe you.” Hermione says with a hesitant smile, Harry chuckles before hugging his best friends, “thanks guy you’re the best,” he mumbles.
“Well we better be since we basically helped you sneak a demon into heaven,” Ron says jokingly. “Yeah thanks for that too,” Harry says, grabbing said baby and facing him to his friends. “Hey little one, these are my friends Ron and Hermione they helped me sneak you into here, can you say thank you to them?” The baby blinks and looks at the two angels with a blank stare, “err … it’s fine Harry, me and Ron need to go anyway, guard duty and all.”
Harry smiles apologetically, “oh well don’t let me keep you guys waiting, cya around,” he says waving them goodbye. “Yeah cya mate!” Ron replies before they leave, when they’re gone Harry sighs and looks at the baby in his arms. “Guess it’s just you and me huh little one?” Harry says, smiling softly as the child giggles in response, Harry yawns before standing up and walking them both to the room.
“I’ll figure out your name and get your clothes, ect, tomorrow, for now let’s just sleep.” Harry mumbles as lays into bed, and laying the child down beside him, “good night little one,” he whispers, kissing the child’s head before drifting off.