His Butler, Overprotective
Ciel POV
I sighed rubbing my temples as I finally finished the paperwork for Funtom. I am adding a wizarding toy branch, and it involved a lot of extra paperwork and it was slowly killing me.
"Teatime little lord," Sebastian asks walking in pushing a cart with tea and cake. Smiling slightly I put down my pen to grab the fork. For the past month, Sebastian had taken away my sugar limit, and I am happy to eat as much as he gives me. I do not want a repeat of him trying to force-feed me again because he thinks that I am too skinny.
"How is the paperwork going?" He asks as I eat the molten lava chocolate cake. 'Just finished. The new additions to Funtom will soon be underway, and the hiring process will begin.' I say sipping my tea, then we heard a loud banging. Raising my eyebrow at Sebastian, knowing who it was. Standing at the top of the stairs watching as they bust into his Manor. Dumbledore leading the group, wands raised scanned the hall for people, and their eyes stopped on me and Sebastian.
"Who are you, my boy?" Dumbledore asks in his false grandfatherly tone.
'I am the Lord of this estate, and Earl to the Queen. Earl Ciel Phantomhive.' I say withholding the sneer I wished to throw their way. Several of the group gasped, filling my eyes, I make my way down the stairs.
"You seem a bit young my boy, where are your parents?" Dumbledore asks, and I look at him.
'Dead.' I said emotionlessly. 'Now tell me why I shouldn't have you all punished for trespassing on my property. Sebastian's face had a little smirk at my condescending tone to the crazy old coot.
"We are looking for Harry James Potter, have you seen him?" Dumbledore asks, his twinkle fading a little at my tone.
'I have and haven't,' I say airily, 'for you see that person doesn't exist.'