This Party From Hell...

Night had settled over the castle, shrouding everything, even the darkest shadows, in darkness. A storm was brewing, the source seeming to be above the forest known commonly as the Forbidden Forest. Electricity crackled through the air, complementing the thunder that rolled in the distance. The forest was silent, deadly silent. A huge lightning bolt shattered the quiet, hitting the ground. It seemed to form itself into a circle, with a black empty pit in the center. The rain began to fall, but no drops landed near the abyss-like portal.

A pale, feminine hand, with slightly curved nails painted black, emerged from the darkness framed within the lightning, palm up. Drops of rain fell on the white skin.

"It's raining," said a smooth, seductive female voice, with an ominously demonic tone to it.

"Perfect," a male voice said darkly, wickedly.

A female figure emerged from the portal, wearing a black leather bodice and black leather pants. Reddish-black wings folded across her back. Her skin was pale and her hair was as black the night around her, draping down her back. Small horns emerged from her head. She pushed a piece of hair behind a slightly pointed ear, while one pale hand disappeared into a pouch at her waste. The hand emerged moments later, taking a tube of lipstick and a compact mirror with it. She opened the mirror and applied blood-red lipstick to her lips.

"Vain, as usual," a male voice said as another form emerged from the portal. He stood a bit taller than her, wings slightly larger. His skin, as well, was pale, his hair, too, was black. His chest was bare and leather pants covered his well-muscled legs. He held out one pale hand to her, smirking as she put away her make-up and took his hand. He pulled her to him gently, meeting her lips with his, adding passion to his kiss. She smiled, responding to his passion with her own.

"Oh, get a room," another male voice complained, annoyed. A male figure emerged, arms crossed over a well muscled chest, watching the two. His hair was a tawny brown, streaked with ice blue. His fiery blue diamond eyes were watching them. His skin was pale, and he was shorter than the two before him, wings smaller as well. His chest was bare, and he was wearing leather pants covering well muscled legs as well.

"You're no fun," a just as seductive female voice accused, as the owner of the voice emerged from the portal. She stood slightly smaller than the male, the smallest of the four. The smaller male looked at her and grinned. She grinned back before kissing his cheek, pressing her body against his, "After last night, we should be the ones getting a room."

"You two make so much noise," The first female complained, speaking to the other female, "I mean honestly, Raku, me and Kazu aren't that loud."

"Nuh uh, Nari, Kenji and I make that much noise to drown you two out," the female, Raku, retorted. The four of them laughed.

"Alright, you four," a deep male voice spoke as one last figure emerged from the portal. He was bigger and taller than all of them. He wore a leather vest that exposed his chest and leather pants. His wings were pitch black and they folded comfortably along his back, "You have a new assignment." The four, knowing not to question him, nodded.

"All right then, Zeshin," said Kazu, "details, if you please." Zeshin nodded and beckoned for them to follow him. They did and he led them to the edge of the forest. All four of them jumped, despite themselves, as the portal closed with a loud sound akin to a massive roll of thunder. Zeshin smirked, taking them to a cliff and gesturing to the castle that lay beyond them, shrouded in mist.

"Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry," he announced.

"They teach magic to mortals?" Nari, the taller of the two females, said, looking indignant.

"Don't do that, Hun," Kazu said to her, "You'll ruin your complexion." She smiled at him, kissing his lips gently, before pulling away.

"Anyway," Zeshin continued, with a stern look at the couple, "pick a House boys and girls, it's party time." He didn't miss the look of glee and wickedness in the eyes of the four young demons. Oh, they would enjoy themselves, all right.

The next day at Hogwarts, students watched in curiosity as four newcomers pushed open the doors, looking as human as could be...