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The Kit and the Incubus	By : TibbytheWitchy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Voldemort Views: 97074 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 24
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter in any way, shape, or form, and as such do not profit at all from these writings, all rights go to J. K. Rowling.

Chapter List
- 1-The Kit and the Incubus
- 2-1
- 3-2
- 4-3
- 5-4
- 6-5
- 7-6
- 8-7
- 9-8
- 10-9
- 11-10
- 12-11
- 13-12
- 14-13
- 15-14
- 16-15
- 17-16
- 18-17
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10

Diagon Alley was in its usual chaotic state; people rushing around from shop to shop, dragging along children and spouses as they hurriedly shopped for the back to school necessities. Flyers all covered in large text telling of the latest Sale for one shop or another, littered the air and street as Harry and his pals were side-apperated. The sudden chaos and residual feeling from the apparition leaving Harry feeling nauseous and clinging tightly to Tom’s robes in an attempt to stave off emptying his stomach in front of everyone.

“Shh, little kit, it’s alright,” Tom cooed to his slightly trembling mate, holding him close as the nausea passed, “I’ve got you,”

“Thanks Tom,” Harry replied shyly, peeking up through his lashes at his mate, “I’m alright now,”

“Then come ON,” Draco whined, pulling Harry away, “I need to stop by flourish and botts and find out of they’ve gotten the books I ordered in yet,”

“Gosh, Draco be a bit more of a prick why don’t ya,” Pansy said, coming up behind them, Crabbe and Goyle flanking her as she moved up to hug Harry, “I feel so sorry for you, having to put up with him all summer,”

“Oh, bugger off Pans,” Draco scowled.

The adults laughed as they followed the youths, far back enough that they weren’t suffocating them but close enough that they were protected. The youths ran around Diagon, enjoying getting out of their respective Manors and having the chance to relax.

“Well if it isn’t some slimy snakes,” A voice snarled at them as they were headed to the Leaky Cauldron for lunch. The group instantly moved so that Harry was at their center, and the kitsune had to stretch to his toes to see who it was that was harassing them now. Unsurprisingly it was that blasted red-headed weasel and his girlfriend Hermoine.

“Fuck off, Weasel,” Draco snarled even as the adults came up.

“Malfoy,” The adult red-head behind Ron said hostilely, a gaggle of other red-headed children of various ages coming up behind him, hustled along by a rather plump and haggard looking woman.

“Weasley,” Lucius said just as hostile, pulling Draco back before the youth could give into the urge to attack, “So incompetent at work, I shouldn’t be surprised that you can’t control your… children. Speaking of which, aren’t there two more of them? Funny how they’ve never gone to Hogwarts…”

“What I do with my own children is none of your business, Malfoy,” Arthur bit back, the maliciousness in his voice making Harry gasp and fight so that he could grip at Tom. This naturally drew the aweful man’s attention to him and he smiled evilly, “So you’re the little slut who disserted the light side. Tell me, do you sleep with all of them, or just the inner circle?”

Harry buried his face in Tom’s clothes, as his mate clutched him, “Saying that is an insult against his mate, he’d have every right to seek retribution,”

Harry was almost worried that Tom made it seem like he wasn’t his mate, before he remembered that he was the most wanted man in wizarding Britain, and therefore had to hide.

“Like the ministry would allow that,” Arthur snorted, “Molly let’s go, I’ve no wish to be seen associating with known Death Eaters,”

“Cowards!” Draco called out after them, fighting against his fathers.

“Draco calm down, what has gotten into you,” Lucius wondered out-loud as they led the children away.

“I don’t know, Scorpius got all… growly with them near,” Draco said, feeling better but more morose the farther they moved away from the red-headed terrors.

“Hmm…”

They arrived back home, exhausted from their long day and split up to their prospective bedrooms. As usual Harry climbed into Tom’s lap by the fire and purred as the kinks were brushed out of his hair and tail, in the end Harry was pile of goo, and Tom smiled, gathering his dozing mate in his arms and stripping him of his robes and clothes set him on the bed.

Oh, by Merlin, Harry was exquisite. Tom shuddered as he acciod Harry’s sleep pants and covered his mates slim built. That was true torture, even as he changed and got into bed with his sweet little Kit and curled around him.

“Soon, my beautiful little kitten,” Tom sighed, “Soon,”

Away in the burrow two red-heads cowarded as their “Father” -if the spiteful, malicious man standing before them could be called such a thing- left them in their tiny, closet room. The identical twins, curled together, wiping at the sticky white gunk that covered their pale and small bodies. For 16 year olds it was rather pathetic how weak they were, unable to stand up to the man who’d made their lives living hell. Or so they constantly berated themselves, believing it after years of hearing it directed towards them.

“I’s ok, Freddy, he’s gone now,” The bigger one, though by only an inch or so, said, pulling his twin closer and wrapping the hole-ridden and paper thin sheet that served as their only blanket around them.

“Georgi?” The smaller boy asked, “Are you sure we’ll be saved… surely I’d have happened by now if it were true…”

“Of course I’s true, and our mate’ll be the best mate ever,”

“W… what if ‘e doesn’t wan’ us?” Fred asked hesitantly, “Why’d anyone wan’ us?”

“Cause we’ll be his mate… and he’ll take care of us, and we won’t ever have to worry about any of our ‘family’ ever again…”

“He’ll think we’re gross… all used up… just like da’ does,” Fred cried, “I’s not fair, Georgi,”

“Shh, it’ll be alright, you’ll see, Freddy,” George said, holding back tears as his twin, his beloved twin, fell asleep before whispering, “If you’re out there… whereva ya are… You gotta save us, and soon,”

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So my hint wasn’t as mysterious or tricky as I thought it was… fuckers… Like, nearly all of you got it right… I was sitting there laughing like, “Man this is gonna drive them- oh they all got it… fuckers,”

So yes, Draco is the darling mate of Fred and George, and stuff will be happening next chapter with that Harry’s crush gets more powerful and he’s gonna do soooooomethin’. And NO GUESSING… I don’t need ya’ll to ruin THAT too…

Have I called ya’ll fuckers yet? Fuckers….

But you’re MY fuckers, and I love ya’ll…
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