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Strange Seduction	By : TransientTemptation Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 163157 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 23
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A/N: I know it's been a while but I finally got an update done. Yay!

“Potter,” Malfoy said after he opened the door. “You’re looking decidedly less plump than last time I saw you,” he observed.

Harry scowled some. “Very funny,” he grumbled before pushing past the blonde.

“Please, by all means, come right in,” Malfoy said sarcastically as he closed the door behind them. “To what do I owe this visit since I doubt you want me to fuck you again.”

Harry waited until they were in Malfoy’s study before whipping around to face the blonde. “I’m not going to raise your kid, Malfoy. Now that I don’t have to carry it, you take it,” he stated firmly.

Malfoy blinked some and then raised a single pale eyebrow. “Potter, what are you talking about?” he asked, sounding completely bewildered.

“Your little… incubus, clone, thing!” Harry said angrily. “Either you take it or I’ll put it up for adoption or something. But you can’t make me raise it for even a day.”

Draco’s other eyebrow joined the first. “Potter… I didn’t get you knocked up,” he said, now sounding more amused than surprised. “Are you saying you haven’t even seen the incubus that laid an egg in your gut?” he asked, starting to smile at Harry’s expense.

“B-but but you said-“

“I said,” Malfoy started, interrupting Harry immediately. “That I like pregnant chits and boys… and you were both a boy and pregnant. You were bloody sexy as hell, Potter. But I never once said I got you that way. And I didn’t.” Malfoy was full-blown grinning at this point, obviously enjoying Harry’s confusion.

It took a minute for what Draco said to fully register in Harry’s mind. He’d assumed that Malfoy had done it because well… he just had. “How can I trust you?” Harry demanded. “You’ve lied to me more times than I can count, Malfoy.”

Malfoy let out a long, suffering sigh. “Give me some credit. I am able to tell the truth. But since you want proof… follow me,” he said waving Harry along. Harry frowned but followed Malfoy to the side cupboard where several artifacts, probably rife with dark magic, were sitting on display.

Draco unlatched one of the cabinets and opened the door before pulling out a very large broken egg. The egg was pearly white with little veins of grey running through it. “This is what any egg I lay will look like. Does yours look like this?” he asked in a slightly mocking tone. Harry scowled but shook his head. “I didn’t think so,” Malfoy said before putting the egg back gently and closing the door again.

“How do you know your egg would look like that?” Harry asked, unable to quite beat back the curiosity.

Malfoy raised his eyebrow again as he locked the cupboard. “Well… as you so cleverly stated earlier… incubi like me are practically clones. So, we lay essentially the same egg that we were born out of. It’s a pretty easy way to trace the family lines.”

“So, that was the egg you came out of?” Harry asked, pointing to the cupboard almost accusingly. He might have known somewhere in the back of his head that Malfoy had to have been ‘hatched’ if he was an incubus but that wasn’t the same as seeing the egg.

Malfoy scoffed a little. “Of course not. That was my grandfather’s. Most eggs get completely shattered in the process.”

“And… you’ve kept your grandfather’s egg… why?” Harry asked, slightly bewildered and disgusted by that.

“Why not?” Malfoy asked back. “No less strange than that Flur girl keeping her grandmother’s hair as her wand core.”

“That’s different,” Harry said immediately. “That’s useful.”

Malfoy rolled his eyes and shook his head as he went over to sit behind his desk. “Anyway, since the brat isn’t mine… I won’t be taking it. I suggest you take that up with your mysterious lover.”

“He’s not my lover,” Harry snapped instantly.

Malfoy chuckled some at that. “Fine. Your mystery fucker then,” he amended. “Either way… It’s not my business. So I’m going to stay out of it.”

Harry scowled. “And just how am I supposed to find the bastard? He’s managed to blind me every time he comes around.”

Malfoy shrugged some. “You could wait for him to show up again… you do have a sweet arse. Not as nice as last time I saw you… but still nice,” he said, tilting his head some as if he were trying to get a glimpse of Harry’s backside.

“Pervert,” Harry growled.

“I’m an incubus, Harry… it’s in my nature to be perverted,” Malfoy said with a grin. “But, at least I’ve never blindfolded you before… that’s just rude. But I supposed if you set your sights as high as the famous Harry Potter it was probably more of a precaution than rudeness. Seems to have worked so far.”

Harry glared at the blonde, rather tired of being the butt of Malfoy’s jokes. “Fine, since you’re not the incubus I’m looking for I’ll be going,” he said before turning on his heel and making his way towards the door.

He had just opened the door when Malfoy’s voice stopped him. “What color was the egg anyway?”

Harry glanced over his shoulder. “Black and silver. Why?”

Malfoy shrugged. “Eggs tend to reflect the incubus that laid them. So, since yours is black you’re looking for someone with darker features. And most incubi don’t look all that strong at a glance. So, thin with dark hair and or eyes. Good luck on your incubus hunt, Potter.”

Harry frowned but gave a nod and left. Malfoy might have made fun of him the whole time but at least he’d given Harry a little bit of helpful information. Not that thin and dark features really narrowed his search all that much. That described about half the people Harry had ever met. Only the Weasleys were definitely not it, not that he’d suspected them anyway. Harry sighed as he left Malfoy Manor.

He felt like he was back at square one and he didn’t much like that. And now, he only had a month or so before the baby hatched to figure out who had laid it. Then he had to make the bastard take the kid back. If he couldn’t manage it… well, then he’d give the kid up. It would be the best for everyone after all.
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