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Excerpted from Liber B.L.I.L., translated by Father Patrick Tierney, Inquisitor, Order
of St. Michael:
* * *
While
no demon has true humanity, many can approximate versions of human
emotions. Most of these are based around
the Seven Deadly Sins. No full-blooded
demon can love—the purest of all emotion.
The most frequent emotions to any demon are wrath and lust. Lust can lead to intercourse between a demon
and a human. This can, in turn, lead to
offspring. Most of these offspring are
inevitably fatal to a human mother. The
demons that are most human in appearance are the incubi and succubi. Because of the size and appearance
similarities, these demons are no more danger to a human mother in the womb
than a human child. A half-incubus or
half-succubus is capable of love, as long as the part-demon loves the other
before their demonic side awakens—which does not happen immediately. Human parents of these offspring must be
cautious, as the demonic heritage does not find incest, patricide or matricide
to be taboo. A half-succubus can see her
mother as competition for her father’s affection, and will probably attempt to
seduce her father if he is slightly attractive.
A half-incubus will attempt to kill his father and, if successful, will
dominate and control his mother.
Additionally,
in the ranks of demons, incubi and succubi are among
the highest-ranked, closest to the ruler of Hell. This applies to their half-breed offspring,
as well. For incubi, this extends into
the magical creature community. An incubus
can cow lesser creatures (house-elves, ghouls, goblins, ghosts, trolls, and the
like) with a glare. Veela
and vampires see incubi as the ultimate mate, and are completely subservient to
one once their magic is aware of his existence.
An incubus’ aura will quell the beast of a werewolf; an incubus in the
presence of a transformed werewolf is perfectly safe. Incubi make unicorns uncomfortable and cause
the magical light creatures to flee.
Centaurs are puzzled, for the future of an incubus is not written in the
stars. Phoenixes feel a strange
dichotomy around incubi. The phoenix’s
affinity toward flame attracts the firebird to the incubus, but the dark aspect
of the incubus drives the phoenix away.
Dragons and basilisks refuse to attack an incubus; indeed, they will go
out of their way to avoid angering one. Dementors and lethifolds are
similarly quelled by the incubus. In
fact, an incubus is immune to the aura of a dementor
and to a dementor’s kiss.
Records
indicate that women favored by an incubus are magically bound to him in some
way. The bonding rite is not something
outsiders are permitted to witness. The
only certainty is that the demon must want to bind the woman before the
rite. Whether the woman’s desires come
into play or not are unclear, but her devotion to the demon after the rite is
unquestionable. These women seek to
serve the demon to the best of their abilities, even going so far as to kidnap
others that the demon desires and bring them to be bound by the rite.
* * *
1 August, 1981
Lily Potter awoke at her accustomed time of
6:30. Harry had exhausted himself the
day before, so Lily was reasonably certain that he wouldn’t wake until 8. She made herself some tea and resolved to
talk to James about his late nights. Her
husband hadn’t been sleeping well; she could see it in his eyes and in his
stance. She knew that he’d not gotten to
sleep until after one in the morning the night before, and she was
concerned. She looked over some of her
notes and made another notation. She had
to figure this out. It was the key to
saving her baby.
She sat at the kitchen table, poring over three
different tomes when movement and whimpering signaled that Harry was
awake. He had just started talking, but
still couldn’t walk on his own. All the
books she read indicated that she should start him on solid food soon, but that
she should wean him into it, and wean him off her breast milk. She’d actually started that two months
previously, and he was down to one breast milk meal in a day, shortly after he
awoke in the morning. She went to the
nursery and fetched her son, loosening her robe as she carried him over to the
rocking chair by the window. He latched
onto her breast like he hadn’t been fed in weeks, and far shorter than usual,
she was moving him to her other breast.
As she felt him near his finish, she felt a brief, sharp pain in her nipple. He released her nipple and she realized that
he must have gotten a new tooth, because he bit her. And this new one was sharp: he drew blood
with his bite. Before she could react
completely or even process this information thoroughly, she moaned softly and
shuddered in orgasm as she rocked her son.
A puzzled look on her face, she stood up and
carried the partially awake one-year-old down the stairs to the library. Judging by when James had come to bed, he’d
probably not be up until around 11. She
sat Harry down on the floor of the library and sat herself down in one of the
armchairs, picking up one of the stack of books that she kept on the table in
the library. She started to read, but
couldn’t seem to get past the first few pages, her mind attempting to
understand what had happened earlier that day.
She was no masochist; earlier painful experiences didn’t cause her to
react like that. Then she recalled. She’d been so focused on this research to
combat Voldemort that she and James hadn’t made love
in over a week. She was probably just
frustrated, and the slightest stimulation set her off.
It was just before 11:00 in the morning when
James managed to drag his weary body out of bed and down to the kitchen for
some food. He felt slightly guilty over
what he had done the night before, especially at the fact that he did it
without consulting his wife, but he would do it again. His only hope was that Milton—Lucifer—wouldn’t renege on their
bargain. He was wondering what would
happen, and he resolved that he would do his best to take Voldemort
out. His deal with Lucifer was just a
safety precaution—an insurance policy.
* * *
31 October, 1981
Lily had just finished changing Harry when it
happened. She felt the skin-tightening
sensation of a disapparition ward being put up. James shouted up the stairs, “Lily! He’s here!
Get out! I’ll hold him off.”
Lily picked up Harry’s stuffed wolf, a gift from
Remus, and she tapped it with her wand, “Portus.” Nothing happened. “Shit,” she swore, realizing that a ward
against portkeys had also been erected. She heard various crashes below, and then
silence. Holding Harry in one arm, she
pointed her wand at the door, waiting for the inevitable. She kissed Harry’s forehead, just above and
right between his eyes. “I love you,
baby boy,” she whispered before focusing all her attention on the door. If she had looked down, she would have seen a
shimmering aura of red and black playing about her son.
* * *
James had shouted his warning mere seconds
before Voldemort blasted the door open. The dark lord—he remembered Lucifer’s
admonishment that Voldemort wasn’t truly a Dark
Lord—spoke in an arrogant tone, “Well, Potter, ready to die?”
“Of course I am, you insane bastard! I’ve been ready to die for months now. Lacero.” The severing curse flew through the air
towards Voldemort, who countered it with a flick of
his wand.
“Such a pity, Potter. You
should have taken my offer.”
Soundlessly, three spells flew from the Dark Lord’s wand in rapid
succession. The first was the killing
curse, and James conjured a slab of marble to block the spell. The second two were a pair of red
curses. The first splashed harmlessly
against the dueling shield James erected, the second tore through the shield
and knocked James to the ground in agony.
Voldemort smirked and pointed his wand at
James. “Poor, poor Potter. I’ll send you to the afterlife with the
knowledge that your mudblood wife will be
entertaining my death eaters for years to come.
Avada Kedavra.” The sickly green light shot towards James and
impacted his chest, killing him instantly.
* * *
The door to Harry’s nursery blew inward from the
force of Voldemort’s blasting curse. Lily Vanished the
flying debris and pointed her wand fearlessly at the dark lord. He smirked at her, pointed his wand, and
intoned, “Avada
Kedavra.”
As the sickly green light flew towards her, Lily shifted her gaze from Voldemort to Harry.
She was shocked to see the shimmering aura playing about him.
Harry opened his mouth and stuck his hands out,
projecting the aura between the pair and the spell. “NO!” he shouted in his child’s voice. The green light of the killing curse met the
red-and-black of the aura and reflected back at Voldemort
at triple the speed it had been shot.
The dark lord could only stand there dumbfounded as his favorite color
of light impacted his chest and he felt a brief moment of pain.
Voldemort’s body disappeared, leaving behind his wand and
his robes. Lily, thinking quickly,
picked up Voldemort’s wand and carried her son out of
the room. She found the downstairs a
slight mess and James dead in the living room.
Tears in her eyes, she realized that the dower cottage was no place to
raise Harry. She would always remember
James’ heroic final stand in this building for her and their son. She would move back to Potter Manor, and she
would raise Harry by herself, perhaps with assistance from Remus
and Sirius.
There was a brief cracking sound as a figure
graced the open door. Albus Dumbledore, headmaster of Hogwarts, stood in the
remains of the front door and surveyed the scene. “Lily, what happened?”
“Voldemort happened, Albus. James is
dead, and Harry used some sort of light aura to reflect the killing curse back
onto the dark lord.”
“I am surprised.
I didn’t think that Black would betray you.”
“Sirius? Sirius
didn’t betray us. We switched, Albus. Peter was our
secret-keeper.”
“If that’s the case, then I shall have him arrested. What are you going to do?”
“I can’t stay here. I’m taking Harry to Potter Manor. As the heir, the wards will accept him, and
as I married into the family, the wards will accept me as well.” Dumbledore nodded, and Lily apparated away with Harry.
* * *
Author’s
Note: I don’t generally write
these. I want votes, though. I have a few girls in mind for Mr. Potter,
but I can add as many as I see fit. Too many,
though, and it becomes really bad, in
my opinion. To that end, I have a list
of girls who may or may not be included.
I will let you know now that both Tonks and
Fleur will end up in the story. The
others . . . well, I’ll sort of leave that up to you to decide. I do not want Ginny Weasley,
Hermione Granger, nor Luna Lovegood
as available females. I’m not saying
vote for one over others, just say which ones should be included, and there are
quite a few:
Narcissa Malfoy
Bellatrix Lestrange
Daphne Greengrass
Tracey Davis
Susan Bones
Hannah Abbot
Cho Chang
Katie Bell
Alicia Spinnet
Angelina Johnson
Lavender Brown
Parvati Patil
Padma Patil
Aurora Sinistra
(Astronomy Professor)
Su Li
Pansy Parkinson
Megan Jones
Blaise Zabini (Female)
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