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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
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- 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
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01

Eleven years later.

Harry Potter shivered next to the behemoth man besides him as they walked amongst the weirdest dressed people he had ever seen. Everywhere he looked people wore floor length robes in both clashingly bright colors and more morose dark ones. Some stopped the man, Hagrid, to talk but otherwise ignored him.

He still wasn’t 100% sure this wasn’t some weird ass dream that he’d wake up from at any second and find himself back in his cramped cupboard. The biggest thing telling him it was all real though was the ever present hunger for something he couldn’t understand and the deep throbbing pain that seemed to resonate in every corner and crevice of his body. Which explained his shaking, he never could get it to go away and despite how warm it got he always seemed to be freezing.

He stayed quiet and observant as the giant led him around to various shops, buying him what he needed and explaining things to him along the way. He seemed friendly enough but very distant, as though he didn’t want to get too close to Harry. Which was fine, since Harry really didn’t want to be too close to the man himself.

He was just fine until they got to the robes store and found himself face to face with a pale, blonde haired boy who had to be his age. Not that you could tell, with Harry’s malnourished and emaciated petite frame which caused him to look almost two or three years younger than he actually was. It wasn’t that though that made the young Malfoy gasp and run from the store, an upset seamstress on his heals. No, that honor went to the lightning bolt scar that everyone in the wizarding world knew, though many believed that it came from vanquishing the Dark Lord and not from a sadistic old man as had actually happened. Still, Draco knew good and well what that scar meant.

“Oi! ‘Arry, not back but a few ‘ours and already ‘ou’re back to getten rid o’ Death ‘Aters.,” Hagrid said with a big grin as he watched the Malfoy brat fly out of Madame Malkin’s.

“Father! Ooph!-” Draco yelled as he ran through Diagon Alley before managing to run full-force into his Papa’s back.

“Draconius Lucan Malfoy-Snape! You know much better than to run like some hoodlum in-”

“You-know-who is in Madame Malkins!” Draco harshly whispered, looking with big silver eyes at his Papa, “I know it’s true! I saw his you-know-what”

Severus Snape wanted to feint with relief, jump for joy, and all those silly hufflepuffin clichés for when you’re happy. However, there was much more that needed to be done first, like getting Harry Potter away from whatever ignorant idiot Dumbledore had assigned to guard him.

“Go tell your Father, now!”

By the time Draco managed to find his father, tell him what was going on, and them to get back to Madame Malkin’s on the other side of Diagon the action was pretty much over with. An incapacitated Hagrid was covered head to foot in bindings made from Madame Malkin’s robes, Harry was huddled down, terrified out of his mind, in a corner, and Severus was getting a good stern talking to from Madame Malkin about ruining her shop even if it was for a good cause.

“- Not to meantion you’ve managed to scare to poor boy to death! Coming in my shop wand out and blazing! Honestly!” The Madame said as she bustled around, setting her shop to rights again and helping to obliviate Hagrid before sending him on his way.

Draco reached the ‘boy-who-lived’ first, gathering him in a giant hug and talking a mile a minute, “I’m Draconius Lucan Malfoy-Snape, but you can just call me Draco,”

Harry didn’t say anything, he just went limp and still.

When Harry woke up the first thing he noticed was that he was warm and wasn’t shivering.

And someone was brushing his tail.

"Are you finally awake, little one?” A gentle and low voice asked him filled with concern. Harry stiffened, but something inside of him screamed that he could trust the man who was holding him so carefully, like he was something precious to the man.

“Who are you?" harry asked curiously, tilting his head slightly as he took in the handsome man. He Han long brown hair with rich copper tones that brought out the golden flecks in his amber eyes.

"I, my curious kitten, am Tom Riddle," He said, giving into the urge to touch the richly red fox ears that adorned the top of Harry’s head, contrasting wonderfully against the riotous black curls that fell to Harry’s chin. Harry gave an appreciative sigh, leaning into the caress and purring, "and I've been looking for you for quite a while now,"

"y-you have?"

"yes he has, " Lucius said softly, not wanting to startle the youth, " but now that you're here that will be of no consiquence,"

"where am I?"

"Malfoy Manor, for now," the man holding him, Tom, said gently, holding the slim boy close, "Tell me, were you excited to go to Hogwarts?"

"Yes!" Harry said excitedly, a huge smile on his face, “It’s true then? I'm not just a useless freak but a wizard? Are all wizards like me? Are you a wizard? Where is your tail and ears then?"

If it weren't for the first part Tom would have smilied, laughed even at his little mates antics, as it was the thought of how how abused Harry obviously was both saddened and enraged him, "yes we are wizards as well, but unlike you we don't have an animal side to us, in your case you are part fox, a kitsune as they are called,"

"so I really am a freak?" Harry asked, biting his lip roughly to keep from crying.

"no, no my beloved, not at all, intact it is very amazing that you have these atributes," Tom said gently wiping away the tears cloning to Harry’s inky lashes, " now tell me who has told you these vicious lies,"

Harry bolted straight up, a panicked expression coming to his face, "No! No no no! I won't let him hurt you!"

"What? Harry sweet, tell me, who would hurt me?"

"U-uncle Vernon, he said that if I ever told anyone he'd kill them and me," Harry said, tears streaking like tiny rivers down sharp cheek bones, "please don't make me go back there!"

"I promise he will never get you again... You called him uncle, but your father had no siblings,"

"He-he's married to my mother’s sister," Harry said, a yawn following quickly. Tom could only smile at the tiny O that Harry’s mouth made.

"alright, little one, thank you for trusting me," Harry sleepily nodded his head before tucking it once again against Toms body, emotionally rung out. Once he was asleep Tom gently laid him down on his bed before taking to pacing along the wall of his bedroom, harshly whispering in parseltounge.

"My lord, I know several dead languages, parseltounge is no one of them," Lucius said, pitting a hand out to stop Tom.

"Muggles! That idiotic and vindictive old man placed him with magic hating muggles! They could have killed him!"

"My lor- Tom, do you realize that he has just put the nails in his coffin, or whatever that saying is?"

"What?! He's had my mate tortured! I can kill him for this! Legally!”

“ But you shouldn’t, use this to show everyone in the wizarding world how manipulative and evil he is, how you are right that we should be completely separated from muggles. Tom think of how we can play this to our advantage,”

“It will take years of getting enough leverage to speak out against him,” Tom muttered, mind working a mile a minute as to how he could pull this off; because Lucius was right – just killing the damned fool wouldn’t do their cause any good, just harm.

“And in the mean time…” Lucius said slowly, really not wanting to bring up this next part, “In the mean time we cannot give Dumbledore any reason to think that this is what we’re doing… Harry will have to go to Hog-”

“Give him back to the fool?! Lucius, absolutely not!” Tom said, going to pull Harry back into his arms as the youth whimpered and tossed, sensitive to the tension in the air.

“He wouldn’t be alone, Severus is teaching potions, Draco will be there to be a friend, and you already know that the board of governors is having me put on as new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Between the three of us, Dumbledore will never have a chance of getting his claws into Harry… Not to mention how excited Harry was when you mentioned Hogwarts,”

Tom hated to admit it but Lucius was right, however the last thing Harry needed was to be separated from his mate, “And what of Harry’s needs?”

Lucius smirked, “Oh come now, between me and Severus there’ll be nothing stopping you from coming and visiting Harry,”

“I hate it when you’re right,”

“Well you don’t keep me around to coddle you,”

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Big big thanks to everyone who reviewed! Warning: next few chapters will be fast paced, time-skippy-esque thingys, to chronicle the first few years of Harry's school life until he's of legal age for Tom to mate.

Heartstar: of course you can have more!

Tachimaru

djaddict: you. spanked. the bunnies... DO YOU REALIZE WHAT YOU HAVE DONE?? *runs around trying to stop the now horny things from multiplying*

Unneeded: i think you're thinking of Dark Side of Puppy Love (or something like that), XD.

jujukitty: 1.) i love your name, and 2.)i'm looking forward to seeing where this goes too! XD

and last but not least! Penn!
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