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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
- 5
- 6
- 7
05

No no no, this couldn’t be happening, Harry thought frantically as he woke up. Not here, not now. Moving ever so carefully, so as not to disturb a still blissfully sleeping Tom Harry pushed down on where his cock strained against the thin silk of his sleep pants. It was the end of summer and he’d just turned 13, and this had become an all too often occurrence last year. That he could handle because he knew that Draco and Blaise weren’t going to think anything of it. But here? With Tom? Harry was ready to die of mortification. Tom wouldn’t want to sleep with him anymore or cuddle or brush his tail or or or…

“Shhh, little kit,” Tom murmured, pulling his mate closer and running a gentle hand up and down his side in a soothing manner, “What’s gotten you so upset?”

“You… you won’t want m-me if you know,” Harry whimpered, curling in on himself more. Tom tsked, pulling Harry up and sitting with his trembling mate in his lap as he calmed him down, forcing his tear streaked face up. With gentle fingertips he brushed away the tears, cooing to his mate that it was alright, whatever it was.

“Now,now, surely you know better by now, love?” Tom murmured, nuzzling Harry’s chaotic curls, “Show me, you know Draco will kick my arse,” or at least try his very damn best, “If I mistreat you in any way, and this includes me rejecting you,” as though that would ever happen.

Shuddering, Harry let his knee’s fall open revealing the slight tent in his pants. For a moment Tom was confused Harry had morning wood, absolutely typical for his age, why? Ohh… Tom chuckled, he pulled Harry close and rubbed behind his fox ears feeling his mate melt into him in a pile of purring goo. The incubus in him preened over his little mate being pleased and happy. Quietly he explained to his mate that regardless of what caused it, it was a normal part of puberty and that even he got them sometimes. That calmed Harry down tremendously, and the rest of break passed without incident.

Until that last night, of course, because heavens and hells forbid that they could have a nice, peaceful, break in it’s entirety.

“What do you mean you won’t be our teacher anymore?!” Harry nearly yelled, panicking. He didn’t like change, especially if it meant that Dumbledore could get an advantage over them. Lucius not being their DADA teacher definitely gave that old fool an advantage. A big one. Plus it’d mean that he had one less person in his corner when most of the school was already against him.

“It’s just for this year, Harry,” Lucius said calmly from his perch on Severus’s lap.

“Why?”

“Yeah, why? And why am I just hearing this now?” Draco demanded, pissed at his parents for not informing him sooner.

“Because we weren’t sure until just now,” Lucius said.

“Sure of what?!”

“Sure that your father was carrying again,” Severus said with a sour look to Draco, “Now stop acting like a child, we’ve taught you better than that,”

“Carrying?” Draco asked, perplexed, “Carrying what?”

“Your brother, or sister I suppose, the chances are 50/50 after all,”

Draco was quiet after that, just sat there, mouth open and gaping. Harry couldn’t stop giggling, and finally just burst out into pure laughter. Never, not once since he’d been rescued, had he seen his friend so shocked, much less speechless. Even Tom found it funny, laughing with him and eventually Lucius and Severus joined in. Draco finally snapped out of it, scowling at them before stomping off to his room.

Harry shivered under Dumbledor’s gleeful glare. Seated in Lucius’s normal seat was a very thin man with mousy brown and thinning hair, he looked fragile and broken. Harry wondered if that was how he had looked, just two short years ago when he’d first encountered the wizarding world. Grimly, he wondered what had this man looking like that, but then again, Dumbledore had hired him so whatever it was it couldn’t be good.

The next morning he awoke in a familiar tangle of limbs, something hard poking his ass as he shifted around, behind him Blaise moaned and pushed his hips up and Harry froze. Why did his peak up a bit at the sensation? It was Blaise for crying out loud! Still he had to muffle a groan and stop his hips from thrusting up against Draco’s ass. What in the world was happening to him?!

“Ohhhh,” Blaise moaned, thrusting harder and Harry ground his ass back, one hand slipping down and over his sleep pants to rub against his hard, tiny prick. Finally, biting his lip and squirming he felt his dick convulse as something wet leaked from the tip, staining his boxers and sleep pants as Blaise came with a groan behind him, making a similar mess. Horrified at what he’d done, Harry shot up and toward the showers, sitting in a freezing cold one until Blaise walked in sheepish grin on his face.

“No need to beat yourself up, ‘Arry,” He said, turning off the water, “Haven’t you been told about stuff like this?”

“No!” Harry squeaked out. There was stuff like this? More? Harry though slightly nauseated, not sure he really wanted to find out. Getting hard was one thing, but what he’d done this morning? He felt like he’d crossed some invisible line of no return.

“Oh well… yeah,” Blaise said, his cheeks turning bright red, “Uh… the library might have book on it… or uh, Marcus and Theodore could tell you…”

“Tell him about what?” a groggy Draco asked, a yawn popping his mouth into a perfect little O.

“Sex,” Blaise said very matter of factly.

“Ohhhh,” Draco said, pausing on his way to the shower, “Uhm, why?”

“Well,” Blaise explained what happened that morning much to Harry’s mortification. Draco “hmm”ed and “Ohh”ed in all the right places and finally turned to Harry, snickering.

“Stop worrying, it’s natural, besides we’re third years I can’t wait until we’re allowed to stay in the commons after curfew,”

That was a stead fast rule in Slytherin; first and second years were expressively prohibited from being in the commons room after curfew. Why Harry didn’t know, but apparently Draco did, and from the smile-smirk on his face Harry had a feeling it was anything but innocent.

Merlin help them.

Harry stared with trepidation at the door of the new Defense Against the Dark Arts room, he really didn’t want to go in and face this Lupine dude. Every instinct in him telling him to run, far and fast, till he was safe again in Tom’s arms. Naturally, he didn’t have that option. Draco and Blaise stood to the sides in front of him, Crabbe and Goyle to his back. Pansy directly next to him chattering on about nothing in particular, hoping to keep him calm while they waited, surrounded by glaring Gryffindors, for the doors to open and the new year to begin.

Finally they did, and the weak man appeared before them, smiling and gesturing for them to enter. His blue eyes lingered on Harry, their gaze sorrowful. Harry shivered, pressing more fully against Draco and Blaise. He wasn’t afraid though, more like unnerved. Very unnerved.

“Today, we will be doing an exercise against Bogarts,” He began, leaning against a wardrobe that shook and rattled, whatever was trapped inside angry and anxious to get out, “Can anyone tell me what a Bogart is?”

Naturally the know it all mud-blood’s hand shot up, waving around erratically as though that increased the chances of her getting picked. Of course, she was the only Gryffindor to raise her hand, while there were a good majority of Slytherins with hands raise, but she was called.

“Yes, Ms. Granger?”

“A Bogart is a magical creature which takes on the appearance of your very worst fear,” She said, smirking at Draco’s group, “The only way to get rid of one is a spell,”

“Yes, and does anyone know what that spell is?” The teacher asked.

This time she didn’t even wait to be called on, “Ridiculous,”

“Oh, uh, yes, indeed,” He said, “Well the wand movement is simple; you point and say it,”

The class giggled a bit.

“Now, please form a straight line, each of you will have a chance to have the Bogart focus on your worst fears and the trick is to think of something funny or ridiculous, and then think of it while you say the spell, everyone got it?”

Everyone nodded.

“Good, then let’s get started,”

It was somewhat funny, watching everyone else go, until it got to his turn and the room suddenly quieted. The Bogart swirled around Harry head until finally turning into Dumbledore, who grabbed at him, trying to force him away from the Slytherins. Harry’s head swum, he was angry, he didn’t want to go damnit! And NO ONE would make him! With a fury he’d never felt before he pointed his wand at the fake Dumbledore, screaming out the spell and turning his crazy colored robes and hate into multi-colored confetti. Staring down at the pile Harry panted, tears running down his cheeks as he screamed.

“No! I won’t go back you evil conniving bastard! And you can’t make me!” before he ran out of the room at full speed, pushing people out of his way and ignoring the shouts from Draco and his friends as he maneuvered the twists and turns of Hogwarts until he reached the dungeons. He tapped out a rhythm on the dungeon wall, pausing briefly while the stones moved to allow him entrance to the Commons Room. He rushed past the upper years who were lounging about for their free period, finally collapsing in his room, hugging the pillows of his bed as he cried.

Draco and Blaise crept in, crawling onto the bed to hold their best friend as he broke down, making useless shushing noises and cooing.

The majority of the year past much more peacefully, no more breakdowns from DADA and despite his best attempts Professor Lupine never did manage to talk to Harry all alone. To Harry and Draco’s immense pleasure Severus was called in several times to substitute for Lupine in DADA. However that all changed just a month from the end of the year. The wizarding world was in turmoil as some big prisoner escaped from their prison Azkaban, and rumor had it he was headed for Harry. Needless to say this scared the living crap out of him, and Tom found himself with a lap full of quivering teenager.

“Harry, Harry love please,” Tom whispered, “Calm down and tell me what’s wrong?”

“Somebody who was a good friend of parents is coming to kill me!”

Tom busted out laughing, holding his tiny and terrified mate close, “Oh, Sirius? You have nothing to worry about from him, he’s actually quite a good friend of mine and your godfather,”

“R-really?” Harry asked timidly, “But the Gryffindores-“

“Will do anything to scare you,” Tom said quietly, “Now wipe those tears away, Kit, you have nothing to worry about,”

“Alright,”

“Now tell me what else has been going on,”

“Draco where are we going?” Harry asked, shivering in the night cold as he trailed behind Draco and Blaise, the duo had pulled him out of his nice warm bed saying something about the Weasel and Granger. Above them the full moon glowed eerily, making Harry shiver, he really wanted to go back to their dorm.

“To the shrieking shack, those idiot Gryffindors are there and I’ve no doubt it can’t be good,” Draco said very matter of factly.

“And we have to go now?”

“Yes, now shush I can hear them!”

Harry strained his ears, leaning against the house as he listened.

“What are you waiting for Lupine?! It’s the prisoner, kill him!” The Mud-blood screeched.

“Don’t listen to them, Remus, my mate,” A harsh and guttural voice said, “It’s getting late, Moony’ll want out soon, send them away so that we can talk,”

Draco burst through the doors, demanding to know what was going on just as the full moon reached the pinnacle of the sky and a howl was dragged from Remus’s throat. Granger and the Weasel screamed, running from the shack and leaving Draco, Blaise, Harry and Sirius to fend for themselves against the werewolf. They were all frozen still as they watched Remus’s body contort in pain, bones snapping and joint realigning, dark, coarse fur sprouted out of his skin as his face elongated into a hideous muzzle. Harry thought dimly that he was too young to die as Sirius forced their bodies behind his with a whisper, “Don’t worry, he won’t harm me,”

Blaise however didn’t seem to hear it and he tried to run, Draco going after him. Out of the safety of Sirius’s shadow they were defenseless as Remus went after them, Harry and Sirius screaming for him to stop. Begging that he leave them alone. However it wasn’t Blaise that he seemed to be after but the terrified Draco that clung to him. Sirius gasped and put his hands up.

“Draco, step away from Blaise and keep your hands up, show him you’re not a threat to him,” Sirius said calmly, “Don’t-”

But it was too late, Draco bolted away from Blaise quickly trying to reach Harry’s side. Remus followed and as if in a dream Harry watched as long and dripping canine teeth sank into his best friend’s shoulder. What happened after that he couldn’t tell you as he fainted dead away with a scream.

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The aftermath/years 4+5 will be next chapter :DD Sorry this one took me longer to get out, but damn bunnies wouldn't listen and obey!

So many reviews! You guys sure do know how to make an author feel loved :DD

Savannah19742001 - Why would I stay around when he's young and Tom (at least in this fic) won't do anything to him? XD

sammi_bear - he isn't BAD but he will be in trouble XD

Pucks - He's deffinitely going to be a good guy once he's been told everything by his mates...

hotflowers901 - He IS so adorable :DD

Mizuchan24 - Awwww! Well thank you so much for reading even though it's not your normal pairing! (Not to toot my own horn but I AM also writing a Harry?Draco number hint hint wink wink nudge nudge).

LeaniaSTL: >.< damn ipod notepad... Sorry! Hope this one is better!

unneeded - at this point its a bit of a slow build up thing to his all out slytherin glory, it takes time for him to stop cowering and be the devious fox he is :D

jujukitty - Oppssssss, I meant year one and two of Hogwarts!

RRW - Well you'll just have to wait and see won't you?

IsysSkeeter - Cute yes, but kinda breaks my heart :'(
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