Incubus II

Title: Incubus (part 2)

Type: Fanfic, slash, HP, Draco x Harry 

Kind: Dark, Demonic 

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As Harry entered the Great Hall he couldn't do anything else but think about all things that happened last night. He kept telling himself that it's just a dream, cause it was too horrific to be true. Unfortunately, the note he found on the ground and bruises on his arms told something completely different.

     He sat next to Ron and Hermione at the Gryffindor table and tried to look as normal as it was possible. Unfortunately, Hermione couldn't ignore the fact that her friend looked tired and completely distracted.

     "Hey, Harry, is everything okay? You look weird." Ron lifted his head and looked at Harry. They both waited for his answer.

     "Yeah, right. Everything's fine." He hesitated for a while. He didn't want to tell them about the demon, it seemed so absurd to him. "I've just had nightmares and I couldn't sleep, that's why I look so tired." He sighed and took a bite of his sandwich.

     "Yeah, I've heard it." Ron nodded. "It was realistic, wasn't it? You were almost screaming in the night."

     "What? Was it that awful? What was it about?" Harry saw sparkles of interest in her eyes.

     "I..." He forced his friends to wait. He decided to reveal just part of the truth. "You guys know what an Incubus is?" Hermione opened her eyes wider with excitement.

     "You're talking about that demon? The one that one that sexually prey on women while they're asleep?" Ron stopped chewing and looked at Harry. He sighed and nodded slightly. "Um... Okay... But what does an Incubus have in common with your dream?"

     "I think... Damn..." He stammered. "It's... I think it wasn't just a dream..."

     "What do you mean? Like what? Did you..." Hermione lowered her voice. "Did you met an Incubus?"

     "I don't know. It was so realistic, I'm not even sure. But... Just look." He paused for a while and showed them bruises on his arms. "It just grabbed my arms and threw me on a bed. Just like that. Like I was a Chihuahua, not a 150 pound guy."

     Hermione gasped. She reached a hand in his direction. "Can I?" Harry nodded. She touched a blue violet mark on his arm. "Harry? You've... You've been a victim of an Incubus rape?"

     "No. I mean... He was up to it, but Ron woke up and I think it startled him."

     "Wait..." Ron hesitated. "He? Him? You saw his human form? They don't usually show it, you know. They prefer staying unrecognized." Harry immediately recalled Draco's horrific and full of desire look. He couldn't get rid of this dreadful memory from his mind.

     "No." He said firmly. "It was inhuman, even if I'll try, I couldn't recognize him." He felt really bad, lying to his friends, but hw couldn't risk revealing the true, until he was sure it is true. And that unfortunately meant he had to confront the demon one more time.