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Harry was having another dream. Draco was hunched up on the bed in the guarded hospital room that was supposed to be warded against Incubi. His knees were bent up against his chest with his arms wrapped around them and he was crying. Harry felt like he was right there with Draco as he cried.

Harry instinctively went to comfort Draco, sitting down on the bed and placing a hand on the familiar back. "You'll be okay. It's only a month," he said. Dream logic was telling Harry that the tears were about the children, not about his violent attack on Draco the night before.

"A month without my children and it's all your fault," Draco replied, voice hoarse and broken with sobs.

"My fault? All you had to do was tell the court who the other parent of your children is."

"It's you, you idiot! I was protecting you! You're an unregistered Incubus and if they knew you've been carrying on with me for all these years you'd be sentenced to Azkaban. Not a month in that lame excuse for a jail, but the real thing for years. We have three children together, for Salazar's sake. I assumed that since you were playing dumb, you wanted me to play dumb too. Obviously you don't want to be seen with me and you don't want the world to know that I carried your baby within my body, not once, but three times. So you leave me holding the bag, as always. You are such an arse."

Harry couldn't believe his ears. It was everything he'd been wanting to hear. But then, that's how dreams go, don't they? They grant you your wildest desires and snatch them all away come morning. "Three times? No, only Cori. You only told me about Cori. The others must be someone else's."

"All three are yours, you stupid lump. I swear you must have no functioning brain cells left. It's a wonder you manage to breathe."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Harry asked.

"I did tell you, when I was pregnant with Corona. I hoped that you'd come find me and that we'd become a real family. Obviously I was deluded, because you never came. And when you did come, you locked me in jail and threatened to take our children away from me. What's your plan? Wait until I get them taken away and then step in and adopt them? Then you'll look like the hero, instead of the monster you are."

"No, I didn't know. It was all a dream. You have to believe me."

"It's all a dream for me too, but I'm the one with the sore bottom afterwards. It's me who turns up pregnant and has to take care of the baby. You can't ever just visit me in person so that we can use protection; you have to get me pregnant every time. And now you're probably going to bugger me in here and I'll be stuck in that cell, pregnant with your forth child for an entire month. I'm not going to hide it this time: I'm going to report you. I'm going to tell everyone what you've done to me."

"No, I'm sorry. I don't want to have sex with you unless you want it."

"You know what's really fucked up Potter?"

"No, what?"

"I do want it. These dreams are the only times I ever have sex. It's kind of hard to carry on a real relationship when I don't know when you're coming back."

"I'm sorry, I didn't know. I love you. We can have sex in real life too; I'll be your first," Harry promised, dream logic telling him Draco was a virgin.

"But I won't be yours. I've seen the papers; you've been dating half the wizarding world while I've been home taking care of your children."

"I didn't know it was real; I thought it was only in my dreams. I had myself tested; the healer said I'm not an Incubus, so how could this be real?"

"Maybe you had an abnormal test result, but I have three children that prove that you very much are an Incubus."

"You said they were Millicent's, not mine."

"I lied, as you very well know. Isn't it obvious? Cori looks just like you. I thought you'd want her, since she's a Succubus. Nysus and Scorp are human like me, so of course you wouldn't want them. They say that an Incubus won't be able to resist claiming a child with the infection; obviously that isn't true in your case. Saint Potter can resist anything, even adorable little babies."

"She's a Succubus? That's what I sensed about her?"

"Yes and you still didn't want her."

"I did want her, so much. You have no idea how much I wanted her. I was so jealous of Millicent Bulstrode when you first told me, because I wanted Cori to be mine, just like in my dreams."

"Then claim her. Claim us. Submit yourself for a paternity test and get me released from here."

"You'd want that?"

"Yes."

"And you won't push me away come the morning?"

"No. You were always the one who pushed me away. I'd start getting fat and you'd stop visiting me. I was so confused at first when you kept visiting me with Cori, but then I realized that she's like you. She was calling to you, pulling at you, trying to stop you from abandoning us. It worked for a time, but then not even my precious Cori could keep you bonded to us. You left again."

"No, I don't know how to control it. I go to sleep and you're either there or you're not. You'd be here every night if I had my way."

"And my arse would be filled with your spunk and buggered so good I cannot sit. Yes, I know exactly how it'd be if you had your way. It's all about sex with you Incubi. You can't ever just have a regular conversation."

"We're having one now."

"I don't know why. I keep thinking that any second now you're going to pounce on me."

"I want to," Harry admitted.

"What is stopping you?"

"You haven't told me it's alright."

"It's not. I don't want any more children; three is enough."

"Okay. I'll come to you in the day and we can do it with protection." Harry waited for a response, but all he got was a nod, so he continued. "I love you. Do you love me?"

"Yes," Draco whispered under his breath.

Harry leaned in and they kissed. It was a soft, sweet kiss, and then it was over and he was being whisked away on a magical cloud, back to his own bed.

Harry sat bolt upright in his bed, gasping for breath. How had he managed to invade Draco's dreams yet again? Wasn't Draco supposed to be in hospital protected behind anti-Incubi wards? Even if he was an Incubus, he shouldn't have been able to get to Draco. But then his life had never been normal before, so why would it start obeying logic now? More importantly, could it really be true? Could he be an Incubus after all? Could Draco and the children be his, just waiting for him to claim? It was the middle of the night, so he couldn't do anything about it now, but come morning, he was going straight to Malfoy Manor to conduct a paternity test.

Author's Note: Now that Harry knows, he'll be getting Draco out of jail next chapter. And once Draco is out, he has a big revelation to make…

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