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I am incubus
Hell on earth, which was the only way to explain her first period, pure hell. Hermione was so painfully aware that something was so very wrong, first the dream, then the new guy who so happened to be in said dream, Professor Snape who had smelled out her discomfort like a vulture spotting out its prey and swooping down to feast on her shredded dignity and frazzled nerves, not to mention HE had spent the entire hour sneaking calculating glances at the class room's population in general and she distinctly felt she was at the top of his hit list.
Yes she had noticed those shifty eyes!
Pff, did he really think he could just prance in the class room and start sizing everyone up to see who would be the easiest lay? And his eyes kept straying to her! It was just gross!
This has nothing to do with the dream; this has nothing to do with the dream! She chanted over and over like a mantra.
Oh bloody hell it had everything to do with that stupid dream!
She turned the corner and zeroed in on Ginny flirting with class president Potter while her athlete big brother tried not to mutilate and kill his best friend who was returning the flirting in spades.
"Ginny! Bathroom, NOW" Mione ordered as she grabbed the girl by the arm.
Ron gave Hermione a relieved look for interrupting the flirting exchange and she frowned, Ginny mimicking her facial expression but for a completely different reason.
"I'm not doing this for you Ron" Hermione clipped as she tugged on Ginny's arm.
He sulked as his grateful blue eyes darkened slightly.
"But I was going to ask Harry-"
"Life and death Ginny, Crisis of the century" Hermione said cutting her female best friend off and dragging her to the nearest bathroom in a series of pulls and tugs.
"Do you think something's wrong with her? She's awfully pale" Harry asked, concerned for his long time friend and sister like figure.
"Who knows, maybe she woke up this morning and jumped into PMS and forgot her pads at home or something"
Harry just smirked and shook his head at his friend's suggestion, if only Hermione had caught the words coming out of the red heads mouth, she would have drop kicked him in the head or groin, which ever suited her fancy.
"Come on, we need to get to the soccer field for PE before madam Hootch lays an egg" Harry said chuckling.
They both walked away and joined the other boys in the locker room, unknowing that the center of Hermione's problems would be in their class too.
XOXOXO
Ginny leaned back against the sinks and watched her friend pace back and forth as she muttered to herself about the new kid in school. She sent Hannah a distracted nod and half smile when the girl exited the stalls and then bathroom once she had washed her hands.
Ginny walked over to the door and flicked the lock closed with an elegant twist of the wrist to make sure they would not be disturbed.
"Ok so what's this about?" Ginny asked a bit annoyed as she leaned against the locked door, Hermione wasn't usually so frazzled.
Hermione stopped her pacing and looked at Ginny for a second before she scoffed and grabbed a fist full of hair.
"I… I think I'm-
"Oh god Hermione I'm so sorry" Ginny immediately left the door and walked up to her friend, ready to wrap comforting arms around her.
"What?" Hermione asked more then a little confused.
"Whatever happens we will always be there for you, you know that right." She said squeezing the older girl's shoulders.
"Huh?"
"When was the last time you had your period honey?" Ginny asked in her most soothing voice a perfect mimic of her mothers cooing voice.
"The hell!" Hermione screeched going bright red.
"You're not… pregnant?" Ginny asked, hesitating at the last word. "We are not going to judge you if you are, you know that, though we might try to castrate the bloke that did it" she added as an after thought to try and comfort the girl.
"No Ginny I am not pregnant, but thank you for helping me put my problems into better perspective" she bit back a little harsher then she meant to.
The red head smiled sheepishly and Hermione sighed, went to lean against a wall and took a deep breath to compose herself.
"Remember last night when I was on the phone with you?" she began.
Ginny nodded and patiently waited for her to continue.
"Well when we hung up I went to bed and the weirdest thing happened, I dreamed I was having sex with some guy with grey eyes and blond hair-
"Was he good?" Ginny interrupted with a lecherous grin.
Hermione went bright red at remembering just how good it was, but then again, she had nothing to fall back on so really, what did she know?
"It was just a dream Gin!"
"Uh huh yeah ok" Ginny said unconvinced.
"So anyway, I walk into class this morning and in walks the new guy and he looks exactly like the guy in my dream!"
"Coincidence" she said dismissively.
"Ginny, you insult my intelligence"
"Ok then, how's this. I saw his older brother come into the school the other day to get the new kid signed up-"
"And how do you know it was his brother?" Hermione asked sceptic.
"Easy, the resemblance is uncanny and the guy seemed to be the older version of the new kid that I saw walking the halls with the head master this morning yet not old enough to be his parent. May I continue?"
Hermione grumbled and folded her arms over her chest.
"So anyway, you probably saw the older brother on the first day without really realizing it and then pictured it in your dream. With the both of them being so alike it's normal for you to mix them both. See simple" Ginny made for the door lest they be late when a nervous sound came from the other girl.
"I get the odd feeling that that wasn't the whole story" Ginny muttered mostly to herself as she glanced at her watch, shoot they where already late, oh well.
"He kept looking at me with these calculating glances and-"
"Was he looking at just you or the class in general?"
Hermione didn't know if she wanted to be annoyed at Ginny for interrupting her, for being so damn observant or for making her sound foolish.
"He was looking at me most of the time!"
"Ah, he was probably sizing everyone up to try and figure out where he belonged, with whom he could hang out with and who would be best matched as friends with him"
Since when had Ginny become so damn logical, and since when had she been so damn silly, Hermione seethed inwardly. Should she even mention the blood and the ache she woke up to this morning? Did people usually lose their virginity in a dream?
"Just play it cool, I'm sure it's nothing to be so worked up over. You just seem to be out of it. How about you come over and spend the rest of the week at the Ginger head house."
"So now I'm going insane?" Hermione asked feeling wounded and even more frustrated.
"Let's just say that spending all this time alone at home was bound to do something. So it's either you spend the week at our place or with Harry and his god father." Ginny placated in her Weasley no nonsense tone of hers.
"All right fine, you win"
"Good now let's get our tardy's and tell the teacher you where having a mental episode. I'm sure we'll be excused"
"Your sarcasm in touching Ginevra"
"Welcome" she replied as she unlocked the door.
They both made their way back to the head office to get their tardy slips for their classes and Hermione resolved to let the mornings events slide as nothing more then the new kid trying to see where he could fit in. but really she couldn't let go of the gut feeling telling her something horrible was about to descend upon them, horrible, yet beautiful at the same time.
XOXOXO
Draco was by no means entertained in PE, running around after a ball felt somewhat ridiculous in his opinion. But still, he supposed it was better then sitting in his chambers looking at a mirror all day, at least he was actually doing something. He took a fleeting glance around the class kids again, just in time to see Neville take another dive as he tripped over his feet. The kid was a menace and he made sure to steer clear of him, he had seen the boy try and kick the ball, only to miss entirely and kick some poor bloke in the knee. He was still on the bleachers with an ice pack; the nurse was debating whether or not to send him to the hospital for x-rays as his knee was turning an unhealthy shade of deep purple and had doubled in size.
His eyes landed on a black haired boy who was currently in possession of the white and black chequered ball, he made a quick pass and stole it from him, running to a ginger haired boy at the goal post in the other direction they where currently running at.
Those two, Harry and Ron, seemed the key to get closer to the girl. He looked over to the side at his team mate. He was rather slow and dim looking but remained flanking his side and shoving all opposing members out of his way like a bull dozer, he looked to his other side and noticed another boy doing the same thing. Crab and Goyle his mind supplied absently as he kicked the ball into the net only to see Weasley make a leap for the ball, like a giant cat pouncing on its prey before falling heavily on the grass, the soccer gripped tightly in his bear like arms.
Draco would have sniffed in annoyance had he been a few centuries younger. As it was he just waited patiently for the ball to go back in game before going after it again.
The class couldn't end fast enough in Draco's opinion as the coach blew the whistle and ordered them to the showers.
"That was a pretty good game, where did you learn to play like that?"
The blond turned to see a sable haired man with round glasses. Draco supposed that this was the best chance he would have at socialising and getting closer to his prey. He didn't even need to figure out a way to approach them; they had done it for him, how kind of them.
"I use to play for my old school" Draco replied, the lie rolling off his tongue easily.
"Would you like to try out for the soccer team? I know there's an opening." Ron asked.
"No, as amusing as it is running back and forth after a ball it wasn't really my thing back then and I don't think it's my thing now either." The incubus dead panned.
"Yeah you didn't seem to be having much fun during PE. The Slytherins are going to be sad to hear that." Ron amended wiping a fake tear from his eye.
"The who?" Draco asked, stripping his sweat drenched t-shirt as they entered the locker room.
"The school has 4 teams for about every sport it holds; Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw." Harry explained. "The 4 teams of a given sport compete for the right to go play against other schools. So it makes for pretty wicked team spirit because the house with the most competing teams in it gets awarded prises and stuff."
"And if you hadn't guessed yet, were both for the Gryffindor teams in Soccer and Football" Ron piped in and as an afterthought he added "and the opening was in the Slytherin team, we beat them almost every year anyway."
Draco thought about that one for a moment, he hadn't played sports in so long, but then again the 'sports' he had played during his years as a Cambion where so far away he barely remembered them. He had certainly given the red head a run for his money.
Draco smirked at the humans and ducked under one of the communal showers. It wasn't hard to ignore the insecure teenagers as all his focus was on trying not to faze threw the water on the tiled floor.
He would need to feed soon or he'd have to go back to his own plain of existence to recuperate and that would be wasted time. He fisted the still pulsing necklace and felt its energy weaving inside him, leeching from the one inside his pray. He'd have to be careful, or he'd kill her without laying a hand on her.
Draco slipped out of the showers with his towel wrapped around his slim waste, walking towards his locker unaware of the shocked and horror struck stare Harry was giving him.
Harry shook his head and looked again, had he imagined some of the water running threw him?
XOXOXO
Hermione and Ginny where walking into the waiting line at the cafeteria to get their diners when the brunette noticed 3 boys walking towards them, one of them being her blonde tormenter and Harry seemed to be eyeing him suspiciously. Hermione felt herself panicking as they approached but a bored look from Ginny was enough to mentally slap herself out of it.
Play it cool, play it cool, she kept chanting to herself as they approached them. Ginny smiled brightly and welcomed Harry, completely ignoring Ron as he scowled at her, Hermione remained stiffly in the background, her eyes riveted on the tall blond standing behind her two male friends.
"Oh, is this the new transfer, Malfoy right?" Ginny asked in a gush.
"Yes, though I don't think we've met." Draco replied a little weary of the girl.
"Oh we haven't, Hermione here has told me aallll about you"
Hermione had never been more mortified in her entire life, surely Ginny knew how embarrassing this was, and as she drew out the 'all' of her last sentence her head whipped at her in a disbelieving way, her face so red she just wanted to die, and judging by the wicked smile on her face she knew, yes, knew how uncomfortable she was.
Traitor she mouthed to the red head. Ginny just smiled angelically.
"I hope she's told you good things" Draco said with a wicked smile in the brunette's direction who flushed a deeper red.
"Well actually you made quite a first impression; I think you're the man of her dr-mph"
"Thank you Ginevra but that's quite enough of that"
"mmm hmm mphmm"
"Mione I think you're choking my little sister, not that I mind"
"My bad" Hermione released the girl and jumped back, Ginny just glared at her as she tried to catch her breath.
"Are you insane?" she hissed rubbing her cheeks to get some color back.
The guys snickered in the background and Draco watched the girls interacting.
"Is this normal?" he finally asked the guys, he had never seen a pray so geared up and spooked before.
Both boys shrugged and grabbed trays to start making their selections clearly dismissing the bickering girls in favour of food. Draco didn't really bother with a tray and simply tried to converse with the two boys, he could feel Hermione's eyes on him every now and then but he pretended not to notice, for now the best policy was to ignore her so she could at least become accustomed to him, singling her out so early in the game would only spook her more and make her withdraw. It was like a wolf trying to coax a deer to come play.
As lunch hour gradually wore on Hermione began to relax more and more, enjoying the company and the constant bickering with Ginny and Ron who then mercilessly tagged teamed against poor Harry, like the siblings from hell that they where. Hermione laughed and joined in, trying her best to treat Draco like one of the guys and for some reason failing miserably. Every time he would look at her with those eyes she could feel her heart beat a little faster, her chest ache a little more and it seemed as though she couldn't get the picture of them out of her damn mind.
The end of diner bell rang and she was only too glad to run… walk away from her friends… from Draco, to go to advanced calculus class. She threw herself into the complex formulas and problems in an effort to forget her troubles and successfully managed to pass the time with barely 3 glances at the clock.
Finally after another gruelling period Hermione managed to jump into her car with Ginny in the passenger seat, driving off to her home to get some over night clothes and take care of the little necessities.
It seemed as though time had passed in a fast forward haze as soon as she got to the weasly home. Harry was there with the rest of them and doing their homework together was always fun (though Ron and Harry seemed to moan about everything). Then came supper and dishes, and finally an evening of trying out the twins new joke products and giving their honest opinions on it, they where always the willing Ginny pigs when it came to the twins.
Close to 9 o'clock Harry called dibs on the shower and walked off, stripping his shirt as he went. Hermione found it quite amusing how she zeroed in on his strong back and flexing muscles, her bright brown eyes glazing over.
Hermione smiled, pay back was a bitch and she's get Ginny back for the lunch fiasco she decided then.
Once she herd the shower started she invited Ginny into the kitchen, but paused at the bathroom door.
"Something wrong?" Ginny asked as she noticed Hermione pause at the door to the bathroom.
"Hmm? Oh nothing." Hermione said, just a tad too cheerfully.
And in a flash that left Ginny reeling, she opened the door, grabbed her arm and shoved her inside, holding the door handle to keep her friend in.
Ginny Squeaked and whirled around trying to get out but meeting resistance, she blushed furiously.
"Ginny?" Harry asked peeking from the shower stall's transparent panes.
Ginny felt her face heat even more and swore under her breath, feeling like a deer caught in the proverbial head lights. The only thing passing threw her fried mind was that she was going to murder Hermione in her sleep tonight.
She took a deep breath and turned around to look at Harry in the eyes, though that had been the plan, her eyes seemed to give her brain a mental fuck you and started to rove over his body, his delicious naked body.
"umm… Ginny?" Harry asked face starting to go red, either from embarrassment or from hot water she couldn't really tell.
Oh well, Ginny thought, if you can't beat her then join him. Ginny reached for the hem of her shirt in a move that surprised the both of them and lifted the material over her head, followed by the rest of her clothes. Harry gulped; she smiled and stepped into the stall, the last thing that went through Harry's head was that Ron was going to kill him, and that Ginny had a really nice body.
Hermione frowned when the pressure on the door ceased and blushed at the way Harry croaked Ginny's name twice, then came silence followed by muffled moans. She flushed and left her post on the door, hurrying for the living room where Ron was playing dirty with Fred and George. It seemed her plan to embarrass Ginny had backfired in a very interesting way.
Ron looked up in a puzzled expression, Fred gurgled around the strangle hold of the telephone wire and George paused in his beating the back of Ron's head with a stapler.
"What's wrong?" Ron asked.
She opened her mouth but closed it, there was no way she was going to tell them, they'd just bust down the bathroom door and kill Harry with the telephone wire… they didn't need a naked Harry with a hard on hanging with a telephone wire around his throat right now.
XOXOXOXOX
Draco stared at his young reflection, his mirror hanging on the wall of his apartment. It was unsettling to leave the source of his powers and life in such an open place, but then sometimes hiding things in plain sight was the best of solutions.
An elegant blond brow rose and his body began aging, expanding, lengthening. It was time to hunt and feed.
He changed the appearance of his clothing, turning jeans and t-shirt into a nice expensive looking suit, collar of his shirt open for a more casual appearance.
Draco, now impersonating as Lucius walked out of the apartment complex and headed to the nearest hip spot, a bar of sorts.
It seemed to be a sort of Jazz night; the place was crowded with dancers and partiers of different ages. His eyes sifted through the crowd scanning and dismissing various women. His eyes went from the dance floor to the bar, and there he spotted her, a blond female in her mid-thirties, she seemed to be playing with her stir stick and deep in thought. She radiated loneliness and depression. He ignored the stares of several patrons and walked over to the bar.
"Two of those" he ordered to the bar tender, pointing at the half empty drink the woman was fiddling with.
The bar tender filled out the order, received payment and wandered off to fill out more orders. Draco simply slid the second glass towards the female, keeping the other for himself.
"So you think buying me a drink will get you a free pass?" she asked haughtily, looking up at him and then doing a double take.
"No, you simply seemed like someone who needed a refill; your misery is still showing." Draco said with a playful smirk.
She looked at him, startled by the bluntness but frowned, downed her first glass and took the second. Draco shrugged and turned away, ready to leave.
"Narcissa" she blurted out.
"Pardon?" Draco turned back, eyebrow arched in question.
"My name… it's Narcissa. And I'm miserable because my boyfriend left me for some younger play thing."
Draco sat back down on the stool and took a sip from the fruity beverage. He raised his eyes, being very careful to cast the beginning of his lust spell, things like this had to be done just right, or the humans energy would never be fully released or be as powerful as it could be. He heard her heart flutter about as well as the beginning of arousal from her.
"Is he blind as well as foolish?"
"He always was a jerk"
"Then it's good that he's gone, what do you think will happen when his own beauty fades, he'll be too shallow, and die a very lonely man."
"Hmmm, and me?" she asked shyly.
He smiled, oh she wouldn't live much longer, but at least she'd die in the company of a man.
"You'll live for an eternity and a moment, and be happy."
"I like the sound of that" she said smiling wistfully.
Draco took another drink, subtly intensifying the lust spell.
"So what's your name? A handsome man offers a drink but no name."
"Lucius, it's very old, passed down through the family" well it was true, his biological father was an incubus by the name of Lucius, who died with a sword through the heart and a fist through his mirror… said sword and fist might have been Draco's.
"I kind of like it, it's very fancy."
Draco smirked and took a sip of the drink, all the signals where there, the covert glances, the batty eye lashes and nibbling of the lower lip.
"Sooo, do you live close by? Or do you just like jazz?" Narcissa asked, twirling a hair strand around her finger.
"I like Jazz, and I'm new in town, so I thought I'd go and meet new people, I wasn't expecting to rescue a damsel from her distress"
"Cute, well I was about to leave when you showed up, I normally don't do this… but would you like to come with me?"
Draco smiled and got up, offering a hand to the female, they both headed out the door and into the night.
The next morning, news stations where in a frenzy over a 34 year old woman found dead in her apartment, no traces of violence on her body, it was as if she just fell asleep and never woke up.
Xoxoxoxox
Ok, I was going to describe the lemon scene between 'Lucius' and Cissy… but it gave me the creepy crawlies so I skipped it. And as for the bathroom scene for Ginny and Harry I'd like to thank my old Friend Roxy for that, I still owe her for the time she locked me in with my then boyfriend. That's scene was 100% real life experience.