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xXx Harry Potter and the Legion of Rapture xXx
xXx Arc 00: Summer 1993 / Ch. 01: Prologue xXx

xXx The Dursley Residence, Privet Drive xXx
xXx Little Whinging, Surrey, England, Great Britain xXx
xXx Friday, August 6th, 1993 xXx
xXx Late Evening xXx

Petunia Dursley was a very nosey woman, and she was also a woman who dreaded the thought of anyone ever finding out about her sister's family. This was despite the fact that her sister's son now lived within her own home. Naturally, when said child used his freakishness to blow up her sister-in-law, Petunia was quite distraught. She and her husband were currently standing in the kitchen trying futilely to bring Marjorie Dursley down from the ceiling. But it was all in vain.

So when she heard the knock on the front door, she naturally sent her precious Diddykins to see who was at the door. Normally, she would have sent her nephew, however since the wastrel was no longer within their home, she was forced to send Dudley to do it.

A few minutes later, Dudley returned and said, "Mum… there is a pretty girl here to see you, so I told her she could come in…"

Petunia scowled and turned to tell whoever this woman was to go away and not bother them, only her words died in her throat as her eyes landed on a beautiful seventeen year old girl who was a dead ringer for her deceased sister.

"Hello, Tuney, it has been a while hasn't it?" the girl said with a smirk on her face. The woman took in the sight in front of her and said, "Oh my, I suppose Harry had something to do with this?"

"L-Lily?" Petunia queried in shock and confusion. The woman simply nodded her head, "B-but you are supposed to be dead… and older as well…"

Petunia only peripherally noticed that both Vernon and Dudley were staring at her sister with very slack jaws and lust filled eyes. Lily however, simply walked up to Marge, tapped her in a few places with the pommel of a very intimidating sword, that was thankfully still sheathed, while muttering something indecipherable beneath her breathe. Once she had done that, Marge began to slowly deflate like a punctured balloon.

Lily turned her attention on Marge and placed a hand very firmly on her forehead once she had landed in her seat and spoke an ancient dialect that hummed with power "Oui yna huf caqiymmo ynuicat po ouin tukc!"

Lily then walked over to Vernon placed her hand on his forehead, and uttered "Oui yna huf esbudahd!"

Lily then walked over, knelt in front of Dudley, and gave him the warmest hug you could ever have imagined an aunt would have wanted to give her nephew. She then got up and turned to face Petunia, "Well, my work here is done, so tata and do have a nice sampling of hell!" with that, the stunning redhead disappeared with a resounding crack.

"NOOOOOOOOO! Come back!" Dudley cried out in despair. This caused Petunia to realize something… she really should have treated the wastrel better.

Outside of the Dursley Residence, hidden in the shadows, a large black mass of fur, had watched the arrival of the redhaired beauty, and it had caused the mass of fur to shudder in something akin to both fear and arousal, as it suddenly vanished from the street.

xXx Harry's Room, The Leaky Cauldron xXx
xXx Saturday, August 7th, 1993 xXx
xXx Pre-Dawn xXx
xXx Lime xXx

The Demoness known as Lileetha appeared within the room of her son, Harry Potter. A son, who she bore during her time spent masquerading as Lily Jasmine Potter, née Evans. Lileetha happened to be the Queen of one of the layers of the Abyss, and was an extremely powerful form of Succubus known as a Lilim.

Her appearance in the room did not cause the normal resounding crack that was normally associated with the Wizarding form of teleportation, known as Apparition, due to the fact that Lileetha did not use that form of transportation. Instead, a shimmering portal, reminiscent of the event horizon found on a particular gate from a motion picture which would not debut in this reality for over a year from this date.

Almost as soon as it had appeared however, it had disappeared, leaving behind only Lileetha herself. She was dressed solely in a sheer see-through negligee, and absolutely nothing else, not even panties.

Sauntering up to the bed in as seductive a manner as she possibly could, the stunning redhead pulled the covers back and slipped into the bed with her beloved son. She was delighted to discover that he slept only in a pair of boxers and a t-shirt. Slipping her hand down to his boxers, she wrapped it around his manhood, and pulled it free from the boxers. She then ever so gently levered herself into a position so that she was able to lower her sopping wet cunt directly down onto the equally turgid cock.

The reason his cock was turgid, was because her pheromones were working to excite the young man, despite the fact that he was still sound asleep. Once her cunt was wrapped fully around his manhood, she was startled to discover that he had seemingly woken up during her actions, and his glowing green eyes were now staring up into her own glowing green eyes.

"Who are you? And what do you think that you are doing?" Harry questioned.

"Er…" Lileetha hesitated for just a shadow of a moment.

That momentary hesitation, however, was all that Harry needed, as he bucked his hips, which was not altogether unpleasant to Lileetha, however it had the effect of allowing him the leverage necessary to instantaneously switch their situation, with Harry now on top of her in the more dominant position.

He did not however press his advantage, though he did let out a growl as he responded, "I don't know what you thought you were doing, but I do not take kindly to strange women using polyjuice or some other means to dress up as my mother in an attempt to seduce me. Now get out!"

With that Harry got up from the bed and pointed out the door.

xXx End Lime xXx

Lileetha blinked rapidly as she processed what had just happened. Somehow Harry had managed to resist not just her pheromones, but her ability to induce lust in others. That was… most impressive. It bit serious Balor balls though, that Lileetha was not quite as lucky when it came to Harry's pheromones. She was in some serious need of a cock right now, though it looked like she wasn't going to be getting any.

"Um… for the record… this is not a disguise or a trick, this is what I really look like. I also am the woman, or rather Demoness, who gave birth to you…" Lileetha countered Harry's command with an explanation.

Harry issued an impressive 'harrumph' as he crossed his arms with a severe scowl on his face, "If you are my mother, then where have you been for the past twelve or so years?"

Lileetha tilted her head to the side as she tapped a finger to her chin, "Well, that is a slight bit complicated."

"Uncomplicate it then," Harry demanded.

Lileetha nodded her head slowly, "Well, you see, I had taken as much of your power into myself as I possibly could, and had planned to release it slowly back into you over the years. Unfortunately my plans didn't exactly turn out as I had expected them to."

Harry frowned, "Voldemort?"

Lileetha tilted her head to the other side, she then waved one of her hands through the air and murmured out the word "Mecdah."

Her face furrowed into a frown a few moments after she had spoken and she said, "Well that is interesting."

"What is?" Harry asked.

"Well, last time someone said that name within my hearing range… everyone in the vicinity of that person was forced to defend themselves from a spontaneous Death Eater attack," Lileetha explained.

Harry blinked, "Well, at least now I know why everyone is so bloody terrified of an anagram."

Lileetha nodded and said, "Anyways, yes… I hadn't exactly counted on Voldemort showing up when he did, or ever for that matter."

"Mmm. So, what now?" Harry questioned.

Lily's eyes shone with lust, "Can we go back to having sex now?"

Harry scowled and said, "Really? Incest?"

"It's not that uncommon among Succubi and Incubi. So yes. Plus, I gave birth to you for the specific purpose that you would become my chosen mate, my perfect match in everything!" Lileetha commented.

Harry snorted, "If you want something like that, you are going to have to earn my trust. You have been absent from my life for most of that life, and I believed you dead. Now here you are, waltzing right back into my life? I am not about to just cave and let you have your way with me. You are going to have to give me something to prove your loyalty to me, or else I am afraid I am just not interested."

Lileetha pouted in a very childish, and Harry reluctantly had to admit, very cute, manner, before saying, "Okay… fine. We can start in the morning. What do we do about sleeping arrangements though?"

"Go get a room," Harry said, as he picked her up by the back of the negligee's neckline and dragged her to the door, opened it, and then booted her out… without bothering to wait for her to find something to wear the bottom half of her body.

xXx Outside of Harry's Room xXx

Despite not having gotten the lay that she now desperately needed, Lileetha couldn't help but sprout an ear to ear grin at how her baby boy had been able to resist her pheromones and lust manipulation. "Oh, this will be even better than I had hoped."

With that said, Lileetha reached into her cleavage and from seemingly nowhere, pulled a t-shirt and sweatpants that she then proceeded to don in order to cover up her nakedness. She then went to see about acquiring a room for herself.

xXx Flourish and Blotts, Diagon Alley xXx
xXx Wednesday, August 11th, 1993 xXx
xXx Late Afternoon xXx

Lileetha had been somewhat miffed when the duo had visited Harry's Gringotts Vault, telling him that he was currently using his Trust Vault, not the Family Vault, which implied that he didn't have to worry as much about emptying this vault as he had initially feared.

When they reached Quality Quidditch Supplies, and he had ogled over the Firebolt, Lileetha had simply laughed, and said, "If you ever need such a broom, I will happily buy you one."

Once that was established, the duo proceeded to Flourish and Blotts, and Harry had to tell the proprietor that he was not interested in one of Hagrid's books due to already owning one. Lileetha however, walked over to the cage of Monster Books of Monsters, much to the protestestations of both the owner and Harry, reached into it without any form of protection, grabbed the first book, pulled it out, and began rubbing it along the spine, causing the monstrous book to start cooing in pleasure.

"How… how did you do that?" the owner of the store practically demanded of her.

"I'm a friend of the publisher," Lileetha admitted.

Harry blinked as he realized what that implied, "Er… right. Anyways, I also need Unfogging the Future by Cassandra Vablatsky."

"No you don't…" Lileetha admonished.

"What do you mean?" Harry asked the Demoness.

"You won't be taking that class, because I won't be letting you keep up your act of being anything but one of the academic marvels at that School. It is your birthright to be at the top of your class. Your father was a genius, and I would add your mother to that list, but I don't like to brag," Lileetha stated in an authoritative tone of voice, "Get either the Arithmancy or Ancient Runes book. I suggest Ancient Runes as it will serve you better given your heritage."

"Pardon me, ma'am… but did you just call yourself the mother of young Mister Potter?" the owner of the store queried.

Lileetha blanched as she turned to look at the man, and then turned to Harry and said, "That wasn't supposed to get out yet…"

The man smirked and said, "Lady Potter, you are looking remarkably good for a dead woman."

Lileetha turned back to the man with a smirk of her own and said, "If this reaches the Daily Prophet, I will know who told them. What is more, I will come back here, and exact vengeance upon you in ways that you will find immensely pleasurable, until you realize you will never experience pleasure ever again. Do I make myself clear?"

There was a slight buzzing sound, and Lileetha's eyes swerved to take in the unsightly water beetle that was just now exiting the store. Lileetha turned to the man and said, "I retract that statement, looks like you are off the hook."

"What is going on?" Harry questioned.

"Turns out there was a nosy little snoop in the shop. She has probably been trailing you and I for sometime, hoping for a juicy bit of gossip, which she just got. This is going to suck," Lileetha explained. She then reached into her cleavage much to the shock of both Harry and the onlooker, and withdrew a very small viper from inside of it.

"Pruri, be a dear and let Heleia know to send a Retriever to fetch Miss Skeeter and bring her to the Pleasure Pits?" Lileetha queried of the small serpent.

"As you command mistress" the serpent hissed out in what was very clearly the English language. Lileetha then opened a shimmering portal that was just large enough for her snake to disappear through, which it did. She then turned to see the slack jaws of both the shopkeeper and her son.

"D-did that snake just speak in English?" Harry questioned.

"Doesn't Hedwig talk to you in English? I know she can…" Lileetha questioned in a confused tone.

"Er… no…" Harry admitted in mild consternation.

With that said, the duo were then helped to getting Harry the rest of his school books. When the proprietor asked if Lileetha needed her School books, she answered that, she already had what she needed. And with that the duo departed the shop.

xXx Lileetha's Room, the Leaky Cauldron xXx
xXx Later that Night xXx

Lileetha looked up as the swish of feathered wings was heard, and a man whom she was not particularly happy to see, made his presence known. "What can I do for you, Gabby-chan?"

"You can call off your hound that is currently trying to track down one of my favorite minions," the angel in front of her stated blandly.

Lileetha blinked, "Your… you… did you just call a mortal a 'minion'? You? An Angel? And not just any Angel, a bloody Archangel?"

The Archangel Gabriel who was currently in a very squat and goofy looking body, simply shrugged.

Lileetha frowned, while she was not technically a member of the species that was constantly at war with the Christian God, she was still opposed to the Christian ideology. The ones who were normally at war with said God and his minions were actually the Devils, which can be evidenced by their preference for the use of extensively complicated and magically binding contracts to steal the souls of mortals.

Unlike Devils, a Demon did not require a 'meat suit' in order to visit the world of humans, though apparently Angels now shared that handicap with Devils. It was also apparent that Devils had stolen the name 'Demon' or had been dubbed that by those pesky Hunters.

"So let me get this right, you are basically here to ask me to cancel a hit on someone who you are apparently watching over? What do I get in return for this favor?" Lileetha questioned.

Gabriel sighed and said, "In exchange, I will make sure that Miss Rita Skeeter never reveals anything which is true about either you or Harry within her written works."

Lileetha parsed this response for a moment. She then responded, "That doesn't protect us from libel or anything of that nature."

Gabriel shrugged and said, "No, it doesn't. However it does protect your secrets from being revealed before you want them to be, doesn't it?"

Lileetha sighed and said, "Okay… give me a moment."

With that said, Lileetha walked over to the desk in the room, pulled out a parchment, wrote some instructions down, rolled the parchment up, and then kissed the sheet causing a seal to form in order to hold it closed. She then walked over to Gabriel and handed him the document. "Give this to the Retriever, it is your standard cease and desist order, along with a return to base order. You may have to fight it into submission before you can give the parchment to the demon, but that is just part of the nature of the Retrievers as a species. Good day."

Gabriel looked down at the parchment, then back up at Lileetha with a very childish pout, "aww…"

With another flourish of feathered wings, Gabriel was gone from the room.

"And to think, that is the Patron Saint of the Marauders…" Lileetha shook her head in exasperation. She then decided to call it a night.

xXx Harry's Room, The Leaky Cauldron xXx
xXx Sunday, August 15th, 1993 xXx
xXx Early Afternoon xXx

Harry was currently at the desk in his room, pointedly trying to ignore the very scantily clad redhead that was reclining on his bed in a highly provocative manner, while emitting as many pheromones as she possibly could, in an attempt to rile him up.

So far he had been successful in completely ignoring her continued advances towards him. However, his resolve was beginning to wear rather thin, as this had been ongoing for several days now.

Suddenly the redhead spoke up, "You're going into your third year at Hogwarts, and they still haven't taught you the stunning charm in Defence Against the Dark Arts, have they?"

Harry blinked, as he swiveled the chair, which could thankfully swivel, around to gaze at the stunning redhead, "No, I suppose they haven't."

Lileetha hummed, "That is mildly troubling… how many times have you nearly died during your time at Hogwarts again?"

Harry scowled, "At least five just in my first year. In my second year you could probably tack on at least another four."

"And how many of those could have been dealt with by application of a stunning charm, I wonder?" Lileetha queried.

"Maybe one…" Harry responded.

"List them for me Harry, I want to see if my theory is correct," Lily stated in a curious tone.

"Okay… let's see. First year I had to deal with a Troll on Halloween, a three headed dog, two attempts on my life by a corrupt Defence Professor and an absolutely bonkers maze." Harry responded.

Lileetha smirked and said, "With the strength of your core, even at the reduced levels, a stunning charm would have knocked a troll on its arse, even if not completely knocking it unconscious, likewise with a Cerberus. The Defence Professor should have been easy to deal with due to the protections I placed upon you as a toddler. And the maze… you're smart enough to have gotten past that on your own, if you were really trying."

"One of the traps was a giant Wizard's Chess set…" Harry protested.

"And?" Lileetha questioned.

"I suck at Wizard's Chess…" Harry retorted.

"Were the pieces enspelled to be able to fly?" Lileetha queried.

Harry blinked, "What?"

"I am friends with Perenelle, Harry… and not in the way I was referring to when I said I was friends with the publisher of the Monster Book of Monsters. Correct me if I am wrong, but didn't the trap in the room immediately prior to the chess set involve a broomstick?" Lileetha questioned.

Harry groaned and slapped his face, "It can't really have been that easy, can it?"

"In the Wizarding World, it is generally best to go with the most obvious solution to a problem, because nine times out of ten, that is the one that won't have been countered," Harry heard as a retort.

"How does this help?" Harry questioned.

"Easy, how about, in exchange for me teaching you the spells you likely will need to know in the upcoming years should tall, pale and loathsome ever return to power, you finally let me sleep with you?" Lileetha paused momentarily before adding on "In the kinky way, I mean…"

Harry contemplated this for a few moments, "Alright, fine, you have a deal, but we will only shag, AFTER, I am satisfied with what you have taught me, understand?"

Lily sighed, and instantly dialed back her pheromones, which she had naturally already taught Harry how to do. It took several minutes with an open window for the room to be completely aired out however. Once it was, Harry did have one final question, "How do you propose to instruct me? I'm not allowed to be doing magic outside of Hogwarts."

Lily smirked, "Lesson number one then; the Ministry can only detect underage magic in places where there aren't a lot of Wizards."

xXx Chapter Concluded xXx

Author's Note: This story is listed as a crossover with Dungeons and Dragons due to the fact that the Lily in this story is an Amalgam of Lily J. Potter from the Harry Potter Novels, and the Succubus known as Lileetha from the Sisters of Rapture supplement for Dungeons and Dragons 3.5 Edition. I have changed a few details to make the Lileetha character work better with this story, so please don't go telling me that my portrayal of her is wrong, as it was never intended to be a direct export of the character.

Powers and abilities for the characters in this story are largely inspired by information gleaned from the Superpower Wiki, as well as by use of the Marvel RPG system released by TSR Inc. in the 1980's, the one also named the FASERIP System.

Some of you will have noticed the presence of a Supernatural Crossover, that is only going to be a peripheral cross, and will not have a very prominent part in the story. I mainly included it because I couldn't think of anyone better suited to being the Guardian Angel for Rita Skeeter than that particular incarnation of the Archangel Gabriel.

Other than that, there isn't a whole heck of a lot to add here, hope you enjoyed, and do please leave a review.

P.S. First person to figure out what language I am using as a proxy for Abyssal gets a cookie. Two cookies if they tell me what Lily was saying! My Beta's aren't allowed to guess.