Drarry Oneshots (𝑪𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆)

The Boy Who Wants

Top!Harry

Bottom!Draco

Author: joaniemalfoy

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Being part of the Malfoy and Black family meant secrets. Draco knew this. He himself had a huge secret, among many small ones that he didn't share with his parents.

But this one was unavoidable. The fact he was an incubus.

A mild one, but one. Apparently, Andromeda Black was also a succubus. He had gotten it from her, and his parents did everything to try and reverse it. The "curse".

Draco could appear in anybody's mind and fulfill their greatest desires sexually, and in return they would be so brainwashed by pleasure that Draco could ask for anything, and would receive it. It was a dangerous power that Draco was strictly prohibited from using. He'd only done it once before, for the Dark Lord. He'd been requested to get information from someone in the Ministry. Draco hated every second of it.

He'd never done it before that, but it was deemed useful. He got the information he needed, and the Dark Lord was pleased. Now that he was dead, Draco never had to use it against his will again. He never used it, anyways.

But right now, he desperately wanted to. Maybe for kicks and giggles. Maybe for good black mail. He didn't know.

But he needed a victim.

"Pansy, pick a random person in our year," Draco said, plopping down next to her. Pansy raised an eyebrow, turning the page in Witches Weekly magazine.

"Why?" Pansy smirked. Draco shrugged.

"I'd like to play a prank on them," Draco said, crossing his legs and examining his nails. Pansy hummed appreciatively.

"Potter got on my nerves today. You can prank him," Pansy said, looking back at her magazine. Draco raised his eyebrows. This would certainly be interesting.

"Wait, what did he do to you again?" Draco asked.

"He had the audacity to breathe, lovey," Pansy said simply, not looking up from the magazine. Draco laughed.

Draco then smiled innocently, "I'm off to bed. See you." Pansy, weirded-out, just nodded. Draco went to his own room, locking the door.

To prepare, he began with himself. He brushed his teeth and used a quick cleansing spell. When he went to the alternate universe, everything would be done for him. He wouldn't have any body hair, his preference, and he would smell like the victims Amortentia. He would be wearing whatever his victim preferred the most, which was usually lingerie.

He would also have small burgundy horns on his head. He couldn't control them, it was his incubus form. He was able to hide his wings, but his horns were there to let the victim know that he wasn't dreaming, and it was the work of an incubus or succubus.

But most people didn't notice the horns, and continued on with the sex. They just assumed it was a dream because of the weird circumstance. They actually started a lesson on demons, but he doubted Charlie would cross over the subject of succubus.

Draco changed into a baggy shirt, not bothering with pants. They were uncomfortable anyways. With that, he slid into bed.

Taking a deep breath, he began the process. Closing in on the victim, he felt himself get dizzy, with closed eyes, his vision began flashing.

He then woke up in a room dimly lit by a bright red moon, making the room pink. The room was Harry's personal room in the Gryffindor tower. It was only a replica, in this alternate universe. Draco looked down at himself. He wore red silk knickers, nothing else.