𝐅𝐎𝐎𝐋

Chapter 1

Inspired by Kamerreon's Infernal Ifrit, which is on her yahoo group. Please read, if you can, if not please read the summary below or you will be lost. Also, some pureblood traditions belong to the creative genius that is Excenturykemuse: Ivy Kissed, Amortentia and the Beautiful Series and some spells are inspired by Dpiloff.

*Spoiler-Don't read if you want to read Infernal Ifrit or if you can't*

The opposite of Excenturykemuse's Judicamentum, which is a time-travel story and features Harry/James. In Infernal Ifrit, Harry willing goes into the past and meets his mother, Lily. Over time, he falls in love with her and asks her to try to find a way to keep him in the past with her, but each day he has to return back to his time.

At nights, Ginny (thanks to the Order) comes to him to keep him company and Harry uses her to practice, so when he finally makes love to Lily, he won't hurt her. He returns to Lily, but seven months have passed and she is desperate, so she conjures an Ifrit, which is a type of genie. The genies grants her request to keep Harry in the past, but in exchange he will use Harry's body as a vessel to do with he wants and he wants to use Ginny's womb to carry his heirs. Harry agrees, not caring what happens in the future.

*End Spoiler*

Now that you have the background story, this will be Harry/Draco.

Warning: M, Dark Harry (may be evil), character bashing, explicit het and slash, age difference (11/15)

-Fool-

He snorted as he heard her explanation, even as time had passed these weak mortals were as ignorant as ever. They were as worthless as before and only useful as playthings and desirable for their breeding abilities.

If only they knew that he was more than a genie or heavens forbid a demon. He could not see what this wizard saw in this Mudblood. She was beautiful and intelligent, but she did nothing for him. She would only be useful to him for a few nights and still he would have found her wanting.

But she had proven to be useful. He had been there in the shadows and saw as her red-hair grew lank and her eyes became hollow. Slowly she stopped eating and she became a shell of a human being. And he waited for a few months more before he struck.

He slipped into her dreams and created nightmares, he planted the seed of doubt and desperation. He made sure she was weak and vulnerable. He left small clues that she would follow to find him and waited to be summoned.

He waited millennia for this chance and finally a wizard strong enough was born to be worthy of being his vessel. The half-blood known as the Boy-Who-Lived. He watched him as obsessively as he watched the red-haired girl. And grinned as he felt desire and lust for the woman that in another life had been his mother grow and warp into need.

For all times these mortals pretended to be just, fair and above reproach, they were just as twisted as his kind were. He made sure to make him feel caged and alone by the people that professed to be his friends and mentors.

It truly amazed him that these people were so self-righteous and yet they were cold enough to let a mere child go to his death in order to safe their skins. But, this boy was as pathetic as they were; he let them use him and bended over backwards to accommodate them.

He was the reason for his suffering and he was disappointed that as powerful as the boy was, he proved to be average. He sealed his powers away and later would laminate the cruelty of fate.

He truly was pathetic and weak.

But he felt certain admiration on how he callously used the girl to fulfill his needs. She was truly a whore in love with his fame and fortune. And he waited for his chance.