...d, and her sister a year old by a muggle couple named Evans. The rest of my heritage is pureblooded, and you might say that my partial demonic ancestry makes it even more pure. Petunia here is a Squib, and so is her disgusting son. I must visit Gringotts to find out exactly which line I come from, for the letter that my mother left me did not mention it. Over the past two months, I learnt how to change into this form. Being a partial Incubus, I am what Veela would desire most…a creature of power, strength and sexuality, far superior in terms of magic and physical abilities than any Wizard, Vampire, Werewolf or Veela.
“I certainly hope that you will appreciate this…being an Incubus makes me rather energetic and insatiable in bed. Since the vast majority of my heritage is human, I keep my mind, but am still gifted with excessive virility…I daresay some would go so far as to call one such as me a machine.”
She nodded, still slightly dazed, and blushed at his implications. Although he could completely turn the effect off, his voice still had a seductive quality to it that beckoned her to serve his every whim.
“Get dressed,” he said, caressing her cheek gently, “I shall explain everything to you properly at a later time.” She nodded, and quickly got dressed. Harry, in the meanti...