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Chapter 30
This is a real harem story. Not the ones you can find everywhere about a bunch of kids having a go with Harry and Harry with them, but an official harem like the old Sultans from Turkey ages ago wi...
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Chapter 30
A/N: Editor: The Resident
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Harry was happy that none of the girls was visiting him at the moment. His huge bed was covered with books. Books about dream weaving, dream walking, dream magic and conventional magic applied for the mind, mind defence techniques and much more garbage, but he could not find anything about calling demons and gods in their dreams.
Harry threw the last book on the bed with a lot of force... the book slammed against the edge of the bed, and broke into two parts. One part fell on the ground, and the other part leaned against another bloody large tome he'd already skimmed through.
He thought about the face of Su Li, and he could not accept that she would be gone tomorrow night, and the worst thing was that he did not tell her. She had no way to say goodbye to the world, to let her family know that she loved them. And all of that because he was a too big coward to tell her.
He was desperately looking for a way to contact Lilith and tell her to go to hell. What did he have to do with Lilith and her demon daughters? If he could stop such monstrously creature, he would not hesitate. Such foul creature would possess Su Li, she was his fiancée, for Merlin sake.
Merlin!
"Masar"
Masar, the Librarian in the Gryffindor castle plopped in front of him into existence.
"Yes, Master?" Masar asked.
"Remove these books here, please," ordered Harry.
"Yes, Master," Masar said. He snapped his fingers and the books disappeared from the bed, except the broken book.
"What books do we have about Merlin, Masar?"
"Two thousand and forty eight books, Master."
"Do we have something about dreaming, which is written by Merlin?"
Masar snapped his fingers and a very long piece of white parchment appeared in his hands. Masar was scanning the parchment extremely fast before he answered.
"Three books, Master."
"What's it about?" asked Harry.
"One book is about Merlin explaining the dreams of King Arthur. The other book is the description of dream interpretation of the Mayas, and the last book is the description of dream sequences of himself when he was old," answered Masar.
"What subjects do we have about dreaming and magic?"
"We have thirty three thousand different subjects about dreaming and magic," said Masar with a straight face.
"Do you have something, which describes how to do magic in a dream?" asked Harry.
"We have five thousand six and fifty books about that subject."
"Do we have something about how to kill in a dream?"
"No book about killing in a dream, but one thousand thirty three books vaguely describing death in a dream, Master."
"Do we have books, which describes nightmares?" asked Harry desperately.
"Yes, Master, we have sixty fix thousand thirteen books."
"Do we have books about manipulating nightmares?" asked Harry.
Masar snapped his fingers again, and the huge parchment appeared in his hands. Masar was scanning the parchment quickly and it he was busy for some minutes. This time Harry had the feeling that he was more successful, and was waiting expectantly.
"Yes, Master. There are exactly ten books about manipulating nightmares," Masar said.
"From those ten books, are there books how to perform magic, Masar?"
"Yes, Master, there are three books about that. Two books are in Armenian and one book in English," Masar said.
Harry became excited. "Give me that book in English, please?"
Masar snapped his fingers and a large tome appeared on Harry's bed.
"Thank you, Masar," Harry said. Masar bowed and plopped away.
Harry opened the index of the book and was scanning it. He could not find anything useful from the index, so he started the read from the beginning. He was reading for many hours, until he came to the section about actual nightmares. This section explained what nightmares were and the types of nightmares. The last one was introducing nightmares, which were called magical nightmares, which were nasty dreams, produced by the unconsciousness, and magically amplified by potions, spells or magical damage like a damaged core. He wondered if Voldemort used this to enhance his nightmares last year.
Then the section came about visions and the use of visions in dreams and how to manipulate those visions. Then the section came about astral dreams, and that looked to be boring, but... still might contain some useful information. His eyes fell on an illustration of a sun and moon, and in the middle a baby. Harry frowned and started to read the paragraph under the bizarre illustration.
"Astral Nightmare
Allows a wizard to project themselves into the mind of anyone that is asleep. Once there, they can manipulate the victim's dreams, turning it into a frightening landscape of pure unconscious terror. If the wizard is good enough at tormenting their victim in their sleep, they can even cause them to die from fear alone.
It's a pretty snazzy way for wizards to assassinate people without leaving any proof, witnesses, or even leaving their bed.
The wizard must go into a deliberate dream state, called sub-dream.
The incarnation is 'Astral Somnium'.
From here, it is possible to perform dream magic.
The wizard sleeps and dreams, but the dream is controlled by the wizard (conscientious).
Astral Timor
The spell to manipulate the victim's dreams, and this incarnation can only be performed in a sub-dream. The wizard must concentrate on the victim while casting the spell.
Note: Not all persons can become victim of the spell... only those with a high perception of natural influences."
"That's it," exclaimed Harry. Here is my weapon to fight Lilith.
Harry lay on his back on the huge bed, and took his wand. He took his wand, pointed it to the door and performed a strong locking charm. Then he pointed his wand to his head.
"Astral Somnium" he yelled. Immediately his arm and wand dropped and he fell asleep.
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Harry was floating... somewhere in the nothingness. There was absolute nothing to see, everything was black. First thing he thought that he became blind, then he realized that he could not feel anything... he whirled his arms in panic around him... that he could feel! He pinched his arm painfully, so he had a body and there was then something, even when it was only his body.
He regretted that he went immediately into this dream state, because he had no idea how he got out of this. Harry concentrated him self to be back to his bed, but nothing happened.
He repeated the incarnation.
"Astral Somnium"
All blackness disappeared and he was back on his bed. Harry grinned cynically. What shall he do now? How could he get into contact with the woman? He took the book and studied the article closer, but it did not give him any more information.
"Astral Somnium"
He was in the same blackness again, but this time he was not panicking. Now he started to think intently at Lilith and the way she looked. Slowly the blackness started to disappear. The colour became dark grey all around him, and in the in the far distance he could see a spot of light... white or bright light coming toward him at high speed.
Harry's eyes widened and he was ready to bolt in case that light would mean something nasty. The size of the light became larger and he could recognize more colours, and some details... he recognized a window! The window moved fast toward him and stopped right in front of him. Harry looked into the window and he held his breath. What he saw was hell!
He saw a huge cave through the window, the ceiling was so high that he was not able to see it clearly, but there was a ceiling indeed. Big chunks of something heavy came down in fire, like comets or falling rock, which was burning. Smoke was covering parts of the huge cave. The walls of this cave was glowing, obviously due to the heat, because at the floor level was a sea of a hellish inferno, which gave a deep reddish glow everywhere... flames burst out, which travelled at least fifty meters upwards, some flames were hitting the walls of the cave, which burst into hellish detonations of light and more flames. Between the flames Harry could distinguish large shadows moving... like they were immune to that terrible hot inferno.
What had that to do with inferno? Maybe it was her dream? Dreaming about hell? Why should she dream about hell? Unless she saw hell before, then he understood, because for sure he would dream about hell too now. But was this hell? His first impression what he saw through this window was hell, but maybe it is the view of the inside of a volcano?
Harry looked closer into the window, and he saw those shadows moving through the burning inferno. What he saw here was definitely not the inside of a volcano, because nothing lived and moved there, but what he saw through the window was something, which caused him to feel very uneasy, the feeling of dread became stronger.
He remembered what Remus said about Lilith. After she left the Garden of Eden, she got children from the demons, and demons are supposed to live in hell. What if what he saw in this inferno were demons? It sounds more logical, because he was looking through a window, and he concentrated on Lilith, so he assumed he saw what Lilith was dreaming. The view of the window changed, it looked to zoom into the inferno and Harry tensed. The view changed swiftly and focused on a specific area near one of the walls of the huge cave.
Right that moment, a huge soundless explosion occurred at the left side of the window, right out of the window's range... but the effects were clearly noticeable. Hellish bright light appeared on the left side of the window, pieces of flames travelled in high speed diagonally along the window, followed by smoking plums and then he saw it! Those flames were not natural flames, those were... heads of... humans and... indescribable creatures. Harry looked closer while the window view came further into focus. One specific flame caught his attention... a face of a human with his mouth open... frozen in a terrified scream... Harry could distinguish the terrified eyes, the hair... brownish hair, burning at its ends, travelling in high speed and smashed against the wall... and it exploded!
Harry looked in terror at the explosion, those were people... people alive, and who were exploding! His mind went almost blank at this realization... suddenly the view of the window focused further and it went straight into the flames until it approached one of the moving shadows Harry had noticed before.
Harry's eyes went wide... that was a devil, he had seen it once before! Oh Merlin, what was he doing here? Harry started to realize what was going on. With the spell, he could go into a dream state, where he was still conscious, and that means he could choose and manipulate his own dreams into anything that was possible. He concentrated him self on a non-human, and he saw her dream... a dream of a non-human, who is wandering into hell and communicates with demons and have even children from a demon!
The creature visible in the window was large, very large and it looked brutal, animal like, only much more terrible... and red like a cancer. The evilness was radiating from it and the hot flames and fire surrounding it did nothing to hurt this creature. Two large and dangerous horns grew out of its square head, with two red glowing slits which suppose to be eyes, just like Voldemort's eyes. The nose was flat, but large, and it had multiple nose wings, which were all moving. It reminded him about the slashes of a fish, the way how it breathed. Its mouth was very wide, and half open like in a grin... within the mouth a red, split tongue was moving in and out very fast, like a snake.
The teeth were terrible; Harry could see four rows of teeth, like the creature had four jaws, all working together. This reminded Harry about a white shark, which had only two sets of jaws, only the teeth of this demon were much more dangerous looking thaen those of a white shark.
There was something strange on its chin... like the chin had a life on its own. When Harry looked more closely at the chin, he recognized a snake... or... no, it was a tongue? The same split tongue came out of its chin... Harry always thought that a devil had a little goatee.
Under the chin was a massive neck, if you can call it like that. He thought he saw rings of reddish flesh, which was moving separately as well... just like the goatee of this devil. That neck went into a massive chest, which vaguely resembled a human chest, except it had no nipples and there were no bones like ribs for humans... instead the chest was square and flat. Under its chest was a monstrous thing, what suppose to be its organ, which was whirling like a set of snakes, and Harry looked quickly at its legs.
Those legs were almost funny, because it reminded him about chicken legs, except they were red. Looking at its feet, he recognized the two hooves he knew from the known literature.
The window still showed this devil in detail, and Harry grew tiredly. Thank Merlin he could not feel the heat, or hear the sound of the inferno and those poor people, or smell what was going on over there. The window was only showing him what was happening. Still Harry was thinking about what he was seeing. Was this a dream of Lilith? Or was it something else? Maybe it was not a dream, but maybe it was what Lilith was seeing or looking at? Lilith was a creature which lived on the other pane of existence, and she could communicate in dreams. Her daughters were demons like the one he saw, and they could only communicate with humans via dreams? And who says that Lilith and her daughters were dreaming? They were totally different creatures and they could do things, Harry had no imagination for.
The window zoomed in more, and he could see the face of the demon, which was grinning, and so looked even more terrible. Suddenly a red glow appeared within the black hole between all those terrible teeth, and a burst of red fire erupted out of its mouth, covering the window in red flames and white fire, Harry fell on his behind in reflex... he expected that flames would burst through the window and consume him, but nothing like that happened, but suddenly he attention was dragged to the scene in the window. On both sides of the window, two milky white arms appeared, grabbing the demon by its small ears... at least what Harry thought were ears. The devil became even closer in view, and Harry understood. What he saw was what Lilith saw... she was in hell and communicated in a way with the devil. They could not see him, and could not hurt him; he was only a hidden audience.
The view did not change much for the following minutes after his realization of what was happening. One thing was sure, those creatures were disgusting. Then Harry started to wonder, if the Astral Timor would do something against Lilith in her current state and with the devil. Harry looked wearily at the devil, and that creature looked huge to him. If something went wrong, they might discover him? He thought about Su Li and having a demon like that possessing the girl and he shuddered. He would try this spell and see what would happen.
Harry prepare him self for casting the incarnation. He wanted to be prepared to bold as fast as possible, Gryffindor or not.
"Astral Timor" he murmured and looked intently through the window.
The effect was something he would never expect. The whole inside of the window seemed to explode into a flash of bright light, and Harry was forced to screen his eyes because of the brightness. Harry prepared to escape as fast as possible, and the 'Astral Somnium' incarnation was on the tip of his tongue, when the brightness disappeared. Harry looked to the window, and what he saw was very satisfying. The devil creature seemed to be in pain or at least uncomfortable, because it looked very mad, and the devil seemed to be pushed away from the point of view of the window... like a strong wind was blowing it away. Flames flared up everywhere, and the view of the window was a movement in reverse!
Now Harry understood... the devil was not blown away, the window point of view was flying backward and the cave came in view as a hole again, exactly like in the beginning, only there were many more flames and explosions of light than before... it looked like that whatever there was in that huge cave was angry or disturbed by something.
Then Harry thought about the Astral Timor, and the book said about this spell that it was something to manipulate the victim's dreams. But what and how? Well, maybe he could answer the how part, because he could simply visualize something, but what? What could be damaging for a creature, which could walk through fire? Right... water.
Harry visualized the sea... a huge surface of water and he concentrated on creating a vision of water... and the view of the window changed abruptly... there was his sea he had visualized. Then Harry concentrated him self on the person of Lilith, and he saw the scene changing from the sea to a bedroom like his at the Gryffindor castle, and Lilith was there again... and very naked... very unbelievingly beautiful. How could he hurt Lilith? He wanted to hurt her, and force her to speak to him. If he could show that creature fear and that he had power over her, maybe he could change her mind about possessing Su Li?
He looked at the beauty of the woman through the window, and he new what was the worst thing what could happen to this woman or what ever she was... ugliness!
Harry started to visualize that the beautiful body of the woman was changing slowly... her breasts became larger and heavier, and looked flabby and soft, her skin became rippled, cracked, rough looking and greenish, her toenails became brown, long, cracked and old looking, her beautiful legs became shorter and her knees pointed, her muscles lost their contours, her ass shabby and her beautiful hair fell out in front of him, bold spots appeared on her head, her face was changing rapidly into something hideous and Harry saw the first reaction of the woman in the window... her mouth went open and he could see stumps of something which were once beautiful and perfect teeth, and she seemed to scream. The window did not let sound through... but he could imagine her screaming.
Suddenly Harry visualized her self back as the beautiful women she once was, and there she was again... the same Lilith he saw the first time, unbelievingly beautiful again. The woman in the window was looking horrified and looked around her franticly. She obvious did not know what was going on, and she was horror stricken. Harry smirked and he repeated the process again, and when he restored her, he did it again and again.
After a while Harry became tired of this game. He felt no mercy, because this creature was forcing him... she would simply let a demon possess one of his girls, and he would be forced to sleep with a demon? Harry's anger flared up and with renewed energy he tried other combinations in making her as ugly as possible. Lilith seemed to suffer greatly, and the movements of her face and her screaming mouth gave Harry the idea that she was screaming non-stop... or was it wailing now... her eyes looked desperate.
Now the second part of the plan, he needed to talk to her. But how could he communicate with her? He did not want to try to enter the window, because that would bring him near her, if that even was possible.
Suddenly he had it. Of course, so simple. He looked intently at the window and a white board plopped into existence right in front of Lilith.
Meet me in my dream in five minutes.
Harry Potter
And Harry polled back from the window. He willed him back into the black substance, where he was in the beginning of his crusade against Lilith. He grimaced. Now it was waiting for the creature to come to him, and he truly hoped that she was the one who was attacking him, because that would be... let's say interesting.
Suddenly Lilith was there. She appeared in front of him like she was always there. Harry blinked several times, but she was still there! Lilith had the same problems. She obviously expected to see something else, and she blinked several times as well.
"Welcome, Lilith. I have a problem with you or your daughters possessing one of my fiancées," said Harry with a firm voice.
Lilith looked at him surprised, then with loathing. "You have no other choice," she sneered. Her beautiful face was contorted in disgust.
"Then I let you suffer... or I torture you to death," said Harry calmly.
Lilith started to laugh, and Harry concentrated more then ever. Lilith started to change immediately, her limbs fell immediately from her body, her head was separated from her body and a dirty-grey snake grew out of her neck. Lilith stopped laughing and when she opened her mouth, a long red split-tongue appeared, two large white fangs were in place of her beautiful perfect teeth.
"I have a power over you," Harry said. "If you don't corporate with me, I disappear from this dream world and you wander around as a snake from now until eternity, what do you say?" he asked.
Lilith, in her snake form, started to move franticly and hissed in anger and hate, her now golden eyes were looking full with intense hate to Harry and she spitted.
"You want that I make you blind?" asked Harry calmly.
The hissing increased and she tried to glide into the direction of Harry. Her eyes disappeared, and the hissing stopped abruptly.
Harry willed Lilith back to what she was before, the beautiful woman, but now hate was in her face instead of the previous lovingness.
"That bond we have," Harry said. "You said that you need to supply me a mate. Is there any other way?" he asked.
"No, we need to copulate," she hissed.
"Then we copulate, and get it over with for all times," Harry said.
The woman looked briefly at Harry dumbstruck, before she started to laugh.
"It is not so easy, mortal," she said.
"Who says I am mortal," Harry said calmly. He was a Hybrid now, according Remus. And the Hybrid lives forever, he remembered Remus telling.
Lilith was looking at him more closely. "You have five seconds to give in, then I turn you into that snake or something more appropriate, some slimy thing which need to creep over and in the ground, and I keep you forever in that state. Your demon friend would love it, and for sure I'll let him know," Harry sneered. "So, tell me, snake woman, what is your choice?"
Lilith's eyes became red in anger, the same red as Voldemort, Harry observed. That is interesting.
"It is not so easy, Potter. One time copulating is not enough. You need to devour me sexually, and then the bond is over, and that means, with creatures like you, at least a lifetime," she hissed in hate.
"Alright, let's have a fuck then," Harry said easily.
"I feel disgusted with a creature like you," she yelled. "I can't copulate with you."
"In that case..." Harry began with a smile on is face. Lilith felt her self changing again, and she screamed.
"Noooooooooooooooo"
"I can't, I will be lost!" she screamed.
"In that case... you continue to change..." Harry continued calmly.
Lilith screamed louder then before... her mouth changed, and it was not Harry who was changing it... it became longer and had vaguely the shape of a snout, her feminine ear-piercing screams changed to swine screeching.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ggghhrrrrrrrrrrrrr"
Suddenly six fierce looking beautiful naked women appeared around Harry and Lilith, all of them had mean looking long swords in their hands and attacked Harry immediately. The Succubae had arrived at last.
Harry's body was instantly covered in greyish smoke, and he roared in rage... the smoke cleared up and he roared to the attacking women, who halted for one moment in shock. In front of them was a creature standing in attack stance, which was more then two meters tall, dark-grey-blue coloured skin, terribly muscled, bald and wide black eyes with a cruel wide mouth with a lot of white sharp looking fangs and torn clothes around its body.
The monster was flashing fast, because it took two succubae and broke their necks, throwing the bodies casually over his broad shoulders. Immediately the four remaining succubae grabbed their swords tighter and attacked the beast, which jumped out of the way in a flash. One of the succubae managed to hit his arm with a sharp part of the sword, and the monster roared in pain, and stumbled, slipped because of the blood and fell on the ground. In an instant, the four succubae and Lilith were on the monster and started to hit it with all their power, but the monster had much more endurance then they thought and it succeeded to fight off three Succubae... the fourth Succubus slipped behind the monster and cut its head from the body. The head of the monster rolled on the ground, and its body shuddered and rippled for several seconds before it became still... blood streamed everywhere.
The women paused for a moment, gasping for air, and Lilith wailed when she saw her two dead daughters on the ground. She stumbled toward her quiet laying daughters and fell on their still bodies and cried loudly, cursing the name Potter. The four remaining daughters were looking depressed at the scene of their wailing mother, their heads down, crying themselves. This never happened before from the beginning of their very long lives, they only lost one sister before... about thousand years ago... and now they lost two sisters... and nobody alive to revenge!
Movement came from behind, and before the Succubae could react, two died instantly, their heads rolling from their bodies on the blooded floor... blood sprayed with great power from the headless bodies and behind them stood the infuriated Hybrid already in full movement, with only one arm... waving the sword for the second time... he hit one Succubus in her chest, and she was thrown meters backward because of the power of the strike. The only remaining Succubus hit the Hybrid where his head was... she hit only air... the next instant a sword was pushed into her back and sticking out of her body at the other side... she died in a spray of blood.
Lilith did not move from the bodies of her dead daughters... she knew that this was the end... that monster killed all her daughters now, and the bond was gone. The last of the succubae was gone.
Slowly Lilith stood up, she held her head proudly up and she expected to be killed instantly... but nothing happened... then she saw the monster standing in front of her... and he changed back into... Harry Potter.
Two persons were standing several meters away from each other in the middle of the carnage and massacre... blood everywhere... dead bodies were laying in all kinds of postures and body parts were spread all over the place...
Lilith was studying the Harry Potter in front of her... then she saw something what shocked her to the core... his missing arm was growing back rapidly. She saw the arm growing, and it seemed to hurt a lot, because the young man in front of her was wincing in pain, but he did not lose his composure... he was watching her intently, even through the pain he was alert and stayed so.
"The bond is gone," she said. "You killed my children. Do with me as you wish."
"No," Harry said. "I won't kill you, but I have a task for you instead."
"What task?" she asked warily.
"There is a human or he was once a human with the name Tom Riddle. He calls himself Voldemort. I want that you haunt his dreams and make his worst nightmares become worse than ever... I want that you terrorize his dreams... every sleeping moment of his life, until I come for him and kill him myself," Harry said.
Lilith said nothing, but stared at him.
"At the moment I kill Voldemort, you are free to go," Harry said, and he smiled coldly, crooking up one eyebrow and waited for her answer.
She nodded her head shortly and disappeared in front of Harry.
A/N: Editor: The Resident
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Harry was happy that none of the girls was visiting him at the moment. His huge bed was covered with books. Books about dream weaving, dream walking, dream magic and conventional magic applied for the mind, mind defence techniques and much more garbage, but he could not find anything about calling demons and gods in their dreams.
Harry threw the last book on the bed with a lot of force... the book slammed against the edge of the bed, and broke into two parts. One part fell on the ground, and the other part leaned against another bloody large tome he'd already skimmed through.
He thought about the face of Su Li, and he could not accept that she would be gone tomorrow night, and the worst thing was that he did not tell her. She had no way to say goodbye to the world, to let her family know that she loved them. And all of that because he was a too big coward to tell her.
He was desperately looking for a way to contact Lilith and tell her to go to hell. What did he have to do with Lilith and her demon daughters? If he could stop such monstrously creature, he would not hesitate. Such foul creature would possess Su Li, she was his fiancée, for Merlin sake.
Merlin!
"Masar"
Masar, the Librarian in the Gryffindor castle plopped in front of him into existence.
"Yes, Master?" Masar asked.
"Remove these books here, please," ordered Harry.
"Yes, Master," Masar said. He snapped his fingers and the books disappeared from the bed, except the broken book.
"What books do we have about Merlin, Masar?"
"Two thousand and forty eight books, Master."
"Do we have something about dreaming, which is written by Merlin?"
Masar snapped his fingers and a very long piece of white parchment appeared in his hands. Masar was scanning the parchment extremely fast before he answered.
"Three books, Master."
"What's it about?" asked Harry.
"One book is about Merlin explaining the dreams of King Arthur. The other book is the description of dream interpretation of the Mayas, and the last book is the description of dream sequences of himself when he was old," answered Masar.
"What subjects do we have about dreaming and magic?"
"We have thirty three thousand different subjects about dreaming and magic," said Masar with a straight face.
"Do you have something, which describes how to do magic in a dream?" asked Harry.
"We have five thousand six and fifty books about that subject."
"Do we have something about how to kill in a dream?"
"No book about killing in a dream, but one thousand thirty three books vaguely describing death in a dream, Master."
"Do we have books, which describes nightmares?" asked Harry desperately.
"Yes, Master, we have sixty fix thousand thirteen books."
"Do we have books about manipulating nightmares?" asked Harry.
Masar snapped his fingers again, and the huge parchment appeared in his hands. Masar was scanning the parchment quickly and it he was busy for some minutes. This time Harry had the feeling that he was more successful, and was waiting expectantly.
"Yes, Master. There are exactly ten books about manipulating nightmares," Masar said.
"From those ten books, are there books how to perform magic, Masar?"
"Yes, Master, there are three books about that. Two books are in Armenian and one book in English," Masar said.
Harry became excited. "Give me that book in English, please?"
Masar snapped his fingers and a large tome appeared on Harry's bed.
"Thank you, Masar," Harry said. Masar bowed and plopped away.
Harry opened the index of the book and was scanning it. He could not find anything useful from the index, so he started the read from the beginning. He was reading for many hours, until he came to the section about actual nightmares. This section explained what nightmares were and the types of nightmares. The last one was introducing nightmares, which were called magical nightmares, which were nasty dreams, produced by the unconsciousness, and magically amplified by potions, spells or magical damage like a damaged core. He wondered if Voldemort used this to enhance his nightmares last year.
Then the section came about visions and the use of visions in dreams and how to manipulate those visions. Then the section came about astral dreams, and that looked to be boring, but... still might contain some useful information. His eyes fell on an illustration of a sun and moon, and in the middle a baby. Harry frowned and started to read the paragraph under the bizarre illustration.
"Astral Nightmare
Allows a wizard to project themselves into the mind of anyone that is asleep. Once there, they can manipulate the victim's dreams, turning it into a frightening landscape of pure unconscious terror. If the wizard is good enough at tormenting their victim in their sleep, they can even cause them to die from fear alone.
It's a pretty snazzy way for wizards to assassinate people without leaving any proof, witnesses, or even leaving their bed.
The wizard must go into a deliberate dream state, called sub-dream.
The incarnation is 'Astral Somnium'.
From here, it is possible to perform dream magic.
The wizard sleeps and dreams, but the dream is controlled by the wizard (conscientious).
Astral Timor
The spell to manipulate the victim's dreams, and this incarnation can only be performed in a sub-dream. The wizard must concentrate on the victim while casting the spell.
Note: Not all persons can become victim of the spell... only those with a high perception of natural influences."
"That's it," exclaimed Harry. Here is my weapon to fight Lilith.
Harry lay on his back on the huge bed, and took his wand. He took his wand, pointed it to the door and performed a strong locking charm. Then he pointed his wand to his head.
"Astral Somnium" he yelled. Immediately his arm and wand dropped and he fell asleep.
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Harry was floating... somewhere in the nothingness. There was absolute nothing to see, everything was black. First thing he thought that he became blind, then he realized that he could not feel anything... he whirled his arms in panic around him... that he could feel! He pinched his arm painfully, so he had a body and there was then something, even when it was only his body.
He regretted that he went immediately into this dream state, because he had no idea how he got out of this. Harry concentrated him self to be back to his bed, but nothing happened.
He repeated the incarnation.
"Astral Somnium"
All blackness disappeared and he was back on his bed. Harry grinned cynically. What shall he do now? How could he get into contact with the woman? He took the book and studied the article closer, but it did not give him any more information.
"Astral Somnium"
He was in the same blackness again, but this time he was not panicking. Now he started to think intently at Lilith and the way she looked. Slowly the blackness started to disappear. The colour became dark grey all around him, and in the in the far distance he could see a spot of light... white or bright light coming toward him at high speed.
Harry's eyes widened and he was ready to bolt in case that light would mean something nasty. The size of the light became larger and he could recognize more colours, and some details... he recognized a window! The window moved fast toward him and stopped right in front of him. Harry looked into the window and he held his breath. What he saw was hell!
He saw a huge cave through the window, the ceiling was so high that he was not able to see it clearly, but there was a ceiling indeed. Big chunks of something heavy came down in fire, like comets or falling rock, which was burning. Smoke was covering parts of the huge cave. The walls of this cave was glowing, obviously due to the heat, because at the floor level was a sea of a hellish inferno, which gave a deep reddish glow everywhere... flames burst out, which travelled at least fifty meters upwards, some flames were hitting the walls of the cave, which burst into hellish detonations of light and more flames. Between the flames Harry could distinguish large shadows moving... like they were immune to that terrible hot inferno.
What had that to do with inferno? Maybe it was her dream? Dreaming about hell? Why should she dream about hell? Unless she saw hell before, then he understood, because for sure he would dream about hell too now. But was this hell? His first impression what he saw through this window was hell, but maybe it is the view of the inside of a volcano?
Harry looked closer into the window, and he saw those shadows moving through the burning inferno. What he saw here was definitely not the inside of a volcano, because nothing lived and moved there, but what he saw through the window was something, which caused him to feel very uneasy, the feeling of dread became stronger.
He remembered what Remus said about Lilith. After she left the Garden of Eden, she got children from the demons, and demons are supposed to live in hell. What if what he saw in this inferno were demons? It sounds more logical, because he was looking through a window, and he concentrated on Lilith, so he assumed he saw what Lilith was dreaming. The view of the window changed, it looked to zoom into the inferno and Harry tensed. The view changed swiftly and focused on a specific area near one of the walls of the huge cave.
Right that moment, a huge soundless explosion occurred at the left side of the window, right out of the window's range... but the effects were clearly noticeable. Hellish bright light appeared on the left side of the window, pieces of flames travelled in high speed diagonally along the window, followed by smoking plums and then he saw it! Those flames were not natural flames, those were... heads of... humans and... indescribable creatures. Harry looked closer while the window view came further into focus. One specific flame caught his attention... a face of a human with his mouth open... frozen in a terrified scream... Harry could distinguish the terrified eyes, the hair... brownish hair, burning at its ends, travelling in high speed and smashed against the wall... and it exploded!
Harry looked in terror at the explosion, those were people... people alive, and who were exploding! His mind went almost blank at this realization... suddenly the view of the window focused further and it went straight into the flames until it approached one of the moving shadows Harry had noticed before.
Harry's eyes went wide... that was a devil, he had seen it once before! Oh Merlin, what was he doing here? Harry started to realize what was going on. With the spell, he could go into a dream state, where he was still conscious, and that means he could choose and manipulate his own dreams into anything that was possible. He concentrated him self on a non-human, and he saw her dream... a dream of a non-human, who is wandering into hell and communicates with demons and have even children from a demon!
The creature visible in the window was large, very large and it looked brutal, animal like, only much more terrible... and red like a cancer. The evilness was radiating from it and the hot flames and fire surrounding it did nothing to hurt this creature. Two large and dangerous horns grew out of its square head, with two red glowing slits which suppose to be eyes, just like Voldemort's eyes. The nose was flat, but large, and it had multiple nose wings, which were all moving. It reminded him about the slashes of a fish, the way how it breathed. Its mouth was very wide, and half open like in a grin... within the mouth a red, split tongue was moving in and out very fast, like a snake.
The teeth were terrible; Harry could see four rows of teeth, like the creature had four jaws, all working together. This reminded Harry about a white shark, which had only two sets of jaws, only the teeth of this demon were much more dangerous looking thaen those of a white shark.
There was something strange on its chin... like the chin had a life on its own. When Harry looked more closely at the chin, he recognized a snake... or... no, it was a tongue? The same split tongue came out of its chin... Harry always thought that a devil had a little goatee.
Under the chin was a massive neck, if you can call it like that. He thought he saw rings of reddish flesh, which was moving separately as well... just like the goatee of this devil. That neck went into a massive chest, which vaguely resembled a human chest, except it had no nipples and there were no bones like ribs for humans... instead the chest was square and flat. Under its chest was a monstrous thing, what suppose to be its organ, which was whirling like a set of snakes, and Harry looked quickly at its legs.
Those legs were almost funny, because it reminded him about chicken legs, except they were red. Looking at its feet, he recognized the two hooves he knew from the known literature.
The window still showed this devil in detail, and Harry grew tiredly. Thank Merlin he could not feel the heat, or hear the sound of the inferno and those poor people, or smell what was going on over there. The window was only showing him what was happening. Still Harry was thinking about what he was seeing. Was this a dream of Lilith? Or was it something else? Maybe it was not a dream, but maybe it was what Lilith was seeing or looking at? Lilith was a creature which lived on the other pane of existence, and she could communicate in dreams. Her daughters were demons like the one he saw, and they could only communicate with humans via dreams? And who says that Lilith and her daughters were dreaming? They were totally different creatures and they could do things, Harry had no imagination for.
The window zoomed in more, and he could see the face of the demon, which was grinning, and so looked even more terrible. Suddenly a red glow appeared within the black hole between all those terrible teeth, and a burst of red fire erupted out of its mouth, covering the window in red flames and white fire, Harry fell on his behind in reflex... he expected that flames would burst through the window and consume him, but nothing like that happened, but suddenly he attention was dragged to the scene in the window. On both sides of the window, two milky white arms appeared, grabbing the demon by its small ears... at least what Harry thought were ears. The devil became even closer in view, and Harry understood. What he saw was what Lilith saw... she was in hell and communicated in a way with the devil. They could not see him, and could not hurt him; he was only a hidden audience.
The view did not change much for the following minutes after his realization of what was happening. One thing was sure, those creatures were disgusting. Then Harry started to wonder, if the Astral Timor would do something against Lilith in her current state and with the devil. Harry looked wearily at the devil, and that creature looked huge to him. If something went wrong, they might discover him? He thought about Su Li and having a demon like that possessing the girl and he shuddered. He would try this spell and see what would happen.
Harry prepare him self for casting the incarnation. He wanted to be prepared to bold as fast as possible, Gryffindor or not.
"Astral Timor" he murmured and looked intently through the window.
The effect was something he would never expect. The whole inside of the window seemed to explode into a flash of bright light, and Harry was forced to screen his eyes because of the brightness. Harry prepared to escape as fast as possible, and the 'Astral Somnium' incarnation was on the tip of his tongue, when the brightness disappeared. Harry looked to the window, and what he saw was very satisfying. The devil creature seemed to be in pain or at least uncomfortable, because it looked very mad, and the devil seemed to be pushed away from the point of view of the window... like a strong wind was blowing it away. Flames flared up everywhere, and the view of the window was a movement in reverse!
Now Harry understood... the devil was not blown away, the window point of view was flying backward and the cave came in view as a hole again, exactly like in the beginning, only there were many more flames and explosions of light than before... it looked like that whatever there was in that huge cave was angry or disturbed by something.
Then Harry thought about the Astral Timor, and the book said about this spell that it was something to manipulate the victim's dreams. But what and how? Well, maybe he could answer the how part, because he could simply visualize something, but what? What could be damaging for a creature, which could walk through fire? Right... water.
Harry visualized the sea... a huge surface of water and he concentrated on creating a vision of water... and the view of the window changed abruptly... there was his sea he had visualized. Then Harry concentrated him self on the person of Lilith, and he saw the scene changing from the sea to a bedroom like his at the Gryffindor castle, and Lilith was there again... and very naked... very unbelievingly beautiful. How could he hurt Lilith? He wanted to hurt her, and force her to speak to him. If he could show that creature fear and that he had power over her, maybe he could change her mind about possessing Su Li?
He looked at the beauty of the woman through the window, and he new what was the worst thing what could happen to this woman or what ever she was... ugliness!
Harry started to visualize that the beautiful body of the woman was changing slowly... her breasts became larger and heavier, and looked flabby and soft, her skin became rippled, cracked, rough looking and greenish, her toenails became brown, long, cracked and old looking, her beautiful legs became shorter and her knees pointed, her muscles lost their contours, her ass shabby and her beautiful hair fell out in front of him, bold spots appeared on her head, her face was changing rapidly into something hideous and Harry saw the first reaction of the woman in the window... her mouth went open and he could see stumps of something which were once beautiful and perfect teeth, and she seemed to scream. The window did not let sound through... but he could imagine her screaming.
Suddenly Harry visualized her self back as the beautiful women she once was, and there she was again... the same Lilith he saw the first time, unbelievingly beautiful again. The woman in the window was looking horrified and looked around her franticly. She obvious did not know what was going on, and she was horror stricken. Harry smirked and he repeated the process again, and when he restored her, he did it again and again.
After a while Harry became tired of this game. He felt no mercy, because this creature was forcing him... she would simply let a demon possess one of his girls, and he would be forced to sleep with a demon? Harry's anger flared up and with renewed energy he tried other combinations in making her as ugly as possible. Lilith seemed to suffer greatly, and the movements of her face and her screaming mouth gave Harry the idea that she was screaming non-stop... or was it wailing now... her eyes looked desperate.
Now the second part of the plan, he needed to talk to her. But how could he communicate with her? He did not want to try to enter the window, because that would bring him near her, if that even was possible.
Suddenly he had it. Of course, so simple. He looked intently at the window and a white board plopped into existence right in front of Lilith.
Meet me in my dream in five minutes.
Harry Potter
And Harry polled back from the window. He willed him back into the black substance, where he was in the beginning of his crusade against Lilith. He grimaced. Now it was waiting for the creature to come to him, and he truly hoped that she was the one who was attacking him, because that would be... let's say interesting.
Suddenly Lilith was there. She appeared in front of him like she was always there. Harry blinked several times, but she was still there! Lilith had the same problems. She obviously expected to see something else, and she blinked several times as well.
"Welcome, Lilith. I have a problem with you or your daughters possessing one of my fiancées," said Harry with a firm voice.
Lilith looked at him surprised, then with loathing. "You have no other choice," she sneered. Her beautiful face was contorted in disgust.
"Then I let you suffer... or I torture you to death," said Harry calmly.
Lilith started to laugh, and Harry concentrated more then ever. Lilith started to change immediately, her limbs fell immediately from her body, her head was separated from her body and a dirty-grey snake grew out of her neck. Lilith stopped laughing and when she opened her mouth, a long red split-tongue appeared, two large white fangs were in place of her beautiful perfect teeth.
"I have a power over you," Harry said. "If you don't corporate with me, I disappear from this dream world and you wander around as a snake from now until eternity, what do you say?" he asked.
Lilith, in her snake form, started to move franticly and hissed in anger and hate, her now golden eyes were looking full with intense hate to Harry and she spitted.
"You want that I make you blind?" asked Harry calmly.
The hissing increased and she tried to glide into the direction of Harry. Her eyes disappeared, and the hissing stopped abruptly.
Harry willed Lilith back to what she was before, the beautiful woman, but now hate was in her face instead of the previous lovingness.
"That bond we have," Harry said. "You said that you need to supply me a mate. Is there any other way?" he asked.
"No, we need to copulate," she hissed.
"Then we copulate, and get it over with for all times," Harry said.
The woman looked briefly at Harry dumbstruck, before she started to laugh.
"It is not so easy, mortal," she said.
"Who says I am mortal," Harry said calmly. He was a Hybrid now, according Remus. And the Hybrid lives forever, he remembered Remus telling.
Lilith was looking at him more closely. "You have five seconds to give in, then I turn you into that snake or something more appropriate, some slimy thing which need to creep over and in the ground, and I keep you forever in that state. Your demon friend would love it, and for sure I'll let him know," Harry sneered. "So, tell me, snake woman, what is your choice?"
Lilith's eyes became red in anger, the same red as Voldemort, Harry observed. That is interesting.
"It is not so easy, Potter. One time copulating is not enough. You need to devour me sexually, and then the bond is over, and that means, with creatures like you, at least a lifetime," she hissed in hate.
"Alright, let's have a fuck then," Harry said easily.
"I feel disgusted with a creature like you," she yelled. "I can't copulate with you."
"In that case..." Harry began with a smile on is face. Lilith felt her self changing again, and she screamed.
"Noooooooooooooooo"
"I can't, I will be lost!" she screamed.
"In that case... you continue to change..." Harry continued calmly.
Lilith screamed louder then before... her mouth changed, and it was not Harry who was changing it... it became longer and had vaguely the shape of a snout, her feminine ear-piercing screams changed to swine screeching.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ggghhrrrrrrrrrrrrr"
Suddenly six fierce looking beautiful naked women appeared around Harry and Lilith, all of them had mean looking long swords in their hands and attacked Harry immediately. The Succubae had arrived at last.
Harry's body was instantly covered in greyish smoke, and he roared in rage... the smoke cleared up and he roared to the attacking women, who halted for one moment in shock. In front of them was a creature standing in attack stance, which was more then two meters tall, dark-grey-blue coloured skin, terribly muscled, bald and wide black eyes with a cruel wide mouth with a lot of white sharp looking fangs and torn clothes around its body.
The monster was flashing fast, because it took two succubae and broke their necks, throwing the bodies casually over his broad shoulders. Immediately the four remaining succubae grabbed their swords tighter and attacked the beast, which jumped out of the way in a flash. One of the succubae managed to hit his arm with a sharp part of the sword, and the monster roared in pain, and stumbled, slipped because of the blood and fell on the ground. In an instant, the four succubae and Lilith were on the monster and started to hit it with all their power, but the monster had much more endurance then they thought and it succeeded to fight off three Succubae... the fourth Succubus slipped behind the monster and cut its head from the body. The head of the monster rolled on the ground, and its body shuddered and rippled for several seconds before it became still... blood streamed everywhere.
The women paused for a moment, gasping for air, and Lilith wailed when she saw her two dead daughters on the ground. She stumbled toward her quiet laying daughters and fell on their still bodies and cried loudly, cursing the name Potter. The four remaining daughters were looking depressed at the scene of their wailing mother, their heads down, crying themselves. This never happened before from the beginning of their very long lives, they only lost one sister before... about thousand years ago... and now they lost two sisters... and nobody alive to revenge!
Movement came from behind, and before the Succubae could react, two died instantly, their heads rolling from their bodies on the blooded floor... blood sprayed with great power from the headless bodies and behind them stood the infuriated Hybrid already in full movement, with only one arm... waving the sword for the second time... he hit one Succubus in her chest, and she was thrown meters backward because of the power of the strike. The only remaining Succubus hit the Hybrid where his head was... she hit only air... the next instant a sword was pushed into her back and sticking out of her body at the other side... she died in a spray of blood.
Lilith did not move from the bodies of her dead daughters... she knew that this was the end... that monster killed all her daughters now, and the bond was gone. The last of the succubae was gone.
Slowly Lilith stood up, she held her head proudly up and she expected to be killed instantly... but nothing happened... then she saw the monster standing in front of her... and he changed back into... Harry Potter.
Two persons were standing several meters away from each other in the middle of the carnage and massacre... blood everywhere... dead bodies were laying in all kinds of postures and body parts were spread all over the place...
Lilith was studying the Harry Potter in front of her... then she saw something what shocked her to the core... his missing arm was growing back rapidly. She saw the arm growing, and it seemed to hurt a lot, because the young man in front of her was wincing in pain, but he did not lose his composure... he was watching her intently, even through the pain he was alert and stayed so.
"The bond is gone," she said. "You killed my children. Do with me as you wish."
"No," Harry said. "I won't kill you, but I have a task for you instead."
"What task?" she asked warily.
"There is a human or he was once a human with the name Tom Riddle. He calls himself Voldemort. I want that you haunt his dreams and make his worst nightmares become worse than ever... I want that you terrorize his dreams... every sleeping moment of his life, until I come for him and kill him myself," Harry said.
Lilith said nothing, but stared at him.
"At the moment I kill Voldemort, you are free to go," Harry said, and he smiled coldly, crooking up one eyebrow and waited for her answer.
She nodded her head shortly and disappeared in front of Harry.
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