"Who is your mother... If you don't mind me asking?" Harry asks, trying to alleviate the tension that'd gathered from him asking her true name... He realised now that it wasn't something to trifle with, from the stories he'd read, you could conduct instant death rituals if you knew someone's true name... He imagined it could be much worse for demons who were inextricably linked with their names.
"My mother is the Succubus Queen and ruler of Exteneros. Obviously, I will not willingly give her True Name, so do not try to ask..." she growls, knowing it would be death for both her and her summoner should he try.
Harry just nods, "Ok... I'm sorry for asking yours earlier... I was just surprised that I summoned you."
She regains her smile and flicks her wrist, causing the lights of the house to activate, allowing Harry to extinguish the flame he'd been holding and properly see the results of his ritual. The ritual circle had been burned into the wooden panels of the floor, and the Marchfield families ashes had completely disappeared, along with the dog heart, apple, and arrow that'd been used as ingredients.
He shakes his head and gives a timid smile, "So... What are we? I made this ritual to summon someone who I could be friends with..."
Kalimathras seems like she'd about to break into giggles and start cooing him. It was incredibly cute for this child to ask something so innocent, despite the fact he'd literally sacrificed three people a minute ago. "I told you earlier, I can be whatever you want little master. The ritual has bound us together, so I will be with you for as long as your pitiful mortal lifespan allows."
Harry's eyes shimmer as he steps forwards and hugs the succubus around the waist, "I want to be friends. Can I call you Kali?" he states as the succubus brushes his hair with her delicate fingers.
"Then I shall be your friend, little master. And yes, Kali is suitable for now." she says, picking him up and sitting down against the wall, allowing him to sit in her lap, "Now. I asked you earlier, how are you able to practise this magic while retaining your soul?" she quietly asks.
Harry can barely keep himself awake as he's held against the succubus' incredibly comfortable body. "I... I tried to sell my soul for power, but instead of taking all of it, I think the demon took a piece..."
Kali gains a look of incredulity, not that Harry can see due to his position. "What do you mean, 'take a piece?'"
Harry goes on to explain his vision of the white orb with a tumour placed upon it, the hand tearing the tumour away and allowing him to escape. Once Kali hears this she begins giggling like a mad-woman.
"Hehehehehe! Oh my! You are a very, very lucky person indeed, master." she turns his head towards her and shifts his hear out of the way slightly to reveal the slowly fading lightning bolt scar, "This is marvellous and incredibly stupid... Who stores their soul in another living being? Doesn't it defeat the point of splitting your soul in the first place?" she retorts, seeming both amused and ashamed of however had attempted whatever she was talking about.
"Someone stored their soul in me?" Harry asks, very confused.
Kali nods, "Some fool seems to have stored their soul in that scar of yours... The ritual that was to take your soul, took the soul shard instead as payment. This is both very, very rare, and very, very lucky. I have no heard of this happening before, but no doubt you will become a powerful person in future."
"What do you mean?"
"Do you know where magic comes from, my master?" she asks and he shakes his head, "Magic comes from your soul, to practise the demon arts is to utilise the power from another being while giving up your own magic. But... You have gained both, giving you one of the greatest potentials I have ever seen... Even surpassing that Merlin figure who only managed to steal back a portion of his half-digested soul."
Harry smiles, "Really? That's so cool!" he exclaims, excited at the prospect, as well as having someone to properly talk about his interests with... Though, this brings an idea to his mind, "Could you teach me how to do magic? I've been teaching myself so far, but I don't know if I'm doing it properly."
Kali continues running her fingers through his hair, "I would gladly train you, my master. I will teach you all I know of magic, rituals, and the other realms... Maybe one day I can show you my own realm." she whispers in his ear, sending a chill down his spine.
If Kali was this... Beautiful. He couldn't imagine what thousands of similar beings as her would look like, let alone feel like. Already he was being affected by her aura, feeling things a child his age shouldn't. He imagined he'd faint as soon as he was in their general vicinity.
"Can we start practising magic now?" Harry asks, despite how tired he felt and looked.
Kali shakes her head, "After your recent ritual, I would suggest you rest, master. You may not feel it yet, but summoning someone such as myself will strain your body and soul..." she cautions.
"Ok..."
...
"Kali?" he asks after a moment.
"Yes master?"
"Do you play Pokemon?"