Kiss of Immortal Death
A/N: Ok I'm pretty sure I suck at writing stories but I'll give it a go. Please tell me if you like it. :3
Oh and I don't own Harry Potter and I don't own The Vampire Chronicles where I am getting some of the vampire characteristics.
Harry had never been in so much pain. He was lying in a pool of his own blood on the floor of his room at number 4 Privet drive.
Flashback
Harry was sitting at his desk trying to stop Hedwig squawking. "Shhh! He'll hear you!" Harry whispered to his noisy owl. But it was too late; he could hear his massive uncle stomping down the hallway.
"That's it! I've had enough of you and that ruddy bird!" Harry's uncle backhanded him across the face. The-Boy-Who-Lived fell to the floor seeing stars. Uncle Vernon continued kicking the struggling boy until he stopped moving.
"Petunia! Pack everything you can! We're leaving" The fat man said while stomping out of Harry's room as fast as his fat body would allow.
End Flashback
Harry coughed blood onto the ground, he was feeling very faint. "They beat you too me Voldemort." Harry grinned wryly then coughed feebly just before his eyes rolled into the back of his head.
Severus Snape was out in the cold keeping an eye on the Potter brat's house on Dumbledore's instructions when he heard shouting from inside. He waited a few minutes then saw the muggles rush out and piled into their car. They sped off with no sign of Potter anywhere. "This doesn't look good." Severus thought. He ran into the house and found Potter's room. What he found was worse than he imagined; Potter looked like he was dying. Severus rushed over and scanned the boy for injuries with his wand. He was bleeding internally with broken bones and deep gashes. Potter would die soon if he didn't do something.
"Forgive me Albus," Severus muttered as he bit into his wrist and let the blood flow into the Golden Boy's mouth. He could see the boy's injuries healing and bones cracking back into place. He then bit into Potter's throat and drank the sweet blood that met his lips. 'Not sweet, it's Harry bloody Potter!' He mentally growled at himself.
When Potter was within an inch of his life Severus healed the puncture marks by biting his tongue so it bled, then licking the tiny wounds before pulling away and feeding The-Boy-Who-Lived his blood again.
Harry's eyes popped open and he grabbed the offered wrist, drinking to fulfill a new extreme thirst. He felt like he had never had a drink in his entire life. The wrist was pulled away but he was still so thirsty. He quickly sat up, ignoring the dizziness he felt and tried to latch back onto the wound but it was healed. "So thirsty!" he moaned. He looked into the face of the owner of the wrist and gasped. "Snape?" he said before doubling over in pain. "What did you do to me?" He demanded through clenched teeth. The pain he felt was excruciating.
"I saved your life." Snape said expressionlessly. Harry's eyes rolled into the back of his head for the second time that night as he fell to the floor.
The next time Harry opened his eyes it was to the familiar ceiling of the hospital wing. 'How did I get here?' He thought while sitting up.
Madam Pomfrey hurried over when she saw Harry stirring. "How are you feeling dear?" She asked while fluffing The Golden Boy's pillows.
"I feel…different," he said while looking around curiously, "Everything looks different, brighter and everything is louder…What's that smell?" Harry sniffed the air.
"Yes well…" The nurse said shifting uncomfortably, "The Headmaster said he wanted to see you when you woke up. You should be o now but if you feel unwell at all, come and see me." She smiled at him then handed him his clothes.
When Harry heard the door to her office shut he stripped off his hospital gown and threw on his freshly washed clothes.
On his way to Dumbledore's office he tried to remember what had happened. The last think he remembered was his uncle beating like usual when Hedwig was being noisy. Though he remembered this time being worse. He had thought he was going to die. But now he felt fine, better than usual.
Harry got to the Gargoyle guarding Dumbledore's office and started listing candies. Before long the Gargoyle moved aside and Harry stepped onto the moving staircase.
"Enter." Came Dumbledore's voice when Harry knocked. He walked in but stopped when he say Snape sitting in one of the chairs across from Dumbledore's desk. He remembered Snape being there after his fat uncle left. "Take a seat," Dumbledore said twinkling, "Severus here was telling me the events of when he found you."
Harry nodded and sat, he could smell that smell again.
"How are you feeling?" Dumbledore asked.
"Fine," Harry said, "Though everything looks brighter and everything is louder and I can smell something…it's familiar but I can't pick what it is." Harry frowned. He sniffed a bit again then said, "The smell seems to be coming from you Sir, it was coming from Madam Pomfrey too but…but Professor Snape smells…different." Harry's brow furrowed even more.
"Ah yes, what you can smell Harry is my blood. You were badly injured when Professor Snape here found you, if he hadn't of turned you, you would be dead." Dumbledore said grimly.
"Sir I don't understand, turned me? What do you mean and blood why would I smell your blood?"
Snape next to Harry sighed, "Turned, Potter means that I changed you, made you like me, a vampire, and you smell The Headmaster's blood because that is what you must feed on; blood. I don't smell the same because I am a vampire my blood is different."
"What! A vampire? I can't be! You can't be! You go in sunlight! You eat food! How can you be a vampire?!" Harry exclaimed.
"Don't believe all the muggle stories you hear Potter." Snape sneered.
"Bu…"
"Don't worry Harry; Professor Snape will explain everything you need to know later. Right now I need to explain things; seeing as it is halfway through the holidays you will be staying here at the castle with Professor Snape in his rooms, He will, like I said explain everything and teach you what you need to know. If you are ready you will continue your seventh year with everyone else. All your things have been moved into Professor Snape's rooms so I think everything has been taken care of…." Dumbledore explained.
"Wait, what about the Dursleys?" Harry asked.
"Ah yes, Professor Snape told me everything he saw and heard, the Ministry Have them. They will be put into a muggle prison for child abuse." Dumbledore said, his twinkle non-existent. "Why didn't you tell anyone Harry?"
"I don't know…" Harry said staring at his lap.
"Alright but don't be afraid if you have to talk." Dumbledore said.
Harry nodded mutely.
"OK I think that is all my boys. Severus, show Harry to his new rooms."
"Yes Headmaster." Snape said, stood and left the room with Harry following.
t.b.c
A/N: Did you like it? Was it good?