Voldemort had trying to get Harry to change sides, he had him in locked in a cell for weeks with very little food and water, a thread bare blanket he was in pain from being whipped and beaten. Then the Dark lord would try by offering him a fest and anything to drink any time he wants, a bright and cheerful room with a roaring fire place and a large soft bed and healing potions, Harry would kindly remind him that he lived with muggles that would beat him and starve him with an inch of his life.
One day Voldemort up the game, He ordered the Death Eaters to pulled Harry out of his cell and had him kneel in front of him "I will break you Harry." He told him, the teen felt to tried and to sore to care what he had to offer "You might as well just give up and submit to me." He offered, Harry looked up at him
"Screw you!" Harry yelled at him, Voldemort's smiled fade before he stood up
"I have to say that muggle family of yours have done a good job and hardening you when any other child would have caved in on the first day." He said as h walked closer to him, Harry watched careful as he saw the pasty face snake face man take something from one of his Death Eaters "However I am not a patient man so I will have to do something to make sure you will join me." Voldemort told him. Moving back to the teen Voldemort smirked "Hold his arms out."
"What?" Harry cried out as he arms and held out to the side, the Dark Lord took the knife and dragged it across Harry's bruised and battered skin "Ahhhh!" The teen yelled as the first cut was made, two more cuts were made on each arm.
Once he was done the Dark Lord smirked and waved his wand making sure Harry was bound and lying on the floor "Bring it in." Voldemort barked, the doors open and a man was dragged in, he was wearing what look like was a white shirt that had been torn and now covered in dirt and blood his black trousers were torn in places and something Harry had only seen on TV and book was his knee high boots. He was weak Harry could see that, he looked like he's been beaten worst than he has been, when he looked up the teen eyes widen in shock as he saw the blood red eyes looking back at him "Last chance Harry as you can see this is a vampire if you don't change sides I will make you a vampire." The teen looked towards the Dark Lord as he if he was joking but still shook his head
"No no I will not changed side, I don't care what you do!" Harry yelled at him, the vampire smiled as he watched him scream at Voldemort…finely someone with a bit of pride…the vampire thought he smiled mainly because he could smell the power around the child and it made him hungry.
"Very well then bring Crane."
Harry was unable to move or free himself as they dragged the half starved vampire over to him and once the vampire zeroed in on the blood Harry was sure he was done for. As the vampire was thrown in front of him "Well there we go Crane one innocent child for you to feed from, just don't take too much I want to brake him." Voldemort said to the vampire, Crane growled as he pulled himself over to Harry and pulled the teen into his lap, Harry tried to move and pull away but even the vampire in his weaken state was stronger than Harry and had him held to his chest tightly. Crane held Harry and turned his head so that the teen's neck was stretched watching the pulse stand out against the skin
"N...No st…stop." Harry whispered to the vampire who only sniffed his skin before licking the salty and unwashed skin making the teen shiver
"I wish I could my sweet boy, but trust me this will help both of us." He whispered as he sunk his fangs into Harry's neck.
Harry's eyes widen in pain and open his mouth in a silent scream as he vampire drunk from him, Crane held onto Harry tightly pulling him close to his body as he lapped at the blood filling his mouth, while Voldemort watched in amusement at the pain the boy was in. Suddenly Crane pulled back with a gasp his eyes turning black before back to blue, his skin took on a healthier glow instead of pale death look he had, and he could feel the power from the young wizard pumping life into his long dead body. He let out a deep chuckle as he pulled the changes off himself "Crane?" Voldemort growl as the vampire pulled the robes binding the boy to the floor and picked him up holding him close to himself "Stop him!" Voldemort yelled at his followers, they threw hexes and stunning spells at him but they bounced off letting the vampire laughed
"Oh you are so foolish you call yourself a great wizard you are weak; you think you know everything when you know nothing." Crane spat at him "Did you think you broke me made me bend like a puppet, I was waiting for you to do something this idiotic and word of advice Tom Riddle vampire don't always need blood to gain power but it helps feeds the hunger." He said before he disappeared in a flash.
Voldemort stood up and looked around the room "FINE HIM I WANT HIS HEAD ON A SLIVER PLATE AND HARRY POTTER BACK IN THESE HALLS!" He yelled almost making himself horse; the other Death Eaters looked around wondering where the hell do they start? The vampire world is so cut off from the wizard world and the muggle world "DON'T MAKE ME HEX EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU!" Came the last command of the night as they disappeared in a puff of smoke.
Crane walked into his old man that was now a burn husk, he still held onto the dark hair boy in his arms as he looked around the place "This will never do." He said to himself he placed Harry onto a charred sofa and walked to the fire place, kneeling down he cut his hand on a shard of glass and rubbed it onto the back of the large fire place "To the heart of the house I give you my blood as an offering restore your beauty and be a home once more." The house pulsed around him and magic rippled thought the reminds and slowly the house rebuilt itself.
By the time it finished the house was back to what is once was, a large grand manor fit for lords and ladies from any background, warmth filled what was once ice cold damp no longer soaked the wood of the floors or walls. Smiling Crane picked up the sleeping boy and carried him up stairs to his room, placing him on the bed the vampire bruised the hair out of Harry's face "Thank you Harry, I will make sure you are well taken care of." He whispered into the teen's ears before he took his wrist and bite down letting his blood flow out, he hovered it over Harry's slightly open mouth and letting it trickle down his throat "That's it drink up." He whispered once the wound closed over he wiped the blood off Harry's lips and then kissed the teen good night before leaving room. Crane had work to do he need to restore everything he lost thanks to the Dark Lord his lands, his titles and honour, family which he hopes that Harry will help him with, he will work hard to gain all he lost and to make those who hurt him feel those loses as well.