Hello everybody,
So I know I've been out of the loop for a really long time but you know uni does take it's toll on me...that's not a good excuse I know but that's all I've got...this fic is a new one...hope you guys enjoy it!
Summary: As Harry leaves the ministry gala after the second anniversary of Voldemorts death he gets kidnapped by a vampire and gets turned. As a very powerful wizard he is quite different from the other vampires (naturally since nothing about Harry can be normal lest we wouldn't be totally smitten with him ;) wink wink). Harry feels a pull towards his intended mate who is none other than our broody extrodinaire vampire Edward Cullen who is set to marry one Bella Swan and denies the mating bond insisting that he is as straight as a plank which irks newly turned vampire Harry to no end and of course the "CHEST MONSTER" makes an appearance here (wink wink). So now our determined hero has to woo one stubborn vampire and set him straight...err or not :D...and yes my dear readers EDWARD is the bottom for I WILL NEVER NEVER make Harry bottom for anyone except Tom RIddle.
Enjoy lovelies, I love you all to the very bottom of my heart and hope you guys will review yes?
WARNINGS: SMUt, fluffy like you've never seen McFLuffy, violence, sex, bashing in short NO KIDDIES ALLOWED! And of course it is SLASH so if it offends you please bugger off! Oh, there's a bit of Angst too, just a bit, UST!
A bit OOC...
HEre we go :)
The Art Of Seduction
Harry was bored, terribly, impossibly, utterly, completely bored. Personally he would never have attended these Ministry galas if Hermione wasn't there to drag his ass repeating her lecture on how he should not complain about the Wizarding populace wanting to see their Saviours face once a year.
"Can't I go already? You know I have training tomorrow morning Hermione" Harry griped which earned him a glare from Hermione and a look of sympathy from Ron. Harry glared back feeling petulant as he always did on these Ministry functions and Hermione sighed and relented nodding her head. Harry smiled beatifically at her and her lips curved into a small smile as she nudged his elbow and said "Alright, you prat, if you must go"
Harry smiled widely and bid them both a farewell before he got outside to the balcony and apparated to the new pub in Hogsmeade. He really felt like having a drink right then and opened the door to the bar. The bartender was familiar with Harry's ill timed visits and just nodded at him and brought out his usual firewhiskey. Harry sat on the bar stool and nursed his drink in his hand as he thought about his lonely and miserable existence. After the war was over he always thought he'd marry Ginny become a part of the family of Weasley's and have kids and settle down. However, he and Ginny hadn't got it on after the war and then there was the fact that Harry found out he was gay thanks to Blaise Zabini for that revelation and now after fooling around for a year Blaise had broken it off as he was returning to Italy to his mother who was very sick. Harry thought it should matter somehow but it was always just sex between him and Blaise, Harry knew that, Blaise knew that and it was with no hard feelings that they parted. However at the age of twenty it was only fair that Harry was feeling a wee bit lonely. Oh he knew he could date anyone he wished, the Wizarding world still loved their saviour even is said saviour was a poof, there were hundreds of willing gay men whom he could date or simply shag but all of them only wanted him for his fame or his money and the last thing he wanted was people manipulating their way into his life because of his hero status or his money.
As he gulped down his drink Harry felt like someone was watching him and turned around training his keen auror trained eyes on the patrons of the pub but after doing a thorough check all Harry could conclude was that it was his own paranoia acting up. After all, the last of the death eaters were caught and thrown into Azkaban, Harry had seen to it that it happened.
After another drink Harry pushed back the bar stool and strode out of the pub, many eyes turned in his direction but none of them came to him for autographs or anything else which is why he frequented this pub often. Harry decided to take a stroll through Hogsmeade for some air and he had the nagging feeling that someone was stalking him and turned around a couple of times to see no one behind him. As he neared an alley he heard the unmistakable sound of someones boots and before he could whip out his wand and shoot a stunner he was hauled up and thrown back into the darkened alley. Harry cursed as he hit his head hard and got up wincing and trying to find his wand.
"Looking for this..." a soft velvety voice asked and Harry snapped his head up to meet with the cold blood red eyes of a vampire holding his wand. Harry cursed some more which made the vampire chuckle softly as he said "Tsk, tsk, tsk, I expected more than this from the great Harry Potter...but I guess what they say about you must all be a ruse hmmm?"
Harry glared and clenched his jaw and fist before asking "What do you want from me?"
"What would I want from you?" the vampire asked suddenly taking a step closer which made Harry scoot back. Harry was fully aware of the precarious position in which he was in, he had no wand and his physical strength couldn't compete with that of a vampires.
"You want blood..." Harry said uncertainly and with great amount of trepidation he added "my blood..."
"Clever boy but that isn't the only thing as you must have guessed by now"
"You...you want to kill me?" Harry asked, now beginning to panic and trying to summon enough strength to perform wandless magic.
"No" the vampire said as if Harry was particularly daft and shook his head lightly. "Where would the fun be in that? I do not want to kill you"
Harry was confused but then the thought of what the vampire wanted to do to him hit him with the clarity of spring water as he gasped and said "You want to turn me...but...but why?"
Harry was confused as he saw something like regret in the eyes of the vampire but it passed quickly to be replaced with that of apathy as he calmly said "Because it has to be done"
Before Harry could ask the vampire what the hell that meant a stunner was thrown his way and Harry promptly passed out. When he came to Harry blinked before realising that he was in Saint Mungo's.
"Oh God, finally Harry we were so worried"
Bushy brown hair came into his line of focus and Harry rasped out "Hermione..wha..what happened to me?" His throat felt dry and parched and Hermione frowned before a sad look settled in her eyes.
"Oh Harry, you dont remember do you?"
"Remember what Hermione?" Harry asked as his throat started to burn.
Just then Ron entered the room, "Blimey mate, you're awake"
"Finally" drawled a sarcastic voice and Harry was stunned to see Draco Malfoy entering his room in a Healer's robe.
Harry was stunned and said "Malfoy...what the...how?"
"Eloquent as always, now Potter how much of yesterday nights events do you remember?"
When Harry just kept on blinking Malfoy huffed before saying "Oh for Merlin's sake, stop gaping like a fish and answer me Potter!"
"Your...you're a healer?"
"Apprentice but that is none of your concern, now answer the damn question Potter!"
"Lay off Malfoy" Ron barked coming to Harry's defense just as Harry tried to recollect what had happened to him the night before but the burn in his throat was distracting him and Draco took the time to cast a few diagnostic spells on Harry although he knew exactly what was happening.
"I remember leaving the Gala early and going to a pub in Hogsmeade but nothing after that" it was like after that was covered by some white fog in Harry's brain.
"You're quite lucky there Potter, Wizards usually loose significant parts of their memories when they are turned, trust you to be different as always" replied Malfoy as Hermione gasped and Ron glared.
"What?" Malfoy said getting defensive, "He's going to know one way or another, better sooner than later"
"That doesn't mean you have to spring this on him like the insensitive bastard you are Malfoy" shouted Ron as Malfoy looked quite sheepish.
"What exactly happened to me and why am I feeling like my throat is about to be charred?" asked Harry very slowly and dangerously daring them to deny him an answer.
Malfoy looked at Ron and then at Hermione before his eyes roamed the various white walls of the room. Finally with an eyeroll Malfoy said "You have been turned into a vampire Potter and that burn in your throat is caused because of your need for blood"
Harry now remembered in clear detail what had happened the night before, how he had been bitten, the awful pain worse than the cruciatus could ever be and the red cold eyes of the vampire who had done it to him. Harry didn't know what to think for a moment before it hit him completely, "I...I'm going to have to kill people..."
Before Harry could panic Malfoy's voice cut through Harry's hypersensitive ears "None of that now Potter, you do not have to kill people, you just need a bit of blood for your sustenance"
"No...I'm immortal, I'm not human anymore..." said Harry fully giving into despair as a thought began to form in his head as he asked "Am I even a Wizard anymore?"
"Yes Potter...now if you are done indulging in your little pity party..."
"Malfoy bugger off" Ron shouted and Harry shut his ears to prevent it from ringing.
"I will Weasley, unfortunately I can't do that until I've given him his meal"
Harry's eyes widened dramatically as he saw Malfoy levitating a plastic bag of blood towards Harry and Ron and Hermione moved away from him cursing Malfoy. Harry was transfixed by the red liquid in the bag and he could already taste the coppery liquid on his tongue. Just when the bag was near enough to him Malfoy let the bag pop open and the scent of human blood invaded Harry's nostrils before he was on it drinking the blood and moaning as the taste and at how right it felt, how sweet the taste was and how all he wanted to do was keep drinking. Harry drained the last drop of blood as Malfoy floated another one to him and then another until Harry had drank about five bags of blood when he felt sated of the thirst.
"I'll leave you to it then, Healer Cunningham will be here shortly to assist you and discuss your condition with you Potter" Malfoy said and left in a flurry of robes and Hermione and Ron re-entered the room.
"He's still the same little git he was back at school" muttered Ron as Hermione shot him a disapproving glare and performed a cleaning charm on Harry.
As Harry settled back against the pillows the extent of how his life was going to be affected now came to the forefront of his mind when Hermione put a comforting hand on his shoulder. The burning warmth felt incredibly good against his skin and Harry self conciously touched himself to feel the hardness of his skin, he felt like he was touching granite and looked puzzled before Hermione explained "Vampires have highly resilient skin Harry"
Harry nodded and looked sullen once again when Ron also came to his side and patted him awkwardly on the back saying "It's not as bad as you think mate...I mean yeah you have to drink some blood but that doesn't mean you have to kill people, vampires are capable of surviving on animal blood just as fine"
"And since you're a Wizard you'll always have better control of your bloodlust" added Hermione.
Just then Harry had a question, "How am I able to control myself with you guys around?"
Hermione smiled softly before saying "We used a simple spell to disguise our scent"
Harry sighed and closed his eyes before saying "Why do these things always happen to me?"
"See it this way mate, you're a complete knock out now, every gay guy in Britain would be all over you if you just looked in their direction" said Ron and that's when Harry asked for a mirror which Hermione conjured after hesitating a bit. Harry closed his eyes and brought the mirror in front of his face before opening his eyes to see burgundy red eyes. At once he closed his eyes and heaved a deep breath before opening them again and gasping, he was...beautiful, there was no other word for it excpet for the sinister red eyes which warned his prey off everything, every feature was meant to seduce and make the prey submit.
Three Weeks Later:
Harry had quickly adapted to his new lifestyle which consisted of staying in Grimmauld place in the mornings alone or sometimes with the company of Ron and Hermione in the weekends, going to Healer Cunningham about thrice in a week and taking plastic bags of blood once in every two days. He would sometimes leave the house at night when he was feeling too lonely and miserable but not anywhere the Wizard populace frequented as his blood red eyes would be a dead give away. Only a few people including Kingsley, McGonagall, Hermione, Ron, Neville, Luna, Malfoy and the Weasleys knew of Harry's little condition and everybody who mattered to him had accepted him again no matter what.
It was just that he felt this awful crushing loneliness at times as if something very important to him was missing. On this night he had decided to take a stroll through the forest of dean, one thing he loved about being a vampire was the amazing speed which made him feel so liberated, free and at peace. He was just about to turn back and run home when something slammed into him from behind pinning him to the floor. He let out a snarl of rage and shaked the thing, whatever it was off of him before he felt a sense of familiarity with the being before he stood up and met the red eyes of the vampire who had turned him. Harry couldn't remember much about the vampire who had turned him except for the haunting red eyes but now on close observation he saw that the vampire had honey blond hair, a tall frame, majestical features that were attuned to seduce a prey and surprisingly golden eyes.
"Dont you make a strong new born..." said vampire smiled at Harry crossing his arms in front of him, "Although to throw off your sire like that, I'm only here to help you Harry"
Harry snarled as he screamed "HELP ME? HELP ME? YOU'VE RUINED MY WHOLE LIFE! HOW THE FUCK ARE YOU SUPPOSED TO HELP ME?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, quit being so melodramatic about this Harry, being a vampire is hardly a life ruined, you are just not dealing with it properly"
"I'll have you know I'm dealing with it just fine considering I never wanted to be a vampire"
"No" the blond vampire tilted his head to the side as he said "You are not dealing with it, you are brooding and let me tell you youngling brooding does not suit you!"
Harry sighed before asking "What's your name?"
"You can just call me Sire for now"
"Like hell I will!"
"Fine, call me whatever you want to call me although I have a feeling I wont be seeing you much after this"
"What are you here for?" asked Harry carefully.
"You are missing something and I wanted to tell you what you were missing, you have a mate"
"What?" Harry was flabbergasted.
"You have an intended mate, all vampires do and you have to find him in order to feel complete...it is mandatory for magical vampires like us to find our mates and consummate the bond as soon as possible otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?"
"Otherwise you will go insane...our mates are a very important part of our lives Harry, they balance us, give us strength, we thrive only with our intended by our side"
"What if I dont want a mate? What if it's a human or god forbid a women?" said Harry cringing at the last thought.
"Oh believe me Harry, once you've seen him all you'll want to do is lay claim on him, you may even get territorial as you are a newborn and a very dominant male vampire and a very powerful wizard and it wont be a women or a human...nature chooses our intended for us"
"How do I find this mate then? He could be anywhere! And what if he didn't want me?"
"No one would not want a strong and powerful vampire like you as their mate Harry and as for finding him thats what this is for" the blond vampire took out a vial filled with a cerulean colored liquid. "This is a potion prepared by the Vampire Governing system, the Volturi and this allows us to see a vision of our intended"
Harry had read all about the Volturi and a load of books about how they controlled both muggle and magical vampires but this posed another problem "What if my mate happened to be a muggle vampire, the Volturi doesn't reveal the existence of magic to muggle vampires, does it?"
"Yes but if a magical vampire happens to have a muggle vampire for a mate, the Volturi will allow them to be as mating is considered vital to our very existence"
With this note the vampire tossed the vial to Harry who caught it and with a whispered "Use it well" his 'sire' was gone as a blur.
Harry stared into the vial for a long time before pocketing it and heading back to Grimmauld Place.
Harry reached Grimmauld Place and relayed what had happened to Ron and Hermione. Hermione chewed on her bottom lip nervously before asking "When are you going to use the potion Harry?"
"Now" Harry said decisively, he didn't know why but for some reason he trusted the blond vampire.
"But Harry it could be anything, I've never seen any descriptions about this potion anywhere!"
"Hermione, I know this sounds crazy but I trust that damned vampire alright and I'm done brooding, I...I need to do this...I want to do this...besides Sires can't harm vampires they create, it's a rule"
"Go for it mate" chirped Ron from the dinner table and Hermione glared at Ron before directing her glare at Harry.
"Harry, can't you wait just a day or two before I do some research?"
"I'm done waiting Hermione, you have Ron, Luna has Neville, Ginny has Dean, Bill has Fleur, George has Angelina...I...If I have an intended mate somewhere I want to know who he is and I want to know now!" said Harry before he stormed out of the kitchen leaving a gaping Hermione and Ron behind.
Harry firmly shut the door behind him and warded the door with locking spells before he took the vial out and drowned it's contents on one go. For awhile nothing happened and Harry felt disappointment and anger begin to stir as he flopped on his bed and closed his eyes when a blurred image assaulted him.
In the vision sunlight streamed in from a window in what appeared to be an attic and fell on a piano, long graceful fingers played a soft melody as the vision shifted and hair the most unnatural shade of bronze appeared, followed by thick eyelashes and creamy pale skin, high cheek bones, giving way into a thin upper lip and a pouty lower one and long pale neck. Again the vision shifted and displayed his mate's angelic face and Harry's lips curved into a small smile as the melody reached it's peak before his mate's eyes came into focus, golden honey colored flecks which were haunted, haunted by loneliness, by melancholy. Just seeing that look in his mates eyes made Harry want to hold him tight and ease away all the sadness in those eyes. The image shifted again and this time Harry saw his mate with a group of vampires and got enraged, did this mean his mate was with someone else, if so Harry was going to rip them apart piece by piece.
But there was nothing in the image to suggest something like that though as Harry observed from a distance. He was in a fancy house in the middle of a thicket of forest and Harry saw his mate lounging on a sofa, Harry was so transfixed that he didn't hear someone approach his mate and when he saw a brown haired female vampire near his mate Harry growled low in his throat before hearing the vampires start to talk.
"Edward, aren't you getting ready for school?" Edward, his mates name was Edward, Harry tasted the name on his tongue and it felt pleasantly right.
"No mom, Alice tells us the sun is going to be out today" His mates voice left Harry reeling for a moment, wait mom? Now, Harry was confused and relieved and school? Why would vampires need to go to school?
"Where are your brothers and sisters then?" asked the 'mom' vampire.
"Hunting trip and then to Port Angeles, Alice wanted to go shopping" obviously these vampires were muggle and went to school and called each other brothers and sisters, Harry didn't remember reading anything about such kind of coven mechanisms.
"Are you meeting Bella in Forks today?" the mom asked again and Harry snapped his attention back to the scene out of his musings. Forks, was that even a place, muggles were really weird sometimes.
"Yes Esme" his mate said with a small smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.
"Well, tell her to call me, I have some plans for the wedding to discuss with her" said Esme and Edward sighed before responding "Honestly Esme, I don't know why you all want to make such a big fuss about it, I and Bella would really like it if it were a private wedding ceremony"
And with that the image faded and Harry got up with a snarl rage blinding him to everything around him. His mate was planning to get married! Married to some girl, Harry absolutely could not let that be! His mate was his, Edward was his and he was going to make him his if it was the last thing he did.
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Next chapter, they meet :)