One shot, Purely for Comix and Co. :) Ha ha.

Disclaimer: I do not own Severus Snape, I wish I did though. :(

Bitten

Severus Snape was heading back to his chambers when he saw a shadow move to his left. It was midnight, and he had just finished patrolling the corridors. He stopped and waited but nothing else moved. Deciding that he was tired, or had eventually gone insane, he started off again, his cloak billowing out behind him.

He hadn't gone more than a few feet when he saw it again, this time coming from the right. He cautiously withdrew his wand and said

"Who's there?" but no one answered. I'm going insane he thought, That's all. He hastily put his wand away and started walking again, faster now as he was starting to feel paranoid.

Suddenly, out of nowhere a figure pounced, knocking Severus against the wall. He couldn't see it's face, it was hidden underneath a cloak. He saw the figure move towards his neck, and the next thing he felt was a sharp pain. He let out a soft whimper of shock and watched as the figure slowly pulled it's head away, blood dripping down it's cloak. The next moment it was gone.

Severus slid down the wall, he suddenly felt weak and light headed. Grasping his neck he could feel that it was sticky and wet. Blood he thought. He let out a low moan of pain and fell to the side, unconscious.

Severus could hear the faint sound of voices, and gradually opened his eyes. He was in a white room, with a white ceiling and white walls. I'm in a mental hospital He thought. I've finally lost it. He opened his eyes more and saw that it wasn't a mental hospital, but the hospital wing at Hogwarts. Looking around he saw that he was the only patient.

"Hello, Poppy? Anyone here?" He croaked, his neck felt sore and he carefully placed a hand there, and gasped. He could feel two little marks, kind of like bite marks. Haha but that would be stupid, wouldn't it?

Madam Pomfrey came in to the hospital wing carrying some bottles, looked over and saw that Snape was awake.

"Ah, Severus. You're conscious!" She said, hurrying over. She dumped the bottles on his bedside table and took her wand out. Pointing it at Snapes neck she muttered a few words and he felt the soreness disappear.

"Thank you" Severus said, "What happened to me?"

Madam Pomfey looked scared, she made a chair appear out of nowhere and sat down. "Severus, you've been bitten. By a vampire"

Snape jolted, then looked around the room for Dumbledore. This was obviously one of his sick jokes. "Ha Ha Very funny" He muttered "Suppose this was Dumbledore's idea was it?" He said.

"Dumbledore, no. Look" She got up, walked over to the other side of the room and returned carrying a mirror. She handed it to Snape cautiously.

He held the mirror and looked into it, but there was no reflection. He looked back at Madam Pomfrey "I can't see anything" he murmured.

Madam Pomfrey took the mirror and tapped it with her wand, "Now?" she asked, handing it back.

He nodded, his reflection was there, but he looked so pale, there were also two little bite marks, Oh my god, he thought I'm a vampire. He swallowed and handed the mirror back to Madam Pomfrey. She shook her head, refusing to take it.

"That's not all" She said, "Open your mouth and look"

He obliged and saw two fangs staring back at him.

He stared at her, "Anything else you wish to tell me?" He said, his lip curling slightly.

She scratched her neck, looking round the room, trying to avoid his eye contact.

"Um, yes. You can also - Um - turn - into - a bat" She said hurriedly.

"WHAT?" He shrieked, this was going too far. He had to be dreaming, some weird sick dream. Even sicker than the dreams he has of McGonagall, he shuddered.

Madam Pomfrey backed away, she pulled her wand out again and held it in front of her, like a sword.

"I'm not going to do anything, poppy" Snape said, rolling his eyes at her. He got up, grabbed his cloak and left the hospital wing. He had to get back to his chambers and he had to sleep. Right. Now.

But of course, it wasn't that simple. On his way back he saw the Golden Trio. They were sat on the grass by the lake, under a big tree. What were they do doing out at this time of night? I wonder, he thought evilly. He didn't know how to change into a bat, but thought he could try anyway. He screwed up his face, concentrating. Then, he could feel himself change, he was getting smaller and smaller. He looked at his arms, but they disappeared, instead there were two black wings. I've done it! he thought.

He silently flew over to where the Golden Trio were sat and landed on Potters head. Hermione shrieked and jumped back, and Ron stared, looking gormless as usual. Harry shook his head, but Snape held on tight biting his hair, he then flew off and started to fly at Ron's face, flapping his wings and making weird hissing noises. Ron's hands flayed through the air helplessly causing him to lose balance and fall into the lake behind. He landed with a loud SPLASH.

Got you weasel, thought Snape, trying to laugh, but making more hissing noises instead.

Hermione pulled her wand out and pointed it at Snape, but he was too fast, he swooped low over Potter's head one last time and then flew back into the castle.

Changing back into himself, he smirked all the way back to his chambers.

Maybe this wasn't such a bad thing after all.

Haha, Don't ask :)