Drink!
Harry shook his head vehemently. He sat on the stool with his knees pulled up, lightly rocking his body and whispering to himself "I'm no vampire. I'm no vampire."
Professor Snape was in the next room preparing something and after a short while he came back and put a goblet down onto the table next to the boy. Harry looked up as a nearly irresistible smell reached his nostrils. He blinked surprised and then asked "What's that?"
"A special pepper up potion," was the simple reply.
Suspiciously Harry cast a glance into the goblet and noticed the color was red, more precisely blood-red. "Is this…?" Harry asked without finishing his sentence.
"Yes, Potter. You need it!" Professor Snape insisted.
"No!" Harry said and pushed the goblet away, pulling a disgusted face.
"Stop this nonsense and drink!" Severus growled angrily.
"NO!" Harry yelled stubbornly "I'm not going to drink bl… blood!"
Severus lowered his body at Harry's eyelevel and fixed the boy with an angry glare. "You will die, if you don't drink that."
Harry crossed his arms still looking defiant "Then I will die!"
Professor Snape hissed enraged. He stood up again and paced the room. "Don't be stupid, Potter. You are not the first and you will not be the last one who got bitten by a wild vampire. So take this goblet and drink!"
Harry just shook his head and turned away from the potion.
"Like it or not, you are going to drink tonight one way or the other. It's up to you, but rest assured dying is no option, as long as I can help it. I need to contact the headmaster and Madam Pomfrey now." With these words Severus turned to the fireplace and crouched down.
-x-
"Severus, my boy, what is the matter?" Albus asked as soon as he entered Severus' office with the mediwitch at his heals.
"It's about Potter!" Severus said with a growling undertone he couldn't keep out of his voice.
"Harry?" Albus asked surprised and his eyes automatically wandered over to the boy next to Severus desk. "What's the problem?"
"He got bitten!" Severus explained.
"I didn't" argued Harry back.
Albus looked back at Severus, "If you say 'bitten', you mean…?"
"A vampire. Yes, Albus, Harry Potter got bitten by a vampire. Do I really need to spell this out?" Severus ranted.
While Madam Pomfrey gasped, Albus just pulled up his hands saying "There is no need to yell with me. How bad is it?" he asked and turned towards Harry again. The boy was sitting on his stool with crossed arms and starring holes into the surface of the table.
"How bad it is?" Severus repeated stunned at Albus calm behavior. "I don't know. Tell me. How bad is it when the savior of the world transforms into a vampire?"
"Couldn't it have been something else?" Albus asked.
"It was a snake!" Harry didn't miss the opportunity to say.
Albus looked from Harry to Severus with raised eye brows. "Couldn't it have been just a snake?"
Severus barely resists the urge to strangle the man before him. "We are not talking about possibilities," he hissed angrily. "We are talking about the fact that Harry. Potter. Got. Bitten. By. A. Vampire! There is no doubt, or are you questioning my experience?"
"No, of course not," Albus said and sighed.
"You know what it means," Severus went on, "He cannot go back. He needs to get under control. If the ministry gets wind of this, Potter will be dead."
Harry growled angrily as he listed at the two adults already making plans about him like he wasn't even there. Sheer rage was pulsing through his blood stream. Neither Albus nor Severus seemed to notice that.
"Do you think it is that bad?" Albus asked worried.
Severus snorted at the comment "Potter was always easy to enrage. Now, with the drives of a vampire he will be a danger to his friends as well as to himself. He needs to be kept away from everyone for at least a week. He needs to learn self control and discipline. You saw the boy at the Great Hall, he ate like an animal."
"I'm sure Harry will not hurt someone."
Severus arched an eyebrow at that. Never before had the headmaster questioned his actions in that way. "Not intentionally, no, but he will not have himself under control. Just half an hour ago he nearly bit Mr. Malfoy."
Albus paled at that. It was so hard for him to imagine Harry harming someone else.
"So he needs to be isolated?" Albus asked sighing deeply as he finally realize what had happened and what consequences had to follow. Now he understood Severus anger, and knowing the history of these two boys it was clear, it will not stay by just a week.
"Yes" Severus said noticing the headmaster's final awareness of the situation. "He is dangerous right now."
This last sentence let Harry loose it completely. How dare this bat talk about him in such a way? With a supernatural jump, Harry landed on Severus and pulled the man with him to the floor. Then he exposed his growing canine teeth and with a quick movement he buried his now fangs into the soft skin at Severus base of the neck. Greedily he started to drink but then he froze as realization caught up with him. His professor was right. He was a wild animal without any control over his body. Harry was suddenly undetermined what to do. His mind was screaming to stop but his body longed for the sweet, tasty blood.
"Don't you dare to stop now. Go on!" Severus growled in a low voice and so Harry started to drink again, feeling more alive than in the last days, even more alive as he ever felt in his life. Pure love of life was suddenly pulsing through his whole body.
Then Harry stopped again terrified. What for the world was he doing? He had bitten his Professor. Frightened he sat up. With the back of his hand he stroke over his chin to wipe away the tingling drop of blood and noticed his big fangs. In panic he tried to stand up but he stumbled and fell back on the floor. His eyes were searching for an escape. This isn't real he tried to convince himself. This is not happening.
"Harry calm down," said Madam Pomfrey as she realized the boy was working himself into a panic attack, but Harry had no ears for anybody but himself. He looked at Professor Snape and realization hit him again. "I'm a monster," he whispered. "A blood sucking monster."
He watched dazed as his professor finally sat up und pointed at the still untouched goblet at the desktop. Madam Pomfrey snatched it and gave it to Severus, who downed its content in a few big gulps. Then the mediwitch conjured a cloth and pressed it at Severus' wound. The man hissed and then waved her hand away.
"Don't concern yourself about me. Check the boy!" he growled.
Harry in the meantime was with his back against the wall struggling to breathe. As Madam Pomfrey approached him he shook his head wildly and pulled his hands up. "Don't!" he pleaded just above a whisper.
"I need to check your vital signs!" Madam Pomfrey explained, but again Harry just shook his head.
Professor Snape finally stood up again and as he turned towards the boy, Harry cast at him a look of raw panic before his eyes rolled back in his head and he crumpled to the floor unconscious.
"Brilliant!" Severus murmured, then sat down and watched Madam Pomfrey doing her work.
Finally Albus shook himself out of his silent shock. "Are you okay?" he asked Severus.
"Oh yes, I'm looking forward to the next weeks. They are going to be like holidays," he answered sarcastically.
Albus nodded his head and sighed. Then it grew silent until Madam Pomfrey finished checking the boy.
"Harry is okay, for now. He will sleep until tomorrow, but he didn't drink enough. He still will need a pepper up potion until the next new moon. He will feel tired again in about a week, I guess. He is extremely thin. See that he eats enough."
"I will. Thank you!" Severus answered and then stood up and gathered the boy into his arms, to bring him into his private quarters.
Severus had already helped a lot of wild vampires, but he was sure Potter was going to be his biggest challenge. Though, as hard as it was going to be, he was not going to give up. He never gave up one of his charges, no matter who it was.
Deep in thoughts he carried Harry into his guest room. There he put Harry on the bed and pulled of the boy's shoes. A wink with his wand later Harry's clothes transformed into more comfortable pajamas and with a last glance back Severus left the room and walked into his office. He took out a glass and a bottle of Scotch. He filled the glass and then let himself fall into the chair behind his desktop.
Starring into space Severus remembered the last wild vampire he trained. Alex Flamings, he was in his seventh year now and an excellent student. He had got bitten in the summer after his second year. He also had been very difficult to tame, but in the end Severus had managed, after the boy had gotten into a blood bond with one of his new friends.
And then there had been Elizabeth Winterbourne. She had got bitten during Christmas break in her third year. She had been like a Harpy for some time.
Severus smiled to himself; Miss Winterbourne had grown into a fine lady. She had finished Hogwarts last term and had gotten a scholarship from a university in France.
Still in school were actually eight vampires plus Severus himself, and they all have themselves under control and were no danger to anybody. They all had at least one partner, except of Draco. He refused to get into a blood bond with anybody till now. Draco was in a family blood bond with his father and during school year he just drank Severus' special pepper-up potions.
Draco had got bitten by his father on his tenth birthday on his own will. The young Malfoy was one of very few who choose to live the life of a vampire.
Severus also had grown up in an old vampire family. It was tradition to give the newborn baby the blood of the mother instead of the milk. Severus had grown up like a vampire and at the age of seven he had got bitten by his mother and had transformed finally into a real vampire.
In old vampire families it was common to form family blood bonds between siblings or parents. To bite someone who was not family was like soiling the family blood. The punishment of such an act was expulsion from the family.
These disowned vampires, also called wild vampires, were the most dangerous sort, because without the blood bond of the family they were in need of blood of someone else and in their blood lust they started attack innocent people.
These wild vampires were the reason why the ministry had started to hunt down vampires. The ministry imprisoned or even killed all vampires they found regardless if it was a wild and therefore dangerous vampire or a vampire with a blood bond and completely harmless. In this blind hunt many old vampire families were attacked.
Severus had lost his family that way. He had been in his last year in Hogwarts as the family had gotten hunted down and killed. If Severus wouldn't have been in school he also would have been dead by now, but so he was the last member of the ancient Prince bloodline.
His anger at the ministry that time had been nearly boundless. He had hoped as a death eater he would be able to take revenge, but he had found out, that the ethical principles of the Prince family were deep-rooted inside him and he was unable to crucify, torture or murder. His cry for help had been answered by Albus Dumbledore.
He had given Severus the job of the potions professor and together they had born the idea to help and train young wild vampires. Severus had made it to his life-task to tell them about the traditions of the Prince family and teach them how they could control their blood lust with a partner in a blood bond. This way, wild vampires changed into harmless vampires and learned how to stay hidden between normal people without being a danger to anybody.
Severus sighed deeply and took a small sip from his glass. Potter will going to be a real challenge, he just knew it. He wondered how long it will take until the strong headed boy will accept what he was. Knowing Potter the boy will have a hard time with that. Being a blood sucking monster as he called himself will not sit fine with his hero-complex.
After a second sip Severus wondered who would match as a partner for Potter and his mind automatically wandered to Draco. The blond already showed a great deal of interest, but Severus was sure that it would be impossible to get these two boys together.
On the other hand it was far too early to bonder about that. This stupid boy unknowingly decided to bond himself to Severus with his bite.
Severus gulped down the rest of his drink and then put the bottle and glass away again. Yes, Potter, no Harry, will be a hard task.
AN: As you noticed, 'my' vampires are not as in twilight, already death creatures who do not breath or eat or sleep. They are more like JKR werewolves. It's just a curse running through their vein.