"Why, yes, he is. Now, to extract your wings, close your eyes and concentrate. "He instructed.
Harry did as he was told, but nothing happened. "Why are they not coming" He asked confused.
"You have to concentrate and relax." 'Snake' said becomingreiterated.
Again, Harry did as he was told to. This time he felt very sharp pains in both his shoulder blades. He fell to his knees from the pain as his wings fully extended; coal black feathers with emerald tips.
"Drink this and then we will continue." 'Snake' ordered as he helped Harry stand. He handed Harry a vial of blood and watched in satisfaction as the black haired vampire gulped it down. The healthy flush to the boy's skin let 'Snake' know that his strength had returned.
"Now, watch me and then you try again." He said and Harry nodded. He began to flap his wings up and down and was soon hovering several inches above the ground. "It may hurt because you are new to this, but it should pass within a couple of days. You may try them now."
By the time training was over, Harry was a jumble of confused emotions; sore, tired, angry, but more happy then anything else. When he got to the dorm he shared with Malfoy, he heard a very beautiful sound coming from within the room he suspected was Draco's.
"It's Malfoy! Damn it, NO, it's Draco." Harry thought as he walked towards the sound. Quietly he opened the bedroom door and saw what was making the noise. Draco was sitting on his bed, playing what looked like a guitar and he was very good at it.
When Draco finished the song, he was surprised to hear clapping coming from the door and looked up to see Potter standing there.
"Never thought I would see a Malfoy playing with something muggle." Sneered Harry.
"Well, Potter, I have found a whole new world since I gave up being daddy's little ass kisser." Snapped Draco.
"Well, you play pretty good. Mind if I join?" Harry grinned. He waited for Malfoy to answer before waving his hand to summon Sirius' old guitar to him.
"You play guitar? I always figured you to be the singing type." Teased Malfoy.
"I do both." Smiled Harry. "Wow, we just had a civil conversation again." Thought Harry.
"Yes, we did." Draco answered. They both wound up laughing until tears ran down their cheeks before settling in to jam for the rest of the night and think up ideas.
The next morning in C. O. M. C. they were studying Venomous Night Stalker Monkeys. "I think these things are cute." Draco directed the thought to Harry, but didn't get a response from his roommate.
"Now who can tell me about these little things?" Hagrid asked.
"They migrate near to or wherever war and carnage is happening. Despite their cute little wings and general cuddly body appearance, they are very dangerous if angered." Hermione quoted, smiling at him.
"Very good, Hermione. Ten points to Gryffindor." He beamed at the happy witch then turned back to the rest of the class. "Now, you to put on your gloves and then come over here and pick out one of these little fellows." Hagrid instructed.
They all did as they were told, but stopped to listen when Millicent Bulstrode asked, "Why do we have to wear gloves when we handle these monkeys?"
Hagrid beamed at her also. "Very good question, Ms. Bulstrode. Ten points to Slytherin also. The reason you need to wear gloves is because these little lads have a venom in their fangs that is toxic enough to kill the undead and make the living extremely ill." He explained.
Just as Hagrid said kill the undead, Draco shrieked, "Oh shit! It bit me, Harry."
"What! Where? Merlin, Malfoy, I thought you would have learned something." Harry chided him.
"Before I die I need some-that's when he passed out.
"Crap! How do I help him?" Harry shrieked.
"Why would you want to help him?" asked Ron.
Harry gave him a disgusted look then snapped, "The stupid look on your face really belongs there!"
"Huh?" Ron muttered before mumbling more invectives about stupid Malfoy anyway.
"He is one of the last of our kind. NOW IS SOMEONE GOING TO ANSWER ME?" Harry snarled, really pissed.
Hermione answered his question. "Your blood. He needs some of your blood. Since you and he are the last dark angels." She added.
The class quieted as if they had been hit by a SILENCIO spell. They all stared at Hermione and the two boys. They did not dare to breathe as they watched Harry call forth his wings, then ignoring them all; he carefully picked up Draco and prepared to fly away.
Before he left he asked, "How much time do I have, Hermione?"
She gave him a nod of encouragement as she said, "I think you have around ten minutes. Good luck in saving him."
"OK. Now that Harry and Malfoy are gone will someone please explain to me what is going on?" A very perplexed Ron stood there looking at Hermione.
"Why, yes, I can, Honey. However, it is not my place to tell you anything. You should ask Harry. Maybe if you can stop yelling at him for five seconds he might even answer your questions." Hermione bestowed a fake smile on him before returning her attention to the little white monkey she was feeding a slice of rotten meat to. (Sorry, had to add that bit….sort of so people won't forget just how gross these little things are.)
"Stupid, Malfoy, just plain stupid. Why didn't you put your gloves on?" Harry scolded as he flew up to their dorm as fast as he could; only to be stopped by a locked window. "Crap, stupid window." He growled. He waved his hand and gave a satisfied sneer as the window deteriorated into a thousand tiny pieces.
Harry was conscious of the seconds ticking away and hurriedly placed Draco on his bed as soon as they were inside the room. The black haired vampire shook his blond friend roughly, trying to get him to open his mouth so that he could pour some blood down his throat, but Draco refused to open his mouth.
"I'm really sorry about this, but I only have three minutes left." Harry mumbled distractedly as he quickly sorted through his options. He finally bit into his own arm and sucked until he had a mouth full of blood. His lips soon locked onto Draco's and he forced the other boy's mouth open so that he could dribble the blood into it. It took several mouthfuls before Draco was strong enough to sink his fangs into the arm that was eventually offered to him.
When Harry was satisfied that Draco had drank enough blood to ensure a full recovery, he left the room in search of Professor Snape. Snape would have extra potions so that he and Draco could feed without going hunting. Had he turned around before he left the room, he would have seen a very happy blond vampire lying on the bed smiling dreamily at the cracks in the ceiling.
Draco had woke up at the first whiff of blood in the air. "Now that was enjoyable." The devious blond thought to himself while making sure Harry didn't overhear his mental conversation. He fell asleep shortly after, feeling safe and loved for the first time since he had received his Inheritance.
He was having this really weird, but enjoyable, dream when this very annoying buzzing sound started. Draco shot up out of bed, growling at the alarm clock and caused it to blow up for disturbing his make-out session with Potter.
"Well, I'll just go tell Harry you're finally awake." Squeaked Harry's little pet bunny.
"That must have been the little bunny Harry had last night." Thought Draco.
"Yes, it is. And, now that you are awake and recovered, I can tell you off, you dumb ass." Harry snarled.
"Oh, there is no need to get all nasty with me. I know how you really feel about me. I was awake at the first scent of blood from you." Draco really tried not to smirk too much.
Harry's porcelain complexion paled even further before his cheeks turned a brilliant red from embarrassment.
"Wow, I didn't know we vampires could blush!" Draco managed to gasp out before dissolving into a fit of giggling at the beet red Potter.
"Shut it! So you were awake the whole time, e..ee…eeven when..." Stuttered Harry, trailing off.
"Yes, I was and now I think I will get you back." Draco literally purred.
Harry gulped before whirling around and heading for the bedroom door. He jerked the knob several times trying to open it, but it wouldn't budge.
Draco didn't feel like playing nice now that he had Harry just where he wanted him. Clicking his tongue gently, he chided, "Now, now! You can't even sense another vampire's spell yet. How very unlucky for you. Yet very convenient for me." He smirked, advancing towards Harry.
Harry eased his hand back, intending to grab his wand out of his back pocket, but found that it was gone. "I guess I could try some wandless magic." He thought, unsure if Draco caught that thought or not. "Stuffy" Shouted Harry.
"Sperron Schutzen, tisk, tisk you have to be quicker than that." The blond smirked again.
"Well, I really don't want to do this, but oh well." Harry thought moving towards the window.
"Now where are you going to go? You backed yourself into a corner." Draco laughed evilly.
"No, I haven't." Harry denied, before quickly muttering his favorite new spell. He watched in admiration as the spell blew the window out. "Well, it has been fun, but we really do have classes in a few minutes. So, see ya!"
Draco stared in shock as the black haired boy threw himself out the window. "Oh, no you don't." Draco snarled as he jumped through the window opening, spreading his own silver and black tipped wings in midair. Shrieking a vampire battle cry, he gave chase to the retreating Potter.
"I'm almost there. Come on, come on! Only one more yard to fly. I'm almost at the Charms classroom window." Harry muttered to himself as he pushed the limits of his still new wings. He was actually starting to worry that he would not make it. The last few meters had been absolute agony on his weak fledgling wings.
"Oh no you don't! You're not getting away from me that easily." Draco shrieked as he dive bombed Harry and sent them both crashing through the window Harry had been attempting to reach just seconds before.
Draco's first battle cry had caused the entire room to stare in awe at the feathered boys flying toward the Charms room. By the time the boys crash landed and began rolling around the floor the Gryffindors and Slytherins were watching and taking bets on who was going to get the upper hand on the other one.
The two didn't come to a stop until Flitwick cast an immobulus charm. "Ha! I win. Now I get my revenge, or prize, whichever way you see it." The blond was grinning lecherously at the confused dark haired boy beneath him.
"Now wait! I only di-oomph." Harry was silenced by Draco clamping his lips onto his.
The Slytherins began cheering at the cuteness of it all. Some of the Gryffindors 'awed', while others were horrified stiff.
"Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Potter, please stop this now. You both receive detention for this little display. Now get up and take your seats." Professor Flitwick squeaked before turning to the window and casting a repairo charm on it.
Draco got up and turned around. As he walked to his seat, his smirk was visible to everyone.
Harry got up also, his gaze centered on Draco until the other boy sat down. A faint blush painted his pale cheeks as he sat down next to Ron. "You really didn't have to do that. All I did was give you some blood to save your life. I couldn't get you to take it by yourself so I had to force it into your mouth so you would drink it." Harry thought and sent the message to Draco.
"I know I didn't have to, but it was so much fun. And, I know I wasn't the only one who liked it." Draco projected his own thoughts back to Harry as he winked at him. Harry just groaned and hit his head on the desk, knowing what Draco said was true.
"Now class what we will be learning today is a charm that shields your body temporarily and repels things that are thrown at you, or you run into. It goes like this…" instructed Flitwick. The class returned to normal and remained that way until the bell rang.
After class Harry was pulled into an empty class room. "What the hell just happened in there? And what the fuck is going on?" Ron snarled, his voice raising slightly.
"Um...Well...You see." Stuttered Harry.
"Oh enough crap, Harry. I want answers to why you are acting weird. And what's with the wings?" Ron's voice became even more shrill as he got tired of waiting.
"So, this is where you went to Harry. I am quite jealous." Draco sneered at his mate before turning to Ron, "Well, Weasel, it seems that Harry boy here has been keeping secrets from you. But, I think Granger here knows all about it."
Everyone turned to stare at Draco. "I don't want answers from you. I want them from Harry." Ron snarled.
"Fine! Fine! I'll just sit here and wait for Potter to tell you his little bed time story then." Draco drawled as he sat down at a desk and placed his feet up on the table.
Everyone just kept staring at him. "You get out now. I don't wan…" Harry glared at Draco, but when the blond just sat there and shook his head, Harry turned back to Ron with a resigned look on his face. "I'm a vampire." He stated flatly.
Ron just looked at him scared and muttered, "No you're not."
"Yes, I am."
"If you are, then where are your fangs and wings?" Ron asked while glaring at him.
Harry just sighed and lengthened his fangs, showing them to Ron. "You've already seen my wings, but you won't believe me until you see them again." Harry asked and waited until Ron nodded his head. The pain of forcing his wings had him falling to his knees as they sprouted out of his back.
"See, Weasel? Harry really is one of us. Now get over it!" Draco sneered.
"Hermione, please tell me that this is all a bad dream." Ron whined.
"Sorry, Ron, you are not dreaming. I've known since the beginning of the year when you were being such a git on the train and Harry shoved us out of the compartment." She said, sighing.
"WHAT! How did you know?" Ron demanded.
"On the train when you were insulting Draco, I noticed that his eyes flashed red. My suspicions were confirmed after they jumped from the school roof." She explained.
Well, that still doesn't answer why Draco kissed Harry." Seethed Ron.
"Well, Weasel, that I did on my own accord, without Harry's permission." Draco said as he slid out of his seat and gently helped Harry up off the floor. Seeing that his lover was exhausted, Draco handed him a blood lolly which he accepted gratefully.
Ron watched Draco caring for his friend and was swamped with confusion. "What's with being nice to him all of a sudden?" He was very suspicious that Draco was just trying to get Harry over to the dark side (I know, I know it sounded so STAR WARS there. Search your feelings, Harry! You know it's true.)
"Well, Ron, since we are vampires of the same clan we made a truce." Harry said while he was sucking on the lolly pop. He had gotten his strength back and was now standing without leaning onto Draco.
"What? Draco's a vampire too?" Ron shouted.
"Wow, you really are stupid, aren't you, Weasel." A second later he added, "Ow! What was that for?" He glared at Harry for elbowing him in the ribs.
"I don't believe you, give me proof." Ron demanded.
"Fine, if it will get you to shut up." Draco growled. He undid the clasp to his robes, and pulled off his jumper. He heard three gasps and smirked at them. He couldn't resist teasing Harry by sending him some risqué thoughts that caused the other boy to look away, an embarrassed flush staining his cheeks again. Returning his attention to the Weasel, he spoke, "This is how I am one." Then he sprouted his silver black tipped wings.
"Now can we go?" He snapped. Without waiting for an answer, or bothering to get dressed, he began dragging Harry out the door.(Queue DROOL)
"Okay, that was officially weird." Ron stated.
"Yeah, yeah." Muttered Hermione as she wrapped her arms around his neck.
He just smiled and kissed her lightly on the lips.
"What the hell was that for? I wasn't done talking." Harry was whining like a two-year-old. They were on their way to the dorm they shared.
"Yeah, I know, but neither was I." Draco flashed him a sexy smile as he put his head down.
Harry's head snapped back up just a quick as the information processed. "What do you mean by that?" Harry was more than just a little bit startled.
"Oh, I think you know what that little wink meant." Draco snickered.
"D-Draco are you gay?" Harry couldn't help but ask. The signals Draco was sending him seemed to indicate an interest which he knew was reciprocated.
Draco just laughed at Harry's question and Harry stared at him funny. "Nope." He answered.
"So then you just like girls, right?" Stuttered Harry.
"Hmmm yeah. I guess you could put it that way, but not exclusively."
Harry waited for him to elaborate. "But?"
"However, I find myself attracted to you also. You're the only boy that I like." Draco smirked.
Harry fell silent and only stood there as Draco plopped down on the couch. Eventually, he just shook his head and walked to his bedroom. Let's just say by the time Sunday came around, Harry was thoroughly confused and upset.
SSS
"We will be going over flying one more before moving on to wandless battle and evasive magics." 'Snake' said.
Harry nodded, and while trying to conserve as much strength as he could, he spread his wings and flew up into the tower. After that, they went over how to shield one's self while flying, more basic strategy of flying and random information as it occurred.
"Why am I still weak after I call forth my wings?" Harry asked after the training was done.
"Hmm...it's probably because your body is still getting used to them. Even though you are dead it still has to adapt to the change. Now concentrate and say; RESTORA." 'Snake' commanded.
Harry did as he was told and could feel his strength returning at once.
"Now I'll teach you how to block your opponent's magic. Raise your wand hand and say, REVERTO." 'Snake' directed.
Harry doing as he was told, could feel the weird magic run through him as he cast the spell.
Harry was met with silence later that night when he returned to the dorm. He was so used to Draco being there that he automatically tried to locate him telepathically. "OK this is weird. Draco, you there?" he thought. He could sense that Draco was some distance from him. "Odd maybe he is on the other side of the castle."
"No, Potter, I am not on the other side off the castle. I am hungry and haven't gone hunting yet." His voice came from behind Harry, who turned around slowly to see Draco crouched like a cat on the back of the couch.
"Why haven't you gone then"
"I waited so that you could go with me."
Harry just stared at him.
"Come, come." Draco insisted as he got of his perch on the back of the couch. He guided Harry over to the window. "Come on Potter, follow me." Draco spread his wings waiting for Harry to do the same.
Once Harry managed to call his wings though, he fell to his knees from the pain again.
"What is wrong, Potter?"
"Don't really know. 'Snake' said it could be because I am not used to it yet." He took a blood pop out of his pocket and ate it.
"Hmm… I am not so sure." Draco responded as he thought, 'I have to talk to Dumbledore.'
After he helped Harry up, they took off to find a good dinner. They soon came across two drunken men. "Only take a little, don't kill them." Draco whispered as he motioned to the two drunks.
Harry nodded in understanding as they quietly walked up behind them. The two men turned around and were hit with a stunning spell.
"I think he was a little too drunk." Harry slurred a few minutes later as the two boys walked away from their now free, but sleeping, meals.
"Here, let me help you walk." Draco offered. He was feeling the effects of the alcohol also but wasn't quite as wasted as Wonder Boy.
"Why you 'Elping me 'hic'." Slurred Harry.
"Don't know. Guess I grew up. Can you fly properly?"
"Yeah 'Hic' sure." said Harry.
He went to push off the ground, but wound up passing out instead.
"Merlin's balls!" Draco hissed as he stared at the now drooling vampire sleeping in the dirty street. After thinking about it for a few seconds, he managed to cast a featherlight charm on Harry before picking him up and flying away with him. He kept praying to all the gods he could think of that no one would see them. Then weh he got them back to the castle, he practically fell to the floor while trying to land.
"Yesh, Potter! You may not weigh much but you're bloody awkward to drag around." He complained as he readjusted the other boy in his arms.
He staggered back up as he contemplated whether to leave Harry where he lay, or take him to bed. 'Hey, the bed part doesn't sound so bad. I wouldn't mind taking him there.' Draco thought. Then he added, "No, no, not now. Don't think like that." He admonished himself as he slapped his forehead.
As he continued his mental debate, he heard a groan come from the bundle in his arms and looked down to see Harry trying to open his eyes.
"What happened?" He asked.
"You got very drunk. That dude you had for dinner was a little too drunk!"
"Oh, me is sleepy." Harry muttered.
"Well, come on then. I'll help you into bed."
Draco put an arm around Harry's waist and slipped his shoulder under one of Harry's arms so that Harry's arm was draped around his neck. Once they had made their way into Harry's bedroom, Draco let Harry plop down on his own bed.
"Too hot." Harry muttered as he tried to take his cloak and sweater off.
Draco pushed his hands away and undid the cloak's clasp himself. When he did, Harry fell back onto the bed.
"Come on, Potter, you got to sit up now." Draco growled. He pulled Harry up with some help from the other boy. "Well, good night then. At least you won't have a hangover when you wake up."
Harry just nodded his head, showing he understood before falling asleep again.
"What have you been doing to me?" Draco mumbled. He stood there looking at the smaller vampire for several minutes before leaning over and pressing a chaste kiss to the sleeping boy's forehead.
It was even later when he tore himself away from watching his sleeping mate to make his way into his own room. He wasn't surprised to see a letter tied with a blood red ribbon tied around it lying on his desk. He picked up the scroll and undid the ribbon with a slight bit of trepidation. "Hmmm…what does Father want now?"
Draco read the letter;
Son,
I'll be coming soon. Be ready to leave for awhile.
'Father'
Sorry it took so long. Thank you to all my reviewers and thank you to my Beta.