Title: HJB Diaries

Main pairing: DS/HP

Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Diaries or Harry Potter.

This chapter picks up from Season 1, Episode 3 near the end... I think ^^" ANYWAY! ENJOY! And sorry for it being SO SHORT! MY NAME ALSO CHANGED TO YAOI-CREAPER, BUT IT IS STILL ME! :D

Chapter 4

Harry flopped down onto his bed and starred up at the black canopy on the top of his bed, letting out a sigh of relief.

"Finally home…" He muttered as he ran a frustrated hand through his hair. He continued to stare blankly up at the plain black designer like material. His mind shifting and examining through everything that just happened back at Elena's house.

He slowly touched his lips, remembering the feel of Damon's lips on his, a slight blush coming to his cheeks.

How soft they were.

How great of a kisser he was…

An image of Damon's face popped into his mind. The blue veins under his crimson eyes and his fangs showing as clear as day, as blood dripped from his mouth.

"Ugh!" Harry let out a groan and rolled over on his stomach and buried his face in one of his pillows.

"I was kissed by a fucking vampire!" Harry yelled into the pillow, his voice muffled. "I am such a bloody idiot! He almost fucking bit me!" Harry cried out, banging his head multiple times into the pillow, angry and annoyed with himself.

After a couple more blows of his face into the pillow, Harry finally stopped and sat up, sitting back on his feet. He let out a sigh and began to think back on what happened, his mind replaying the event.

x-x-FLASHBACK-x-x

Harry ran out of the kitchen, and ran face first into a large cloth covered torso. A visibly shaken Harry looked up, only to see the face of a worried Stefan.

"Are you alright, Harry? Why were you—?"

"Harry!" A voice called out, cutting Stefan off. Damon stepped into the hallway and Harry looked back at Damon, his eyes widening in fear.
"I told you to stay away from me!" Harry yelled at Damon and hid slightly behind Stefan, clutching the younger vampire's shirt, like a frightened child. Hearing Harry yell, a frantic Elena rushed into the room, along with Bonnie and the curious and ever so perky Caroline.

"What's going on?" Elena asked the three boys.

Stefan looked down at Harry and then to his brother and frowned angrily, pushing Harry more behind him. Harry looked up at Stefan, and starred at him, realization hitting him. He remembered back to what Stefan had told him about Damon, how he had warned him to stay away from the man.

Stefan was trying to protect him.

Damon let out a low growl at his brother for ruining his fun, and then looked over at Elena and then others.

"Nothing. Just a little…scuffle is all." Damon said in his most convincing voice, that famous smirk of his coming back to his lips.

Stefan scowled at Damon and placed a hand on Harry's shoulder. "Elena, I'm gonna take Harry home," he said sternly, his eyes never leaving Damon.

Elena looked at the clearly trembling Harry and then to Stefan, frowning slightly. "Alright, do you want me to come?" She asked, worried.

"No. Just stay here, with Bonnie and Caroline." Stefan said, looking over to her and putting on a soft smile as to say, 'Don't worry.'

Elena nodded and went back into the living room along with Caroline and Bonnie. She wondered what had happened, but decided she could let it go for now; she would make sure she asked Stefan later.

As soon as they were out of earshot, Stefan looked back at his brother. "They are people Damon, not puppets or blood bags. Harry and the others do not exist for your amusement." He spat angrily at Damon, slowly moving Harry away from the older vampire and towards the front door.

Damon let out a laugh, that same smug grin on his lips. "Sure they are. They all are. They are whatever I want them to be. They're mine for the taking." Damon winked suggestively at Harry, who was peeking his head out from behind Stefan.

Harry scowled angrily at Damon and Stefan let out a low rumble of warning. "You've had your fun Damon, it's enough; time to stop." He said, clearly pissed off. "And I warned you to stay away from Harry—"

"And when have I ever listened to you?" Damon said cockily, moving his eyebrows in that cocky way that always pissed Stefan off.

"Harry is a human being Damon and he is also my friend…I will not let you harm him, or anyone else." He placed a kind hand on Harry's shoulder once more. "Come on Harry." Stefan looked at the wizard, giving a small, but kind smile. "Let's get you home."

Harry nodded slowly and walked off with Stefan, still gripping onto the pale vampire's shirt.

"What about Elena?" Damon called to Stefan, his smirk returning once more. "You're gonna leave me with her? What if I hurt her?" He threatened, his voice smug.

"You won't." Stefan said simply. He knew Damon wouldn't hurt her; it was a completely empty threat…

"I can, Stefan! Because that is what's normal to me!" Damon yelled fiercely.

Harry looked back over his shoulder at Damon and frowned slightly before following Stefan out the front door.

x-x-END OF FLASHBACK-x-x

Harry let out another sigh and fell back on his bed once more and closed his eyes, groaning. The car ride home with Stefan had seemed to take forever. Neither of them had said a word the whole ride.

Harry couldn't imagine what it was gonna be like tomorrow at school.

He didn't want to go…

Harry glanced over at his alarm clock, seeing that is was past nine. He pulled off his shirt and pants, keeping his boxers on and curled up under the covers. He closed his eyes and slowly drifted to sleep, not realizing the familiar crow sitting outside his window.

x-x-x-x-x

Harry didn't go to school the next morning; told Sirius he wasn't feeling well and was allowed to stay home. He hadn't really slept well last night either; every time he would try to sleep, nightmares would cloud his dreams. He had thought to take a dreamless sleep potion, but he told himself that would be the easy way out. He was tired of taking the easy way out, he was the bloody Boy-Who-Lived for Merlin's sake! He had to face his past…

As well as the present…

He had come to the conclusion that night that he couldn't run away anymore, not from anything or from anyone.

Harry now lay on his bed, in nothing but a pair of plain black pants; his shirt was thrown over the headboard of his bed.

"Harry, someone is here to see you." Sirius said, standing in the doorway.

Harry looked over at Sirius and sat up. "Alright, be down in a minute." He said, letting out a soft sigh.

Sirius nodded and walked off, probably to his study. After they left Hogwarts, Sirius had begun writing, and not too long ago he had gotten his first book published. He used a different name of course; they didn't need people tracking them down, again.

Harry didn't bother putting on his shirt and headed downstairs to meet whoever is here to see him, and into the main corridor of the rather large mansion. He stood at the top of the stairs, his hands on the balcony railing. His eyes widened slightly as he looked down, surprised to see Stefan standing right outside his door. He was wearing his new red football jersey that had 17 written on the front in big white numbers and he wore a pair of black pants.

"Mr. Salvatore." Harry sang as he walked down the large staircase, a smirk present on his lips, despite the tense atmosphere from the night before.

Stefan looked at Harry and smiled softly. "Sorry for the sudden appearance. I just…wanted to make sure you were okay." Stefan said simply.

"Damon can't come in unless he is invited in, right?"

Stefan nodded.

"Then I will be fine. I'm safe here. Plus, if that wanker vampire tries to come near me again, I will whip his arse." Harry said, completely serious and crossed his arms over his chest.

Stefan let out a soft chuckle, and shook his head slightly.

"Anyway…Is checking up on me all you came here to do, or is there something else?" Harry asked, quirking a brow.

"Oh, um…yeah, uh…Elena and the others were worried about you. I think it would be best for you to make an appearance at the game tonight. You know how Elena gets…" Stefan trailed off.

Harry nodded and ran a hand through his hair, "Yeah… Mrs. Worry-wart." Harry said, letting out a chuckle and walking over to the door. "Well, I have nothing better to do and I am pretty sure Sirius will be up in his study all night so…yeah, I'll go." Harry said, giving a small smile.

Stefan smiled back. "Good. Well, now that that's taken care of, I best get going." Stefan said turning around and began walking off.

"Kick ass at the game Stefan and don't lose. I made a bet with Sirius and I don't feel like paying 50 bucks because you gits decide to be lazy." Harry called out to him.

Stefan let out a laugh before getting into his car and driving off to the school.

Harry watched Stefan drive off and then closed the large door. A smirk had made its way back onto his lips as he ran back up the stairs and to his room, to get ready for the game.

Sorry for the LONG wait everyone, been busy with school crap and midterms :/ It would have been up on the 18th, but I went to a Black Veil Brides concert with a friend! They were FUCKING AWESOME! :D And I didn't sleep that well that night so I practically slept the whole day after... Anyway, I hope you all forgive me, and DON'T KILL ME!

*Hides behind Stefan* Q~Q!

Stefan: ^^" R&R please...