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Chapter Seven:

Harry wondered if his face was as red as it felt. He had tried to bite Snape. Why had he tried to bite Snape? He moaned, he knew the answer to that question. He smelled... just so yummy. He watched his angel walk into the room and pouted.

"What is wrong my sweet little prince?" She walked over to him.

"Nothing," He answered letting her take him in her arms. Still, he couldn't get over how Snape had smelled and if he told the truth, he could still smell him. Harry knew that was bad. "I'm going to kill him, I know I will."

"Kill him? Who are you speaking of little one?" She asked looking down at him and smiling.

"He speaks of the wizard." Caius stated coming into the room.

"Let the child kill him, there are more wizards."

"We need this wizard and alive for the next two weeks. We will turn him." Caius remarked.

Two weeks of having to smell that sweet, yummy smell? Harry couldn't do it. He'd bite Snape, he was sure of that. "I would like to bite him now."

"You will not bite him Crimson!" Caius warned.

"Why not? It would be just a little tiny nibble. I would be like a mouse. He wouldn't even know that I was there." Harry informed him. He could do that and not even his angel would know. Then again, it didn't seem like his angel cared if he bite Snape or not.

"You would change him; just one bite is all it would take." Caius answered.

Harry pouted.

"Perhaps if this wizard could share?" Athenodora walked over and put her arms around Caius. Kissing him softly she smiled.

Caius smiled down at his wife. "Perhaps, but his blood calls to the little one."

Harry covered his eyes. Really, he didn't want to see this. What he wanted, no, what he needed was his cloak. Alec would know where to find his bag. He couldn't wait two weeks. He didn't want to wait two weeks.

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Caius walked with Athenodora back to their private room. He moved toward the fireplace before he turned to face his wife. "What do you think about sending him back to his school? Once this potion is made, that will be possible."

Athenodora moved to stand beside him. "He looks human and could pass for human. That doesn't make him a human Caius. The child is what he is. There is no changing that. Is this Aro speaking? Or is this you? And what of this wizard that you have now? Wouldn't that defeat the purpose in bringing the wizard here?"

"Severus would remain here. I do not believe his appearance will change, but I hold no trust in him. He too has people that he worries over."

Athenodora smiled before wrapping her arms around his neck. "This is new for you. A child, a friend that you don't trust. Full time at a school would be too much for the child. Useless really, but he would be willing to go."

"He could not go as Harry Potter." Caius remarked softly giving her a small kiss on her nose. "He wouldn't even need to go as a student. Aro brought up that we should know the Wizarding World. He has sent off a letter to their Minster in hope that they will meet with us."

"That would lead them straight to Crimson." Athenodora whispered. "Why would he do such a thing? What if they wanted to go to war?"

"Then let them, they would lose. They are at war Dora, I don't think they would want to add to that." Caius stated glancing toward the room that they had departed. The child was being to quite. "He will not go to battle for them or for Aro, I will see to that."

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Harry grinned, he really couldn't help it. He had found his bag. Pulling out his cloak he let it run through his fingers before he wrapped it around his body. Grinning, he tiptoed out his door and started down the stairs. All he wanted was one little nibble. And to get his nibble, he needed to keep the vampires busy.

Harry moved silently down the stone steps. He passed Alec and Jane, neither saw or seemed to even sense him. That pleased him. Turning down a corridor he spied Petunia and started following her. He waited until she stopped before touching her on the shoulder.

Petunia glanced around before hurrying into another room. Harry followed and waited until she took a seat in a chair by a large window. Harry glanced out at the city before looking around the room. It had a bed and pictures. Pictures of Vernon and Dudley. He wondered a minute where she had managed to get them before he reached over and kissed her on the cheek.

Petunia took to screaming then ran out the room. Giggling he followed her out and watched as some of the guard came to check. Harry didn't know them, but he begun to sneak up and touching different guards.

"What is the meaning of this?" Jane asked coming down the corridor shooting Petunia death glares. "Why must you yell?"

Petunia rubbed her cheek. "Someone kissed me."

Jane snorted. "Who would kiss you? And why would you scream over a kiss? You weren't bit were you? You don't seem to be in pain."

"I saw nobody. I was alone." Petunia remarked crossing her arms.

"You were dreaming then." Jane replied turning to leave.

Harry grinned once more before pulling slightly on Jane's cape. He watched her glance around and blink twice before turning to the guard beside her.

"It is the ghost of my Vernon that is who it is." Petunia stood up straight.

"There are no such things as ghosts." Jane stated.

"No such things as ghosts? This comes from a vampire?" Petunia asked placing her hands on her hips.

For once, Harry found himself agreeing with his aunt.

"Ghosts are just as real as you are." Petunia turned and went back into her room.

"Do you think that it is the truth?" One of the guards asked.

"Someone touched me as well." Someone whispered.

Harry skipped away once he seen Jane narrow her eyes at the guard. They could go ghost hunting, while he went looking for his cheese. Like a mouse, all he had to do was follow his nose.

Harry turned down the corridor where the scent was the strongest. Caius most had moved him. It was a different corridor than before. He worked his way down the corridor until he came to a large set of wooden doors. The smell was unlike anything he had ever smelled. He pulled on the door as gently as possible.

Sure enough, in the corner stood his cheese. Slipping through the door he moved over to the wall. He too to watching Severus. Ron would die if he could see him now. Harry covered his mouth to keep from snickering. Ron most likely would die; Harry would bite him too.

Harry moved his eyes up and down Severus looking for the right spot to bite. This time he wanted to do things right. Plus they planned on turning him anyway, so it shouldn't matter much. He would just be turned much sooner than later.