Leaving it all behind
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter except a copy of the books. No, the honour belongs to Ms JK Rowling. Nor do I own the game series of Final Fantasy. Squarenix does, less I be mistaken. I don't own Lord of the Rings, where ideas and names have been used, Tolkien owns that. Other elements have been taken from the Indian (Hindu) religion, I'm not bashing or anything (I am Indian!) but I'm using knowledge that's available to me. I don't own rights to any of the brands mentioned either. I'm just a poor university student.
Summary: Harry knew about the horcruxes when he is faced with betrayal. Fleeing, he enters a new school. If he has to die then he will drag the SOB Voldemort with him. Facing death, Harry leaves it all behind. HPxOMC AU!4567!
Warnings: Slash! Femslash! Anything else that pops into my mind when I'm writing. HPxOMC. This fic is dark-ish. Oh, and LANGUAGE. Swear words used everywhere. Random bouts of politics. Revenge.
Oh, please go and check out this story! It's a CastielSalus fic based off this story! And leave a review if you want more! I know I do. :P
The end is where we start by May Eve. It is on this site.
Chapter 10
"And I never want to go back, but if there is some sick twist of fate. I would rather rest in peace; please do not resuscitate. I'm still breathing."
~ Still Breathing by Allison Iraheta.
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Salus jerked awake at the sudden pressure of magic slammed into him, his own magic rushing forward in retaliation. Barely awake, he felt like the foreign magic was suffocating him. The Wild Magic was rising dangerously.
Vaguely, Salus recalled that it was coming from his living room.
Anya.
But there was no time to think beyond that. Salus hissed as the Wild Magic slammed into him like a wave if heat. It would have burnt him if not for his own instinctive magic.
And he could practically taste the magic rising again. Everything in him screamed to get away as fast as possible.
Without thought, Salus reached out to get away and he fell through the shadows.
And he landed with a thud.
Groaning, Salus sat up as he rubbed his head. It was on the floor. Considering that he had fell through the shadows on instinct, Salus was grateful that he actually exited somewhere.
A low moan echoed through the room and a male voice cursing breathlessly, "Kali!"
A very familiar male voice.
Salus then took notice of the fact that he was on the floor, in a bedroom and there was a bed to his right. A bed that was occupied by two naked people who were busy.
Salus swallowed as he stared wide eyed at the scene in front of him.
Castiel Faeli was looking thoroughly debauched, his face flushed and hair ruffled. The vampire's head was thrown back as he was pinned to the bed by Vaan Alcander. The incubus was grinding slowly, his hips thrusting against Vaan's as the vampire was feeding from the Death Master's neck.
Vaan's hair was loose, falling like a curtain, as he moved with the writhing Castiel.
"Fuck Vaan!" Castiel moaned as pleasure coursed through his veins.
Salus couldn't look away as he eyed the fine figures of his teachers.
'Teachers!' he tried to remind himself. 'Alcander and Faeli are my teachers…. But fucking hell…'
Vaan Alcander moved, his whole body shifting as he finished feeding, capturing Castiel in a scorching kiss of teeth and tongue. The quiet vampire was dominating the incubus, forcing a submission as each male gripped and scraped and bit.
Salus's mouth was dry. His breathing was swallow and he was vaguely aware of the heat that was coursing through his own veins as he watched.
'You want that' came the thought, from the darkest part of his mind.
In an instant, Vaan was sitting upright, still straddling Cas while holding the incubus down by the throat. But that intense purple gaze was fixed on Salus.
Salus was frozen by the feral look from the lust-blown gaze. Thin lips twisted into a seductive smirk, a smudge of blood in the corner of his mouth.
"Mr Moriens," the vampire purred.
Salus swallowed as heat pooled in his groin.
APRIL FOOLS!
THIS IS NOT a chapter!
New chapter going up this weekend. I was just feeling mean.
Much love.
Amira
