Title: Human
Author: Metis' mischief
Summary: Harry Potter's life changed drastically, turning around 160 degrees completely. In an accident, he turned into a creature of the dark, feared by all. When the temptation for the call of the blood and flesh becomes too much for Harry. He becomes desperate and seeks help but many of his friends and colleagues turned away from terror and disgust. True bonds are revealed. Friendships are tested. Draco Malfoy, an old enemy, unexpectedly, becomes the light of Harry's dark world.
Disclaimer: This scripture was based from the characters and scenes from the astonishing novels: Harry Potter series by J.K Rowling, and as an aspiring writer, I have no rights and claims to these fantastic novels but I dare say, what I only own are the ideas in this tale: HUMAN
Author's notes: This tale focus on the darker aspect of life, such as blood, flesh, temptation, betrayal, hatred, and revenge along with it is hope and love. You have been warned!
From the previous chapter:
I sighed again as I climbed down the stairs and reached the living room while I re-arrange my dark grey shirt, black baggy cargo pants, and laced up high cut hunting boots.
"Harry, what took you so long?" Hermoine said as soon as she saw me.
She got up from her seat, coming to me and tug my sleeves. I frowned at her as I was still angry at her for that incident.
She grinned at me, as she knows to why I still irritated at her. Dressed in her light brown hunting gear: long sleeves shirt with black leather armor patches on her vital areas and tight leather pants with a dragon -scaled boots, courtesy of Draco, she was sitting down in one of the cushioned-sofa as she was waiting for me beside was Draco with his black turtle-neck long sleeves shirt emphasizing his pale skin, skin-tight cargo pants - leaving no need for imagination what was beneath them, and a half-metal chest plate covering only his left pectoral as the leather straps tied and wrapped his upper torso enhancing his muscles.
"Shall we go?" Draco said as he heads outside.
'Why does he has to look so good?' I grumbled to myself.
End of the previous chapter.
Chapter 19: Overwhelmed and Captivated Part 2
"Are you sure about this, Draco?" Hermoine asked as we trudged the wild bushes and the ancient trees of the forest. "Should we just hunt in the meadow, like the other day."
Draco blinked in surprise. The wind whisked through the woods, carrying a scent of earth and herbs. "We need to, Hermoine. Magical creatures seldom come in the meadow that is why we need to hunt in the darker and deeper part of the forest."
I lifted my head and sniffed the air. I peered around a thick tree and looked up the pathway. It was too dark for any human to see and artifacts are a must to see through the dark, but for me, the faint light that escapes the leaves of the thick trees was like sunshine streaming between the leaves: every detail was sharp to my eyes. I had my wand on my hand, ready anytime at the slightest noise.
Hermoine and Draco could not see very well like me but at least, Draco brought two pair of his enchanted dark vision goggles for them to use. They also held their wands with their dominant hands.
A bird screeched, cutting the silence. No one relaxed until the bird flew past by. After a few minutes of wandering in the forest had turned into hours. I smell a scent tantalizing this time. Excited, I signaled at Hermoine and Draco to get ready, my whole body vibrating. Like it was getting ready to hunt, different in the way I respond to the great moose that Draco killed. I heard the rustling of the bushes and creaks of the branches that broke from being step on. A faint shadow emerged from the darkness and advanced down the thick trees.
A creature that resembled a man with bowed legs and thick, brutish arms and twisted face with rows of sharp teeth emerged from the darkness, grunting as it scavenges the area for food. It was holding a club as a weapon as it swings around beating the bushes to scare the small creatures that were hidden.
"Hobgoblin," Draco whispered, crouching down slowly.
Hermoine tensed up and paled as she heard Draco. She gripped her wand as she nervously followed Draco, hidden behind the thick bushes that surround us, I also end up following her as she pulled me down in urgency.
I stared at the creature rampaging the bushes just 3 feet away from us as I convinced myself that I needed to do this now as a big step in accepting my reality. I have to eat to satisfy my urges which leads to preventing any unavoidable accidents, that might happen. I cannot drown myself with self-pity because nothing good will come out of it and lastly, I need to be strong for the people, I love, specially Hermoine for sacrificing so much for me along with Draco, who is becoming important to me as well.
I stood up slowly with quiet resolved under the dusky sunlight, then strode towards my intended prey. Hermoine grabbed a hold of my shirt as she shook her head trying to convince me to stop but I gently shook her hands off and silently signal her my determination which eventually made her understood as she sighed and nod.
I slowly crept closer, keeping my wand ready. I took a last steady breath and took off, running towards it as I barked, "Sectumsempra!"
A blast of strong magic came from my core flowing to my wand then shifted to the Hobgoblin. Unable to react on time, the Hobgoblin got sliced into half separating his upper body from his lower body, making tremble in fright. I was not ready for the strength of my magic. I cursed and spun around with disbelief in my eyes as I look at Draco and Hermione for answers.
Hermoine was also flabberghasted as her mouth was wide open in shock.
Fortunately, Draco was still level-headed as he struts to the unfortunate prey that I just killed. He observed for several long minutes before he patted on my shoulder, making released the tension that I didn't know that I had.
"I guess you can tap in your modified magic core now, Harry." He said casually. "Which makes me wonder if after the creature you are becoming might be from an inheritance after all."
"Inheritance?" I asked. "But no-one in the Potter has dark creature blood"
"I don't mean that," Draco answered back with contemplation.
Hermoine gasped as her eyes widen with realization. "Maybe, the cave that we accidentally entered before is an ancestral burial, Harry! Pureblood family with magical creature inheritance!"
I stared at her. "That's right."
Then, suddenly my ears picked up a rustling sound. I stood up, alarmed. "Guys, I think it's not the right time to think about this stuff right now."
"I agree," Draco said with urgency in his voice. I guess he was also aware of the upcoming danger.
"What do you mean guys?" Hermoine looked at us with confusion and alertness.
"We got company."
Emerging the dark woods, nine figures came with grunting and with their clubs. One of the hobgoblins, was leery over us as he held his enormous club high up then settling it over his shoulder with confidence and glee.
"Run." Draco hissed harshly, as he pulled Hermoine spurring towards the direction of his tiny manor. I followed after as I jammed my feet from the ground to help me have a good kick start. Draco suddenly whips his wand with a spell, firring, "Bombarda." with such accuracy, killing off, one of the Hobgoblin and injuring another.
We dashed as fast as we can, following behind us closely we're the hungry creatures. I saw a flicker of movement to our left, then a giant hobgoblin appeared, apparently, its target was Hermoine as it reached out to grab her hair. Draco immediately reacted by pulling her but was a bit slower than the Hobgoblin. I raced over and brace my body as I smashed my back and shoulder to the snarling Hobgoblin then we came tumbling as we lost balance.
Hermoine cried out for me, in panic and terror.
I flew back and slammed to the ground as I grunted in pain. The creature stood over me, leering at me. The monster was tall, grayish in color with bulging muscles over his shoulders to his arms and thighs to his legs. Nails so sharp that they can tear flesh with ease. His powerful handheld a wooden club.
"Harry, run!" Draco snarled as he cleaved another Hobglobin with a spell. The creature in front of me roared and swung his club with great strength. I jerked back as the club missed my head within an inch. I spun around as I grab my wand which I had accidentally let go when I dived and grab the hobgoblin.
The grayish creature pursued me as he called out for another to chased me with down. I desperately thought of a spell as I turned and shouted, "Expelliarmus!"
With my enhanced magic abilities, the two Hobgoblin went flying as high as 10 feet before falling down the ground with a loud thud sound. I rushed back to Draco and Hermoine.
"Stupefy!" Hermoine shouted, successfully knocking down one goblin near her. Making it, only four remaining to face off.
"Draco!," A loud cry came from Hermoine then there was loud smack, and Draco doubled over, blood streaming down his arm as I saw a part of his broken bone protruded, breaking his arm's flesh. He shielded Hermoine from a blow that the monster sneaks in when both Draco and Hermoine were facing off the other three hobgoblins.
The hobgoblin beside Draco chortled in triumph and grinned evilly as he raised his club for the kill. My blood boiled and anger flowed within me as I saw Draco was in grave danger. I gave a ferocious scream as it tore from my chest and run out from my mouth. A kind of sound, which I might never able to make if I were still a human, startling the creatures as they turned towards me. They made a guarded stance as they were alerted by my presence. I stood tall and straight as all my fear and hesitation disappeared that instant. Replaced by energy waiting to burst out, as I growled in an animalistic way. The remaining hobgoblins realized that there was something wrong as they slowly back step away from us.
Blue crackling like tiny lightning started to emit around my body as I snarled in anger. "Don't touch him!" I charge without care, as I was fueled by anger and at my hand, I whipped out my wand and gritted out a spell, "Fiendfyre!"
A fire rose as the flames formed a shape of a giant serpent, its mouth was wide open as it swooped down the running hobgoblins enclosing them within as its fanged pierced them, one by one until there was no more of them. Their screams please me as I laughed like a lunatic. I watched the flames roaring and burning the surrounding trees as well.
"Harry! HARRY, PLEASE STOP!," A weak voice shrilled from an afar. "THAT'S ENOUGH."
Hermoine stood there as she came stumbling towards me and grabbing my shirt. "Draco is fine now. Please stop."
"Draco..." I snapped from my dazed then controlled the flames to stop until it vaporized. I stood panting, clenching my hands as I tried to relaxed. Exhaustion washed over me like I was weak from not eating for a week. My knees buckled and I slammed to the ground as my conscience started to fade.
It seems the Hobgoblin that I just killed off was a scout and following close to him is his herd. Upon smelling the blood of their brethren, they attacked us. We were lucky enough that we survive that hunting team but were unfortunate to encounter them. Worse, Draco was injured as he shielded Hermoine because I was too distracted. I panic and released a dangerous spell that almost set the forest on fire and might have killed both Draco and Hermoine. It's a good thing, Hermoine was there as she was the one, who fixed Draco up and snapped me out of my outburst.
She was the one who also took the liberty to extract the blood from the bodies of the hobgoblins while I was knocked out and I only woke up after an hour. Draco was resting beside me as we were under the tree, waiting for me. My strength returned to me when Hermoine gave me some extracted blood from the bodies of the creatures. I burned their bodies afterward and carried Draco on my back while I silently submerged in guilt and the feeling of uselessness.
Draco just let one tired but amused laughter as he said, "I'm fine."
So here I am again sitting on my bed, staring at the ceiling. I was once again back to level zero.
I sighed. I can't keep doing this.
First things first, I have to apologize to Draco and then to Hermoine. I was too careless and overestimated my abilities which resulted in us, almost dying out there.
Hesitating and unsure, I clobber down the stairs as I peek out the window. It was already late at night, the stars and the moon were already high above the sky.
Upon reaching the living room, Draco was sitting down on one of the couches as he seems to have a tea at hand while he was staring at the flicker of the flames at his fireplace along with the creaking of the wood that snaps under the fire.
I stood there, mesmerized and nervous as I clasped my hands together, staying like that for a while. Draco finally stirred from his seat.
"Harry." He whispered as he gazed at me and slowly stood up, waltz towards me. "Are you okay?"
Gulping down hard, a modicum of strength came to me. I whispered, "I am sorry..."
He remained silent as he stop-midway his steps. "For what?"
"I wasn't able to protect you," I confessed. "You were wounded because of my carelessness."
"It's fine." He said with an amused tone. "I lived, right?"
I stared at his feet, as I can't seem to face him.
"Harry. I prefer a 'thank you' that 'a sorry'," He said, titled his head down as I look up at him.
Confused, I uttered, "What?"
His eyes surrounded by those thick and long light blond lashes were flushed with a light more dazzling than any star and full of resolute. He spoke, "It does not mean that the title of 'the boy who lived', that its a must for you to need to carry a burden of being perfect and having absolute power. No one is perfect, believe me, I know. So, you don't have to be responsible for everything and everyone.
Your no god, Harry. That's why don't blame your self always. Remember, you are Harry. A wizard. Stubborn and cute. Awkward teenager or the brave hero but foremost, what is important is: Harry is Harry. That's who you are. Don't forget it.
And Harry, I am also capable. I am after your rival. So that's why for this incident instead of an apology, I really would like for you to thank me."
I choked as his words comforted me more genuinely. I felt like crying and for some reason, at the same time, happy. My chest lightens up, all of a sudden.
"Thanks, Draco." I grinned at him.
"Your welcome, Harry." He smiled at me, warmly.
With determination set in my mind, I stared at him and felt pain as I clenched my fists, saying word by word, like a vow. "This kind of thing...I definitely won't let it happen a second time."
To let Draco be hurt because of me... This kind of thing, absolutely cannot happen again.
Draco raised his eyebrows with some surprise. Seeing my serious face, he nodded after a moment.
His thoughts shifted and without speaking, without any warning, he turned his head, fixing his gaze steadily on me.
Ah. Shit! My heart gave a thump.
Those eyes were like a gem, dazzling me into a chaotic state.
My thoughts and my disobedient heart that had gone wild that got me so distracted and I didn't notice the other person's action. Suddenly, Draco tackles me and firmly hugged me. Caught off guard, I was first shocked and then slowly, my face turned red.
Draco was ecstatic, one of his arms was wrapped around my neck and refused to let go while his other hand rubbed my messy hair, continuously calling my name by my ear." Oh... Harry...Harry...How can you be so cute?" He laughed in a breathy tone as he teased me relentlessly.
I held up my hands cause I didn't know where to put them in case, I might accidentally place them somewhere inappropriate.
I surrender to him as I scolded my erratic heart telling it to, "be quiet".
"Don't call me that." I scowled at him, indignified from being called cute. "...And stop hugging me, it might lead me to assume something else." I whispered the last part.
He blinked surprise. "Wow. Hermoine is right about you, being a thick head."
"Huh?" I asked, dumb-funded.
He looked at me as one of his eyebrows was raised and his lips curved into a half-smirk. Sighing, he said to me. " I guess I have to make the first move."
He leaned close to me as his face was an inch away from me. "Harry, If you don't like this, just push me away." He muttered as his lips descended on my own. Soft and sweet with a hint of mint to it, that was Draco's taste as he kissed me into total oblivion.
My heart was like a wild animal that was running in 100 kilometers per minute as I began to feel dizzy while my body is burning up. I trembled with excitement and almost growl with my growing arousal.
Then, he raised his head to separate our lips as he heard me. I gasp and whine with the sudden interruption of this addictive feeling.
Draco looked at my eyes as he seems to search for answers but I couldn't wait for any more seconds, I just want his lips on mine then I pull him and devour those tempting lips.
Maybe, Draco didn't expect my aggressive reaction, that's why he shudders and gulp for air as my mouth sucks on his lips in a rough and possessive way.
I don't even know that I would react like that. It's like a dam, which was full of water, had broken down and all the emotions that I have been keeping flowed in and drown all the rational thoughts in my brain.
Just following the instinct that I have long suppressed within me.
I plowed my tongue unapologetically into his warm mouth, exploring and dominating as I held both of his hands over his head, pinning them on the wall with one of my hands while my other hand, held his face more gently as I hold him in place.
"Hmmm..ahk...mmh..mmmmmh...agh!" I could hear his muffled moans and his ragged breaths as he shuddered continuously while I licked every corner of his sweet and seductive crevice. His legs were shaking as he sliding down to the floor. I released my hold on his face and grasp his hips as I raised him and made him leaned against my body, creating no space between us. I shiver with anticipation as I move forward to make him mine.
Then, Draco began to struggle from my embrace as he turns his face away from my kiss, gasping for air.
Panting, I waited for him to speak but I still longed for his lips wanting him to return to mine.
"Har...ry, let me b-breathe..." He whispered in a breathy and raspy tone as his lips were so red and pulp from kissing.
I realize that I was too forceful as I muttered an apology but my mind was still on kissing him.
How single-minded am I!
After, what seems to be an eternity of waiting, Draco finally looks at me and chuckles breathlessly. "Do you still want to kiss me?"
I stared at him as my eyes widen and whispered in a baritone voice, "Yes."
His arms that I held up as soon as they were released, enclosed around my neck and then he whispered to my ear, "Please continue, Harry."
I shiver.
I took him in my embrace in an eager, passionate way and my tongue seemed to disappear inside his mouth as he let my tongue slip past his redden lips and I dive desperately as if I needed a part of him to breathe.
I am overwhelmed and captivated by this man.
Author's message: It would be a great pleasure and help if you would give a bit of advice or comment about this Chapter 19: Overwhelmed and Captivated Part 2 giving me support and a form of a guide in the improvement of this story. Stay tuned for the next update. That's all.
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