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!
Message: I cutting this chapter into 2 parts for research issues. Sorry for the long wait.
From the previous chapter:
"Hunt?!" Both Hermione and I asked at the same time with flabbergasted expressions on our faces.
"Yesss…" He smirked at us as he slowly answered, prolonging the 's'-sound of the word, making me gulped hard. He trudged through the forest path and we hurriedly follow him.
"How? Where?" Hermione asked in a surprised tone. She was just as bewildered like me at the thought of us hunting in the deep forest.
"My. My. Hermione, I won't even suggest it. If, I didn't know how to. To answer your question. Yes, I do know-how and to answer the other question: where. We'll just have to find them, right?!"
He shrugged both of his shoulders in a relaxed and arrogant manner, which frustrates me to no end.
'I wish I can snatch the smug look on his face.'
End of the previous chapter.
Chapter 19: Overwhelmed and Captivated
Draco's confident form as he crouched near the ground, almost concealing himself to the grass and blended with the bushes. His muscles flex under that well-fitted black pants as he was about to pounce like a graceful predator, his dilated eyes were focused on the prey, which was a great moose. It was at the edge of the grass-field meadow near the edge of the dark forest as it seems to be protecting its herd that was currently grazing.
Draco's poised posture and his elegance made me swallow as my mouth, which was full of spit as I was salivating from the sight that I was seeing. Then, suddenly, he took a sprint - his steps were so light and soundless - and on his hand, he has his wand ready to strike at any time - like a sharp dagger.
'Shit! Stop admiring.' I scolded myself but my eyes were still on him without any intention to shift my gaze as I was afraid that I would miss anything.
I was just so fascinated with him.
With my enhanced vision, I saw him muttered a spell as a gush of wind slice the great moose's neck killing it instantly as it fell.
The herd upon seeing their leader got killed off, run away in panic as I heard the thundering stomps of their hooves.
"Harry," Draco called out as he stood up from crouching position and gaze at the dead moose with deep thought.
"Yes," I answered back without hesitation after walking out from where I was hidden.
"Come here." He said as he beckoned me with his hand. " Let's start with this one to test our theory about you."
"Huh?" Confused, I went to him as he kneeled and turn the moose's head to bring the sliced part into my view.
"Try drinking this moose's blood." He said as he tilted his head to look at me but my vision strayed unto his pale neck that wasn't covered by his winter coat. To me, his neck was more tempting than the moose's blood.
"Okay," I muttered as I kneel beside him and bend my waist to bite on the open flesh of the animal. It was disturbing but for the sake of our safety and my sanity, I have to do this. As I suck on the animal's blood, I felt little satisfaction as I try to savor the taste of blood but to my dismay, it has no great effect on me. I raised my head to Draco as my bite my lower lips and I felt inside corners of my eyebrows slanting upward.
"I see." He said with half-lidded eyes and frown on lips.
"Draco." Hermoine, who has been quiet this whole ordeal, spoke at last. "Thus, this means Harry can only replenish himself by eating creatures with magical abilities?"
Draco nods at Hermoine as a sign of agreeing to her conclusion.
I sighed as I massage the ache between my eyes in frustration.
'Just Great!'
I stared at the white ceiling of my temporary room as I recalled the whole day. After finding out my chosen and specific food which is magical creatures it also includes wizards and witches in the menu, ('Horray!' I screamed sarcastically.) the rest of the day was spend on re-evaluating of my skills. so far, all of the previous data was still the same except for my regeneration ability, according to Hermoine, I healed 5 times faster than an average human being.
'What joy!' I rolled my eyes, more reason to be pushed away for being a freak.
But what got me in contemplating is my demon. She has been showing less and less, the last time she appeared to me is when Draco almost saw her through the mirror, which was a month ago. Don't get me wrong, I am more than happy for her to just disappear and never come back but I feel that the more she is away, the more she is preparing a bigger and nastier surprise for me.
I know I am being pessimistic but there is a gut feeling inside of me that just won't go away.
"Knock. Knock. A knut for a thought?" A feminine voice sounded out from the direction of my open door. Hermoine stood there holding two steaming hot mugs with I suppose to be chocolate, I could tell from the smell.
"Hmm..." I replied nonchalantly as I slowly sat up to give her space to sit on the bed. Hermoine sat beside me as she offered me the other mug.
"So... care to share your thoughts?" Hermoine asked as she took a sip of her chocolate drink.
"I was just thinking if we ever could go back to the way it was before," I muttered with a regretful sigh while casually taking a sip of that hot chocolate which I assume Hermoine already did the privilege of adding drops of her blood. "Before all these happen."
"I don't know, Harry."
There was a margin of silence with a solemn aura engulfs us before Hermoine spoke again. "But not all was a lost cause. At least, you have Draco to focus on to."
"What!?" I stood up from the bed with a mixture of shock and panic. My face became blazing hot red as I shook my head. "What are you talking about, Hermoine?!"
"What did you think I was talking about, Harry?!" Hermoine answered with another question as a smirk appeared on her lips. A familiar smirk that I know too well.
The famous Malfoy's smirk.
I was certain that Hermoine was teasing me.
Worse, she knows!
"Hermoine!" I grumbled at her as she suddenly laughed. Forcing her to set her mug down on the bedside table as she laid down on the bed, trying to control laughter.
"Now, I know why Draco loves to tease you, Harry. Your reaction is so funny." She gasps as she slowly sat after finishing her giggling.
"I have to stop Draco influencing you too much, Hermoine. You're becoming more like him with your everyday interaction." I muttered as I was annoyed by it.
"Why? Jealous much?" Hermoine continued to tease me. "Don't worry his not my type."
"And your type is Redheads with freckles?" Someone asked me from behind.
"Draco." Hermoine retorted back with a frown on her face as She turned towards the blond.
I laughed as it was true after all.
"Thanks, Draco. Finally, there is somebody who can retort against Hermoine." I turned expecting Draco but what I did not expect is what he would look like but soon I did see him. My whole body froze as well as my mind. My eyes never stray again.
"Your Welcome, Harry" He smiled at me.
Draco was wearing a black satin bathrobe that seem cling to the shape of his body as the belt loosely tie around his waist making it possible of a gap between the robe, showing a bit of his flushed white chest while he gently rubbed a white cotton towel over his hair which was still wet as I could see droplets of water on some the strands of his hair.
I think if I don't pinch my nose now, I might have a nosebleed.
And that would be embarrassing.
Seriously, this is killing me.
I silence myself as I bowed my head down, afraid that he would notice my flushed face and my ogling.
"How about Harry?" He asked as he struts towards us.
"What?" Surprised by his question, I flinched and raised my head.
"Is red-heads are your type as well?" He sat elegantly across us, on the cushioned chair then, raised one of his legs, laying it over his other leg. Making a way for the bathrobe to reveal a large portion of his pale thighs to me.
"Huh," I replied like an idiot.
"Well, Harry had just added a new category in his type list just recently," Hermoine spoke confidently that I felt all the alerts going off inside my head. I tried making signals at her to make her stop from saying anything nonsense about this topic.
"Really?" Draco said as his curiosity got him. "What could it be?"
"Blond hair," Hermoine said with a smile.
"Hermoine!" I screamed at her as my face turned into a different kind of red shade.
"Specifically, with ash grey eyes." Hermoine followed up.
"Mmmhh..." Draco replied as a slow and seductive smile appeared on his face. "Is that so."
Oh, God. Kill me now.
It's been more than a month every since 'that incident' happen at Hogwarts, Hermoine and I have been able to settle down here at Draco's tiny manor. A lot has happened since then. Doing trial and error of what to expect from my change or speculating where did this curse come from for me to change but there's one thing for certain: its a high time now that Draco goes back to school.
Hermoine and I couldn't go back.
We have become fugitive. It's a problem that we have to face, eventually.
A pang of guilt that I have confessed to Hermoine for causing her to jeopardize her life for me in which she denied forcefully.
She told me, that it was not my fault.
Draco spoke to us that, it was fine for us to use his tiny manor since no one can enter except for him and his bonded house-elf, Tiffany. He also told us that around the manor is surrounded by anti-detection, anti-trespassing, and protective barriers. He assured us that we are welcome to stay. He even gave us the password and key for us to able to access the place.
It was embarrassing enough that we bring him so much trouble but it was a relief, that we have a place to stay. But even, all the guilt that I have that doesn't stop me from the feeling of 'not wanting' Draco to leave.
I know this is being selfish.
I already scolded myself from feeling this way and I am weird out with myself when I know that Draco was just going back to Hogwarts. I could still see him in summer break or maybe in the Christmas break. If he could spare a bit of his time to see us.
Ugh. Why do I feel like a lovestruck fool?!
I am already at the end of my wits as I am finally admitting to myself that I am officially aware that I am attracted to my ex-rival.
Yes, guys.
I have bent the knee as I surrender to my heart and to the walking temptation, which is Draco.
Should I tell him? You say.
My answer is...
NO.
How in the world should I tell him and the next question is Why should I tell him?
I still have Ginny and... Draco might not be into guys. Especially, not a male monster.
Ugh! I got so frustrated as I started to gnaw at my nails, a new bad hobby that I have developed from these past few weeks.
Ï wish I could just ask Hermoine what to do. But then, again that would be a bad idea. I could just imagine Hermoine recommending a book to me, which is entitled 'How not to fall in love with your ex-rival.', right?
Plus, it might not work that way, that is because I could feel that Hermoine is happy with the relationship I have with Draco and might even encourage me to turn it into a different direction. A direction, that I am trying to avoid.
I already know Hermoine's opinion on Ginny's reaction towards me when I turned into this creature in front of them but I could understand Ginny's shock and terror because I do fear the creature that I have become.
I just wish we can reconcile with each other, after all, I still love her and she loves me.
I know I am being a hypocrite with my growing affection towards Draco but Ginny is my first love and my girlfriend. That's why, I want us to be together then maybe, this crush that I have for Draco will vanish or turn into a love for a friend.
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.
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 1 as a way of 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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