Chapter 2
The blood rush fades and slowly my mind starts working again. Someone is shaking my shoulder, and as the lethargy vanishes, I am able to hear a voice in my ear. "C'mon there lad. Wake up. We've got to get you and…that…out of here. Severus, get up! No use playing dead, boy. Up and at 'em."
From somewhere in the depths of my mind, I remember how to speak. "Go away, Albus. Leave me alone." Dear gods, I haven't felt like this since… "No…no…." I jump up off of the bed and see the form lying there, tousled hair and pale skin. "No…" Realization. "I…" I reach out to brush the bangs away from closed eyes, kneeling by the bed.
"No use worrying about it now that you've done it. I told you it wasn't healthy or safe to go without feeding as long as you have. But we have to get you out of here now…him too." He calmly reaches over me and pulls the boy's shirt back on, tossing mine on top of me. When I make no move to move, he reaches down and lightly slaps my cheek. "Put that on. Really, you're how old?" Pulling me to my feet, he pushes me towards the door. Dazed, I put on the shirt.
"Albus…I…it wasn't me…. I didn't mean to…" Blast it. I can't find the words to speak. I just killed a mortal. I've done it before and I'll probably do it again. So why does it hurt so much?
"Here. I'll carry the boy, and we can go out the back door. You do know how to find the way back to your own flat don't you?" He lifts the body into his arms and somehow, I remember to move out of the way. Slipping out the back door, we manage to escape without anyone seeing us. The club is closing anyway, so it's not that dangerous. "You're damned lucky that I came looking for you. It's about a half hour til sunrise and you would've been crispy friend Severus. What's gotten into you?"
If I could've replied, I would have. But as it is, I don't want to even think. I lost control. I gave in and I loved it. I've fought this for so many years, and I've never lost control that badly. Something about that boy…something in me. There was something more than sex and blood there. More than lust. I don't even know who he is, but there was a spark inside of me when I was with him. Even the usual joy of feeding doesn't feel like that did.
The dark streets seem to fly by as we make for my building, and somehow we make it there before the sun comes up. I fumble for the key to my blasted door and step inside, holding the door for Albus to do the same. He quietly carries the boy over to my couch and lays him down softly. I go over to the boy and look down at the beautiful face and form. "I can't let him die, Albus."
"Sev…you told me when we first became friends that you would never ever change anyone."
"I know that! But, I felt something Albus! I know that if I don't do this it will be the biggest mistake of my entire life…you don't understand. I've lived like this for longer than your family has been in this country, Albus. I've never felt the way I felt last night…never."
His eyes met mine and he merely nodded. "If you're sure Sev…If you're sure."
"More than I've ever been about anything…Keep an eye out for me?" He nods and I go to the kitchen quickly, grabbing a small knife from the drawer. When I come back, Albus has moved the body to the floor. Even if he's never seen this done, I know that I told him about it once when we discovered together just how much vodka it takes to get a vampire drunk. I move to kneel beside the body and slowly reach out my arm, bringing the knife to my wrist, I whisper in the ancient tongue of my kind. I make a small gash in the flesh as I pray to the Goddess of the Night.
As I call out to the God her consort, I take the cut in my mouth and fill my mouth with this boy's own blood, now mine, and soon to be his again. As I lean over, I look into this mortal's beautiful face. I press my lips to his and force his mouth open, warm lifeblood flowing from my mouth into his body. The process is repeated several times before I see any change, and then I see a soft light settle around his body and mine, closing the wounds on my arm and his neck. I've only felt this light once before, and, as before, I am lulled gently to sleep by it.
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This time the unnatural sleep holds something different, and instead of finding myself alone in a calm darkness, there is a presence with me. I can feel it at the edges of my senses and I hear a voice. "Severus Snape…you have an interesting future ahead of you, child. We've called you here for that very reason. This childe of yours is different. You and he can accomplish great things together…but this is no ordinary bond you've created. You've got many trials ahead of you still, many more than ever before. But remember your own strengths and depend on his."
Arms wrap around me from both sides and a soft breeze passes through my hair, warmth seeping into my body. Something within me wakes up and I feel a place within me fill slowly. One of the hands reaches out and grabs my arm, and I feel a quick burning on my wrist. Then, as quickly as they came, the arms are gone. "Good bye, Severus. We will speak again."
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My eyes snap open and I quickly notice that Albus is sitting on the couch, reclining in a pair of my jeans and his own t-shirt. "About time you woke up. It's almost midnight. I figured you'd like me to hang around. You're bed is comfortable for the lack of use it receives." I stand quickly and see that he has pulled out a change of clothing for me as well.
"Thank you for staying around. I get the feeling I may need the company. I didn't wake up for three days after the change, and I get the feeling that this one won't either." I change quickly into more comfortable clothing, black jeans and a cotton v-neck. I move to the kitchen to make a sandwich for my guest and to track down something for myself.
As I return to the room with a plate and glass in hand, I just barely here Albus musing, "What pretty green eyes this one has, Sev."
Hardly thinking, I reply while setting his sandwich on the table. "They're not green, they're black, Albus...you're getting senile."
"No, my dear boy, they're green. A few minutes after you went under, both of your eyes fluttered briefly. Here, see?" He reaches over and gently pushes the pale eyelids backs.
Suddenly, his words actually hit me, and I turn with horror in my eyes. "No..." But it's true, a pair of green eyes stare blankly out of that angelic face, before Albus lets the lids slide closed again. "No…."
TBC (very soon I promise!)
The blood rush fades and slowly my mind starts working again. Someone is shaking my shoulder, and as the lethargy vanishes, I am able to hear a voice in my ear. "C'mon there lad. Wake up. We've got to get you and…that…out of here. Severus, get up! No use playing dead, boy. Up and at 'em."
From somewhere in the depths of my mind, I remember how to speak. "Go away, Albus. Leave me alone." Dear gods, I haven't felt like this since… "No…no…." I jump up off of the bed and see the form lying there, tousled hair and pale skin. "No…" Realization. "I…" I reach out to brush the bangs away from closed eyes, kneeling by the bed.
"No use worrying about it now that you've done it. I told you it wasn't healthy or safe to go without feeding as long as you have. But we have to get you out of here now…him too." He calmly reaches over me and pulls the boy's shirt back on, tossing mine on top of me. When I make no move to move, he reaches down and lightly slaps my cheek. "Put that on. Really, you're how old?" Pulling me to my feet, he pushes me towards the door. Dazed, I put on the shirt.
"Albus…I…it wasn't me…. I didn't mean to…" Blast it. I can't find the words to speak. I just killed a mortal. I've done it before and I'll probably do it again. So why does it hurt so much?
"Here. I'll carry the boy, and we can go out the back door. You do know how to find the way back to your own flat don't you?" He lifts the body into his arms and somehow, I remember to move out of the way. Slipping out the back door, we manage to escape without anyone seeing us. The club is closing anyway, so it's not that dangerous. "You're damned lucky that I came looking for you. It's about a half hour til sunrise and you would've been crispy friend Severus. What's gotten into you?"
If I could've replied, I would have. But as it is, I don't want to even think. I lost control. I gave in and I loved it. I've fought this for so many years, and I've never lost control that badly. Something about that boy…something in me. There was something more than sex and blood there. More than lust. I don't even know who he is, but there was a spark inside of me when I was with him. Even the usual joy of feeding doesn't feel like that did.
The dark streets seem to fly by as we make for my building, and somehow we make it there before the sun comes up. I fumble for the key to my blasted door and step inside, holding the door for Albus to do the same. He quietly carries the boy over to my couch and lays him down softly. I go over to the boy and look down at the beautiful face and form. "I can't let him die, Albus."
"Sev…you told me when we first became friends that you would never ever change anyone."
"I know that! But, I felt something Albus! I know that if I don't do this it will be the biggest mistake of my entire life…you don't understand. I've lived like this for longer than your family has been in this country, Albus. I've never felt the way I felt last night…never."
His eyes met mine and he merely nodded. "If you're sure Sev…If you're sure."
"More than I've ever been about anything…Keep an eye out for me?" He nods and I go to the kitchen quickly, grabbing a small knife from the drawer. When I come back, Albus has moved the body to the floor. Even if he's never seen this done, I know that I told him about it once when we discovered together just how much vodka it takes to get a vampire drunk. I move to kneel beside the body and slowly reach out my arm, bringing the knife to my wrist, I whisper in the ancient tongue of my kind. I make a small gash in the flesh as I pray to the Goddess of the Night.
As I call out to the God her consort, I take the cut in my mouth and fill my mouth with this boy's own blood, now mine, and soon to be his again. As I lean over, I look into this mortal's beautiful face. I press my lips to his and force his mouth open, warm lifeblood flowing from my mouth into his body. The process is repeated several times before I see any change, and then I see a soft light settle around his body and mine, closing the wounds on my arm and his neck. I've only felt this light once before, and, as before, I am lulled gently to sleep by it.
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This time the unnatural sleep holds something different, and instead of finding myself alone in a calm darkness, there is a presence with me. I can feel it at the edges of my senses and I hear a voice. "Severus Snape…you have an interesting future ahead of you, child. We've called you here for that very reason. This childe of yours is different. You and he can accomplish great things together…but this is no ordinary bond you've created. You've got many trials ahead of you still, many more than ever before. But remember your own strengths and depend on his."
Arms wrap around me from both sides and a soft breeze passes through my hair, warmth seeping into my body. Something within me wakes up and I feel a place within me fill slowly. One of the hands reaches out and grabs my arm, and I feel a quick burning on my wrist. Then, as quickly as they came, the arms are gone. "Good bye, Severus. We will speak again."
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My eyes snap open and I quickly notice that Albus is sitting on the couch, reclining in a pair of my jeans and his own t-shirt. "About time you woke up. It's almost midnight. I figured you'd like me to hang around. You're bed is comfortable for the lack of use it receives." I stand quickly and see that he has pulled out a change of clothing for me as well.
"Thank you for staying around. I get the feeling I may need the company. I didn't wake up for three days after the change, and I get the feeling that this one won't either." I change quickly into more comfortable clothing, black jeans and a cotton v-neck. I move to the kitchen to make a sandwich for my guest and to track down something for myself.
As I return to the room with a plate and glass in hand, I just barely here Albus musing, "What pretty green eyes this one has, Sev."
Hardly thinking, I reply while setting his sandwich on the table. "They're not green, they're black, Albus...you're getting senile."
"No, my dear boy, they're green. A few minutes after you went under, both of your eyes fluttered briefly. Here, see?" He reaches over and gently pushes the pale eyelids backs.
Suddenly, his words actually hit me, and I turn with horror in my eyes. "No..." But it's true, a pair of green eyes stare blankly out of that angelic face, before Albus lets the lids slide closed again. "No…."
TBC (very soon I promise!)