A/n: I'm back!! Yes I know its been a week but there was the state fair
that I just had to go to... oh did I mention the project in history? Or how
about that test I had in 5 different classes this week. Oiy I hate school!!
This is a response to HermioneGrangers challenge #2 blah blah blah... you
know that. So.. hmm. Yeah to anyones who reading this: P-A-R-T-Y! -- wrote
that cos I couls and no ones here to stop me!! Muh ha ha ha ha!
OI: This is rated for the language and sum other things which I forgot were... Gimme a few hours and I'll realize what they are. Innocence.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter books or the movie, or Harry Potter anything! It belongs to J.K. Rowling.
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Thank you for the reviews:
Freda Potter: My first reviewer!! Thank you soo much! Yah! I am glad you like Harry-Vampire ficcies!!
Lilly Potter: Thank you so much for your enthusiastic review! I hope you like this chapter
SilveRain: Thank you! Yes it would be scary for someone to see that! As for the other question read the story. Lol
LillSakura: Thank you! I am touched that this is the first story you've reviewed in a long time!!
Harry Potter Fan: Thank you! I am glad you like Harry turned vampire fics! You're the 2nd reviewer to say that. :-=
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Chapter 2: Rules are meant to be broken
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Harry felt at peace, for the first time in a year, as he fell from the building. Wind tousled his hair back and forth. He could tell whether he was breathing or not, but he couldn't care less. He was free. Free from the world, from his responsibilities, everything.
But then gravity took its tool, and he started falling faster.
The sky and trees blurred together, and Harry felt himself getting closer to the ground. He couldn't hear anything but the wind in his ears. Three meters now. Harry felt himself turn upwards he stopped.
"What the hell?" Harry heard his voice speak.
Yes, what the hell did fill this scene perfectly well. There he was, after jumping off a building, hovering two meters over the ground. Was this one of Dumbledore's wards? Somewhere he doubted that very much.
A warm feeling spreaded through Harry and he was slowly pulled to the ground. He closed his eyes, could he not even die properly?
He knew it had something to do with him being a vampire. But he wasn't immortal yet, was he? He was more confused.
He needed someone to blame it on besides himself. To deny the facts that it was his entire fault. So he did what every normal person would do. He blamed it on Voldemort. If it hadn't been for Voldemort he wouldn't have so many thoughts on his head about Cedric dying, and he would still have parents. But then again, his father was a rule breaker. His parents wouldn't have stopped him from roaming the castles at night. Ron and Hermione hadn't stopped him, though. They were his best friends. Shouldn't they have told him that it was dangerous? Or at least ask him were he was going.
"Bloody hell, I am going crazy." He was blaming his friends for Merlin's sake! What did they do?
"Nothing." Harry answered his thoughts. "They did bloody nothing. Didn't bother to stop me did they? Too caught up in their snogging fest." Harry glared, clenching down hard on his fist. "Damn them. They didn't even care did they?" Harry clenched his fist harder, and the nearest tree blew up.
Harry watched what was left of the tree set a fire. The flames danced in his eyes. He didn't care if he got in trouble. What would they do to him? He was the boy-who-lived. They couldn't do a thing. "Not a fucking thing."
Harry clenched his fist again. The anger still resting inside of him, it wasn't enough. The tree hadn't done one thing to calm his nerves, "It's their entire fault..."
Another tree went up in flames, second's later just ashes.
"Harry!" A shout from behind beckoned him back to the real world and out of the world were Ron and Hermione were the trees he was blowing up.
The raven hair boy turned to face his caller, only to come to see Albus Dumbledore himself.
"Shit." Was all Harry could say. He was going to get it for sure. His thoughts reasoned with that. 'You're the boy-who-lived. People are depending on you, what's he going to do take house points away?' Harry snorted. 'Not very likely. This is Dumbledore we are talking about. That bastard. He was the one who put me with those muggles.'
Oh yes, those muggles. The ones who'd shoved him in a cupboard for 11 years. The one's who starved him close enough to die. The ones who'd hit him if he ever did something wrong, which of course was all the time. The ones who didn't give a damn if he got hit by a car walking home from school. The ones who had himself convinced he wasn't good for anything. And what did Dumbledore do? Nothing, nothing at all.
More anger. If he was a kettle, he'd been blowing ages ago.
"Harry do refrain from using that language. I'd like to see you in my office to discus what I have just witnessed. You seem awfully sad." His voice was soft and barely audible, but his eyes blazing with worry.
Awfully sad??? Now the Headmaster decided to care after fifteen years of being put through hell he now just noticed? Goddamn him. "How about not, old man just shut the fuck up and mind your own fucking business." Harry glared at the headmaster and turned his heel, five more trees going up into flames.
The headmaster's eyes widened. Never, not in any of his years, had anyone, *anyone*, talked to him like that. Never. He was shocked at the boy's language. It was like the boy was under the control of something evil. Albus eyes widened in realization.
Harry turned back and glared, "Have a horrible nightmare filled night asshole." Harry turned away. He felt something hit his back, and he fell face forward into the ground.
"What's your problem? Attacking people from behind is never honorable, Dumbledore." Using his name like it was a horrible disease.
"Who are you?" The Headmaster asked, his wand pointed at him, his tone dead serious.
If Harry hadn't been in such a mad mood he might have been scared. The strongest wizard of all time, besides Merlin, was threatening to kill him. If he'd realized anything he'd had seen the deadly look in Dumbledore's eyes. But of course, Harry missed all of that.
"I thought you'd recognize me. Harry Potter, at your smelly feet, sir." The boy spat out. The wiggled around until he broke the spell that was on him, "Thought you were stronger then that. Maybe old age is getting to you."
"How dare you insult the Headmaster, boy." Snape said walking up and hit Harry back with a binding charm.
"Damn it! Stop cursing me, I'll be bruised in the morning you ass hole." Harry said his face once again in the dirt.
"Severus could you get me the Vertisium?" Severus handed a small bottle to the headmaster. The silver haired man bent down toward Harry forcing his mouth open, and put a few drops of the clear liquid in it. "Who are you?"
Harry had been put under Vertisium before, when he was taken to the ministry by Fudge about the 3rd task. He'd known what it felt like, almost like the imperious. This Vertisium didn't do anything though, no imperious feeling. "The one who cried wolf one too many times." He said sarcastically. It really became him.
"It's not working." Severus said. "I just made this batch this morning..." Severus trailed off.
"Who are you?" The old man called his voice echoed into the forest.
"None of your," Harry struggled against the binds until he was free, "fucking business." He finished and disappeared with a pop.
When Harry reappeared he was in his bed. "Whoa... That was fun. Proves Hermione wrong. 'You can disapparate or apparate in Hogwarts ground.' Yea right." A grin appeared on Harry's face, no longer was he mad, well at least not mad as in pounding people into a oblivion. He wasn't sure about his mental state though. "I should try that more. The look on their faces! Priceless!"
With a small sigh he fell asleep.
It was 10 minutes later that he was shaken awake. "Harry!! Dumbledore wants to talk to you!! It's really important... Something about you cursing! Oh Harry! Someone's impersonating you!" He heard Hermione ramble.
"Gerroff... Lemme alone." Harry mumbled. So they were really that naive. Too stupid to realize that it was really him.
"Harold James Potter! Wake up!" Hermoine said. "Ron! Get the ice. He's got to go sort this out."
Ron, doing as he was told, threw ice on Harry.
"GAH!!" Harry jumped out of bed with a start. "I told you to let me sleep..." Harry said glaring. He jumped out the ice filled bed.
"Harry! The headmaster needs to see you!" Ron said, "I think it might be about You-Know-Who!" He looked around in a crazy manor.
"No I don't know who, enlighten me Weasley." Harry said getting the ice off his clothing.
"Harry you know who I'm talking about." Ron said, "And the names Ron, you're almost getting as bad as Malfoy."
"Maybe I should go find him and tell him to teach me his ways." Harry said glaring, "Seems right. He'd be where now? His common room? Well that's were I should be heading now. Thanks for the talk. As always it was ever so helpful." He stormed out of the room leaving two confused people.
Harry decided to go on with his word and go to the Slytherin common room. It couldn't hurt. Plus, Malfoy would be asleep right now so maybe he could re organize the Slytherin common room.
So there he was, 10 minutes later, out side the portrait with no way of getting in. The portrait didn't even say hello to him.
"Umm... Slytherin password... Umm... Mudblood? No. Pureblood? Abra Kadabra? Er... Dark arts? No. Umm... Serpents?" The portrait swung open. Harry stepped into the common room; it hadn't changed much since the second year. Only one person was there at the hour of 1 in the morning. This person just happened to be Draco Malfoy.
"Potter! What do you think you're doing here?" Draco pushed the book he was reading off his lap and stood up, straightening out his robes..
"Just looking for you actually. Figured I hadn't seen you in ages so why not go up here to say hello?" Harry smiled cheekily. "Aren't you going to say hello back? You're hurting my feelings you know."
"Potter I am going to get Snape and make sure he gives you a month of detention." Draco said, "Get out."
"Well, I've already am getting in trouble for coming here, so some more detention couldn't hurt. Then there's the fact I probably won't live much longer..." Harry smiled at the other boy.
"Potter you're pushing it." Draco warned advancing closer to Harry.
"Don't I always? See there's the thing, no ones going to get me into trouble. Why not break a few rules? Aren't you glad to see me though?" Harry smiled at the boy again. His green eyes twinkling with humor.
By that time, Draco had gotten Harry back against the wall, his wand pointed directly at his chest. "Get out, Potter. I swear I will hex you to the next universe."
"Really? Wouldn't that be fun? I always wanted to know what it would have been like if you weren't such a prick." Harry grin broadened.
Draco pushed his wand on Harry's chest. He took a step forward and pushed it harder, "Wouldn't it be fun to see a Potter Pancake?"
Harry smirked, "Isn't this the story of a life time? The Golden Boy goes to the Slytherin common room to give his rival a small hello one day and then the rival goes and pins me up against the wall," Harry leaned his head forward a little their faces centimeters apart, "Then out of no where, bam, the Golden Boy kisses his rival." Doing just as the story said Harry closed the distance between them.
It was a short kiss, nothing more then a pair of soft lips against another. Harry pulled away, "Good night Malfoy. Tell anyone about it and I will deny it. You know people would believe me over you, don't try it."
Harry grinned and left the baffled Draco there alone in his thoughts.
'I seem to be leaving people a lot lately.' Harry mused. He opened the portrait, and was about to walk out when he heard Draco.
"Potter! What was that?" Draco walked towards him, "You ever do that again I will kill you." He turned away after seeing Harry's nod.
Harry grabbed Draco's hand and spun him around. Before Draco's mind could register what happened, Harry's lips were on his again.
Draco tried to pull away, but his attempts nothing against Harry's hold on him. Slowly Draco started kissing back before his brain could reason with him.
Harry pulled back and whispered, "Guess I have to add you to the list of people who will kill me." Harry grinned and raced out of the common room. His voice could be heard saying, "See you in Potions."
Harry raced back to his common room, what in the world had he just done? Kissing his enemy since the beginning of their first year of Hogwarts was not something you should do.
When he did get back to the common room, Ron and Hermione were there. They immediately started asking questions all of which he ignored.
He head toward the showers. When he was done he looked into the mirror.
"Holy shit." Was all he could say. His hair, ever messy had straightened some. His green eyes were darker and more defined. Looking at his chest he realized that he now had a lot of muscles he hadn't had the other day. They were full and he looked like he'd been working out for years.
The changes had already begun.
~TBC
Review please!!! I love and need reviews. Without them I will not continue this story!! So ha!
OI: This is rated for the language and sum other things which I forgot were... Gimme a few hours and I'll realize what they are. Innocence.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter books or the movie, or Harry Potter anything! It belongs to J.K. Rowling.
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Thank you for the reviews:
Freda Potter: My first reviewer!! Thank you soo much! Yah! I am glad you like Harry-Vampire ficcies!!
Lilly Potter: Thank you so much for your enthusiastic review! I hope you like this chapter
SilveRain: Thank you! Yes it would be scary for someone to see that! As for the other question read the story. Lol
LillSakura: Thank you! I am touched that this is the first story you've reviewed in a long time!!
Harry Potter Fan: Thank you! I am glad you like Harry turned vampire fics! You're the 2nd reviewer to say that. :-=
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Chapter 2: Rules are meant to be broken
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Harry felt at peace, for the first time in a year, as he fell from the building. Wind tousled his hair back and forth. He could tell whether he was breathing or not, but he couldn't care less. He was free. Free from the world, from his responsibilities, everything.
But then gravity took its tool, and he started falling faster.
The sky and trees blurred together, and Harry felt himself getting closer to the ground. He couldn't hear anything but the wind in his ears. Three meters now. Harry felt himself turn upwards he stopped.
"What the hell?" Harry heard his voice speak.
Yes, what the hell did fill this scene perfectly well. There he was, after jumping off a building, hovering two meters over the ground. Was this one of Dumbledore's wards? Somewhere he doubted that very much.
A warm feeling spreaded through Harry and he was slowly pulled to the ground. He closed his eyes, could he not even die properly?
He knew it had something to do with him being a vampire. But he wasn't immortal yet, was he? He was more confused.
He needed someone to blame it on besides himself. To deny the facts that it was his entire fault. So he did what every normal person would do. He blamed it on Voldemort. If it hadn't been for Voldemort he wouldn't have so many thoughts on his head about Cedric dying, and he would still have parents. But then again, his father was a rule breaker. His parents wouldn't have stopped him from roaming the castles at night. Ron and Hermione hadn't stopped him, though. They were his best friends. Shouldn't they have told him that it was dangerous? Or at least ask him were he was going.
"Bloody hell, I am going crazy." He was blaming his friends for Merlin's sake! What did they do?
"Nothing." Harry answered his thoughts. "They did bloody nothing. Didn't bother to stop me did they? Too caught up in their snogging fest." Harry glared, clenching down hard on his fist. "Damn them. They didn't even care did they?" Harry clenched his fist harder, and the nearest tree blew up.
Harry watched what was left of the tree set a fire. The flames danced in his eyes. He didn't care if he got in trouble. What would they do to him? He was the boy-who-lived. They couldn't do a thing. "Not a fucking thing."
Harry clenched his fist again. The anger still resting inside of him, it wasn't enough. The tree hadn't done one thing to calm his nerves, "It's their entire fault..."
Another tree went up in flames, second's later just ashes.
"Harry!" A shout from behind beckoned him back to the real world and out of the world were Ron and Hermione were the trees he was blowing up.
The raven hair boy turned to face his caller, only to come to see Albus Dumbledore himself.
"Shit." Was all Harry could say. He was going to get it for sure. His thoughts reasoned with that. 'You're the boy-who-lived. People are depending on you, what's he going to do take house points away?' Harry snorted. 'Not very likely. This is Dumbledore we are talking about. That bastard. He was the one who put me with those muggles.'
Oh yes, those muggles. The ones who'd shoved him in a cupboard for 11 years. The one's who starved him close enough to die. The ones who'd hit him if he ever did something wrong, which of course was all the time. The ones who didn't give a damn if he got hit by a car walking home from school. The ones who had himself convinced he wasn't good for anything. And what did Dumbledore do? Nothing, nothing at all.
More anger. If he was a kettle, he'd been blowing ages ago.
"Harry do refrain from using that language. I'd like to see you in my office to discus what I have just witnessed. You seem awfully sad." His voice was soft and barely audible, but his eyes blazing with worry.
Awfully sad??? Now the Headmaster decided to care after fifteen years of being put through hell he now just noticed? Goddamn him. "How about not, old man just shut the fuck up and mind your own fucking business." Harry glared at the headmaster and turned his heel, five more trees going up into flames.
The headmaster's eyes widened. Never, not in any of his years, had anyone, *anyone*, talked to him like that. Never. He was shocked at the boy's language. It was like the boy was under the control of something evil. Albus eyes widened in realization.
Harry turned back and glared, "Have a horrible nightmare filled night asshole." Harry turned away. He felt something hit his back, and he fell face forward into the ground.
"What's your problem? Attacking people from behind is never honorable, Dumbledore." Using his name like it was a horrible disease.
"Who are you?" The Headmaster asked, his wand pointed at him, his tone dead serious.
If Harry hadn't been in such a mad mood he might have been scared. The strongest wizard of all time, besides Merlin, was threatening to kill him. If he'd realized anything he'd had seen the deadly look in Dumbledore's eyes. But of course, Harry missed all of that.
"I thought you'd recognize me. Harry Potter, at your smelly feet, sir." The boy spat out. The wiggled around until he broke the spell that was on him, "Thought you were stronger then that. Maybe old age is getting to you."
"How dare you insult the Headmaster, boy." Snape said walking up and hit Harry back with a binding charm.
"Damn it! Stop cursing me, I'll be bruised in the morning you ass hole." Harry said his face once again in the dirt.
"Severus could you get me the Vertisium?" Severus handed a small bottle to the headmaster. The silver haired man bent down toward Harry forcing his mouth open, and put a few drops of the clear liquid in it. "Who are you?"
Harry had been put under Vertisium before, when he was taken to the ministry by Fudge about the 3rd task. He'd known what it felt like, almost like the imperious. This Vertisium didn't do anything though, no imperious feeling. "The one who cried wolf one too many times." He said sarcastically. It really became him.
"It's not working." Severus said. "I just made this batch this morning..." Severus trailed off.
"Who are you?" The old man called his voice echoed into the forest.
"None of your," Harry struggled against the binds until he was free, "fucking business." He finished and disappeared with a pop.
When Harry reappeared he was in his bed. "Whoa... That was fun. Proves Hermione wrong. 'You can disapparate or apparate in Hogwarts ground.' Yea right." A grin appeared on Harry's face, no longer was he mad, well at least not mad as in pounding people into a oblivion. He wasn't sure about his mental state though. "I should try that more. The look on their faces! Priceless!"
With a small sigh he fell asleep.
It was 10 minutes later that he was shaken awake. "Harry!! Dumbledore wants to talk to you!! It's really important... Something about you cursing! Oh Harry! Someone's impersonating you!" He heard Hermione ramble.
"Gerroff... Lemme alone." Harry mumbled. So they were really that naive. Too stupid to realize that it was really him.
"Harold James Potter! Wake up!" Hermoine said. "Ron! Get the ice. He's got to go sort this out."
Ron, doing as he was told, threw ice on Harry.
"GAH!!" Harry jumped out of bed with a start. "I told you to let me sleep..." Harry said glaring. He jumped out the ice filled bed.
"Harry! The headmaster needs to see you!" Ron said, "I think it might be about You-Know-Who!" He looked around in a crazy manor.
"No I don't know who, enlighten me Weasley." Harry said getting the ice off his clothing.
"Harry you know who I'm talking about." Ron said, "And the names Ron, you're almost getting as bad as Malfoy."
"Maybe I should go find him and tell him to teach me his ways." Harry said glaring, "Seems right. He'd be where now? His common room? Well that's were I should be heading now. Thanks for the talk. As always it was ever so helpful." He stormed out of the room leaving two confused people.
Harry decided to go on with his word and go to the Slytherin common room. It couldn't hurt. Plus, Malfoy would be asleep right now so maybe he could re organize the Slytherin common room.
So there he was, 10 minutes later, out side the portrait with no way of getting in. The portrait didn't even say hello to him.
"Umm... Slytherin password... Umm... Mudblood? No. Pureblood? Abra Kadabra? Er... Dark arts? No. Umm... Serpents?" The portrait swung open. Harry stepped into the common room; it hadn't changed much since the second year. Only one person was there at the hour of 1 in the morning. This person just happened to be Draco Malfoy.
"Potter! What do you think you're doing here?" Draco pushed the book he was reading off his lap and stood up, straightening out his robes..
"Just looking for you actually. Figured I hadn't seen you in ages so why not go up here to say hello?" Harry smiled cheekily. "Aren't you going to say hello back? You're hurting my feelings you know."
"Potter I am going to get Snape and make sure he gives you a month of detention." Draco said, "Get out."
"Well, I've already am getting in trouble for coming here, so some more detention couldn't hurt. Then there's the fact I probably won't live much longer..." Harry smiled at the other boy.
"Potter you're pushing it." Draco warned advancing closer to Harry.
"Don't I always? See there's the thing, no ones going to get me into trouble. Why not break a few rules? Aren't you glad to see me though?" Harry smiled at the boy again. His green eyes twinkling with humor.
By that time, Draco had gotten Harry back against the wall, his wand pointed directly at his chest. "Get out, Potter. I swear I will hex you to the next universe."
"Really? Wouldn't that be fun? I always wanted to know what it would have been like if you weren't such a prick." Harry grin broadened.
Draco pushed his wand on Harry's chest. He took a step forward and pushed it harder, "Wouldn't it be fun to see a Potter Pancake?"
Harry smirked, "Isn't this the story of a life time? The Golden Boy goes to the Slytherin common room to give his rival a small hello one day and then the rival goes and pins me up against the wall," Harry leaned his head forward a little their faces centimeters apart, "Then out of no where, bam, the Golden Boy kisses his rival." Doing just as the story said Harry closed the distance between them.
It was a short kiss, nothing more then a pair of soft lips against another. Harry pulled away, "Good night Malfoy. Tell anyone about it and I will deny it. You know people would believe me over you, don't try it."
Harry grinned and left the baffled Draco there alone in his thoughts.
'I seem to be leaving people a lot lately.' Harry mused. He opened the portrait, and was about to walk out when he heard Draco.
"Potter! What was that?" Draco walked towards him, "You ever do that again I will kill you." He turned away after seeing Harry's nod.
Harry grabbed Draco's hand and spun him around. Before Draco's mind could register what happened, Harry's lips were on his again.
Draco tried to pull away, but his attempts nothing against Harry's hold on him. Slowly Draco started kissing back before his brain could reason with him.
Harry pulled back and whispered, "Guess I have to add you to the list of people who will kill me." Harry grinned and raced out of the common room. His voice could be heard saying, "See you in Potions."
Harry raced back to his common room, what in the world had he just done? Kissing his enemy since the beginning of their first year of Hogwarts was not something you should do.
When he did get back to the common room, Ron and Hermione were there. They immediately started asking questions all of which he ignored.
He head toward the showers. When he was done he looked into the mirror.
"Holy shit." Was all he could say. His hair, ever messy had straightened some. His green eyes were darker and more defined. Looking at his chest he realized that he now had a lot of muscles he hadn't had the other day. They were full and he looked like he'd been working out for years.
The changes had already begun.
~TBC
Review please!!! I love and need reviews. Without them I will not continue this story!! So ha!