Disclaimer: I own only the obvious, the rest belongs to JK Rowling.
Authors Note: Here it is! Please review.
WARNING: Well, this is it folks. This chapter finally earns the story's rating, so beware. Those of you who don't like it come back next chapter, the others please proceed and review at the end.
-Chapter Nine-
Harry sighed. It had been three days since they had attempted to steal a car and Ignatus had been captured. Since then no one had really done anything except sit around the apartment and try to come up with a plan. Even Snape wasn't up to his usual biting remarks, and was reading Shakespeare's plays and sonnets. It seemed as though that their spirits had gone with the blonde vampire. At least they had managed to get Tiaret to leave her room for more than a quick visit to the loo. Valda spent most of her time with her, while the four males just got bored to death out in the living room.
'This is so unbearably pathetic.' Harry growled to himself and snapped Blood and Gold, the Vampire Marius shut. He stood up from the couch, put the book back on the shelf and started to pace. They needed a plan, and they needed it fast. Not only were they fighting the war of the century, something had gone wrong at the Orders HQ's.
Snape looked up at him. "What the hell do you think you're doing Potter?" the vampire asked.
"Trying to figure out how to get to Dumbledore. Just because Ignatus is gone, doesn't mean that Malfoy's side has won."
"Try not to wear a hole in the rug." The Potion Master said but he sounded strangely relived. When Harry shot him a questioning glance, the man shrugged. "I'm tired of sitting around reading poetry written by some guy who has been dead for five hundred years."
Harry smiled slightly and they began, going through everything they knew, taking step by step. The vampire went over everything while Harry chronologically wrote it down, and what they thought might have happened, would happen, or what they could do about it. it was a lot easier to have it on paper instead of trying to remember everything all the time.
By the time they were finished his hands hurt from the writing and it was well into the night, but neither of them stopped or went to bed. They needed to have a plan formed as soon as possible, or it would be time out for them, Ignatus, Tiaret, and just about every other Light creature in the world. Harry didn't even want to think of what would happen when – if – Malfoy got to chance to go against the Muggle world.
"You realise that we cannot stay here anymore, don't you?" Snape said whilst looking over the list. "We're putting Ms Ade, Valda, Connor and Kiros in too much danger; yet we have to get someone to help us with this."
Harry nodded. God, how he wished that he was back in school with Ron and Hermione, where his only worries had been not getting caught by Snape, Peeves or Filch and to get a good enough grade to pass the year. His eyes widened.
"That's it!" he yelled jumping up from the chair had had sunk into. Snape raised an eyebrow, the black eyes trying to pin his to the chair with needles like a butterfly. "Ron and Hermione! They can help us! Ron's working at the Ministry at the moment, right up there with Mr Weasley and Percy. Hermione is staying at home since she's pregnant with twins."
"Not bad, Potter, except the fact that their house will be watched."
"Yes, that's true, but we can ask for help from Sirius and Remus. Sirius can just use his Animagus form to carry a message to Hermione, and she'll take care of the rest. And if that doesn't work, I can just as a snake to go with the message."
"Potter, there might be hope for you yet." Snape smirked. "If we use a snake, it will have to be a poisonous one."
"Why?"
"I was wrong, there is no hope for you." The ex-Death Eater rolled his eyes. "Because if one of Malfoy's lackeys find the snake, and it bites them, they'll be dead before they can get help."
"Oh."
"Why do I always end up with the idiots?" Harry ignored the vampire's comment. He couldn't stop smiling. Finally they were getting somewhere!
----------------------
They left at dawn the next day.
This time Harry had insisted to be the one driving, and Snape had been forced into the passenger seat. The vampire didn't look happy about it, but Harry's main concern was to get through this alive so that he could wring Lucius Malfoy's neck.
"You know where that maniac and the werewolf are at the moment?" Snape asked.
"New Orleans." Harry replied.
"Don't tell me we're driving across the whole bloody continent just to get a hold of the Canine Duo!"
"Ok, I won't tell you." Harry smirked at the other man's expression.
"If we apparated there would be next to nil chances of the Death Eaters or the Muggle Police to find us; so tell me, why are we driving?"
"The two of them have put up wards over Louisiana, Mississippi, Alabama, Georgia, Florida, Arkansas, Texas and the Mexico Gulf."
"Why the hell did they do that?"
"To prevent vampires breeding, keep an eye at the enemy, that sort of thing. What I think is stupid is that you can't apparate in or out."
"Didn't any of the wizards protest against that?"
"No, there are only fifteen Light wizards in those states combined, and all of them are in the Order."
"Then why the hell can't we apparate to the border of Mississippi and drive from there?"
"That's another reason why they're there. Malfoy's associates have put up wards over Tennessee, South and North Carolina, Kentucky, Indiana, Ohio, Virginia and West Virginia, Maryland, Pennsylvania, New Jersey, and several other states." Harry told him. "Or that's what Sirius told me last time we met. I don't know if they've managed to get the states rid of the Death Eaters, but I don't want to take any chances. That's why it's best to-"
"Travel Incognito." Snape cut him off. The vampire sighed and massaged the bridge of his nose. "This will be a long trip."
"Not really. In two weeks time we're going to be in New Orleans."
"Two weeks!" Snape really did look pained.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
The storytelling was interrupted by high laughter from more than just one person. Ron, Draco and Sirius were all holding on to each other, Hermione was – along with every other female in the room – trying to disguise her chuckle with a polite cough. Remus was shaking his head, an amused smile plastered on his face. Percy, Dumbledore and Mr Weasley were both chuckling openly, and Bill and Charlie were making sure that Fred and George didn't do something that could – and would – endanger all their lives.
"Sorry Severus," Draco managed to wheeze out. "But that's just so…" he started to laugh again. "It seems like everything went against the two of you on that mission." Was the final message that was delivered after Ginny had cast a Calming Charm on him.
"That depends on who you ask." Harry replied. He himself was smiling happily, and he knew that Severus was having difficulty keeping his sour mask on. "In Connor's perspective it was perfect, while in ours – well, you know."
"The old paranoid git hasn't shut up about it since." The vampire growled.
"You know he only does it because he loves to tease you." The Boy-Who-Lived told him. Severus only glared at him. Harry shook his head. "They bicker every time Connor pops up for a chat." He told the rest.
"But Harry," Hermione interrupted. "What happened next?"
"Quite a lot. But can't we continue tomorrow? I'm dead on my feet." Harry stood up and stretched.
"Oh, dear, dear Harry," Fred stepped up to him and slung an arm dramatically around his shoulders.
"You have it all wrong." George did the same from the other side.
"No, I'm quite certain that I'm pretty tired."
"No, no! You aren't the one dead on your feet."
"That's Snape's job!"
The twins set off to get a head start on the growling vampire, but to their surprise Alicia and Angelina grabbed their ears just as they ran past them.
"You two are coming with us."
"Traitors!"
"Spoilsports!"
"I'm really sorry about this Hermione." Alicia turned to the brown-haired woman still keeping a steel-like grip on George's ear. "But perhaps it is time to go to bed and calm these two down."
Hermione smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I guess you're right. It's already two in the morning."
"Thanks for letting us stay here for the night," Penelope stood up with Percy following her.
"Oh, nothing a couple of Expanding and Adding Charms couldn't fix. Now, Albus and Minerva – your rooms are straight down the corridor there, you'll know which is which." She pointed to their left. "The entire Weasley clan – with the exceptions of Ginny and Draco – are on the second floor with the children's rooms. And Ginny and Draco, Harry and Severus, Remus and Sirius – your rooms are at the top floor."
"Off to bed everyone." Molly ushered them in their general direction, even the old Headmaster was given a gentle push towards his room. "The sooner we go to bed, the earlier we'll wake again in the morning and get to hear the rest of the story." At those words Fred, George, Sirius and Draco all grabbed their sweethearts and carried them off to bed before anyone had time to open their mouths.
Harry – standing comfortably in Severus' embrace – couldn't help but chuckle, and soon enough the rest of them joined though the vampire only smiled, black eyes glowing with amusement.
"We should be getting paid for this, Sev." He slyly looked up at his mate.
"With the ideas you come up with at times, I'm surprised the Hat didn't put you in Slytherin." Severus mumbled.
"It actually wanted to put me there at first." Harry told him. Ron gaped and Severus blinked before scowling.
"You actually want me to believe that?" Harry nodded. "Acsi!"
"I can prove it to you."
"As funny as it has been to see the two of you flirt," Ron stepped in, "I believe it is time for all of us to go to bed."
"You're right, Ron," Hermione smiled to the rest. "By now all of you should know where everything is in the house and your rooms have already been assigned to you, so all that is left to say is good night."
" 'night 'Mione." Harry waved.
"It's time we disappeared as well, Arthur." Molly hugged Harry and shook Severus', McGonagall's and Dumbledore's hands. "Good night to all of you."
"Well, Minerva, may I have the honour of accompanying you to your humble destination?" Dumbledore held out his arm for the Deputy Headmistress.
McGonagall giggled. "You old coot, you're still too charming for your own good." She turned to Severus and Harry. "Don't you two stay up too long now; I still want to hear the rest of the story tomorrow, and it won't help if both of you are too tired to continue."
The Slayer and the vampire watched the two Professors disappear down the corridor.
Harry sighed. "You know, I thin those two have had a tad too much to drink."
"A tad?" Severus looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "By the looks of it they have drunk an entire bucket of moonshine!"
"Sev! Be nice!" Harry whacked him lightly on the arm though he was smiling.
"I'm as nice as a vampire can get," the reinstated Potion Master glared. "And you weren't complaining about it last night."
"Last night we were at home and not visiting friends. Besides, you had me thoroughly distracted." Harry wriggled loose from the vampires hold and started to go up the stairs.
"If I'd have had my way we would still be at home."
"Oh, com on, it's not that bad."
"Anything involving Albus, the Weasley's, the Canine Duo and the word 'socialising' is bad."
Harry rolled his eyes. "You're completely impossible, you know that? Now I know why Connor called you a stubborn idiot."
"If I may remind you, Mr Potter, he called you the same." Severus closed the door to the room after them and cast a couple of Locking Spells on it, then proceeded to cast a couple of Silencing Charms on the room – both to keep noise out and in.
"Yeah, but he was looking at you at the time."
"Which means?" the vampire used the darkness in the room to sneak up on his mate. Either Harry wasn't using his Slayer senses or he was ignoring him, because he didn't turn away from the open window.
"Between the two of us, you're the most stubborn one." The young man deadpanned.
Severus growled. "It isn't my fault that the Weasley's create chaos everywhere they go, nor is it my fault that there are so many Weasley's in the first place."
"Sev, you're getting dangerously close to sleeping on the couch." Harry warned and closed the window. He turned and ran right into the aforementioned vampire. "Let me pass Sev." He said after several tries to get around the taller man. "What the hell are you-" Severus kissed him, cutting him off.
Vampires craved sex like blood; no sane vampire would let a chance of sexual activity with his/her partner pass, and Severus – believe it or not – took every opportunity he got. Harry could be reading and suddenly he would find himself being shagged to death, or he could be stretching and the same would happen. And the thing was that no matter how hard he tried, Harry couldn't stop giving in to the vampire when he was in this kind of mood.
"Guess you're not staying on the couch this time either. Manipulative Slytherin." He mumbled fondly against the pale lips.
Severus smirked. "Exactly, my dear."
"Mmmm… what about the rest of the house occupants?" Harry desperately tried to form coherent sentences. That, however, turned out to be one hard task. Severus was nibbling and sucking at his neck, and at the same time forced him towards the bed.
"They" lick "can go" nibble "jump" bite "off a" suck "cliff." At the last word Harry found himself on his back in the middle of the bed with Severus hovering a few inches above him. "I think we deserve this after being forced to tell our… tragic tale. Or at least I do."
Harry smiled and tucked the long hair behind his mates ear. It didn't help much as it got free almost at once, but it had been worth a shot. Their lips met again and he could feel Severus' fangs tugging lightly at his bottom lip, and a dark growl built up in the Potion Masters chest. Harry knew what was coming. The two of them were pretty much at an equal level on most things, but when it came to potion-brewing or sex, Sev was the dominating one. And one thing that amused the vampire to no end was that the Boy-Who-Lived never gave up his struggle to be on top, even if both of them knew that he would end up pinned to the bed and begging for mercy.
"You're insatiable." Harry murmured, his fingers tracing patterns on his mates pale, strong back. Wait a minute, when did Sev undress them? Who cared as long as he continued to do that to his neck.
The Gryffindor moaned. The vampires long finger had just gently penetrated him and was preparing him, hitting that special spot every time. Soon enough another finger joined the first, and then a third. Harry was by this time hanging on to Severus as if he was a lifeline.
The Potion Master himself, was trying to keep his compose and take everything slowly, but it was getting harder by the second. He had experienced more sex as a vampire than through his thirty-five years of mortal life, and that was before he had met up with Harry. The young man was like a drug; for every time he tasted it he needed more.
Most other vampire couples stuck together because of the sex. But Harry wasn't just a sex-toy to him; he was his lover, friend, companion and equal. And those kinds of relationships were few and far between. He and Harry were lucky to have each other, as were Ignatus and Tiaret.
Severus concentrated on the task at hand: eating the delicious dish Harry ala carte. By the time he was sure that the Slayer was prepared enough, Harry was a quivering and moaning mass under him. The golden skin was slick with a thin layer of sweat, and the pink mouth was slightly open. Severus withdrew his fingers and positioned himself right at the opening, and began to push his hard member into the tight heat.
Harry moaned and bucked thereby revealing his neck. As every other vampire would've done in the same situation, Severus attacked it and started sucking hard. Harry moaned again, his hands entangled in the vampire's hair. He gasped as he felt his mates fangs penetrate the skin of his throat. Now that Severus had him he didn't have to feed once a year to keep his kills to a minimum. Instead he could feed whenever he wanted just like a normal vampire.
The speed increased and with every thrust Severus' cock brushed Harry's prostate. Harry's legs wrapped around the man's waist and mumbled, incoherent words could be heard among the gasps and moans. A slowly warming hand crept between the two bodies and grabbed Harry's erect member and started to pump in tact with the thrusts, doubling the pleasure.
"Oh… Gods… SEV!" Harry screamed as he came. Severus followed in seconds, shuddering as the orgasm hit and collapsing on his mate.
When the vampire managed to pull himself together he found himself still on top of the Slayer, with Harry gently running his hands through his hair and a gently smile on his face. Severus healed the wound in his mate's neck and got off the younger man, then he spooned around him – an arm placed possessively around the Gryffindor. Harry placed his hand over Severus' and soon both of them were asleep.
-------------------------
Well, what do you think? I don't think I've blushed this much in my entire life! Anyways, please review.
I'm begging to get an idea as to why Harry has an endless amount of blood, but I need to formulate it a bit more. So I think that the Blood-thingy will be explained soon enough. Possibly within the next five chapters.
Also I'm sorry for all the writing mistakes in this and in my other stories. However, I'm currently trying to revamp every single one of them, and that's why it takes me so long to get another chapter out.
-------------------------------
LATIN:
Acsi: as if
-------------------------------
Thanks to:
Glasen Dauthi Vampyre Katy999 Fair Lady RavenclawMairi Natharia aka Tara-Chan: Happy now? Lots of Sev and Harry in this chapter!
SilverYoukai: Thanks!!!! J
