Is it that time again? Cool. Any ways, some of you may be wondering if there will ever be any sex scene. There are three good reasons that I will not write one, at lest for now. 1). I do not believe that I could write on good enough. 2). I do not find it really that necessary. And 3). There are already many fics out there with sex scenes in them.

Anyways. ^_^ please enjoy…

Harry Potter and the Pissed Off P.M.

Chapter 11:

Of Vampire's and Men

Cynnus sat high up in a tree all night. He watched as the two Death Eaters drank themselves into an early sleep. His heart told him to rush down there, untie Sirius, and then get the hell out of there. However, his mind would not let his legs work; he just sat there on the branch like a night stocker.

It was a good thing he had not moved. Soon after the two went to sleep, a third joined and looked as sober as ever. So he sat and watched the sunrise over the landscape.

The sun was barely over the mountains when the sober Death Eater kicked the two drunken ones awake. It took them all of fifteen minutes to strike the campsite. As before, Cynnus silently followed wondering where they were taking Black.

***

Severus watched as Harry paced frantically in front of his hearth. The young wizard would occasionally reach into his pocket, hold whatever was inside as if he gathered reassurance from it.

Seeing no way to get Harry to relax, Severus stood and walked in front of his path. When he noticed that Snape blocked his way, Harry blushed and looked to the ground. "Sorry." He mumbled.

The professor raised an eyebrow in suspicion. "Whatever for?" Severus crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"I really don't mean to be annoying." Harry whispered.

Severus lowered his face so he could see part of Harry's sweet sad face. "I wouldn't have you any other way." Harry looked up, his eyes shining brightly. Again, he reached into his pocket, but Severus caught his hand half way. "What do you keep holding?"

Harry pulled something out of his pocket that looked like an old worn rag doll. Looking at it closely Severus noticed that it was him, but the poor thing was a mess. The face was brown with dirt or what could be dried blood. The black yarn of hair was tattered and some of it missing. But all in all, the doll looked happy.

"He's been in every battle with me." The young Potter whispered longingly, smiling at the rag doll. "Almost a good luck charm. He was the closest thing I had to you when I was training. It was nice to know that you were close by."

Severus smiled nodding his head and reached in to his own robe pocket pulling out a rag snake. Ivan looked a lot better then the doll of Severus did but one could tell it was handled often. "Same here." Then Snape started to chuckle deeply, he might as well tell Potter. Anything to get him to stop worrying for a minute or two. "Do you remember the snake you drew on my cauldron?" Harry thought for a moment but nodded. "It's still there. I like it to much. I didn't have the heart to truly get rid of it."

Harry's smile grew but his eyes still held the say nervousness. "Do you think your brother really saw Sirius?"

Sighing in defeat Snape wrapped his arms around the shorter man, bringing him close. "He would not have owled Albus if he had not."

"I need to help some how."

"The thing is Harry, is that the Aurors are not the Order." Severus laid his head on top of Harry's dark unruly hair. "They do not have the same information we do. Even if Cynnus's information reached their ears they would not act."

"Why not?" Harry asked hotly.

"Because they know what my brother is." Snape laughed bitterly. "They would not trust him."

***

Dear Headmaster,

I'm still following the three Death Eaters. Not sure why or with what purpose they have brought him this far. To risky to say anything more.

Cynnus

Looking over the top of the letter, one of the Death Eaters watched Cynnus with a sick fascination. His two comrades were using their own strength and heavily warded charms to keep him subdued. The Death Eater with the letter signaled to his comrades and they placed Cynnus in a deep sleeping charm.

"What should we do with Pretty Boy?" One of them asked the Death Eater with the letter. "Jacob? What are we going to do with him?"

Jacob didn't answer right away. He just watched Cynnus's face heal rapidly. The bruises and blood were all but gone. He turned to look at Black, who was trying to get free from his chain tied to the tree. Turning back, he narrowed his eyes as Cynnus's face completely healed. "We take him with us." He finally spoke. "Starve the dog and when we get to the fort, we'll throw them in a cell together."

The two Death Eaters looked at each other. "Can we play with Pretty Boy until then?"

Jacob's cold eyes narrowed at his two comrades. "No. Unless you wish to die a horrible death, I would not release him from his bonds. I want him starved as well. It will be amusing to see witch one eats the other first." Jacob turned to go into his tent, but before he went inside, he said. "Watch your necks when you are around him. I don't want you morons giving him a chance to feed."

***

His senses were slowly coming back to him. Cynnus's hands were chained to the wall behind his back. He could hear other chains rattling and the soft padding of feet hitting the floor across from him. Slowly moving his eyes up, he watched the grim pace across the cell floor.

The dog looked mad with hungry and Cynnus knew that this was Sirius Black, but with that collar around his neck, he was just a big bear like dog. He tried not to make any sudden movements, but shifting his weight off his knees alerted the grim.

The dogs head snapped around as he stopped pacing and snarled at Cynnus. He knew he did not have much strength left, but he was not about to be eaten by an insanely hungry Sirius Black.

Steeping back the dog pounced, snarling and snapping all the way. Blink and you would miss it. Cynnus wrapped his long legs around the large charging dog, keeping his teeth way from his throat.

With as much strength that he could master, Cynnus pinned the dog to the moldy cell floor. Barring his fangs, he pulled his head back and with practiced aim, he went for Blacks neck.

However, the Cynnus did not pierce the dog's skin; his teeth caught the thick leather collar. Even though a shock of powerful magic surged painfully through his body has he chewed on the collar, he kept at it. Sirius and Cynnus whimpered when he finally got the collar off. Sirius, because he realized he was actually going to get his friend and Cynnus because the defiance magic in the left him weaker still.

Sirius laid his head in Cynnus's lap and changed his form. "No!" Cynnus rasped. "Change back, please." He pleaded as he whimpered in pain. "I can't… control. I can… smell…"

Sirius looked up watching Cynnus taking in deep shuttering breaths. "I've been in that form for… well I'm not sure, but too long!"

Cynnus pressed forward, struggling with his bonds. "Please. I cannot hurt you. I won't."

Sirius looked deep in to the purple depths of Cynnus's eyes. What he found he did not like. Murder. Death. Not saying anything more, he turned back to his grim form and Cynnus calmed down.

"Thank you. Thank you." He chanted rocking back and forth. Black did not really know how much longer they could stay like this. It scared him to watch Cynnus like this.

Making his way to his side of the cell, Black sat and just starred at his companion. It was a good while that he sat there, thinking his options through. Cynnus started to struggle as Sirius turned again. He sat against the wall watching his friend's actions. "How much will it take to get you out of this state?" He asked the snarling and hissing vampire.

"All." He snared. All trace of the lovely voice he know were gone.

"Would half clam you down?"

The raging vampire eyed Sirius carefully, trying to keep himself intact. "Wont keep you safe for long." He gasped and panted. "Would need more."

Standing Sirius slowly made his way to the vampire. "Then I will find you more, but I'm going to need your strength to help us get out of here."

Wide eyed the crazed vampire understood what Black meant to do. Sirius fell to his knees and barred his neck. Cynnus did not hesitate to take what was foolishly being offered and Sirius tried not to pull away too early.

With every pulse of blood, Cynnus could feel his power returning. He felt Sirius pull away and his instincts took over. With incredible strength, Cynnus broke his bonds, ripping the chain out of the wall. As Cynnus's hands wrapped around him, Sirius knew he made a mistake. The vampire wasn't going to let him live through this.

As the world around him faded to black, he could not help but feel like a failure.

As dramatic and woeful as he though his death was; Sirius did not die. Cynnus would never let him. He woke up to find that he was still in the cell with the Snape twin, smiling brightly at him. "I've had boy's who stayed conscious longer then you did." The Snape vampire teased. "And they lost a lot more blood then you."

Sirius growled. "Piss off!"

"I'd rather get out of here." Cynnus smiled seductively again. "Unless my sweet prince wants another round with the beast?"

Black tried to melt into the stone floor, but it didn't seem to work. "You do that again and I'll ram a led pipe through you chest."

"Its stake and heart and you can't kill me that way." Cynnus snorted. "Now if you are done being overly depressing, I suggest we get out of here."

The younger Snape helped Sirius to his feet and flinched back when he shied away from Cynnus's touch. Sighing Cynnus went to the door, placing his hand on it and surprisingly found no wards keeping them in. The door was locked but one shove and it came off its hinges.

The two cellmates were surprised to find no one guarding their door or that they did not have a gang of Death Eaters down their throats.

"What the hell?" Sirius asked, keeping his balance by leaning on the wall.

Cynnus listened around but he could not hear a sound. Turning to Sirius, he placed a brief kiss on his nose. "Stay here." Black reached out to Cynnus as he walked away. "I won't be long." Smiling sadly, he added. "I don't think I could leave you alone ever again."

True to his word, Cynnus was only gone several minutes. "There's no one here. Unless you count all the dead Death Eaters."

"What could have happened?" Black asked as Cynnus helped him walk down the corridor.

"I'm not sure. But first let's find you something to eat." He wrapped his arms around Sirius tighter. "I think there is a kitchen up the stairs."