Sorry about the loooong wait. ^_^ Anyways i hope my beta reader doesn't hate me for posting this (her computer doesn't work.). "I sent you an email explaining i hope you wont like cut me off but i had to post this. ppl were emailing me with threats to my baby's."
Thank you Cordi, you're always the enthusist. Hope you feel a lot better ^_^.
WARNING!! This fic contains slash materials that may offend some persons. There's blood exchange, non-con (later in the ch's), and a lot of other things i'll warn about when the time comes.
Just so you know Sirius is alive and was pardened after the capture of that rat. Hey my plot my rules!
Disclaimer: all owned by the wonderful authour of the even brilliant story but alas the plot is mine because of the whole AU bit. So please don't sue me 'cause i'm flat broke besides the penies in my pocket and i need those to make wishes in the fountain to win the jackpot.
It still hurt him whenever he thought of his second half with another man or woman for that matter. Damn you Harry. The sooner I punish you the quicker we can be together AND no one will take you away from me! Draco stood in the front yard of 4 Privet Drive. He stared up at Harry's window where he debated to either climb through or waltz inside with a quick spell. But would that set off the alarms protecting the house?
Sighing he decided to just go through the front door. Even if he was a vampire he didn't want to push his luck and make a fool of himself by falling down. It was a trick he had picked up on his time on the streets that passed month. Slipping out the devices muggle's use to pick a lock, Draco did so to the front door.
Upon entering his gums immediately ached. The smell of recent blood was still fresh, maybe a few hours old but fresh none the less; a light cloud of alcohol lingered also. The doorway was dark but with his keen eyesight he could make out a few spots of dried blood that hadn't been completely wiped away. Following the overpowering odor Draco made his way up the stairs slightly panicked and disturbed with the amount of blood he was able to see.
On the landing his senses were overloaded. The smell of paint and blood had his eyes watering from the intensity. A sickening thought crept into his mind as he reached his soon to be lovers door. It was firmly shut and he could make out the haze of charms that protected the door from entry; Harry's signature was all over it.
Placing a hand atop the barrier he felt it pulse. Draco pushed at it with every ounce of love and adoration he had for the Gryffindor. The soft click of the door unlocking echoed in his ears. Pushing it open gently he called out: "Harry?" but in whispered tones careful not to wake whatever made the mess outside the door. Another powerful gust of that scent nearly had him drooling.
The room was dark with only the moons rays giving light. There was a trail of the dried blood on the floor and his eyes followed it to the bed where a still hand poked out from under it. "Harry!" Draco rushed inside the room barely noticing the door closing behind him, falling to his hands and knees. When his hands touched that of his future lover the blood lust was overpowered by fear and panic.
Taking the cold hand in his he felt it's weak pull, trying to move back under the bed. Laying on his chest Draco peered under the bed where his keen eyesight had him nauseated.
~*~
Laying in a pool of his own blood Harry stared up at the springs of the mattress trying not to move. He had woken up under the bed and he didn't question how he had gotten under there. Hedwige had yet to make a sound and he wondered if his owl was dead or flew away.
The deafness surrounding him made him wonder if he was dead himself. If he was then it was lonely, dark, and painful.
Through the darkness Harry felt a touch that warmed him. No it couldn't be real, I'm all alone. "Harry?" that voice. It was so familiar. Was this the heaven everyone brags about?
~*~
Draco heard the groan and his heart jumped in his chest. "Don't move love. Just let me-" He crawled under the bed until he could reach over and place his hand atop Harry's bare chest. Harry hissed with pain from the light pressure. "I'm going to have to pull you out." Keep calm, keep calm, keep calm. Draco chanted to himself. "Come on love - this might hurt."
Taking a deep breath Draco rested his hand on Harry's collar bone and thigh. Pulling towards himself he ignored the painful cry. Another tug later and Draco was beyond pissed; the bastard who did this was going to pay dearly.
Seeing the tears leaking from Harry's, his Harry's eyes, Draco swallowed the lump that was in his throat. Gently wiping away the saltiness he caressed the bruised cheeks.
~*~
The caress had Harry's eyes opening. The swollen right eye stung slightly but it was worth it to see who was there to save him. A part of him wished it was those of whom he had called out to but another part knew they weren't there. No one who claimed to love him was there. So who was this? Ha the devil is the angel. Thought Harry as his slightly blurred vision made out those of his enemy.
"Draco?" His voice croaked, raw from the screaming.
The smile on the blonds face made him smile but quickly changed it to a hiss of pain as the cuts on his lips reopened.
~*~
"Don't move ok." Draco said as he ran his thumb over the bleeding lips. Bringing it to his mouth he sucked on the blood. He watched as his future lover's eyes widened. "Who did this to you love?" he asked with all seriousness. It took all of Draco's willpower not to gaze down at the Gryffindor's chest where bruises were over lapping bruises and scratches were red and most likely infected. He really didn't want to think about how bad it was on the other side. I bet it was that fat muggle. "Did that muggle of an uncle of yours did this to you?" the question was met by a short nod up and down.
First, take care of Harry. Second, call for help - no second, kill that muggle, then call for help. "I can make it better love." So much better. "Do you want me to make it better?" With careful ease he straddled Harry's legs making sure he didn't touch the Gryffindor. Placing his forearms on the floor by Harry's head he looked into the green eyes. So beautiful. All this beauty just for me.
Leaning down he licked at the bleeding lips sucking gently on the opened wounds. The moan from the teen below him had him chuckling. "Pain and pleasure. Fine line between the two. Even broken you still have a libido." I can make it better. I know I can make him better.
"Draco." The strained words followed by coughs behind tight lips snapped him from his daze. Shit. No sex Draco. Now is not the time - yea you can wait a day or two - no! Tomorrow, I'll claim him tomorrow. I'll be dammed if I have to wait any longer.
Watching as Harry's head turned to the side his coughing fit didn't ease. Moving his hand to cup Harry's cheek that was resting against the floor he felt a wetness. Softly, he forced Harry to face him. Interesting. Blood trickled from the side of the bruised lips. I need to get him help now. But that won't give me enough time to take care of that bastard. Quickly glancing at his wrist watch, a muggle contraption he really needed to have, he noted it was close to midnight, 20 minutes to midnight to be exact. Yes. There was enough time.
~*~
Is this real? Harry watched mesmerized as the blond teen tasted the coppery red. His blood had always tasted coppery as long as he could remember. How many times had he been forced to taste his own blood in the back of his throat?
"Who did this to you?" The innocent question followed by a harsher answer of the truth gave Harry a moment of a flashback. The intensity of it left him with the ability to nod an answer.
What's going on? He panicked slightly as the Slytherin straddled him but immediately vanished as he heard the next words. "I can make it better love. Do you want me to make it better?" Yes. Yes. Make it go away. Make all this pain go away. Staring into the silver pool of a foreign emotion he knew one thing.
This was his savior. His enemy who on more than one occasion got him so angry he contemplated murder, was now - loving him and the strange thing was he was finding himself feeling the same. Merlin! I'm falling for a Malfoy!
As quick as this new revelation came it flew away along with any thought in particular as he felt the delightful rough tongue scrape gently, hungrily, at his lips. It was ecstasy. He moaned when he felt Draco draw up on the blood from his lips. "Pain and pleasure…" Harry felt himself grow warm. The tingling sensation he felt with Thomas was returning except this time it was calmer. He wanted, no, he needed Draco more than anything and at that moment he didn't give a rats rear that he laid broken and bloody on the floor.
"Draco." Ow! Shit! Harry wanted to tell him, Draco, he wanted him but a painful bout of coughs stopped him. Turning his head to the side, eyes screwed shut, he felt his mouth fill with the coppery liquid. If he didn't feel so nauseated he would've swallowed it but the taste would surely make him vomit.
Trying to hold everything in as he felt his face being turned he cursed at himself inwardly as he felt some of the blood escape his lips.
~*~
Draco tilted his head to the side slightly as he watched Harry's fast intake of breath through the nose. A small smile quirked his lips up briefly before he leaned down and pressed his lips on the Gryffindor's. This should be good. "Open up Harry. I want a taste." He emphasized by slipping his tongue gently through the crack before pressing their lips more firmly together.
Once he felt his loves lips part he encased Harry's head between his hands just as he devoured the teens mouth. A moan escaped him, delicious, as his tongue tasted the red juice he was quickly becoming addicted to it.
Forgetting where he was Draco allowed his passion to overpower his common sense. Lifting Harry's head slightly he was able to get a better drink -or- taste. So good. He didn't take notice to his second half's tightly shut eye where tears were now falling. Feeling shaky hands grasp at his wrist with desperate tugs his eyes snapped open and he pulled away. Crap!
Harry's head fell back and he gasped for breath. "I'm sorry Love! I - I - didn't mean -" Draco panicked and he bent down placing bloody kisses on the corner of Harry's lips. "I'm so sorry." He rested his face in the crook of the Gryffindor's throat where he could feel and hear the pulse quickening. "I just want you so much and I forgot you're hurt."
Draco made to get up but Harry croaked out: "No!" Licking his lips he rushed on afraid that the warmth would leave him. "Please. Promised. Make it better." It hurt to speak so he pleaded with his eyes.
No you can't. Yes I can. Oh hell! "I want you Harry, I really do but -" What buts? He wants me to and tomorrow is too much of later. "you have to promise me you wont go crying when I kill the bastard who did this to you." Harry quickly promised with a shake of his head.
Draco smiled and gently kissed Harry's throat where he could feel the blood pumping. "My sweet, sweet Harry" Draco murmured with a catlike lick on the warm skin. "Do you know how long I've waited for this moment?" Sucking on the skin he shivered at his soon-to-be-lover's groan.
As Draco nipped at Harry's sensitive throat he was oblivious to the fact that it was three minutes to midnight. Fangs aching to bite Draco held off a moment longer as he quickly brought his wrist to his lips and bit down and moved his wrist so a deep gash, so it wouldn't heal quickly, opened and blood oozed out as if in slow motion.
He brought it to Harry's lips. "Drink love." Draco ordered against the skin that was warmer to the touch, almost burning, but Draco paid no heed to that little fact. Feeling Harry's sizzling tongue lap at the blood before sucking, Draco bit down, careful not to hurt. Once the flavor of his second half spilled into his mouth he was immediately hard as a rock. This is a hell of a lot better than my first taste!
Drawing up on the wound he felt the power and something else that made him feel like he was burning from the inside out. If he weren't so addicted to the taste he would've pulled away but having Harry drinking from him had him shaking from pure lust.
Moving one leg between Harry's legs he settled down pressing each others crotches to their thighs. Rocking back and forth he groaned as Harry sucked harder making him do the same. It was all too much at once. He reluctantly broke away settling for sucking on the wound until it closed on it's own.
"Oh god Harry!" Draco pulled his wrist away burying his hands in Harry's hair and forcing their lips to lock together in a bloody sloppy kiss as they both rubbed against one another harder and faster.
~*~
It was like he was on fire. The kiss brought out something in him that not even his previous lovers were able to do. It was hurting enough that he begged for Draco to ease it. It pained more than the beating he endured. "Please. Promised. Make it better." Please… please… I need you… fuck me… anything… just don't stop… take it all away!
His ears felt like they were clogged with cotton but he barely managed to hear Draco when he spoke, catching only tidbits. "Promise… crying… did this… you." Harry readily agreed just as long as this pain left him. The feel of tender lips on his throat followed by a teasing tongue put him on the edge. His body shook when he felt his hot skin being devoured into an even hotter mouth. Yes… more.
Something wet and sinful fell on his tongue. It helped cool him down just a degree but it was enough to make him yearn for more. Flicking out his tongue he tasted more of it. Realizing it wasn't going to go away he latched onto the firm flesh just as he felt something puncture his skin followed by a wave of pleasure.
Moaning, Harry could feel the immediate effects beside the very noticeable one between his legs. His body began to heal and he was grateful for that. Feeling the hardness of his Dark Angel above him he sucked harder when a delicious pressure pressed against his own hardness. The addictive juice was now gone and he was prepared to whine about it but once those familiar lips claimed him he was lost in a completely new sensation.
The blood, even though he had no clue it was, satisfied one of several parts of him. Lust claimed his body as he rocked along with the Slytherin determined to reach a satisfying end. Need more… need more… oh fuck yes! Harry clutched desperately at Draco afraid the blond teen would leave him. His free hand moved downward to cup the firm rear and force them closer.
In the distance he could hear a faint pounding in his ears while the tingling sensation that was overpowered by the burning returned as he neared completion. More! Moving his hips against the tense thigh Harry could feel his eyes itch as the salty tears fell.
The sound of grunts and moans overpowered the beep sound of the clock striking midnight. Harry pulled away from Draco's bruised lips as he screamed his name, body jerking as he climaxed. "Draco!"
~*~
"Harry!" Draco's body stiffened as he panted against his almost-lover's ear. The intensity of the whole thing caught him so unaware that a dopey smile immediately was plastered on his face. Wow… wow.
Body limp against the quivering figure below him Draco managed to lift up his head. Harry's head was tilted back and his throat moved as if he swallowing. Shit! checking the muggle watch he noted it flashed 12:01. Lifting himself off his lovers body he kneeled at his side. Fingers lightly danced over the soft skin of the Gryffindor's jaw when he turned over abruptly to bury his forehead on his arm while the dark haired teen shook.
"Harry?" Different… "What's going on?" A dull red haze was surrounding Harry from head to toe just as he stilled. Draco crawled forward and hesitantly reached out until his hand hovered just above the haze. "Love?" Please don't be dead. "Harry? Stop fucking playing! Answer me Dammit!"
A choked sob escaped him before he could suppress himself. Be sensible Draco. He isn't dead because if he was… well… he isn't dead. But what if he is? No! He is not dead.. I have to call father and mother they'll know what to do. They'll help my Harry.
Standing, Draco barely got two steps away before strong arms with a steel grip wrapped around him trapping his arms. Struggling slightly, surprised that his Vampire strength didn't throw off his captor he stilled when a hot breath spoke in his ear. "Going somewhere my Dark Angel?"
"Harry?" Please let it be.
"Mmm." Dull teeth bit on his ear hard enough to make it more pleasurable than painful. "Whatever you want me to be." The arms tightened before lifting the blond and turned so Harry could dump Draco on the bed with a squeal.
"Very, undignified Angel."
Why you - oh! This is new. Draco watched as Harry ran his hand over his chest to pause against his own navel. Gorgeous! With Harry receiving his inheritance certain, delightful, changes occurred and one important one was that his body was not so lanky anymore but filled out to fit his grown frame.
"Has anyone ever told you I'm part Veela?" Harry said stalking forward.
Draco's eyes flickered to meet Harry's slightly wide. "N-no. I knew you were something but -" Harry placed a knee on one side and the other on the other side of Draco. "but - that never crossed my mind."
"Well -" Harry placed his hand on Draco's chest pushing him down onto the mattress. "now you know."
~*~
"Love? What are you doing?" Draco asked as he felt Harry's nose bump against his cheek and sniff.
"You smell good." Another sniff. "Familiar." A lick on the smooth sweaty cheek. "Mmm."
Oh this is too good. "Are you itching to touch me Harry… to claim me?" Draco rested his hand over Harry's that was over his heart.
Harry nodded his head yes as his fingers curled in the shirt of his Dark Angel. "I want to do a lot of things to you."
"Tell me love." Draco inched his free hand to touch the ridge of snug fitting pants and lower where he let his fingertips brush against the half hard penis. He smiled when Harry hissed at him in parstletongue before devouring his mouth for a taste.
Harry's hand moved up to Draco's collar and tore it off with a sharp tug. Breaking away from the sinful mouth he ran open mouth kisses down the chin, to the throat where he circled his tongue around Draco's pulse before moving farther down where he planted one last kiss on the blonds breast bone.
Don't stop! "Don't stop." If Draco wasn't so turned on he would've strangled the smirking Veela.
Harry moved his hand lower barely touching Draco's skin until he reached the Slytherin's crotch. "Didn't you want me to tell you what I want to do?"
Draco dropped his head against the mattress and covered his eyes with his arm. "Love if you continue to torture me this way I'll just," Sigh. "have to go to another." That should get things done quicker.
The room was silent. "Harry?" Draco removed his arm and looked up at his second half. What the…
~*~
Draco found his arms roughly held above his head by the wrist and the feral eyes of his second half gazing down at him. His breath hitched as Harry growled down at him. "You're mine." before Draco could comment that he sure was, the part Veela attacked his mouth. His wrists were released and Draco quickly moved them so he caressed his second half's arms as Harry unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans that were beginning to seem confining.
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His arms were full of a delicious warm body that he could now call his own. Draco sighed and opened his eyes while he stroked Harry's hair. Satiated for the moment Draco allowed his mind to wander. First thing that popped up was his lover's, ooh lover. That sounds nice. body. He couldn't wait to explore each and every crevice again except this time he could take his time instead of the fast and eager touches, licks, and bites.
Feeling his second half snuggle against him Draco closed his eyes ready for more sleep before another round but once his lids closed a brief flash of a memory snapped them open and tightened his grip on the sleeping Gryffindor.
There was blood, lots of it, and the smell of it returned for a second as he remembered a hallway blotched with the red that had failed to be scrubbed away. Skin bruised and cold, seeming as if death claimed another. No one touches my second half and gets away with it. Draco thought managing to slip from under the weight of his lover, trying not to wake up Harry.
Easing off the bed he wanted a blanket to cover up Harry but to get one without waking his lover or using magic was impossible. I'll find one. Now to the fun part. Using the light from the bare window he found his pants and boxers, slipping them on wishing his shirt wasn't ruined. But the memory of how his shirt was ruined had him smiling and not caring as much.
Out the room with a lingering look to the sleeping body he closed the door waiting for the soft click before readying to hunt. Relaxing himself he allowed his senses to expand to the entire house; his fangs extracted slightly pulsing gently and his ears picked up on the soft snores of Harry, squeaks of a mouse or two behind the walls, and a snort followed by mumbling. Concentrating on the last of the three he noted that it was close; it came from a door to his right.
Stepping to the side, following the sound, he soon found himself standing in front of a door he knew without a doubt belonged to that fat muggle. Turning the door knob he was amused to find it unlocked. I will revenge you Harry my love, finally, and no one and I mean no one will hurt you like that again. Dam whoever does. The door slammed shut as Draco attacked.
~*~
Vernon jolted awake but was quickly forced back down on the bed as a pair of hands wrapped themselves around his throat. The assailant was pinning him down to the bed with unnatural strength and he found that frightening since, even though he couldn't see, he knew he was way bigger than who was atop him.
"Touch me and I'll snap your neck." Vernon lowered his arms that were ready to swing. He tried to calm himself as his body trembled with fear.
"Who are you?" He said with difficulty as the hands seem to tighten before loosening only slightly.
~*~
Draco felt all giddy. His first unselfish task for his second half was happening and the stupid git, the muggle, just about ready to piss in his pants. "A vampire." I'll hurt you like you hurt him you piece of trash. Draco could smell the fear that immediately came off the shaking muggle.
When an emotion was dominant enough and the fact that he was in 'hunting mode' he was able to smell what others were feeling. Oh how he ached to just sink his fangs into the piece of lard beneath him and drink. True, he was full from his lovers blood but this was different. He, Draco, would drink but in the end he would vomit it back up keeping only the last few precious drops of when the muggle actually died. That's why he would endure the retching that would be painful but it was always worth it to taste the last drops. "A very, very angry vampire."
Vernon swallowed hard as he feared the worst. Maybe if he offered him another that would satisfy the monster atop him. "No - please. Don't kill me." he begged. "There's a boy -" he gagged on his next words as the hands tightened.
"A boy? I don't want no boy. I want blood, you're blood." Draco really didn't like where this was heading.
"He's - he's just across - the hall. Take him." the hands loosened it's grip. "My blood is - is nothing compared to a wizards." immediately Vernon regretted saying that when the hands moved from his throat to his hair fisting the strands painfully.
His face was jerked to the side, exposing his throat to a growling vampire. In the dark he could make out a glow that could only have come from an animal, an animal that was just about to tare out his throat. A threatening voice spoke in his ear.
"Do you have any clue whom you offered to me in exchange for you're pathetic life muggle?" a sharp tug to the hair. "That Wizard whom you beat to near death is the future savior of the Wizarding world and most importantly - he's my second, my lover, my everything." That's it cry. I'll make you scream in agony while you cry. "Imagine my surprise when I walked into this excuse of a home to smell the spilt blood of my mate."
Draco nipped at Vernon's ear with his fang spilling blood. Quickly licking at the wound he continued. "Picture me finding my second half beaten. Hovering between life and death. Do you know how distraught I was? Give me one good reason why I shouldn't shred you to pieces right now?" Draco waited for answer receiving only sobs. "Answer me!"
"He hurt my son." Vernon whimpered.
Draco searched his mind trying to recall the name and description but he barely got enough for a vivid description. If his second half hurt anyone then there had to be a very good reason and that reason was simple. The muggle son had threatened his Harry. It looked like he was going to be spending some time with another disgusting muggle. "How?"
Vernon answered quickly. "Did something to his mind. He was hiding in his room shaking - talking crazy."
"That's not a good enough reason." Draco growled.
"He hurt Dudley so I hurt him. That freak -" He didn't get to finish as a fist connected with his face before returning back to his hair pulling it so he was staring into glowing eyes.
Draco could see and smell the blood that was leaking from the broken nose. He stared into the muggle's eyes. A sinking feeling started to grow in the pit of his stomach. What if this isn't a first time incident? "What have you done to him?" Draco could feel his sanity slipping.
Draco watched as the muggle's eyes widened before answering: "Nothing."
"Liar." Draco couldn't bare to see this monster living any longer. So, with great delight, he bit down making sure to cause as much pain as possible.
The scream from Vernon's mouth quickly gargled as his body convulsed. It seemed endless, the amount of agony he was enduring traumatized him that it gave him an aneurysm killing him but Draco drank on.
Pulling away he looked into a face that was contorted into a permanent expression of several emotions: pain, fear, and shock. Wiping away at the blood on his lips and chin he looked down at his hand then at the wall. A smile formed on his lips. Perfect. Just Perfect.
*End of pt3*
A/N: Finally.... What took you so long Dahlias? *well i had writers block and life's a bitch* Still no excuse! *what?! Hey i've been working hard just that dam sex scene had me so frustrated and then i had to think up chapters and retype that other stupid story since my floppy got lost... it was a rough long while* Forgiven for now but try not to do it again. *allright okay i'll try to post quickly but it's not easy you know.* Bitch. *Thank You!*
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POLL: In the NC17 version there is a line where Harry plans to name Draco's pecker ^_^. It's up to you (the reader) to help me pick a name for it. It can be anything. when the name is chosen a whole, hopefully, funny chap will be dedicated towards it. Harry trying to name Draco's pecker while Draco objects... it has possibilities. Now answer in a review what you would like for it to be named. THaNK yOu!!!!! ^_^_^_^_^_^
Teaser: (ch3) (*In past chapters i promiced several ppl certain information for ch3 and 4. ^_^ well, due to recent turn of events in the fic and thoughts in my head i really don't see that possible. Don't get me wrong those chapters will come along but i need to write at least 1 or 2 more chapters before those promiced chapters pop up.^_^*) Dream, well, that's all i can say because anymore and i'll give the whole chap away. ^_^
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