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WHAT THE FUCK???????
Damn he passed out. the man though with a hint of ironic amusement in his posture as he stood over the unconscious boy. He should wake up soon, I hope. Almost as if his thoughts were a cue, Harry began to stir in the bed.
Slowly, he opened his fogged up green eyes and looked at the man standing beside the bed. He closed his eyes and opened them to see the strange man smiling,
"Either this is one fucked up nightmare, or I finally died and went to hell. Since none of my nightmares ever hurt this much I'll take the latter. Could you please direct me to Satan or Memnoch or whatever the fucking hell that guys name is?" Harry asked in a completely serious and straightforward manner. When he black haired man began to laugh, Harry just hopped out of bed and walked to the door.
"Where are you going?"
"Where do you think? I'm going to find a way out of here, if it's hell I'm going to find the devil, and if it's heaven I'm going to find Michael and tell him there's been a mistake."
"You really believe you're dead and in hell?"
"Yep. Where else would I wake up to find you standing over me worried and actually see you laugh."
"What is that supposed to mean?"
"It didn't matter when I was alive so why should it matter now, Professor?" He asked smirking.
"Because you're not dead, you're alive, and I am worried and I do laugh occasionally."
"Uh-huh, and Dumbledore wears pink tutus, and dances ballet while McGonagal leads a troupe of flying monkeys to attack Dorothy and her friends. Now if you will excuse me, I'm off to find whoever the hell is in charge." He walked off, leaving his very flustered professor behind.
A few minutes later the stunned man remembered where they where and realized he basically let Harry walk into a serpents den alone and unarmed.
He walked out into the corridor and saw Harry talking to Anisi, the coven leader. Shit not good. Not good. Okay how to get him away and back into the room without and disturbance. Huh. Okay just go up to him, he heard laughter coming from where Anisi and Harry where conversing.
"No, I'm very sorry, this is not hell and I'm not the devil. Although a few people have called me that before. Isn't that right, Severus?"
"Never, Anisi, no one would dare call you in your most supreme wisdom anything so base as that." Severus replied sarcastically rolling his eyes.
"Damn right. Now why is your young guest wandering the halls Alone?" Anisi asked in a low dangerous voice.
"An accident. It won't happen again." Severus said before grabbing Harry's arm and basically manhandling him back into his room.
"Alright, there are some rules, first, you do not leave this room unless you want a very painful death. Second, do not talk to the other vampires, they will gladly kill you and if you do come in contact with them it will obviously be because you ignore the first rule." He looked at Harry who was curled up on his chair; he let a small smile creep upon his face at the sight of the young man looking so small and innocent. "Do you understand, Harry?"
"Yes. But I really hope you don't expect me to follow those rules."
"Yes, I do expect you to follow them or you will find yourself under lock and key."
"You have known me for six years now, when have I followed the rules? And more to the point when did I follow the rules you set out?"
"Never. But this is different. This is for your own protection an-
"My own protection?" Harry laughed. "Why bother. You saw me try to kill myself, so I obviously want death. Now you are telling me that by leaving this room I more then likely will die. And right now the easiest way to do that would be disobey you and leave this room. So in reality I'm going to die how I lived in your eyes- as a disobeying child that doesn't care about the safety of others." As this speech had progressed, Harry's voice had become bitter and cynical, with sarcasm dripping off his words like melted butter on popcorn.
This little speech left Severus shocked a silent.
"I know you've been through a lot Harry," He started off quietly. "But there is more to life then pain and suffering. I know-"
"You don't know anything about me!" Harry interrupted loudly. "You've spent the last six years thinking I was my father and hating me for it! I cant stand you, you should have let me die it would have made everything so much easier." Harry gasped for breath threw the heart wrenching sobs he had started to have halfway through his 'I hate you' speech.
"Harry, Listen, I know you-"
"That's just the point, you don't know me! You started to hate me before you even knew me. Damn you to hell! I hate you and never want to see you again!" With that he stormed out of the room without looking back. And Severus let him, to hurt to do anything else.
A few moments later once he willed Harry's words to not hurt, he realized he just did a VERY stupid thing- he let Harry go out into the manor unprotected. Shit. He quickly left, not exactly running because that would be unseemly, but still walking at a very fast pace. As he rounded the corner he met with a most disgusting (well to him) sight. Harry was shoved up against a wall with a damn cute vamp sucking his neck while he pinned Harry's hands to the wall above him. All this was gross and revolting, but the worst part was that Harry wasn't even resisting. He was even moaning and arching into the vampire.
"What, exactly, do you think that you are doing to my guest?" Sev asked in a cold icy scary voice that made the younger vampire stop his ministrations to Harry's neck, much to the relief of Severus but disappointment to Harry, he had been enjoying that!
"Nothing I didn't want done!" Harry proclaimed loudly before turning to his new found friend, "Let's go somewhere else, shall we?"
"Wait! Where do you think you are going?"
"Somewhere were we won't be interrupted by overgrown bats." With this saucy remark Harry led his rather pale friend away. Before Severus could regain his wits to think of something to say, one they were to far away to hear him and two he was to busy trying to cope with the fact that Harry had just willingly gone off with an unknown vampire. Shit. Double shit. He started after them when he felt a hand at his elbow, he spun to face Anisi.
"May I have a word?"
"I'm a little busy." Severus said tersely looking anxiously towards the direction the two had gone off in.
"Don't worry about your young guest, he can take care of himself."
"How do you know that?" He asked in a bitter spitting remark that would have made a lesser man flinch.
"Because those two are old friends, in fact Harry has been here before when my Father was the head."
"But how?"
"That is precisely what I wished to talk to you about. So will you accompany me to my rooms?"
"It seems I have no choice."
"You always have a choice." Severus had a feeling these words meant something other then going to his rooms or not.
"In this matter it seems I have little choice then."
True enough." Anisi said with laughter tingeing his words. "Well then, shall we be off?"
"Let's. The sooner this is over the sooner I can forget everything in my wonderful alcohol." This time he didn't even bother to hide his laughter.
"After what I am about to tell you, you will need that alcohol. Trust me, I know I sure as hell did." Severus just stared wondering what exactly he was about to learn that would shock Anisi, who normally was very hard to shock in anyway much less to the point where he needed something like alcohol, a substance he avoided at all costs.
Harry entered his long time friends' room and plopped down on to the inviting goose feather bed.
"Make yourself right at home." Keni said sardonically.
"Thank you, I have." Harry replied with irony.
"So, exactly why were you so intent at having that little show arranged for Sevvie?"
"Well, I got Anisi to tell him everything. And I wanted him to be more then slightly pissed as he went into the meeting, which he should be in by now or on the way, otherwise he'd be breaking down the door."
"Are you sure about all this?"
"Nope, but I sure hope so."
"Have I ever mentioned you're a fucking psycho?"
"A couple of times, not recently."
A/N- Please put down all the pointy objects DOWN. I can no update if I am injured. And I know this is short, its only three pages, but my muse decided he wanted a break. I don't see why he doesn't do all the work, oh well please review, they are my inspiration and life force.