IMPORTANT: Ok, so I changed chapter six. Read that before you read this, unless you already have. Enjoy.
Over the next week, Harry slowly started to return to classes. Severus and Dumbledore had worked it out so that Harry was in all of Draco's classes. Severus and Draco quickly got used to being asked for a snuggle whenever they were sitting down or something else. They found out that the personality that came to Hogwarts was named Ronan. Harry's personalities switch throughout the day, each remembering the actions of the other as if a friend had told it to them.
Jason, while meek, had a certain fire about him. He absolutely adored Draco and was rarely seen away from the other boys' side. Obviously he'd been starved for touch, so at any chance he got once he learned how much Draco loved it, he'd find a way to wiggle under the other boys arm and wrap around him. With Severus he was content to watch the older man as he worked. Severus would often finish a potion he'd been working on to find Jason sitting on a stool in the corner of his lab watching him, and small smile on his face. While Jason slept fine in the Slytherin boys' dormitories (he felt safe there, seeing as there were only two people to a room in Slytherin), he was often found sleeping in Severus' chambers, seeing as he slept better there.
Ronan was Jason's complete opposite. He too had been starved for touch, but to such an extent that he wouldn't let anyone touch him. Where Jason was soft and caring, Ronan was hard and rough. While Jason was completely enamored of Draco, Ronan was obsessed with Severus. He would help the older man make potions, doing simple things such as preparing ingredients, stirring or fetching book or more of an ingredient. Severus found that while his personality was volatile, he was helpful and smart.
At the end of the week, a problem presented itself in the most unfortunate form of Lord Voldemort.
Severus' Rooms
Severus was sitting on the couch, Draco next to him and Jason curled in up Draco's lap, his feet resting casually in Severus' lap. They were talking quietly about something the boys had learned in DADA that day when Severus' arm suddenly started to burn. Voldemort was calling. He looked at Draco and Jason.
"Draco, take Jason back to the dorms, make sure he stays there all night. I'll see you both tomorrow." He stood and turned to leave, but suddenly Ronan (1) was standing in front of him, a look of determination on his face.
"Take me too him. I want to meet him again. I don't trust Dumbledore, but it's not like me and him have had the chance to talk the last three years, seeing as every time we meet he tries to kill me. Please, Severus. I need to do this." Severus knew that if he left the boy here, he would find a way to follow him. He sighed deeply and nodded, turning to Draco.
"I know, I know, get back to the dorm and stay there, we'll see you tomorrow." Draco stood and straightened the pillows on the couch before going to Ronan and cupping his cheek. "Be careful my friend. I don't want to lose you before I truly get to know you." He smiled gently and walked to the picture, leaving them in silence. Severus sighed, starting towards the portrait himself.
"Lets get this over with, follow me. Don't speak unless he speaks to you. If he tried to harm you in any way, get out of there. His wards are exactly like Hogwarts so you should be able to apperate just fine. Ok?" Ronan nodded silently, following behind Severus. Hideout
AN: Hehehe, yea I know, I shouldn't interrupt the story, but I can if I want to. So there. In my story, which is very AU I'm noticing, Voldemort found a way back other then the Tournament. He has a body and everything. And he looks nothing like the description on the book. He looks kind of looks like an older version of Tom Riddle, but his eyes are red and he's appears about…22-24 ish. And his hair goes down to his shoulder blades.
Voldemorts Lair
When Severus entered the main chamber of his Lords hide out, he was glad to see that there were others missing. Voldemort was sitting in his chair, which was situated in a small dais near the wall directly across from the door. Currently, he was reading a book, not paying attention. He would know when to start. Severus situated himself and Ronan near Voldemorts left, near the wall and knelt on one knee, his head bowed. Ronan followed his example. A few minutes later, the doors burst open to revel Lucius Malfoy, a smirk firmly in place. Contrary to popular belief, they did not wear masks to their meetings, only on raids or when they didn't want to be recognized.
Severus watched as Lucius made his way the their Lords feet, then knelt down and pressed a reverent kiss to the mans robe. Lucius did not rise but raised his head to look into Voldemorts face, a look of glee on his own.
"My Lord, I have most pleasant news for you. It seems Harry Potter has turned to the dark side. He is a vampire My Lord. Dumbledore sent him to his filthy muggle relations over the summer and the boy was sold as a slave. He got turned shortly thereafter and now has no trust in Dumbledore whatsoever." Lucius bowed low again, but kept his head down this time. Voldemort pulled his attention away from his book and looked down at the man all but groveling at his feet. This man was no Malfoy, but he had important connections.
"And how did you come across this…information, Lucius?"
"Because, I told the whole school when I arrived late." Before Severus could stop him, Ronan stood up and looked directly at Lord Voldemort.
"Come here. I'm afraid I don't know your name, little vampire."
Ronan made his way through the kneeling Death Eaters and stood in front of Voldemort, bowing low before putting his attention back on Voldemort.
"Many know me as Harry Potter, sir. But you can call me Ronan." There was on odd smirk on his face as he said this. Several Death Eaters stood and went to pull out their wands, but Voldemort waved his hand at them to stop and wait.
"Really now…Ronan. Who did you come with? Why are you here? Surely the Great and Pure Harry potter would never share the same air as myself willingly?"
"I came with Severus. I am here because I want to learn. The old Coot won't give me the knowledge I desire and I know I can get it from you. And I am not Harry. Merely and faction of him."
"Severus, come here. Did this boy really come here with you?"
Severus made his way to his Lord and knelt low. "Yes, My Lord. He accompanied from Hogwarts." Voldemort was looking at Ronan carefully.
"Come closer Little Vampire. I will not hurt you, badly." Ronan made his way closer to Voldemort, stepping up on the dais when Voldemort gestured him to. (AN: Voldemort is WAY to long to type every few words, so I'm just going to call him Tom for now.) "Show me your fangs Little One. I wish to see how far along they are." Ronan opened his mouth and extended his slender, pure white fangs. Tm carefully ran his thumb over one, accidentally nicking his finger on the tip but before he could pull away, Ronan's lips closed around the finger and his smooth tongue lapped carefully at the blood. Tom smirked and carefully pulled his hand away. "Everyone but Severus leave. We will conduct our meeting at a later date. Everyone cleared out and in a few minutes it was just Severus, Ronan and Tom.
"Are you hungry Little One?" Ronan nodded, his eyes on Tom's neck. "Will you join me?" Ronan looked him in the eye.
"As an equal, no less." Tom looked shocked then smirked and nodded his head, smirking. "No one must know though."
"Of course not Little One. Would like to drink from me? You must be famished." Ronan nodded eagerly and at Toms' nod climbed into the older mans lap and situated himself so his was straddling his hips. Tom titled his head to the side and Ronan lent over, carefully licking at the vein. After a few licks he carefully extended his fangs and sunk them into the vein, sucking gently. Tom's hand curled into Ronan's thick, long hair and he moaned softly.
"Oh yes Little One, you will be a good leader, the best."
Er…um, yea. I hope you liked this. I'm really have NO idea were drinking Toms blood came from, but its there. Um, I hope you enjoyed this, and that you know what's going on.
