Disclaimer: Harry Potter and characters are not mine.
Warnings: Slash (male/male) Don't like don't read. The story had to be moved up to R rating because of this chapter and future ones because of certain situations. The summary has been change also because it kinda went a different way then the original summary said the story was supposed to go so... Anyway I believe it only made the story better. How do I know that the summary had to be changed because I already have two more chapters finished so that's one of the reason's the chapter is so late. I got so into them and totally forgot about this one. readers sigh and shake heads Sorry. Now then enough of my babbling.
Sorry for the wait hope this chapter makes up for it.
Night 4: The Dream
Harry walked down the hallways to professor Snape's rooms. The corridors had no candles but Harry could see just fine and anybody who saw him would run because all they would be able to see of him would be his eyes shining in the eerie darkness.
Salazar slowly opened his eyes as Harry rounded the corner. He didn't even have a chance to speak before Harry spoke.
"Mazake ryu."
"Are you...." Salazar began.
"Look the suns coming up in a hour and I would love to get my blood before then. Could you just let me in?" Harry stated in a irritated voice.
Salazar 'humphed' and opened the way inside. Harry walked inside and sat down on the couch not noticing his professor sitting in one of the chairs.
"Where have you been Potter?"
Harry sharply turned his head to face his professor, his eyes glowing with irritation. "Why do you care?"
"I don't, but your little werewolf jumped down my throat for you being out in the forest."
Harry paled. "How did he know?"
"You're asking me? I don't know how the damn werewolf thinks. All I know is that it better never happen again or I'll throw you out."
"Oh please. No thanks to Dumbledore, I'll be back down here within days."
"I will not be spoken to like that Potter." Severus growled and stood. "Don't let it happen again Potter. You hear?"
Harry looked into Severus's eyes. "Don't worry. It won't." he walked over to Severus with a smirk in place.
Severus stared straight ahead, in a trance, not noticing Harry breathing on his neck. He closed his eyes.
"Mmmmm. I'm so hungry." Harry sighed.
Severus's eyes popped open. "Potter don't..." He couldn't finish for Harry had latched onto his Potion Master's neck. Severus moaned in pain as Harry began to drink his blood and grabbed Harry's arms. Try as he might to push Harry away he found himself pulling the boy closer to him. He found himself wanting Harry to take his blood, every last drop. Severus found himself wanting Harry in a way that he shouldn't want a student, let along a Gryffindor, but he couldn't keep certain images out of his head. Moaning, this time in pleasure, he tried to pull the boy closer to him.
That moan seemed to wake something in Harry that made him pull away suddenly ripping the skin on Severus's neck. He gave Severus a frightened, sorrowful look before he made a mad dash out the door. Severus put his hand on his neck. When he pulled it away he glared at the blood on his hand. He walked to the bathroom and looked into his mirror.
'Damn that boy. Not only did he drink my blood, from the vein, but he ripped my skin too.' "Heallesto."
The wounds healed but left the puncture wounds. Severus just sighed and went to lie on his bed. It wasn't long before he was asleep and didn't notice the wounds glow a bright red.
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Harry ran out into the hall and ran up the stairs. He hissed as he ran into the sun. Damn! Why in the hell did he have to calculate the sun's rising hour wrong? Harry broke off into a sprint, flinching in pain as the sun hit his body, to Remus's quarters and banged on the door.
"Remus! Remus! Remus, come on, hurry, the sun! Please Remus!"
Harry stood banging on the DADA professor's door as the sun creeped towards him. He looked at the sun on the floor then turned, frightened, back to the door.
"Remus!!! Get up!!!" he cried tears now running down his cheeks.
Not getting an answer he turned back around and sank down to the floor leaning back against the door. This was it, he was going to die. He was going to burn. Harry was giving up hope, as the sun was already at his toes, before the door flew open and he was dragged inside.
"Harry? What are you doing up here? You should be in Snape's rooms." Remus said and a panicked yet relieved voice. "Sirius would stick me a silver stake if anything happened to you that I could prevent."
Harry looked around the dark room noticing the shades had been pulled. "I kinda drank from Snape and ran out and I don't believe that Sirius would stick you with a silver stake."
"How do you know he wouldn't?"
"Because he loves you to much. He may be angry with you but he will still love you."
"You really think so?" Remus asked sitting on the couch and watched as Harry joined him.
"Sure do. Now what am I going to do about Snape? He's not going to want me back down there after what I done.'
"Don't worry to much about it Harry." Remus said getting up and getting a blanket and pillow for Harry. "I'll talk to him and if he won't let you back then Dumbledore will make sure you get back down there, one way or the other."
Remus then went and changed into his robes and came back out to find Harry curled into the tightest ball that was humanly possible. He smiled and went over and kissed Harry's forehead before making sure he had his wand, because he had a funny feeling that he would need it, then walked out the door.
It wasn't long before Harry was tossing and turning in his sleep.
( A/N: Let's see shall we.)
Two bodies were slowly moving against one another, delighted in the feel of their naked bodies rubbing against the other. Harry was one but the other he couldn't place. Hands, very skilled hands, ran up and down his chest twicking his nipples every so often. He moaned as a mouth started kissing his neck, moving to his chest, his abdomen, and lower. A tongue flicked over the head of his cock causing him to hiss in pleasure and buck his hips. A chuckle was heard, a low, deep chuckle, that only added to Harry's pleasure.
Harry grabbed the mans head to see who it was but the man pushed his hands away and pinned them to the red silk covered bed. He moaned and bucked his hips again as the tongue flicked over his erection. The tongue ran up it's underside and Harry couldn't suppress a moan as he threw his head back. He gasped and felt pain in his mouth as two sharp fangs grew into place as the man swallowed him whole. The man bobbed his head up and down with his tongue circled around Harry's erection.
As Harry's hands were let go, Harry tangled them in the mans jet black hair and forced his head up. His erection quivered in the cold air but more from the gold eyes staring at him. Edge's eyes. Edge untangled his hair from Harry's hands and continued his task. Harry writhed beneath his sire, getting urgent for Edge to release him.
"Edge, please." Harry begged.
Edge just smirked as he licked at Harry. Harry bucked again and moaned as Edge deep throated then ran his fangs along him. Blood started to run down Harry's chin as he bit hard into his lower lip, his fangs breaking the skin. Edge deep throated him again and Harry closed his eyes. Suddenly the pleasure was gone.
Harry opened his eyes to find himself in a different room. He stood up and looked around. The walls were stone and the room was dimly lit. Harry noticed that he was not in his robes but in black leather trousers, white t-shirt, and a leather jacket.
"My Lord, I have the best of news."
"What Wormtail?" Voldemort asked impatiently.
"The boy has managed to transform."
"What animal?"
"I do n-n-not know m-my Lord. He d-did not s-s-say."
Harry stood listening, glaring at Wormtail as he began to stutter.
"Thank you for the information Wormtail but do not come back until you have found out what kind of animal the wretched boy is or you will have to suffer dearly." Voldemort growled.
Wormtail bowed low and ran out of the room. So Voldemort knew something about someone. Who?
'Well who do you think?' Harry thought as the image began to change again.
Harry found himself in another room that was solid white. He noticed that, with horror, his friends and what he considered his family were fighting against Voldemort's Deatheaters. Tears started rolling down his cheeks as all his friends were killed. What was going on? Was this the future?
"Avada Kedavra!"
Harry whipped around to see his godfather drop to the ground in front of Severus Snape. He then looked over at a delighted Lucius Malfoy.
"Pity." he heard Malfoy say. "The last Black. Now for the traitor. Avada Kedavra."
Harry watched wide eyed as green light enveloped Severus, killing the Potions Master instantly.
"NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!" Harry yelled sitting up in a bed, his body covered in sweat. Why was he crying for Snape? Didn't he hate him? How did he get into a bed? He looked up as Severus, Remus, and a big black dog ran in.
"Harry! Are you okay?" Remus asked running up to Harry. "What happened?"
Harry burst into tears and clutched to his DADA professor's body, what seemed like, for dear life. As Severus stood and watched in a nearby corner as Remus and Padfoot tried to calm Harry down he felt a overwhelming urge to go throw the others out and take care of Harry himself.
Severus watched as Remus and Padfoot reluctantly left after getting a call from Dumbledore then went to pull Harry into a firm embrace. Much to his surprise Harry hugged him back with just as much force. He listened carefully as the young boys cry's died down and he started to murmur something. Severus had to lean closer to hear.
"Everyone is going to die. Everyone is going to die. Everyone, except me."
Severus paled and hugged Harry closer luring the young vampire to sleep.
"No Potter." he whispered. "Not everyone."
There you go. Another chapter up.
Now how in the world did a thirteen year old know all of that? Well when you read your mom's romance books without her knowing and the fanfiction she reads on other sites without her knowing and listen to your gay friends conversation's you usually learn a lot.
I am such a naughty little girl.
Read and Review and I will send you another chapter. I'm even going to be extra nice because of the long wait and give you a preview of the next chapter to come.
PREVIEW:
Harry grunted as Severus grabbed his wrist, pinned them behind his head, and sat on his waist.
"Snape." Harry heard Remus say.
"Out Lupin! Now!"
Harry was surprised when both Remus and Sirius left without complaining.
He looked fearfully up at Severus. "Professor, I...."
"Just shut up Potter! You have no idea what you have done!" Severus spat.
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Warnings: Slash (male/male) Don't like don't read. The story had to be moved up to R rating because of this chapter and future ones because of certain situations. The summary has been change also because it kinda went a different way then the original summary said the story was supposed to go so... Anyway I believe it only made the story better. How do I know that the summary had to be changed because I already have two more chapters finished so that's one of the reason's the chapter is so late. I got so into them and totally forgot about this one. readers sigh and shake heads Sorry. Now then enough of my babbling.
Sorry for the wait hope this chapter makes up for it.
Night 4: The Dream
Harry walked down the hallways to professor Snape's rooms. The corridors had no candles but Harry could see just fine and anybody who saw him would run because all they would be able to see of him would be his eyes shining in the eerie darkness.
Salazar slowly opened his eyes as Harry rounded the corner. He didn't even have a chance to speak before Harry spoke.
"Mazake ryu."
"Are you...." Salazar began.
"Look the suns coming up in a hour and I would love to get my blood before then. Could you just let me in?" Harry stated in a irritated voice.
Salazar 'humphed' and opened the way inside. Harry walked inside and sat down on the couch not noticing his professor sitting in one of the chairs.
"Where have you been Potter?"
Harry sharply turned his head to face his professor, his eyes glowing with irritation. "Why do you care?"
"I don't, but your little werewolf jumped down my throat for you being out in the forest."
Harry paled. "How did he know?"
"You're asking me? I don't know how the damn werewolf thinks. All I know is that it better never happen again or I'll throw you out."
"Oh please. No thanks to Dumbledore, I'll be back down here within days."
"I will not be spoken to like that Potter." Severus growled and stood. "Don't let it happen again Potter. You hear?"
Harry looked into Severus's eyes. "Don't worry. It won't." he walked over to Severus with a smirk in place.
Severus stared straight ahead, in a trance, not noticing Harry breathing on his neck. He closed his eyes.
"Mmmmm. I'm so hungry." Harry sighed.
Severus's eyes popped open. "Potter don't..." He couldn't finish for Harry had latched onto his Potion Master's neck. Severus moaned in pain as Harry began to drink his blood and grabbed Harry's arms. Try as he might to push Harry away he found himself pulling the boy closer to him. He found himself wanting Harry to take his blood, every last drop. Severus found himself wanting Harry in a way that he shouldn't want a student, let along a Gryffindor, but he couldn't keep certain images out of his head. Moaning, this time in pleasure, he tried to pull the boy closer to him.
That moan seemed to wake something in Harry that made him pull away suddenly ripping the skin on Severus's neck. He gave Severus a frightened, sorrowful look before he made a mad dash out the door. Severus put his hand on his neck. When he pulled it away he glared at the blood on his hand. He walked to the bathroom and looked into his mirror.
'Damn that boy. Not only did he drink my blood, from the vein, but he ripped my skin too.' "Heallesto."
The wounds healed but left the puncture wounds. Severus just sighed and went to lie on his bed. It wasn't long before he was asleep and didn't notice the wounds glow a bright red.
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Harry ran out into the hall and ran up the stairs. He hissed as he ran into the sun. Damn! Why in the hell did he have to calculate the sun's rising hour wrong? Harry broke off into a sprint, flinching in pain as the sun hit his body, to Remus's quarters and banged on the door.
"Remus! Remus! Remus, come on, hurry, the sun! Please Remus!"
Harry stood banging on the DADA professor's door as the sun creeped towards him. He looked at the sun on the floor then turned, frightened, back to the door.
"Remus!!! Get up!!!" he cried tears now running down his cheeks.
Not getting an answer he turned back around and sank down to the floor leaning back against the door. This was it, he was going to die. He was going to burn. Harry was giving up hope, as the sun was already at his toes, before the door flew open and he was dragged inside.
"Harry? What are you doing up here? You should be in Snape's rooms." Remus said and a panicked yet relieved voice. "Sirius would stick me a silver stake if anything happened to you that I could prevent."
Harry looked around the dark room noticing the shades had been pulled. "I kinda drank from Snape and ran out and I don't believe that Sirius would stick you with a silver stake."
"How do you know he wouldn't?"
"Because he loves you to much. He may be angry with you but he will still love you."
"You really think so?" Remus asked sitting on the couch and watched as Harry joined him.
"Sure do. Now what am I going to do about Snape? He's not going to want me back down there after what I done.'
"Don't worry to much about it Harry." Remus said getting up and getting a blanket and pillow for Harry. "I'll talk to him and if he won't let you back then Dumbledore will make sure you get back down there, one way or the other."
Remus then went and changed into his robes and came back out to find Harry curled into the tightest ball that was humanly possible. He smiled and went over and kissed Harry's forehead before making sure he had his wand, because he had a funny feeling that he would need it, then walked out the door.
It wasn't long before Harry was tossing and turning in his sleep.
( A/N: Let's see shall we.)
Two bodies were slowly moving against one another, delighted in the feel of their naked bodies rubbing against the other. Harry was one but the other he couldn't place. Hands, very skilled hands, ran up and down his chest twicking his nipples every so often. He moaned as a mouth started kissing his neck, moving to his chest, his abdomen, and lower. A tongue flicked over the head of his cock causing him to hiss in pleasure and buck his hips. A chuckle was heard, a low, deep chuckle, that only added to Harry's pleasure.
Harry grabbed the mans head to see who it was but the man pushed his hands away and pinned them to the red silk covered bed. He moaned and bucked his hips again as the tongue flicked over his erection. The tongue ran up it's underside and Harry couldn't suppress a moan as he threw his head back. He gasped and felt pain in his mouth as two sharp fangs grew into place as the man swallowed him whole. The man bobbed his head up and down with his tongue circled around Harry's erection.
As Harry's hands were let go, Harry tangled them in the mans jet black hair and forced his head up. His erection quivered in the cold air but more from the gold eyes staring at him. Edge's eyes. Edge untangled his hair from Harry's hands and continued his task. Harry writhed beneath his sire, getting urgent for Edge to release him.
"Edge, please." Harry begged.
Edge just smirked as he licked at Harry. Harry bucked again and moaned as Edge deep throated then ran his fangs along him. Blood started to run down Harry's chin as he bit hard into his lower lip, his fangs breaking the skin. Edge deep throated him again and Harry closed his eyes. Suddenly the pleasure was gone.
Harry opened his eyes to find himself in a different room. He stood up and looked around. The walls were stone and the room was dimly lit. Harry noticed that he was not in his robes but in black leather trousers, white t-shirt, and a leather jacket.
"My Lord, I have the best of news."
"What Wormtail?" Voldemort asked impatiently.
"The boy has managed to transform."
"What animal?"
"I do n-n-not know m-my Lord. He d-did not s-s-say."
Harry stood listening, glaring at Wormtail as he began to stutter.
"Thank you for the information Wormtail but do not come back until you have found out what kind of animal the wretched boy is or you will have to suffer dearly." Voldemort growled.
Wormtail bowed low and ran out of the room. So Voldemort knew something about someone. Who?
'Well who do you think?' Harry thought as the image began to change again.
Harry found himself in another room that was solid white. He noticed that, with horror, his friends and what he considered his family were fighting against Voldemort's Deatheaters. Tears started rolling down his cheeks as all his friends were killed. What was going on? Was this the future?
"Avada Kedavra!"
Harry whipped around to see his godfather drop to the ground in front of Severus Snape. He then looked over at a delighted Lucius Malfoy.
"Pity." he heard Malfoy say. "The last Black. Now for the traitor. Avada Kedavra."
Harry watched wide eyed as green light enveloped Severus, killing the Potions Master instantly.
"NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!" Harry yelled sitting up in a bed, his body covered in sweat. Why was he crying for Snape? Didn't he hate him? How did he get into a bed? He looked up as Severus, Remus, and a big black dog ran in.
"Harry! Are you okay?" Remus asked running up to Harry. "What happened?"
Harry burst into tears and clutched to his DADA professor's body, what seemed like, for dear life. As Severus stood and watched in a nearby corner as Remus and Padfoot tried to calm Harry down he felt a overwhelming urge to go throw the others out and take care of Harry himself.
Severus watched as Remus and Padfoot reluctantly left after getting a call from Dumbledore then went to pull Harry into a firm embrace. Much to his surprise Harry hugged him back with just as much force. He listened carefully as the young boys cry's died down and he started to murmur something. Severus had to lean closer to hear.
"Everyone is going to die. Everyone is going to die. Everyone, except me."
Severus paled and hugged Harry closer luring the young vampire to sleep.
"No Potter." he whispered. "Not everyone."
There you go. Another chapter up.
Now how in the world did a thirteen year old know all of that? Well when you read your mom's romance books without her knowing and the fanfiction she reads on other sites without her knowing and listen to your gay friends conversation's you usually learn a lot.
I am such a naughty little girl.
Read and Review and I will send you another chapter. I'm even going to be extra nice because of the long wait and give you a preview of the next chapter to come.
PREVIEW:
Harry grunted as Severus grabbed his wrist, pinned them behind his head, and sat on his waist.
"Snape." Harry heard Remus say.
"Out Lupin! Now!"
Harry was surprised when both Remus and Sirius left without complaining.
He looked fearfully up at Severus. "Professor, I...."
"Just shut up Potter! You have no idea what you have done!" Severus spat.
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