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This chapter is updated faster than the others because there were reviewers who so desperately wanted to know what happened to our darling Potions professor, so here it is.

Night 10: Harry's Song

Harry sat in his godfathers lap, head buried in Sirius's robes, and crying uncontrollably. Sirius held him close while Edge leaned against the opposite wall, arms crossed, one leg over the other, his head down, and his eyes closed. He was agitated, anyone could see, and he didn't like the fact that Harry was crying like he was. Harry had no right to blame himself like he was.

Okay, he had to admit, if he found that his day guardian and donor was not breathing, then, yes, he would be in Harry's shape. Even with that in his mind, Edge still couldn't understand. Sure the guy was comatose at the moment and barely alive, but he was alive, wasn't he?

"Edge."

Edge looked up as he heard his name. It was whispered but he heard it like it was yelled.

"What Sirius?"

"Snape will be okay, won't he?"

"I'm positive he will be." Edge replied moving from the wall over to sit beside Sirius. "Why? I thought you hated him."

"No, I don't hate him." Sirius said looking down at Harry who was now breathing evenly and listening intently on every word without the other two men knowing. "I just need someone to yell at."

"Yes, I know that feeling." Edge said nodding. "You need someone to take your anger out on, but maybe, your taking it out on the wrong person."

Sirius looked over at Edge. "What do you mean?"

"I mean what I said."

"I'm taking my anger out on the wrong person?"

"Exactly."

"Well who else am I going to take it out on?" Sirius asked with a glare.

Edge looked up at Sirius seriously. "The one's who deserve your anger."

"I try, but Sev...Snape just keeps egging it on and I snap." Sirius said looking away.

Edge smirked. "Caught it." He whispered and his smirk grew when a slight blush appeared. He snickered before continuing. "You're worried, aren't you?"

"Yeah." Sirius said with a shrug. "Who would I have to fight with?"

"You could always fight with me."

Sirius looked up at Edge and smiled. "I guess I could."

Harry sat down beside Severus's bed. The older man's eyes were closed and his hair was spread out on the pillow that made it look like a halo. Harry moved a strand of hair away from Severus's serene and peaceful looking face and slightly smiled at the warmth that danced on his fingers. Severus was going to live but would be in a coma like state until he was given a vampire's blood. Harry's smile faded as he remembered what Edge had said.

(flashback)

The two vampires and the animagus walked into the darkened room. Harry, who knew Severus's rooms like the back of his hand by now, spotted the Potions Master first.

"Oh no." he whispered before running over to Severus.

Harry dropped to his knees and rolled his professor over. He put a hand near Severus's mouth and when he didn't feel the warm breath on his hand he panicked.

"Professor! Wake up! You can't, you just can't!" Harry yelled, tears in his eyes, shaking his professor. "Wake up."

Edge walked over, kneeled beside Harry, and pulled him away. Harry sat stiffly, his tears beginning to fall, and watched his Sire put a hand over Severus's chest. There was a bluish light and Severus gasped in air.

"Edge?" Harry whispered. "Will he be okay?"

The older vampire looked over at Harry who turned his attention to his Sire. "He will live but will be comatose." Edge moved a hand to cover Harry's own. "I need you to understand something Harry. When a half-vampires blood is mixed with a full vampires in the system of the half it can have dire consequences. If he hadn't been bit by you I wouldn't have been able to do anything."

"What about another vampire?"

"I have no other vampires. You and Severus are all I have. Though if you give him more of your blood then it will reverse the process which will wake him up."

"But it will turn him completely, won't it?" Harry asked looking at the half vampire then back up at Edge.

"Yes, Harry, it will."

(end flashback)

Harry had refused instantly, ran out of the room, and Sirius had quickly followed. How could Harry do that to his professor? If Harry turned him then what human was left within himself would disappear. Harry closed his eyes and sighed. Why couldn't he just be normal?

Harry looked up as Edge entered and quickly let go of the hand he hadn't realized he had been holding. He watched Edge walk over to him before looking down at the floor.

"Harry, he needs..."

"No Edge."

"Look, Harry, I understand..."

"No you don't. How could you?" Harry said angrily jumping to his feet.

"Because I have been down that road Harry. I know." Edge said his voice still considerably calm.

"Just leave me alone." Harry said moving away from Edge.

"I'm only trying to help."

"Well it's not working."

Edge let Harry get to the door before moving instantly in front of him. "You are not human." He growled.

"There's some left." Harry growled his eyes turning into a bright, fury gold.

"I don't care what you say Harry, you will turn him!"

"No I won't!"

"Yes you will!" Edge yelled his eyes color now matching Harry's. "The blood will call you to him and you won't be able to resist it long! I'm trying to save you from a lot of pain Harry!"

"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!" Harry yelled shoving past Edge, his eyes squeezed shut to keep tears from falling, and ran out of the room.

"You can't run forever Harry!" Edge yelled at Harry's retreating back, his eyes losing the furry and filling with regret, as he smelt the tears.

Harry sat in the Astronomy tower, in a window, crying. All he wanted was to be normal. Was that too much to fucking ask of the world? Evidently. He went from the Boy-Who-Lived to the Boy-Who-Lived-Who-Is-Now-A-Vampire. He looked out the window, not bothering to dry his eyes, and looked up at the stars. Without noticing he started to mutter to himself.

Hello world

This is me

The boy in this life

That you never see

All you see

Is the part of me

That you want to see

Why can't you see the real me

For the real me

Is so different than

What you take it to be

My heart is aching,

My heart is crying,

My heart is bleeding,

But you can never see

Cause you don't look

Beyond the image

You made for me

Harry stopped and turned his attention to the door as it squeaked open. His eyes widened as his own gold eyes met that of the white wolf's.

There you go the tenth chapter in the story. Chapter eleven will be up in about a month hopefully. The story's already 83 pages long on paper.

The song that Harry starts is called "My Heart" and it belongs to myself. I wrote it especially for this story and Harry will finish it throughout the story and I will even put it together at the end so you get it all at once if you guys want. No stealing without asking but then you have to give me my credit.

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