Chapter sixteen
"Harry!" Severus cried out, instantly lunging from his seat to the young Gryffindor's side.
Dumbledore became very worried then as Harry continued to thrash about.
"Severus, what is wrong with Harry? What is happening to him?"
"Well, headmaster, it would appear that Harry's body is metabolizing my vampiric blood faster then even I thought possible," the potions master was looking more and more worried with each passing moment.
"Ah, I see, so he's not supposed to be sweating blood then."
The potions master rolled his eyes in response as he once again took Harry into his arms. He then sat down in the seat where Harry had just been lying. Though the young man was still thrashing around in Williams embrace, Snape spared the older man a glance as if to warn him not to speak. Then in a quiet voice laced with fear he said. "Once I do this, there will be no turning back, nature will take its course and there will be no resisting it. Forgive me Harry… for taking away your time to get used to me.
Dumbledore saw Severus steel himself in order to do what he had to as he said one last thing to Harry. "But I would much rather have you alive to hate me, than dead because of Me."
For the first time in a great many years Albus Dumbledore was confused. Because of the many laws protecting the vampire ways no one except the vampires and changelings themselves knew how this ceremony was carried out and they were forbidden to speak of its goings on. 'What on earth? Is he going to turn him right here before my very eyes! He must know that to do so and be caught would mean certain death for both he and Harry.'
Before Dumbledore could voice his concern however Severus exposed his fangs and bit soundly into a vein in his right wrist. At first Snape thought he was going to have to pry Harry's lips apart and force him to drink, but then he heard him speak.
"Sev, make it stop. Make the pain stop. It hurts so much."
I know Harry and I will, but you have to trust me. You must drink no matter how bad it may taste okay?"
"Okay Sev I trust you." came Harry's tired reply. Severus couldn't help the pang of disappointment at Harry's words. 'What happened to I love you? Stop this William! You cannot afford to worry about whether or not Harry really does love you. Besides even if he doesn't love you, now you will have an eternity to change his heart…
Bringing himself out of his thoughts Severus removed his left hand from the wound it was covering on his right arm. He now allowed the bittersweet nectar to flow down his heart's slender throat. Once his loves tremors had stopped, Severus sealed his wound.
Severus soon looked up into Dumbledore's calculating gaze.
"Headmaster, Harry will need to stay with me for the next two days. Can you help us out in this Albus? I promise by the time Tuesday rolls around this problem will be solved," Severus explained.
"Minerva and I shall think of something. just take young Harry and finish what you started. Oh and just be prepared to explain all of this on Wednesday," Dumbledore stated firmly.
Snape merely nodded as he scooped Harry up and flooed back to his chambers so that they could rid his love of at least this threat to his life…