I would like to thank badassgothicgirl, bri, Slytherin Shadowkeeper, chaser1, and S.O.K. for reviewing.
Skeet: Remus is a great character, so it is only natural that he be a prince, I hate seeing fics were the do wrong to Remus...and as for Dumbledore, he'll get his, just you wiat.
Pointed Tooth Fairy: okay, I've decided that the reason you think my fic is the best harry-turned-vampire fic is because you haven't read Blood (Artemis Luna Diana), which you need to read it is the best vampire fic I have ever read, and that's saying something because I go and look for them.
darkangelgep: first of all, not to sound like the insufferable know-it-all I am, Remus and Romulus founded Rome and then one killed the other off...yes, Remus and Severus work together, an romance between the two is questionable...tilts head thoughtfully and rubs chin
ladyraebef: was the last chapter really that boring, that all you care about is Harry's hair? laughs anyway, I'll get to the walking birds nest getting hair later on in the fic...yes...I will...no, really...I will...O.o
DARKMARK33LV: Voldemort was at the meeting, he was just mentioned in passing, and Harry's scar didn't act up...I should have made it though, that would have been funny. And Dumbledore didn't see Harry because he looks so differant, and I'll get to why later on.
Jenniah: I don't know when the power transfer will take place, it all really depends on how long i want to draw thing out for and how soon it comes up in the story. I'm thinking though, sometime around Christmas or the summer after Harry's sixth year, but these dates are liable to change.
ailisa d. frieson: the game is a war that's been going on between the species of Earth since they became sentiment enough to do so. The game is in it's final stretch and there are only five remaining powers, winner gets control over the earth. Harry is the key to winning the war, whoever's side he's on will win, unless all the other powers team up with each other and fight like mad...that's basically the swing of things at the moment. Hope yuou understand a little bit better now.
Siren Duveil: laughs it's nice to know I've got such an exeberant fan...It makes me feel warm and fuzzy inside, anyway, about letting you use a bit of my plot...cuz you can't have all of it, I don't really mind (that is what you were basically asking, right?), just let me know when you've written it, cuz I'd like to read it.
Chapter Nine
The first thing Harry did when he got back to Sin's house, after the meeting, was look in the first mirror he could find. Odd what a nearly impossible task that turned out to be.
Finally Harry walked into the den to find Sin watching a French movie, and demanded to know where a mirror was.
Sin blinked and paused the movie tilting his head and thinking. "Well," Sin replied slowly, "I think there's one in the old ballroom...no, those would cloudy and partially liquid, now. Why do you need one?"
"Remus said I did something to my hair," Harry explained, "but I haven't done anything to it."
Sin nodded slowly still thinking about where to find a mirror. "I don't think I have one," Sin declared finally, "I removed them all, because I always look the same, so why would I need to look?"
"I want to know what happened to my hair," Harry whined.
Sin raised an eyebrow and pointed to the floor in front of him saying, "Sit down, shut up, and watch the goddamn movie."
"I don't know that language," Harry moaned.
Sin rolled his eyes and pointed, decisively, to the floor. Harry pouted and drug himself to the floor in front of Sin and plopped down there. Sin smiled and ran his hands through Harry hair.
"I know what it is," Sin exclaimed, "it's longer."
"My hair?!" Harry demanded, "It doesn't ever grow, how could it be longer?"
"I don't know," Sin replied with a soft smile, "but it is about to your chin, and it looks nice on you. I just never noticed because I see you every day."
"But my hair doesn't grow," Harry persisted.
"Apparently, it does," Sin replied wrapping his arms around Harry's shoulders.
"But why did it start growing now?" Harry asked, stiff in Sin's arms.
"I don't know," Sin replied, pressing a chaste to the top of Harry's head. "Do you want me to find out, love?"
Harry tensed up more in Sin's arms and Sin let go looking upset with Harry's reaction.
Sin then slid down onto the floor next to Harry and asked, "What did they do to you?"
"Who?"
"The people who hurt you," Sin replied, "those awful relatives of yours, Dumbledore, your friends, everyone else..."
"They've never done anything to me," Harry replied scooting away from Sin unconsciously, because he was too close.
"They have," Sin replied, grabbing Harry's arm, "or you wouldn't move away from me, when I'm five inches away from you."
"You—you're just too close," Harry explained.
"I'm not," Sin replied, wrapping an arm around Harry's waist and pulling him closer, until Harry was practically in his lap. "Now I'm too close."
Harry was tense and wiggling away from Sin uncomfortably. Sin let go and Harry all but scrambled away.
"Someone hurt you," Sin told Harry, sounding a tad too calm, "and you are uncomfortable around people because of it."
"I'm just weary," Harry explained, "and it's a good thing considering who I am."
"Yes, it is," Sin agreed, "but you're afraid and uncomfortable, there's a difference."
Sin studied Harry a moment and asked, "You do know I would never hurt you, don't you?"
Harry pulled his knees up to his chest and buried his face in his arms whispering, "I just can't help it."
Sin frowned and leaned back against the couch.
Severus was waiting in the kitchen of Grimmauld Place, Ginny would come down for a midnight snack in minutes and then Severus would throw the pitch to her. Make it something she couldn't refuse.
The light flicked on and Ginny started as she flushed. "Pro-professor Snape, wha—did I disturb you?"
"Actually," Severus said holding a bowl of vanilla ice cream out to her, "I wanted to talk to you."
Ginny stared at the ice cream a second before taking it, noticing that there was a fork instead of spoon in it, not even her mother knew she liked to eat ice cream like that, and she was her mother's favorite. Ginny hopped onto the kitchen counter and looked up at Severus curiously and noticed he was watching her. "What did you want to talk to me about?"
Severus stood across from her and began, "I happened upon a conversation you were having with your brothers..."
Ginny blushed and looked away saying, "I know it's probably not true and that I'm making it all up, but—"
"It's all true," Severus replied, "everything you say is true."
"How do you know?" Ginny asked quietly picking at the ice cream with her fork.
"You know the same way I do," Severus replied, "you can feel it going on."
Ginny immediately looked up. "You know what's going on?"
Severus nodded. "And on some level you know too."
"How can I?" Ginny asked picking off a bit of her ice cream and eating it.
"Who's winning the war now?" Severus asked her.
Ginny bit her lip and shook her head saying, "I'll sound stupid."
"Tell me," Severus replied.
"Vampires," Ginny replied flushing, "but they aren't even in the war so how can they be winning?"
"Because, they are," Snape replied, "because they've got Harry Potter backing them."
"Harry would never!" Ginny shouted.
"He might not after he gets back to school, but for the moment, he's too young to be making his own decisions." Severus replied. "But hopefully, he will keep backing the vampires."
"How can you say that?" Ginny demanded, "The world will be awful if they win!"
Severus raised an eyebrow and replied, "Look me in the eyes and honestly tell me you believe that."
Ginny closed her eyes and took a deep breath asking, "What do I do?"
Harry had been lying there for about four hours when he decided that the couch was really comfortable and that he wouldn't mind being there more. The couch was in the back corner of the library, a place he'd never been before and now he was upset with himself that he hadn't. But honestly when had Harry ever needed to go into the back of the library? Never. Not that Harry needed to now...
But it wasn't like Harry was hiding...
The very idea was preposterous, the great Harry Potter hiding. He could very well scoff—okay, he was hiding. If one thing could be said about the cowardly Harry Potter it was that he wasn't in denial.
But Harry was hiding for a good reason, mind you, he had a very pissed off vampire trying to kill him. So he did as any self-respecting gryffi—Slytherin would do he ran and hid.
And so here he was hiding in the back of the library, lying on the couch as he'd been doing since he'd made Alexander explode into a bout of jealous and extremely righteous (considering what Harry said to him) rage...four hours ago.
"Having fun?"
Harry started and fell off the couch in his shock. Sin laughed and walked over sitting down in Harry's spot on Harry's couch...Harry didn't find this arrangement to be pleasing in any way.
"Any reason why you felt the need to set Alexander on you like a rabid dog?" Sin asked, his face oddly straight, his tone clam, his head tilted.
Harry blinked and then asked, "Um...no?"
Sin rolled his eyes and leaned back into the couch...Harry's couch! Harry felt a twitch developing in his right cheek.
"Nice to know you have no reason for nearly getting killed," Sin told Harry sarcastically.
"Nearly killed isn't what I would use to describe what happened," Harry said slowly.
"What would you use, then?" Sin asked raising an eyebrow.
"Inflaming his wrath without adult supervision?" Harry asked tilting his head.
"I asked for an answer, not a question," Sin shot to Harry his lips tilting in a smirk.
"Inflaming his wrath without adult supervision." Harry repeated.
"Dear heavens, I've created a monster," Sin sighed leaning back against the couch—Harry's couch! Harry's eye twitch and Sin raised an eyebrow. "Is there any reason why you've suddenly developed a twitch?"
Harry flushed, "You—you're on my couch."
Sin raised an eyebrow, patted the spot next to him, and replied, "No one's keeping you off it."
Harry sighed and lay back on the ground, "I'll wait then." Sin had been most infuriating with his trying to get Harry used to human contact, but it made Harry extremely uncomfortable. He didn't want to be touched in any fashion, and yes that meant Harry would be willingly celibate.
Sin looked Harry in the eyes and Harry suddenly felt the world melt away and all that was left was the soft chocolate of Sin's eyes swirling around him in comforting waves.
"That isn't so bad is it Harry?"
Harry blinked and found himself on the couch staring at Sin. "What did you do?" Harry demanded.
Sin grinned and shook his head replying, "Vampire trick."
"You hypnotized me!" Harry yelled in outrage, once again falling on the floor in his shock and outrage.
Sin grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him into his lap asking, "Isn't this how this whole thing started?"
"No," Harry replied, trying, albeit unsuccessfully to get out of Sin's lap, "this whole thing started because of Alexander."
Sin pinched Harry's behind and told him to stop wiggling...not that it helped any. After a few moments of struggling, Harry threw them both to the floor, and then began a short tussle, ending with Harry pinned down to the ground.
"And the moral to this Harry," Sin said with a grin, "is to not inflame a vampire's wrath without adult supervision."
Harry laughed and Sin placed a kiss to his brow. "Come on, Harry, time to play chess."
Harry groaned and pouted. "Must we?"
Voldemort had been pleasantly surprised when he'd seen Harry with one of the members of the vampire council. It had taken him a while to recognize the boy; it was interesting how much he'd changes since being taken away from the world. He'd gotten a healthy glow.
It was odd how the boy was thriving...but it was good for the dark side. Harry would be more partial to trusting the vampire than he would be Dumbledore if he treated him well, not that it appeared he'd have to worry about that.
Everything seemed to be coming together nicely all in all, but it was still too soon to be making guesses on something so important. The entire fate of the world rested on the boy's shoulders and if he chose to back the wrong person...
Best not to think about that...unless it's about to happen... Voldemort stared at the wall in front of him for a moment, then...who exactly was that vampire, the boy's been taken in by.