DISCLAIMER: IN NO WAY DO I OWN EITHER THE CHARACTERS OR THE ORIGONAL STORY OF HARRY POTTER! That I'm afraid is all J.K Rowling's privilege.
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Bid my Blood to Run
Severus could feel his body being pulled towards the scarlet fluid flowing thickly across the desk. The scent invaded his sensitive nostrils and intoxicated his brain and the stronger it got the more hold it had upon him.
Against his own volition his gaze was drawn to the boys neck, enticingly revealed to him as he was examining his finger. Another scent joined the mix, like newborn babies and morning dew. He could feel himself inching closer, just one taste…
"Professor!"
Someone was calling him but it wasn't important, not compared to the carmine stream inches from his fingertips that were embracing the side of the desk.
"Professor!"
He flinched away from the deafening voice focused directly into his sensitive ear and snapped back into reality with a shuddering jolt.
Stepping back quickly he took in his surroundings as his fangs receded. Nobody seemed to have noticed his momentary relapse except for Granger, who was looking at him fearfully. She was brave to have taken such a risk and aggravate him in his blood-induced haze.
Potter was still viewing his finger with a look of horror on his face, apparently trapped in his own haze. The cut was quite deep and if he didn't get to the infirmary soon it was apparent he could lose his finger.
"Thomas, look in that cupboard, you will find several clean strips of cloth, tie one of them tightly around Potter's finger and take him to the medical room. Granger, place a stasis charm on your project and clean up this mess. You will be seeing me after class!" He demanded, once again in command of his senses.
With that he whirled back around and stormed over to his desk.
"That's it, times up. Pack away your equipment, bottle your samples and bring them to my desk. Miss Granger." He glared at her meaningfully before gingerly hauling himself to his feet, trying his best not to jolt his stomach and very carefully walking around his desk to lean against it, supposedly nonchalantly.
He waited until Granger was the only one left in the room suppressing grimaces as the jabs of pain became decidedly vicious.
"It makes sense."
His dark gaze switched from the door to the fuzzy haired girl in front of him questioningly.
"The fact you are never seen out of the school in daylight hours, your small appetite, the way you seem to age one day and then appear youthful the next and your almost PMT like behaviour once a month – you're a vampire."
He let the silence after her little speech lengthen until she started to shuffle her feet uncertainly and eventually dropped his gaze.
When it became unbearable he counted mentally to ten and then, "Not only are you an irritatingly intelligent girl but you are also annoyingly observant, had I known you were taking such an interest in my daily activities I would not have been so obvious, although of course anyone less nosy wouldn't have been paying that much attention to me in the first place. But it appears your faithful books have failed you for once. Do you believe I cannot appear in sunlight?"
"Well of course you can't, you're a vampire."
"I am, but contrary to what you've read I CAN walk outside during the day for short periods of time, although it weakens me considerably."
He watched in amusement as she appeared perplexed and disconcerted at the discovery that her beloved books had let her down. He loved proving her wrong on the few occasions he could do so, this of course was the only reason he'd bothered to tell her of her mistake.
"Now that you have discovered my secret, what do you intend to do with the knowledge?"
Her stance became defiant and her voice irritatingly loud, "Why, notify Dumbledore of course! A vampire cannot teach the students, just look what happened today, imagine what would have happened if I had not snapped you out of your blood induced stupor!"
He sneered, "You irritating girl! Dumbledore already knows! You however cannot be permitted to know this highly PERSONAL information for much longer," Discreetly he withdrew his wand from his robes, "Let's hope you refrain from poking your abnormally long nose into other peoples business next time."
The girl's eyes widened in realisation belatedly, before he pointed his wand at her and calmly said, "obliviate."
Her eyes rolled back momentarily before they refocused and she looked about her in confusion.
"and yourself and Mr Potter will have to continue your potion at a later date, Friday would be preferable if you have no prior engagements – Miss Granger?"
She blinked and shook her head slightly.
"Um yes Professor."
He nodded, "You may go."
He allowed himself a tiny smirk as she gathered up her bag and left, the confused look still gracing her horse like features.
"It would probably have been better if you had sliced the whole thing off Mr Potter, it would have been a lot easier to fix then. As it is you're just going to have to sit and wait for an hour for the paste to heal it completely." Madame Pomfrey said handing him a pain-relieving potion as she departed this little titbit of information.
He took it and downed it in one, grimacing at the taste and handing the vial back as if it would poison him if he held it a moment longer.
"Mr Thomas you can leave, I'd rather not have you cluttering up my ward unnecessarily."
Dean rose and after giving Harry a sympathetic look, gathered his bag and went.
Harry stared down at his finger covered with yellow looking paste. It was slowly reattaching his finger and if he looked closely he could see the tiny fibres connecting and fusing back together.
Feeling slightly sick now he sighed. He had no idea why the potion master's presence affected him so, it was just every time he was near Harry became nervous and jumpy. He really had to work on it otherwise next time he could very well chop his finger off.
Hoisting himself back against the headboard he leant back against the pillows and decided he might as well have a little nap. He didn't get very much sleep last night after one of Voldemort infernal little sessions with Peter Pettigrew. Apparently he had been anticipating a visit from one of his other servants and had been torturing the rat like man to pass the time.
Settling in he had just managed to close his eyes and relax when he heard someone say his name.
"Harry?"
He cracked open an eye to see Hermione sitting beside the bed.
"Hi Hermione," He said his voice slightly slurry with sleep just denied. "Shouldn't you be at dinner?"
"Yes but I wanted to come and see how you are."
"Oh" He said, seeing that she wasn't going to leave any time soon and attempting to lever himself up a bit, albeit one handed.
"Was Snape cross? I was kinda surprised he didn't yell at me looking back on it, you know for messing up his desk." He said rolling his eyes slightly.
"Oh no he wasn't cross, just told me to put a stasis charm on our project and clean up the mess."
Harry wrinkled his nose, "Oh, sorry about that."
"No it was fine, he did seem me after class though and he said something about…Friday – um I can't really remember I think I must have had a funny turn or something, anyway I didn't like to ask him to repeat himself seeing as he'd been so nice so I came to ask if you would go and see him and find out what he wants us to do about our project when you're better, because I have to go and see Professor Flitwick about an extra credit essay."
"Oh 'Mione! You know he makes me nervous, it's how I ended up here in the first place!"
She rolled her eyes, irritation showing through, "Harry he's not that bad, honestly there was a time you would've quite happily given him what for if he tried to intimidate you, just find THAT Harry and go in there and ask him. It will only take five minutes. Please?"
He sighed, he couldn't very well deny her when she said please, she had a way of making it seem like her world would collapse if he denied her anything.
"Oh alright then, but you owe me."
She snorted, "I owe you nothing, this counts towards your grade too you know."
With that she stood and kissed him good-bye before waltzing out of the infirmary, her step lighter now that she had her own way.
Severus relaxed into his armchair with a sigh, normally he stayed away from the fire but during these times it helped to stay warm.
Taking a sip of his ape's blood potion he opened the latest Potions manual by Balthazar Leskew 'Esteemed potions master O.N.F. and A.' and tried to relax as much as possible.
He had developed the ape's blood potion for vampire's such as himself, who couldn't feed daily weekly or otherwise and suffered from the cramps. Apes were the best substitute for humans and diluted with a few other ingredients their blood was stable and harmless enough to drink.
Unfortunately it helped only marginally and it would take him at least five glasses to be able to sleep properly tonight.
He hated Albus Dumbledore with a vengeance at times like these, part of being a reformed Death eater, spy to the light, apparently involved giving up feeding unless he absolutely had to, like last night for instance. Despite the fact he didn't have to kill his victims and despite the fact it was doing nameless untold horrors to his body and sanity, he still was not permitted to feed.
His only way out was to find himself a willing donor until such time as he found his mate and was able to feed off them and being as he didn't leave Hogwarts often and he was Severus Snape and a snarky bastard, he couldn't see himself finding a donor anytime soon. And of course lets not forget that under no circumstances could anyone find out he was a vampire anyway. So he just had to make do with the dark lords generosity, Albus couldn't stop him from accepting that.
But oh how he missed blood and the hunting.
The stealthy stalking of his prey, worrying them and frightening them as he followed them down eerie alleyways and isolated footpaths. Playing with them until they were so strung up they would run at the first footstep, the first audible sigh. Then they would bolt, fleeing from him like a maiden from a dragon, running as fast as there pitiful legs would carry them until they could run no further. Then he would eventually reveal himself. Gliding softly out of the shadows as they lay on the ground panting with exhaustion, to tired out to move even as their eyes told of a desire to run just that little bit further…far away from him and his glinting fangs and dangerous smile.
Sinking his teeth into their necks though, that was the peak of the whole experience. Feeling his sharp incisors piercing their vulnerable flesh, smelling their terrified sweat and feeling the warmth of their overheated bodies radiating onto his own and hearing their wheezing gasps as their lungs worked over time to sustain their depleted oxygen supply and their chests heaved up and down quickly. The blood would gush onto his waiting tongue like water from a broken damn, sweet and suffused with adrenaline. Blood always tasted divine when laden with adrenaline.
His thoughts were broken as he heard a tentative knock on the door of his quarters. Slowly emerging into reality he groaned as he realised the effect his thoughts had had on his body and he levered himself up out of the chair, another much more pleasurable ache encumbering his movements.
Making sure his robes hid anything he didn't want to be seen, he moved to the door and yanked it open.
"What?"
If looks could kill Harry knew he'd be serving a sentence in hell right now.
"Um I wondered if I might have a quick word professor?"
Severus gazed at him for a moment and then with a jerk of the head invited him inside.
"Well?" He snapped settling back down into his chair carefully and taking a sip of his potion, which thankfully was black, not red.
"Well sir…"
Severus zoned out as Potter started his inane chatter, he was much more interested in the tiny pulse point that was fluttering at about a mile a minute just above the pale hollow of Potter's collarbone, with his enhanced vision he could see it perfectly, the boy must be nervous, thought Severus smirking.
"…So you see she sent me here to ask you again what we are doing about our project."
"You are to finish it on Friday evening." He said simply his eyes never leaving the flickering pulse.
Potter swallowed and looking back up the boy's face Severus said, "Was there anything else?"
"N-no" Severus frowned, what was wrong with the boy, he seemed to be slightly flushed, his eyes held a feverish quality and he was sniffing the air in wonder.
"Well then hadn't you better leave?"
Potter licked his lips and he seemed to break out in a sweat, against his own volition he took a faltering step forward, sniffing deeper, his eyes fixed on Severus and his tongue appearing to swipe at his lips. Before quite suddenly he froze in his tracks, glancing at Severus for a moment before walking swiftly from the room, slamming the door behind him.
Severus stared after him a moment, trying to figure out what the boy's behaviour meant, until his cock pulsed and he was suddenly brought back to the matter at hand, as it were.
Severus hurriedly released his robes, his cock was beginning to feel almost painful with the intensity of his arousal.
Grasping himself in his hand he jerked himself at a hard and fast pace, leaning his head back and thinking of the hunt, the sensuous panic of his victims as they writhed in pain or pleasure, depending on how generous he was feeling. His mouth fell open and his breath whistled in his throat as he panted harshly, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he came hard in his hand, an image of Potter just before he left, slipping unbidden it his mind just as he crested.
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