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Watching me -
wanting me

Severus licked his fangs clean of remnants of blood as he paced the floor, Potter had caught him feeding, POTTER! What the hell was he doing in muggle London anyway?

He sat down heavily in a chair and poured himself a generous glass of brandy before hesitating and pushing the glass away. Alcohol wasn't a good idea so soon after feeding, the elation coursing through his body was always amplified with the addition of alcohol and things got a bit…hazy.

He sighed, Albus was going to have a fit if Potter had recognised him and then there was the disturbing fact that if Potter hadn't of shown up he would have killed that sweet boy he'd fed from.

No doubt Potter, blasted savoir that he was, was healing and helping the boy at this very moment.

"Rememdiumus" Harry whispered kneeling beside the unconscious form and watching as the torn skin on the boys neck healed so that only the puncture holes were left.

He was a pretty boy, and somehow the blood didn't ruin the effect. Harry liked the colour, crimson. Not claret, like the colour of a lot of blood he'd been witness to, but crimson, healthy and alive.

They fascinated him, those two little holes, what was it like to be fed off of like that. To feel your blood being pulled through your body to one place and drawn out like a tentative animal from its den? From the erection he could see tenting the boys jeans it felt pretty damn good.

Sighing almost in regret he whispered the spell to heal the holes once again and they closed up, leaving nary a mark behind.

He debated on waking the boy but decided against it. If the boy remembered then he didn't want to answer the resulting questions. If he had known how to modify his memory then he would have done that but they hadn't covered that yet and besides he didn't know if it was a good idea whilst he was unconscious.

Casting a protection spell on the boy in case someone else came upon him or there were any other vampire's lurking about, he quickly dug in his pocket for the peacock feather and activated it. Within seconds he was whisked away back to Hogwarts and Dumbledore's office.

Severus ascended the stairs to Dumbledore's office the following evening, nervous sweat beading upon his brow. There was no doubt in his mind that Potter HAD recognised him and had told Dumbledore now that the Headmaster had sent for him.

Without even knocking he swept into the Headmaster's office and sat in the chair opposite the desk, the picture of confidence and slight irritation.

"What is it now Headmaster? I haven't got the time to be constantly flit between your office and the dungeons you know."

Dumbledore smiled, "Severus please do come in and sit down, make yourself at home."

He was smiling, that was a good sign. Frowning Severus decided to continue with his behaviour just in case. "I have already stated that I haven't the time to be meandering in your office, now what is it?"

Leaning slightly across the desk the Headmaster wasted no more time in stating his business.

"I'm sorry to have to burden you further my boy but I need you to make a potion. The pupil who needs it has been acquiring it from elsewhere but complications have arisen from this arrangement and so I'm asking you to do it."

Severus frown became deeper, "Why did you not come to me from the first?" He asked in confusion.

"I'm afraid that for safety reasons the pupil's reasons for needing the potion is a heavily guarded secret and though I can trust you I would prefer as few people to know as possible, which is why I am divulging as little information as I can now"

Severus pursed his lips, "What is it?"

Dumbledore pushed a slip of parchment across the desk and on perusal Severus found it to be a list.

"I don't recognise this potion." He said.

"No it has only recently been developed and since very few need it, it isn't widely known."

Nodding the vampire looked over the list again, "Kneazle fur, dittany root, lovage, thestral eyes, runespoor tongues and sneezewort. But these ingredients together would make a strong repressing potion headmaster?"

"Yes wouldn't they." The Headmaster said appearing to be distracted by a large freckle on his right hand. "The instructions are on the bottom, beneath the list, if you could have it by next Tuesday I would be very grateful, seven vials if possible."

The other man nodded and got up to leave.

Walking through the halls he mulled over the list again, something about all this seemed terribly…off kilter. Oh well, he'd sleep on it.

Severus groaned as his hand sped up on his cock and he thrust into his hand desperately, running his other hand down to cup his balls, adding to the sensations and increasing the pleasure to fever pitch. He was lying on his bed, the sheets twisted about him as he pleasured himself, arching wantonly and thoroughly enjoying himself. He found this exercise exceptionally helpful for when he was attempting to relax for sleep.

He panted and writhed as he felt himself speeding towards the edge, he was close, oh so close, he was going to…

The grate flared, "Severus?"

"Ah!" Quickly he removed his hand from his cock, flung the covers over his lower body and sat up to confront the idiot who had dared disturb him this late at night.

"What!" He barked, his hair falling becomingly into his eyes as he faced the grate.

Dumbledore face floated in the fire his cheeks strangely red. Clearing his throat he said, "Ah Severus, I wondered if you could accompany me in my office as soon as possible?"

Severus scowled, "Fine, but it had better be bloody important!"

Dumbledore nodded and his face disappeared, the fire fading from green to fiery orange.

Stumbling out of bed, the cover still twisted around his ankles he grabbed a dressing robe and flung it around himself and tying it hastily.

He was still achingly hard but there was nothing he could do about it right now except cast a glamour to hide the bulge in his clothes.

Grabbing his wand he stormed out of his quarters and strode angrily through the dungeons, his wand held high as it cast a glow on the walls, it being so late that all the torches had been extinguished long ago.

In record time he made it to the gargoyle and rapped out the password, "tangy whoobles"

Hastily he moved up the stairs not bothering to ride them out, his neglected erection causing discomfort along the way. Unfortunately being a vampire any arousal caused around the time of bloodlust would not go down by any means other than by pleasuring oneself.

Flinging open the door to Dumbledore's domain he stalked in and rounded on the elder man.

"What in the name of all SANITY would induce you to rouse me at this hour!"

"I think you were roused enough even before I called you." Dumbledore said calmly.

Severus froze, "How DARE you! What I do in my own quarters is MY business thank you very much and I…"

He was interrupted, as there was a knock on the door. At the Headmaster's invitation it opened and Potter slipped into the room. There were tear tracks streaking his face and he was deathly pale. "Headmaster I thought I had better that inform you that I had another vis-"

He stopped, his eyes growing wide. A feral look appeared in his eyes as he started to pant.

Dumbledore sat up straighter, "Harry?"

The boy licked his lips, taking in great gulps of air, visibly restraining himself for some reason, his body shaking with the effort of trying to stay where he was.

The headmaster had actually risen out of his seat now, "Harry…"

Harry couldn't see for the haze clouding his vision, oh such sweet passion he could smell invading his nostrils. Angry, viscous, stormy passion ohh, He tipped his head back letting it engulf him fully. All he knew was that he had to stay where he was but it was proving difficult. Heat suffused his body and blazed through his veins like molten gold.

Severus gasped as a tremor shook Potter's body and red streaks appeared along the line of every bone in his body. On his cheeks, his collarbone, spreading on the backs of his hands like fans. Vivid angry red and as Potter lowered his head he gasped again as he saw plump lips and eyes of scarlet.

Another tremor shook the boy's body as suddenly his shoulders shot forward and two spikes burst from his back shedding scarlet trails of blood that caught the light and glistened captivatingly. Following the spikes came long leathery black and red flaps followed by bone and more leathery material, until full grown wings trembled in the air, droplets of blood running down the huge bat like structures and falling to pool on the floor in a puddle of crimson.

Severus growled as the blood ensnared his senses. An answering plea like whimper escaped Potter's mouth.

Another scent was emanating from the student. It was the most wonderful thing Severus had ever had the pleasure of experiencing and he took a step closer to catch it again.

Another whimper was heard and then suddenly Potter was running toward him his arms outstretched.

"Stupefy!" A beam of red light shot from the Headmaster's wand and the Potter froze.

"Go, Severus you will be informed in the morning but you must GO!" Dumbledore shouted, obviously battling against the effect Potter was also having on him.

But Severus wasn't ready to go, the double effect of the creature before him and the blood was keeping him right where he was.

"Severus!" Seeing that he wasn't getting anywhere Dumbledore quickly banished the blood.

"Go, Severus, please." Shaking his head to clear at least part of the haze, Severus finally spurred himself into action and left the room.

Emerging from the Gargoyle he collapsed against the wall. What the hell just happened?

At breakfast the next morning Severus couldn't keep his eyes of the golden boy.

To his credit Potter didn't acknowledge this, simply eating his breakfast as if everything was as it should be, even if he was a little subdued.

The Headmaster had already requested an audience with him in his office this morning via owl and Severus was greatly looking forward to it.

He ate very little and left as soon as possible for Dumbledore's office. He knew the other man would be there as he hadn't been at breakfast.

Saying the password he stepped onto the moving staircase and through the door at the top as soon as he reached it. Settling himself in the chair opposite the Headmaster he said, "So explain!"

Dumbledore sighed, "The reason I called you to my office last night was to discuss the possibility of strengthening the potion I gave you instructions for earlier in the evening. As you have probably guessed the potion is for Harry."

Severus inclined his head and waited for the older man to go on.

"Harry is a Cupido. It means 'yearning' in Latin. He is a magical creature that craves love, affection, physical touch and of course sexual stimulation. Always from a male partner though, there has never been a case of a Cupido choosing a female partner. He can sense arousal a mile off and in a relationship he would usually be the more submissive partner. But these creatures also crave equality, the perfect relationship if you will and so his submissive side would not always be presented. They are fiercely loyal creatures and would protect their partners to the last. Unfortunately unless the partner is their destined, the relationship will not last longer than six months at the most.

Harry needs the potion because of course he lives in a dormitory full of teenage boys and a school filled with male's who at one time or another are aroused at least once during the day. Unfortunately the potion he takes seems to become null and void when he comes into contact with your specific arousal. I still haven't found out why but evidently from the events of last night it cannot be allowed to continue to affect him as it does. This is why I wished to strengthen the dose."

Severus nodded still reeling from the information.

"Do you think it will be possible?" Dumbledore asked.

"Hmm, I don't think so," Severus became business like, pushing all he now knew about Potter to the back of his mind for now. "A stronger dose would simply cause him to repress all emotion and generally make him feel numb."

The Headmaster nodded, "Well it was a long shot." Glancing at the clock he said, "It's time for you to go and teach your first lesson Severus. Do not dwell to much on what I have told you…to you it is not important."

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