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CHAPTER TWO: Harry's destiny
There had been someone down in the common room constantly, even when Harry had retired to his four-poster bed in his dorm. It seemed true that Snape hadn't told anyone of what Harry had told him, and Harry put it down to the mans own selfish desires to know more. But he didn't mind, Harry was actually grateful.

Harry had gone to bed early, claiming that he was really tired. He wasn't of course. Harry had found he was more alert during the night. McGonagall hadn't been very interesting company anyway, she just sat there with her tight look barely uttering a word engrossed in a book. So Harry had bid her good night and spent the night laying in bed and thinking of his long future.

He knew he had to find Meier again. But then he also knew that could prove to be bad for him. But what to do? Harry didn't know. He was too confused. He was also puzzled that Snape had decided not to tell anyone, and was genuinely surprised at their latest interaction. The man had actually seemed human. That thought made Harry chuckle to him self.

As soon as I loose some of my humanity, he seems to gain some. Stupid git. He thought.

Harry didn't know what time he fell asleep, only that he woke relatively early and not feeling all that refreshed. He was cold again, and decided to head down to the common room, his thick doona (duvet) in tow, and light a fire. He was surprised at the sight that greeted him.

On the couch, the one opposite Harry's favourite chair was Snape. Although he appeared to be sleeping for his eyes were closed. Harry looked at his watch. It was only six in the morning. He had thought it was later than that. He'd probably been there most of the night too, Harry thought, suddenly feeling a little guilty.

He moved silently to the fire, lit it and settled in his chair, his gaze never leaving Snape. As if sensing the interrogation, Snape's eyes opened. He looked mildly stunned.

Harry had to laugh. "Looks like you fell asleep on the job, fifty points from Slytherin!"

Snape glared at him. "Not all of us have the luxury of having the whole night to sleep." He shifted on the chair.

"And some of us have not the luxury of sleeping." Harry frowned. "Why didn't you tell anyone?"

Snape glanced at him. "Because I want to know more. And I know you're not ready to leave yet."

"What does it matter to you if I'm ready to leave yet? Since when have you cared so much about my welfare? I wont be dying too easily now you know."

"I have taken more notice than you think, concerning your welfare. I doubt you realised just how much. But I'm not worried that you chose to ignore that fact, I wouldn't want your gratitude." Snape sat forward, leaning his chin on his hands. His voice was uncharacteristically passive and even, which was slightly annoying.

"Well then you wont be getting it." Harry pulled his doona over his head like a hood, and held it close.

Snape found it strange how, in the limited fire light, he could still see Harry's eyes gleaming out from under the blanket. "You can see in the dark now, can't you?"

Harry nodded. "Yeah I can, now that you mention it. It did take a couple of days to happen though." He pulled his glasses off. "But I'll tell you what did surprise me, my eyes have the capability to change. For instance, I can see with my glasses on, but when I take them off it only takes a couple of seconds before they adjust themselves and I can see without them." He sat them on the arm of the chair. "I can see you perfectly right now."

"Interesting." Snape mumbled. "Would you mind if I could watch your eyes as they do it?" He asked, trying to contain the eagerness in his voice. Perhaps he would have made a good DADA teacher.

Harry shrugged. "Yeah I guess so." He put his glasses on while Snape lit the torches so he'd be able to see properly. "Are you ready?"

Snape came and stood right in front of him. Harry let his doona fall back to the chair. "Yes. Show me." Harry pulled his glasses off, and kept his eyes on Snape's. He saw Snape's eyes widen as he felt his own eyes adjusting.

"What does it look like? I tried looking, but I can't see my reflection anymore." Harry frowned.

"It's almost as if there are miniature mechanics working in each eye, it's very interesting indeed." Snape held up a hand, silently asking permission to touch. Harry looked at the hand and nodded. Snape used his fingers to open Harry's eye wider, leaning in closer to look. To him, Harry's eye looked completely normal again. "You know what," he suddenly said. "I think I could almost say you're definitely more feminine." He ran his hand down Harry's cool cheek. He felt Harry shudder at his touch.

"How so?" Harry heard himself whisper.

"Your eyelashes are longer and... I don't know." Snape seemed for the first time in his life at a loss for words. "You're almost what one would call... beautiful." Harry suddenly came to attention and he gave Snape a funny look. "Well you are." He grumbled, thinking Harry was offended at being called beautiful.

"That's what I thought about Meier. He was beautiful..." Harry shut his eyes, picturing him.

"Would you let me see him?" Snape asked, bringing his hand to the side of Harry's head, and placing it amongst Harry's lengthening hair.

Harry nodded. "I'm sure you'll agree."

"Can you picture him in your mind?" Harry nodded. "Good. All I ask is that you don't give me a mental picture of something I don't want to see." He noticed that Harry laughed.

"Don't worry, I won't."

Snape shut his eyes and concentrated on Harry's mind. Almost instantly, a picture of a man greeted him. He appeared young, not all that much older than Harry. His face was angular, and he was... beautiful. It was the only word to describe him. He turned, his hood blowing lightly in the wind, to reveal lengthy black hair. The figure blurred, and Snape found himself opening his eyes back to Harry.

"Isn't he just picturesque?" Harry asked.

Snape nodded. "I must agree. Thank you for showing me." He said politely. Neither had moved from their positions.

A thought suddenly occurred to Harry. "What would you say if I told you that I wanted to chose you?" He asked in a hushed tone.

Severus looked mildly stricken. "And make me like you?"

Harry nodded. "Yes. Of course, you'll have the choice to be like me, or like Meier."

"Why would you decide on me?" Snape asked, still not letting go of Harry's hair that he was playing with in his long fingers.

"Because I can see you understand, and I guess you're not as much of a git as I always thought you were. You're mysterious and even I have to admit just a little interesting. I can't see myself getting bored living an eternity with someone like you." Harry took a step closer.

Severus felt himself getting caught up in Harry's gaze. It was almost as if he had a power over him, like some compelling force that made him listen and oblige. Would he really mind being granted eternal life? Eternal life with Harry Potter? The thought seemed appealing in a way he couldn't describe.

"You're right, I do understand. And what if I were to accept? Am I even given the choice?"

"Yes, if you refuse me I will promise to leave you alone. After all, I don't want to spend the rest of time with someone I know has not willingly given themself. And if you were to accept..." Harry took a further step closer, now able to feel Snape against him radiating tempting heat. "I would have to show you much gratitude in a way I know you'll enjoy..." Harry lent in and placed a light kiss on Snape's lips. He was a little surprised to find Snape didn't pull away. Harry opened his eyes. "Will you accept me?"

Snape looked at him. Yes, he would accept. He didn't know why, but the thought had plagued him all night. And now Harry was offering him a life like no other he'd ever imagined. "Yes, I'll accept you."

Harry grinned, his sharp fangs gleaming. "You won't regret it, you'll see..." He kissed Snape harder, pleased to find him kissing back. Harry slipped a hand around his waist, pulling him close. He could feel Snape's willingness, wilingness for him alone, and it urged him on. Harry opened his mouth and ran his tongue along warm lips.

Severus drew Harry as close as he possibly could. He could already feel Harry's desire hard against his hip, and Severus wanted nothing more than to allow him as much pleasure as possible. He accepted Harry's tongue into his mouth, meeting its strokes with strokes of his own. Harry hummed into the kiss, but pulled away.

"Bed..." He breathed, weaving a hand into Snape's hair.

Severus nodded. Harry bent over and picked up his doona, and the pair proceeded back up to Harry's dorm. After throwing it over his bed, Harry grabbed Severus's shoulders and literally threw him down on to the bed, then climbed on top of him.

Harry kissed Severus eagerly, while working on removing their clothes. Soon both were pleasingly naked and Harry grinded his hips against Severus's. Leaning down, Harry ran his tongue over the pulsing vein in Severus's neck, but knew it was not yet time to take him.

Not being able to hold back much longer, Harry began preparing Severus for what was to come. He used his fingers until finally he felt the man would be able to take him comfortably.

"Now's the last chance you'll get to back out..." Harry breathed deeply into his ear; nudging himself against the place he was about to enter the man beneath him.

"Never..." Severus's husky voice rang out. Harry, knowing this was the moment, began to push himself into Severus.

Edited
Severus cried out loudly as he felt the sting of sharp teeth pierce his skin. At that precise moment, a pleasure fargreater than any other he'd experienced burst through his body and engulfed him completely.

As Harry sunk his teeth into the tender skin, he let himself go. He could feel Severusspasmagainst him, and he knew he'd done it at the right moment. He drew in a mouthful of warm, coppery blood, and felt it surge through his body like larva. He needed more of the utterly intoxicating life-force. Harry withdrew his teeth and lapped at the pouring blood, happily swallowing it all, it tasting like nothing he'd ever tasted.

Severus had relaxed under him, his breathing still coming in gasps. He moaned as Harry's tongue ran across his neck, but couldn't keep his consciousness any longer. He surrendered to a sated sleep.

Soon, the wound had begun to heal and the blood ceased to flow. Harry felt disappointed, but made sure to lick every last speck of Severus's blood from his neck and from around his own mouth. He finally collapsed on top of Severus, before withdrawing himself from him and pulling him close. Harry couldn't fight off the sleep that was threatening to overcome him, and so willingly succumbed to it.

Harry knew he was in his bed at Hogwarts, but couldn't understand why he was feeing so warm and... pleasant. It had been a while since he'd awoken feeling this good, and didn't want to open his eyes just yet. He went to roll over, but found himself being held in place by strong arms.

A little begrudged, Harry opened his eyes and everything came flooding back. They were Severus's arms around him, and Harry knew he wouldn't be alone anymore. He smiled contentedly and rolled over, facing Severus who appeared to still be asleep. At that moment, Harry felt him moving a little and soon his eyes opened. Then shut again.

"Are your eyes tender?" Harry asked softly, giving Severus a kiss on the cheek.

Severus nodded. "Hmm... And I feel a little..."

"...dizzy? Yeah, I felt that too. I think it's from the loss of blood. Don't worry, it will pass soon and you'll feel good, really good. I promise..." Harry kissed him tenderly on the lips, but didn't deepen it. He knew he must still have the taste of blood on him, and that was not a good thing considering Severus had still to make his decision.

"I'm already feeling better..." Severus opened his eyes, looking at Harry. He sat up a little, and winced. "I think I'm only sore from you." He smirked.

Harry smiled. "Sorry about that... can you forgive me?"

"I'll have to, wont I?" Severus smirked at him. Harry noted that the mans teeth were looking pointer than they originally had. The process was well underway.

Harry nodded. "Yeah." A thought occurred to him. "What time were you guarding me till?" Harry grew suddenly worried.

"Don't worry about it, I said I'd wait until you had woken." He shut his eyes and sighed. "I think I'm ready to get up."

Harry pulled himself out of bed first, and then pulled Severus up to meet him. Severus placed his lips on Harry's, but Harry pulled away.

"What?" Severus asked, a little hurt.

Harry frowned. "I don't think that's a good idea until I get the taste of blood out of my mouth. If you get the taste for it, there's no turning you back." Harry smiled weakly.

"Fair point. Go and brush your teeth." He ordered seriously. Harry smiled.

"Right. I'll meet you in the common room." He padded off to the bathroom, still completely naked.

Breakfast or brunch, as they were late arriving, was a fairly uneventful procedure. Harry sat next to Severus at the teachers' table, and noticed that the man didn't seem intent on eating much of the food that had appeared in front of them.

"It's okay, it's not as bad as you first might think..." Harry whispered. Severus gave him a grateful look and returned to literally forcing the food down his own throat. Harry had told him he needed his energy, and he had surprisingly agreed.

To Harry, it was shocking that Severus Snape had been the one he'd chosen. Yet he had wanted to be chosen. Harry wondered why that was, but couldn't help remembering the dark mans curiosity and the fact he'd noticed Harry for what he was right at the beginning. Harry couldn't help but smile. Life was sure going to be interesting.

Harry looked over his dry toast at Severus. He was wearing a frown and looked like he was eating something extremely sour. Harry suddenly noticed how different he looked. The most obvious change was his skin. It was smoother and younger appearing. The colour hadn't changed much, maybe just a little bit paler. His eyes were also very bright, and his hair longer. Harry wondered if anyone else would notice.

They were thankfully alone, as everyone else had eaten their breakfast early. Yet they kept their interaction to a bare minimum, in case someone were to sneak up on them unaware. Harry found himself awaiting his friends arrival, but knew they wouldn't be arriving for at least another six hours. In the mean time, however, Harry wanted to talk to McGonagall.

"Professor..." Harry said, turning to Severus. "Am I permitted to go and see McGonagall on my own, or do you have to see me everywhere I go?" He asked a tone he would usually take with the man, but was this time fighting to contain his laughter.

"What are you seeing her for?" Severus asked, not looking at Harry.

"None of your business." Harry said, dropping his toast to the plate in front of him. It was like chewing on carpet.

"I think it is my business, since I'm the one guarding you." Harry could see him smirking.

"Okay, if you really want to know, I want to talk to her about her animagus form. More specifically, how I can learn to become one."

Severus finally turned to him, a wide-eyed look. "And why would you want to do that?"

"Because, if I'm going to live forever, I'm going to need some sort of cover up form. I suggest you study with me." He smirked. "I think I already know what form I'd take too."

"I bet you do. And I don't see what it could hurt. I trust you're going to go about this illegally?" Severus smiled an evil smile, his fangs catching the white light of the room.

"Naturally."

"In that case, what are we waiting for? I don't think I could bare another mouthful of this crap." He stood and the remains of his food disappeared from his plate.

"Good!" Harry exclaimed. "You know, you've already changed."

"I have?" Severus touched a hand to his face. His skin felt smooth and soft... and much like Harry's had felt. "Yes, I can feel it. Shame I'll never be able to see it, though." He frowned lightly.

"Yeah, but I'm sure you'll get over it." Harry stood up and they headed towards McGonagall's office.

Harry and Severus reached the door, and Harry knocked. The Transfiguration Professors' voice rang out giving them permission to enter, and that they did.

"Mr. Potter, Severus, what can I do for you both?" She asked pleasantly, looking at them over her glasses, which were sitting low on her nose.

"I was wondering if I could ask about how you became an animagus." Harry asked politely.

She looked mildly shocked. "It's not that I mind, Mr. Potter, but it's your intentions I worry about." She frowned her stern frown.

"I thought my intentions would be rather clear, Professor. I intend to study to become one." Harry said. He heard Severus snort from behind him.

McGonagall turned her attention to Severus. "Don't tell me you're going to study it too?" She looked closely at him. "Severus, what have you done to yourself? Don't tell me you've been brewing vanity potions again."

Harry laughed. "You brewed vanity potions!"

Severus gave him a dirty look. "I was young when I did that Minerva, and as they are indeed a very difficult potion to brew, there were few people capable of doing so. The demand was high and I thought a little extra pocket money couldn't go astray. And no, I have not been brewing any such things recently. Nor taking them." He was frowning on the outside, but grinning on the inside. It felt good to know he was looking as young as he currently felt. Harry was right- he did feel good. "Are you interested, Minerva?" He smirked.

"No thankyou Severus, I intend to grow old gracefully. But that is not the topic of conversation." She looked back to Harry.

"Funny, I thought you were the one who mentioned it." Severus continued smirking at her.

"What do you want to know, Mr. Potter?" She asked in a huffy voice.

"How did you learn? Did you learn from a book? I've heard about certain potions that can be brewed to speed up the process, did you take those?" He asked eagerly.

McGonagall took a deep breath and seemed to be contemplating something. Finally she spoke. "Alright, I'll help you. I'll let you borrow the exact book I got all of my information from. It took me nigh on two years to perfect my transformation, and yes, you have heard correctly about the potions. I believe this book contains instructions on how to do so. But I dare say they'd be well out of your capabilities, Mr. Potter." She paused. "You know, I don't know why I'm helping you, I vowed never to do so with a student. Especially when I know you're not going to register. Just keep my name out of it." She added hastily. "And make sure I'm the first to know." She gave Harry what he would describe as a grim smile.

She pulled a dusty book down from her self and handed it to Harry. He took it, handling it like he would a newborn child, not that that was anything he'd ever done before. He was extremely grateful. "Wow... thank you so much Professor. I promise to work extra hard this year!" He exclaimed. Harry was glad he wasn't leaving.

"I expect you to, after all this is your NEWT year. And I suppose you still have your heart set on being an Auror?" She frowned. "All I ask is that you take good care of that book, I've had it for many years."

"So I can tell." A realisation suddenly hit Harry. There was no way he'd be able to become an Auror now. They'd find out what he was and he'd be condemned for life, much like Remus was for his Lycanthropy. Harry forced himself to push these thoughts away for the time being. "Yeah, maybe. I don't really know anymore. I might change my mind." Harry gave her a half smile.

"People your age generally do. Look, I hate to sound rude, but I really must continue with this work." She paused, and then shocked Harry and Severus both by giving them a real smile. "And good luck."

Harry grinned at her before he and Severus left her office.

"I can't believe she gave me this!" He flipped the pages of the book, dust rising up and causing him to sneeze. He looked up. "Ahh.. where are we going?"

"The dungeons. I have work to prepare. You're coming with me." Severus stated.

"Okay." Harry shrugged.

They reached Severus's office and Harry settled into a comfortable leather chair. He flipped the book to the back where the instructions for the potions were. His eyes bulged at them. They were the most complicated things Harry had ever set his eyes on, yet, he had a strange feeling that he'd be able to manage it. He decided to ask Severus if he had all the ingredients.

"Uhh... Severus?" He asked a little tentatively. That was the first time he'd said that name allowed. Severus didn't even seem to notice.

"Hmm?" He hummed, not looking up from a pile of papers in front of him.

"I was wondering if you could look through this and tell me if you have everything." Harry handed him the book.

Severus studied it for a few moments. "I do, but of course not all of this can be found in the student cupboard. I do, however, have all in my personal stores." He gave Harry a small smirk. Harry licked his lips.

"Do you think.. uh... I could borrow them? I'd pay you back." He added hopefully. "It'll be a while before I get a chance to go out anywhere to get all this stuff. Not that I'd even have the slightest idea of where to actually find it."

"You don't seriously mean to say that you're going to attempt to brew this yourself?" Severus asked a little incredulously.

Harry gave him a smile. "Yeah, I was thinking that."

"Never."

Harry's jaw dropped. "Why not? I said I'd pay you..."

"I'm not worried about the money. This is an extremely difficult potion, not to mention dangerous. If one mistake was made, it could result in a very nasty explosion indeed." He nodded his head, looking at it.

"I know that, I mean, anything containing mintoria ignightious mixed with hellebore is dangerous. If you don't know how to handle it, that is." Harry just blinked in shock. How the hell did he know that?

It seemed Severus was just as shocked. "I didn't think you retained any of the valuable information I waste my time in explaining in class. And I do wonder as to how you'd know something like that, we haven't covered it in class." He frowned, becoming suspicious.

"I know... I didn't think I listened either. Maybe I'm a mind reader?" He smirked.

But Severus's curiosity had been aroused. "No, I think it's quiz time." He shot Harry a round of questions, all of which he answered perfectly.

Harry was surprised in himself. "Alright, I'll make you a deal. If in the first week of school I stuff up even one potion, you will not be obliged to allow me to try out making these animagus potions. But, if I perform the tasks flawlessly, you must allow me access to everything." Harry held out his hand, taking a seat on the corner of Severus's desk.

Severus eyed him for a moment. "Alright..." He started slowly. "It's a deal. This will be interesting, but I have no doubts that you will make a mistake." He took Harry's hand in his own and shook it, but didn't let go. The smoothness of their skin against the others felt enticingly good. Harry jumped down from his seat on the desk.

"Oh I don't think so. I know I'll be flawless this week." He sat on Severus's lap. "This time next week, I'll probably be rummaging around your personal store cupboard searching for all those nice rare ingredients..." Harry bared his fangs before running his tongue along Severus's neck. He pushed the mans long dark hair aside, and found the two little puncture marks which were evidence of their earlier acts. He gently ran his teeth over it, and heard Severus moan lightly. Harry had to pull himself back so he could resist the temptation to taste that sweet blood again. Instead, he settled for kissing Severus's lips.

Harry was pleased when Severus's tongue sought his own, and when hands wrapped around his waist to hold him close. Harry could get used to this. He weaved his hands into the silky black hair, and concentrated on caressing Severus's tongue. It was a nice long and slow kiss. Harry pulled away smiling.

"Do you regret this yet?" Harry asked in a hushed tone.

"No, and I don't think I will. If I get so desperate to get away from you, I'll leave my physical body by putting a wooden stake to my own heart." He smirked. "Or maybe yours."

"Alright then." Harry licked his teeth, feeling the sharpness of his fangs. "I'm glad it's you, you know."

"You are?"

"Yeah, I am. You're the last person I would ever have expected to choose, but now it seems like the only possible option. You get what I'm trying to say? It's not like we're bound to each other or anything, after all you have the power to take one persons blood. I doubt you will let the opportunity pass. But that means we may eventually go our separate ways." Harry sat back on Severus's thighs.

"I have a thirst for blood..." Severus whispered, "But the only person's I can even think of touching is yours." Severus licked his lips. "Maybe one day I will be granted that luxury."

"Maybe. I can't exactly see us fighting our second nature forever. I don't doubt the day will come that we do become completely human-less. In the mean time, we should probably try to find out some more information. What do you think?" Harry kissed Severus lightly.

"I think you've gone mad. But I agree. I'll even sign you permission to use the restricted section in the Library, I bet Pince will hate that." He actually chuckled, very slightly mind you.

"Yeah she will." Harry smiled and Severus gave him another kiss. Harry was actually feeling happy, and special in a way so much different than just being the boy-who-lived. He'd been praised, hated, loved and abused by fellow wizards and witches, but right now he simply felt like he belonged.

Harry knew it must have been his destiny to meet with Meier.

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