A/N: I've tried to proof read this 3 times. I give up. You can have it as is. Next chapter is ready to go, just have to proof read it. :-/ Fun times. Enjoy.
xXx
Harry woke feeling groggy but the world had stopped moving under him, at least. He sighed when he opened his eyes and the mists were gone and his head felt clearer. He stretched out and could hear other people snoring around him as he sat up on the camp bed and looked around. He could hear a fire crackling as he pulled himself to his feet and limped out of the tent to see Severus seated on the ground before the fire with Miller next to him.
Both men looked over as he moved closer and Severus gave him a small smile.
"About time you woke up, Mr Sun." Severus drawled.
Harry didn't answer as he eased himself down beside Severus and the other man wrapped his arm around his shoulders. Miller looked away slightly as Harry leaned into Severus's side and closed his eyes.
"Feeling better?" Severus asked.
"Yes," Harry said softly. "Thank you."
"Did something go wrong?" Miller asked.
"No," Harry replied and looked over at the other man. "Just pushed too far. It was a thick lay line and I had trouble holding it. It's fine now but I want to double check it before we leave."
Harry felt Severus magic brush against him as the fire warmed him up. He started to feel sleepy as Severus held him.
"Are we still heading to France?" Miller questioned.
"Yes," Harry replied. "We'll push on. Just give me another day here."
"We can do that," Miller said with a smile. "Are you staying Severus?"
"Yes," Severus drawled. "You'll need a buffer between your team and the vampire."
Harry snorted with his eyes closed.
"Ah," Miller stuttered. "Should we be concerned?"
"I'll just push Blake in front of your team," Severus suggested with a smirk. "And he can take the blame."
Harry sniggered as he looked over at Miller and gave the tense man a wink.
"I would say that he's joking," Harry told him. "But he probably will do just that."
Severus tightened his hold around the other man as he smirked at Miller.
xXx
Miller looked over at the two men as Blake leaned into Severus. The other man just held him as he looked at the fire and he could see that Blake was starting to fall asleep again. It was unlike him, he normally had energy to burn. Whatever the lay line had done, it had stripped the other man's energy completely.
It amazed him how much one man had changed so many people's minds about not only Dark Wizards but also social issues within the magical communities as well. The two men were very comfortable about curling up together which was something that would have been unheard of, especially in the military, which Miller was sure that Blake had served in at some point in his long life.
"How long have you known Blake?" Severus asked suddenly.
Miller started at the question and looked over at the dark-haired man. He wouldn't have asked unless he knew Blake was out and Miller looked the former Death Eater over. He knew the man's background, of course, but also knew that Blake trusted Severus with more than just his life.
"Seems like a long time," Miller replied as he leaned back on his hands in thought. "He was assigned to our team when we needed a curse breaker. I thought for sure that we were going to have to split our attention between the mission and looking after him."
Severus snorted making Miller smile.
"He quickly changed our minds," Miller continued. "About a lot of things really. We realised quickly that he had better skills than any of us. He was happy to take orders as well even if he didn't fall directly under us."
"He came in and took over, didn't he?" Severus remarked with a smirk.
"Yes," Miller agreed. "We had a mission go wrong. I was out of action and he stepped forward and took command. That was outside of protocol since Robbie is my second, so he should have taken command. Blake took over control of five teams that day and we would have all been killed if he hadn't. It wasn't until then that we realised the training he'd had. Not to mention the dark magic he threw around."
Miller shivered as he remembered the feeling of that dark magic brushing against him as Blake stood calmly in the middle of the chaos. He was happy to hand over his command to the man after that day. Not that Blake would take it. He would only step in as commander when the situation called for it.
"Yes," Severus conceded as he held Blake close. "He has a way of doing that. He has no concept of his own mortality."
Miller snorted and added, "That's putting it mildly."
xXx
Harry casually walked back to the lay line that he'd been working on two days before with Severus at his back and the strike team around him. He wanted to make sure that he'd completed the block, now that he had rested and was in the right state of mind.
"Are you sure, Blake?" Severus asked softly as they stopped.
"Yes," Harry replied. "I'm going to connect to you and use our link as a grounding point."
Harry glanced at Severus and could tell the man wasn't happy but he didn't say anything. Harry turned back and slipped out of his shoes and felt the earth under his feet. He could feel the Border spell just in front of him and he moved forward until he could rest a hand on it. This was the only lay line that crossed the border spell on land and may explain why it was also the thickest.
He closed his eyes and picked up the connection between Severus and himself. He strengthened it and could feel the annoyance and concern Severus felt along the line and he frowned. He opened his eyes and looked over at the man.
"Yes?" Severus drawled, with an eyebrow raised.
"Ah, nothing." Harry muttered and turned back to the Border spell.
He was a little concerned about the connection and how he could start to feel the other man's feeling along it but he pushed that to the side as he calmed his breathing. The wind stirred his hair as he stood there and he could hear small birds calling to each other from his right. He relaxed his body and breathing before opening his mind and magic to the Border spell and the lay line under his feet.
He could hear it pulsing as he grabbed the connection to Severus to stabilise him before following the sound to the thick line of white light. He couldn't pick this line up since it was too thick and he had learnt his lesson about grabbing it. He took a look at its connection point and he was glad that he had come back because he could see that the work he'd already done wasn't complete.
He took his time as he looked at the magic and the spells. He brushed against the lay line and felt the hair rise on his arms and his heart beat faster. It was a rush working with this kind of magic and he knew how some wizards would go mad or become addicted to the feeling. He carefully strengthened the Border spell so that no other magic could pass through it as he completed the work he hadn't done the other day.
Suddenly the line pulsed and the magic washed over him. He felt his knees hit the ground and Severus's fear spike through him as the magic rolled over his mind. He gently pushed it along the line as he took in the buzz. Wild magic was so much harder to work with due to how unpredictable it could be. He felt Severus nudge him and he sent back that he was fine as he focused in on the magic again to make sure that everything was correct before pulling back.
He blinked his eyes as the world came back into focus with mists swirling around the edge of his sight. He rubbed his eyes as he felt Severus's hand on his shoulder as the man knelt beside him.
"What was that?" Severus whispered.
"That was the wild magic of a lay line," Harry explained as he opened his eyes again. "It's a bit unpredictable. I'm done now."
Severus helped him to his feet and Harry slipped back into his shoes.
"Now it's time to face the vampire," Severus remarked with a smirk.
xXx
It was late afternoon by the time that they got to Dracka's Coven and Harry was starting to feel tired again. He could tell Severus was keeping a close eye on him as they moved through the village towards Dracka's mansion. Miller and his team were behind him and Harry had to smirk at that.
They paused at the main gates of the mansion as the hellhounds rushed out towards them, barking loudly. A large male snarled at Harry and showed its teeth as the others milled around the fence line, eyeing them off. Miller moved up next to Harry as Severus eyed off the beasts.
A young boy of about six ran out towards them with a hellhound jumping around him as the child giggled. The other hellhounds looked over in interest as the child skittered to a stop at the main gates. The boy them pushed the gates open. The hellhounds pushed through and Miller and his team tensed, they had seen first-hand what the beasts could do.
Most of the hellhounds disappeared into the village but a few sniffed around the team and Sarah squeaked when one licked her hand. Harry looked over with a grin as Robbie laughed at the look on Sarah's face.
"Blake!" The child cried as he grinned up at Harry.
"Hello, little one." Harry cooed in French as he knelt down and looked the child over, he could see a dark curse on the child's skin so probably a werewolf and not a vampire. "Did you get loose from your nurse?"
The boy grinned up at him before turning on his heels and running after the hellhounds. Harry watched the child in amusement as one of the hellhounds fell into step with him and he squealed.
"Should he be running around alone?" Sarah asked as she rubbed the head of a hellhound that had taken a liking to her.
"He'll be fine." Harry said as he got to his feet. "His nurse will yell at him when he gets back though. Just another stray, the hellhounds and the villagers will look after him."
"Stray?" Sarah asked as they walked through the gates and Harry closed them firmly.
"Children with a dark curse or orphans," Harry explained. "Dracka and the village will take them in. There are a few Covens around here that will. I wish more of the ones in the UK would as well. The English vampires are a lot more isolated than the ones here. They will still take in the fledglings as long as they stick to the rules of the Coven."
Severus looked over at him with interest since Dracka had never mentioned that to him before. He could understand more why the vampire was so good with children and also why the Minister had called him about the Defence position. Harry caught his eye and gave him a grin then frowned when he spotted Dracka in the shadows of the mansion with Bradon by his side. The way the two vampires stood put him on edge.
"Just wait here," Harry said to the group.
Harry moved forward towards the vampires and stopped at the bottom of the steps leading up.
"Does my team have safe passage?" Harry called with a grin.
"They have safe passage, Blake." Dracka drawled as he made his way down the steps. "As they did when they helped save this village."
Harry frowned when Dracka looked him over with dark unreadable eyes before he looked over his team. Bradon gave him a nod as he walked passed them and towards the team and Harry focused on Dracka.
"What's wrong?" Harry asked, stepping forward.
"We have matters to discuss," Dracka replied. "Bradon will settle everyone in."
Harry stood up straighter at the look in Dracka's eyes. Something had rattled the man. Harry went to turn but Dracka grabbed his arm.
"Without Severus," Dracka added.
Harry's eyes hardened at the words as Severus and the team came closer with Bradon leading them. Harry held Dracka's eyes but the vampire was giving nothing away.
"Has something happened?" Severus asked as he got closer.
"Dracka needs to talk to me," Harry explained, turning to his lover. "Bradon will get everyone settled in."
Severus's eyes flicked between the two men before he nodded and followed the rest of the team. Dracka stepped back and Harry followed him into the house.
"How are you feeling?" Dracka asked as they walked side by side.
"Tired," Harry admitted, running a hand over his head. "Working with the lay lines took more out of me than I was expecting. It's been a long time since I've worked with that kind of magic."
"Robbie called to say that it laid you out cold," Dracka remarked mildly but Harry could see the concern in his eyes as he glanced over at him.
"Um, yeah." Harry agreed. "It did."
Dracka stopped in the hallway and turned to him, his dark eyes resting on him.
"What?" Harry questioned.
"You haven't been right since the battle with the Dark Lord," Dracka said softly.
Harry looked away.
"Was it something I did?" Dracka questioned. "When I drained off your dark magic?"
Harry looked around the deserted hallway and Dracka nodded. He led him further down the hallway and opened a door to a large room. Harry stepped inside and looked around. There was a large wooden table in the middle of the room and a couple of doors leading off from it on both sides. Harry took a seat and Dracka sat next to him.
"I learned to have a balance between my light and dark magic," Harry said after a few minutes.
"More towards the dark," Dracka added with a smirk.
"Yes, to a degree." Harry replied. "When you drained off the dark magic it unbalanced it all."
Harry paused as he tried to gather his thoughts as Dracka waited him out. He ran his hand over his head and wished he had a coffee to try and wake his brain up.
"I ran out of both types of magic that day," Harry admitted after a few minutes. "But I took back some dark magic from Ry."
"So, it's still unbalanced?" Dracka asked in interest.
"I don't know," Harry said evenly and Dracka tensed. "The Hallows gives me access to dark magic, but the dark magic I took from Ry wasn't the same. There is something wrong with it."
Dracka paled and his eyes widened.
"What was it?" Dracka questioned.
"I don't know," Harry repeated. "We are the same person so that power I took from Ry would have already been in me, but it doesn't feel right. Like it shouldn't be there. It starts getting confusing once you start adding in the Deathly Hallows then time magic and not to mention the types of magic that I have held over the years. However, something just doesn't feel right."
"Could I drain it off?" Dracka asked. "Or would it just come back?"
Harry stilled, he hadn't thought of that. It could be the easy solution to the problem. He had taken the magic from Ry, so if they weren't supposed to hold it, Dracka should be able to take it from him. He looked into Dracka's dark eyes, he trusted the man. But could he trust Dracka to hold back the demon in his mind.
"Could you hold yourself back?" Harry uttered.
Dracka flashed his fangs at Harry but that didn't ease the tension in his shoulders.
"We would have to talk to Severus," Harry added. "I would have to break the connection between him and Ry for you to do that."
Dracka's eyes turned red and Harry knew he was looking at the demon as the man lifted his nose slightly.
"I can feel more light magic around you," Dracka mentioned. "More than I could before the battle."
Harry nodded and ran a hand through his short hair.
"Is this what you wanted to talk to me about or something else?" Harry asked instead of addressing that problem.
"Simpson moved on a Coven in Germany," Dracka reported as he moved to his feet.
He led Harry to a room at the back of the one they were in. Dracka pushed open the door to a tasteful office and picked up the file on the table and passed it over to Harry. Harry opened it up as he took a seat and Dracka made up coffee for them and placed one cup in front of the wizard.
"He used his dark power to sway the vampires that he could," Dracka explained as he took a seat behind the desk.
"Is this the first time he's done this?" Harry questioned as he read through the file.
"To a Coven, yes." Dracka replied. "We have reports of him recruiting but not walking up to a Coven directly. He just walked straight in."
Harry paled at the words.
"Did he challenge the leader?" Harry asked and looked up at Dracka.
"No," Dracka stated. "He gave them an offer."
"They wouldn't have taken kindly to that," Harry mused. "He would have gotten more support if he challenged the leader then taken the Coven."
"Yes," Dracka agreed. "He doesn't know vampire culture…um, you know…you could have taken this Coven the day you killed my brother."
Harry sat back in his seat and smirked at Dracka, making the vampire pale.
"You knew that!" Dracka accused.
"Yes," Harry confirmed. "It wasn't a direct challenge but it was a clean kill of the Coven leader."
Dracka eyed him off for a few minutes as Harry sipped his coffee.
"We should be grateful that Simpson didn't know what he was doing," Harry said softly. "But the more vampires he sways, the bigger the chance that one of them will inform him of how to take a Coven. Then it will just be a matter of if he would be able to hold them."
Dracka nodded and added, "I've already sent the warning out."
"Is he only going after dark creatures?" Harry asked. "Has he worked out that he can use his dark power with light creatures as well?"
"Veela," Dracka spat. "We are getting reports of him working with veelas."
"I'll have to call Bella then," Harry replied mildly as Dracka hissed. "She can get the warning out to the other veela settlements quicker than we can."
"Blake?" Dracka questioned softly and Harry looked over at him.
"I'll call her later," Harry stated and held Dracka's red eyes. "I'm too tired now."
Dracka's eyes bled back to black as the vampire looked him over.
"You don't look well," Dracka admitted.
Harry held up his cup of coffee with a lopsided grin.
"Nothing coffee can't fix."
xXx
Harry moved out into the night as he pulled out his phone and called Bella.
"Blake," The woman answered and Harry shivered at the tone.
"Bella," Harry greeted shortly. "We have had reports of Simpson moving on vampire Covens and veela settlements."
"Is that so?" Bella purred. "That is odd behaviour."
"Yes," Harry agreed, as he took a seat on the front steps of the mansion. "He's using his dark power to sway the veela."
Bella hissed at his words and Harry couldn't agree more.
"We are unsure at this stage what his aim is," Harry reported as he picked up a stick and tapped it against the stones under him.
"Where are you, my dear?" Bella asked instead, throwing Harry.
"France," Harry replied.
"You really must come and see me, Blake." Bella crooned and Harry felt his stomach roll.
"That would not be a good idea, Bella."
"Come now, Blake." Bella tutted. "Don't let what happened before get between us. I know you are bound now, it was just a misunderstanding."
Harry sighed and rubbed his head.
"They would kill you, Bella." Harry stated softly.
Bella's twinkling laughter greeted him and Harry gritted his teeth at the sound.
"The dark wizard or the vampire?" Bella asked.
"Both," Harry answered. "And I'm not too pleased with you either."
"Come now, love." Bella stated. "You know our nature."
"I do," Harry replied. "Doesn't mean I have to like it, Bella. You forget that I am a wizard and do not hold any light or dark creature blood."
Bella's laughter came down the phone again. She would have no concept of what she'd done to him and not much remorse either. It was just in their nature of being a veela to bind themselves to more power. He always wondered why wizards feared dark creatures when light ones could be just as terrifying, just in different ways. Much like Light and Dark Wizards, both capable of great or terrible acts.
It was at times like now that Harry was more aware of the power he held and the line he walked.
"I will get the word out. Blake." Bella promised, "Thank you for calling."
"Good night, Bella."
Harry hang up and cupped his head in his hands as his light magic swirled around and he pushed it down harshly. It brought just as much trouble as his dark magic did and yet wizards were not concerned about light magic use, only dark. Both were just as deadly. Like fire and ice; both were capable of destruction.
xXx
Fingernails dug into his sides as light magic brushed against his arms and panic spiked through him. Lines of fire down his sides and he gasped as he felt like he was drowning.
Harry started awake, jolting Severus behind him and the man's arm tightened around him. He gasped as sweat run down his face.
"Blake?" Severus muttered sleepily.
"Just a nightmare," Harry gasped. "Go back to sleep. I'm going to have a shower."
Severus ran a hand down his side before turning away as Harry pulled himself from the bed, feeling shaky. He knew his call with Bella would bring back the memories as he stepped into the shower. He let the cold water run over him until he was shivering before he turned the hot water up. He laid his forehead against the tiles, just letting the water run down his back as he relaxed.
"Blake?"
Harry started and looked over to see Severus standing there, naked and looking at him in concern.
"Are you okay?" Severus asked as he moved closer.
"Yeah," Harry replied as he stepped out of the shower and picked up the towel.
Suddenly Severus grabbed his hips and pulled him close and looked down at him with dark eyes. Harry felt a tingle run down his spine at the look in Severus's eyes. He pulled the man down for a kiss as he wrapped his arms around him. Severus pulled him tighter as the towel fell to the floor as Harry dug his nails into Severus's back, making the man gasp and Harry deepened the kiss.
Severus grabbed his ass as he pushed him into the wall with a growl. Harry wrapped his legs around Severus as the man pulled him higher as he attacked his neck and Harry moaned.
xXx
Missing scene.
xXx
Harry panted as he went boneless as Severus held him and ran his hand up and down his back. He eased back until he was sitting with his back to the tiles and looked at Severus as the man knelt before him.
"What brought that on?" Harry gasped when he could breathe again.
Severus just chuckled.
"Seeing you," Severus purred.
Harry shivered as Severus held him, feeling their magic settling on his skin. His head was spinning slightly and he felt drained. He'd been working with magic too much lately and it was taking a toll as he closed his eyes.
"Are you okay?" Severus whispered.
"Hmm," Harry replied.
Severus chuckled and cast a cleaning charm as he helped Harry to his feet. Harry winced at the pain and Severus looked at him in concern but Harry just waved him off as they moved back to the bed. Harry collapsed to the bed and was asleep quickly with Severus curled up along his back.
xXx
Severus left Blake sleeping the next morning as he went looking for Dracka. He had surprised himself last night when he had seen Blake stepping out of the shower and by the way Blake responded he was a little concerned. He knocked on Dracka's door and pushed it open when the man called out.
He looked around the room in interest, it was similar to Blake's rooms back at the school. With a living room, bathroom and bedroom separate. The vampire sat at the table in the room and was alone. The man's eyes burned red when he saw him.
"I wouldn't go walking around here, smelling like that." Dracka remarked with a smirk. "We all know that you are Blake's partner but you don't have to lord it over us."
Severus gave the vampire his own smirk as he took a seat at the table.
"Blake wasn't awake to take care of it," Severus said mildly. "I'm sure he will when he wakes up."
Dracka frowned at the other man with dark eyes.
"I think something is wrong," Severus stated. "He woke up a few times with nightmares last night."
"He had to call Bella," Dracka explained and Severus hissed.
"Ah," Severus stuttered. "Then I think I might have fucked up then…he didn't say anything, but…"
Dracka sat up straighter as Severus looked away.
"Has he spoken to you about his magic?" Dracka questioned instead.
"The dark magic?" Severus countered.
They looked up when a knock sounded at the door and Blake peeked around the corner.
"Hey," Blake greeted as he came into the room.
Severus looked at him in concern when he noticed the man was limping more heavily than normal. He looked tired as well.
"Is there coffee?" Blake asked, looking around.
Dracka got to his feet and clicked on the kettle as Blake took a seat next to Severus with a slight wince. Severus took his hand and Blake looked over at him in question.
"Are you okay?" Severus whispered.
"All good," Blake replied with a tired grin.
"We were just talking about your magic, Blake." Dracka called over as he made coffee for them.
"Ah, yes." Blake muttered as he sat back in his seat. "I want Dracka to drain off that part of my magic that feels wrong but I have to cut through the connection with you and Ry to do that."
Severus reeled back at the statement and looked between the two men, his face pale.
"Why?" Severus demanded, a hard glint in his eyes.
"Why do I want Dracka to drain the magic off or cutting the connections?" Blake asked mildly.
"Both," Severus snapped.
"That dark magic I showed you that felt wrong." Blake explained mildly. "I believe that it is unbalancing my magic and that's what went wrong when I was working with the lay lines. Whether it's a type of magic that I shouldn't hold at this time or something left over from Ry being a horcrux, it is not right. Dracka suggested that he could drain it off. I'll have to cut the connections with Ry and you because I need to for Dracka to drain the power off correctly."
"And you think Dracka taking that magic will balance it up?" Severus questioned as Dracka moved back to the table with the coffees.
"I'm not sure," Blake admitted. "Can't hurt to try, if it doesn't work we can always try something else but I haven't had much luck finding a way. I'm sure that Dracka won't mind."
Dracka snorted as he took a seat.
"Doesn't bother me," Dracka remarked with a leer.
Severus glared over at him.
"You can't do it a different way?" Severus questioned as he looked Blake over.
"This is a simple answer," Blake pointed out as he looked up at him. "He can take any magic I give him."
"You do know, Blake." Dracka drawled. "That wizards don't normally have much of a choice when a vampire feeds off them about their magic."
Blake smirked and had a glint in his eyes that had the vampire shifting.
"That's what separates me from other wizards," Blake remarked. "Before when you took magic away from me, I was not prepared for it. Wasn't in the right state of mind either."
Dracka shivered as he looked at the other man as he remembered that day and the dark magic he'd taken. It had felt like a drug to his system and he'd had to hold himself back from draining all of it. To stop himself from killing the other man or as close as he could get with him holding the Deathly Hallows. He wasn't sure how far that magic went and Blake did not speak of it.
"When did you plan to do this?" Severus asked, as the other two stared at each other.
Blake looked over at Severus, his eyes slightly guarded which put him on edge before turning to Dracka.
"Is now okay?" Blake stated. "Probably best to get it out of the way, while it's just starting to cause problems."
Severus felt a spike of fear at the words and even Dracka looked startled.
"I'll probably be out for a couple of days after," Blake added. "Then I should be right to look at the Border spell. Miller and his team can stay until after then, then head back to the Ministry while we head back to the school."
xXx
Harry looked at the two men and could see the shock and uncertainty in their eyes as they looked back at him. He was going to be putting a lot of trust in them for this to work. He finished his coffee and stood from the table and looked at the other two as his leg throbbed.
"Well," Harry said with a grin. "Shall we?"
Harry turned on his heels and limped from the room and back to the one that he was sharing with Severus. The two men hissing at each other behind him. He wouldn't admit it but the thought of what he was going to do chilled him but it was a simple answer to the problem but he would be lying if it didn't scare him. Since the dark magic also held the power of the Deathly Hallows.
He walked into the room he was sharing with Severus. He moved to the bedroom and cast a spell to clear the air and as Severus came through the door he flicked the magic off his skin, making him shiver. He did the same to his own as Dracka snorted.
"I'll have to show you how to do that," Harry muttered as he shared a look with Severus. "Another lesson."
He slipped the ring off his finger and held it out to Severus, his eyes locking with the other man's.
"Take care of that," Harry whispered, as he sliced through the connection with the man and Ry. "Ry will probably call you as well."
Severus's hand wrapped around the ring as he looked at him with heavy eyes. Harry felt his heart clench in his chest at the look. He held his hand out to the side and his sword appeared and he sliced through that connection as well. He held it out to Severus to take.
"Now," Harry said with a small grin. "No killing the vampire, now that you are armed with a silver sword."
Dracka snorted as Harry moved up the bed and Dracka kneeled next to him. Severus watched the two of them with unreadable eyes and Harry had to look away.
"Ready?" Dracka aske,d his eyes shining red.
"Not yet," Harry replied. "Just give me a minute."
Dracka sat back on his heels and waited. Harry closed his eyes and relaxed back as he dived into his core and picked through it. He focused on the dark magic and the connection to the Hallows first and picked up any magic not related to it. He could feel the wrongness even stronger than it had been at the start of the school year. Whether it was due to him working with the wild magic or he just hadn't noticed. That wrongness had corrupted more of his magic while he hadn't been paying attention. He shivered at the thought.
He was even more sure that the magic's origins were of the dark arts. The thought that he may have pulled a part of the magic of the Horcrux from Ry, chilled him. That if he hadn't then it could have corrupted Ry's magic and also his mind. Harry had a barrier, in a way, due to his connection to the Hallows. Ry didn't have that, he had only light magic.
"Okay," Harry said softly, without opening his eyes.
He gasped at the pain in his neck and pushed the magic he had gathered forward. He felt it drain off as the pain increased and he dug his nails into Dracka's back. He quickly grabbed what he could, including light magic as Dracka pulled and the pain slowly built. He struggled slightly in response and could feel his grip slipping. The Hallows burned and he pulled that magic closer as Dracka drew the other magic away until his head spun. The vampire was taking more of his magic and not as much as his blood as he focused on that.
His grip on the vampire started to slack as he started to drift. He went limp as Dracka pulled back quickly and he felt a hand at his throat.
"Blake!"
He jolted slightly as Dracka healed the bite mark. He could hear his own slow heartbeat in his ears as his head throbbed to beat of it. His magic just a slight burn in his veins.
"Did you take too much?"
"Blake?"
Someone was shaking him but he wasn't sure why. He just wanted to sleep.
"Blake?"
Someone was shining a light in his eyes and he could feel hands on him. The Hallows raced up his spine as he released that magic and it flooded into his body.
"Blake? Can you hear us?"
"Is this meant to happen?"
"No. Blake?"
xXx
Dracka's hands shook as he looked down at the glazed over eyes of Blake as fear spiked through him. Severus was pale and his hands shook as he grabbed Blake's shoulder. The man was completely out of it and not responding. The magic he'd taken from the man sitting heavy in his stomach. He didn't know if he had taken too much or not enough. Blake had not told him to stop and that sent a bolt of fear through him again.
"Blake?"
He placed his hand on Blake's neck and felt the pulse under his fingers and could feel the man's magic under his skin. He just wasn't responding and he had been careful when he fed for this not to happen.
"What do we do?" Severus asked, his eyes wide.
"I don't know," Dracka replied. "This is different, he shouldn't be reacting like this. Blake?"
Blake's eyes rolled up as he passed out. Dracka's stomach dropped. He rested a hand on his cheek, he wasn't sure if something had gone wrong. He looked up with wide eyes at Severus and could see the fear reflected there.
Suddenly Dracka's stomach rolled and he was rushing across the room. He made it to the toilet just in time as he threw up. The blood he'd taken from Blake coming up like poison, burning his throat slightly.
He threw up until his stomach was empty then rinsed his mouth out and spat into the sink.
"Poison," Dracka uttered, turning to Severus. "His blood."
Severus paled even more.
"You think someone tried to poison him?" Severus asked softly.
"Not sure," Dracka replied, as he washed out his mouth again. "Something was wrong with the magic or the blood. I'm not sure which."
Dracka moved back into the bedroom and looked down at the other man. Severus placed a hand on his shoulder before moving to the bed and resting a hand on Blake's forehead.
"He's not hot," Severus remarked. "Hopefully what you did helped."
Dracka sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the other man.
"He knows how to scare the shit out of us," Dracka muttered with a shaky smile.
Severus looked over at him and smirked.
"That he does."
xXx
Harry woke feeling warm with Severus wrapped around him and an arm around his waist. He wiggled closer, feeling the man's body along his back. He linked his fingers with Severus's as brushed his magic along his back. He settled as Severus tightened his grip around him and pulled him close. Harry could feel Severus's hard on behind him and he wiggled slightly.
"Awake?" Severus purred in his ear and kissed his shoulder.
Harry wiggled in answer and Severus chuckled, sending a shiver down his spine.
"You have been out for two days, Blake." Severus whispered as he held him close.
Harry shifted around until he faced Severus. He pulled him forward for a kiss as the man grabbed his ass and pulled him until Harry was lying sprawled out over the other man.
"Hey," Harry greeted as he looked down at the man below him.
Severus pulled his legs up on either side of him as Harry settled into a comfortable position. Harry rested his hands on either side of his head and looked down at him.
"Feel better?" Severus questioned softly.
"Yes," Harry replied before kissing Severus's neck.
Severus reached up and grabbed his side and pulled him close as his other hand slipped between them. Harry gasped and pulled back as Severus smirked up at him. Severus reached over and snagged the lube off the bedside table and held it out.
Harry pulled back until he was kneeling between Severus's legs.
xXx
Missing scene.
xXx
His magic was still soft on his back as he moved until Severus tipped over the edge and he followed as Severus clenched around him and he went boneless. Panting and gasping as Severus held him close. Their magic settling on them but not as strong as normal as Harry tried to get his breathing under control.
"I can't see the magic?" Severus whispered.
Harry nodded as he panted.
"Blake?"
"Give me a sec'," Harry gasped.
Harry rolled to the side as Severus cast the charm to clean them up and looked over at him in concern.
"Seeing the magic comes from me," Harry explained, once he got his breathing under control. "Levels too low to pass to you."
Harry rested his head back on the bed, still breathing hard.
"Are you okay?" Severus asked, his voice soft.
"Yeah," Harry replied. "Just took it out of me."
Severus curled up along his side and rested an arm over his chest. Harry tangled his fingers with his and drifted slightly.
"Did it work?"
Harry jolted at the question.
"Wha'?" Harry slurred.
"What Dracka did?" Severus clarified as he watched him carefully. "He threw up your blood."
"What, why?" Harry asked, more awake now as he rolled towards the other man.
"He said it was poisoned," Severus whispered.
Harry frowned and said, "I'll talk to him tomorrow."
Severus ran a hand over his head and Harry's eyes slipped closed as he relaxed.
"You scared us," Severus whispered.
"Didn't mean to," Harry whispered back, without opening his eyes.
Severus snorted as he ran a hand up and down his side.
"Why rough?" Harry asked as he opened his eyes and looked at Severus.
"Rough?"
"Sex," Harry said. "Why?"
Severus looked away and Harry frowned.
"Wha'?"
"I didn't know that you had called Bella."
"What are you talking about?" Harry asked, feeling confused.
Severus sighed and laid his hand on Harry's hip.
"I didn't know that you had called Bella," Severus explained. "Then I hurt you when we had sex in the bathroom."
"No, you didn't," Harry disagreed, with a frown. "Was fine, just my bloody leg."
"You were limping," Severus whispered.
Harry smirked and rested his own hand on the man's side and rubbed his thumb over his soft skin.
"I always limp," Harry remarked with a smile. "Needed it Severus. Why did you want it before?"
Severus smirked and said softly, "Needed it."
Harry snorted, feeling sleep pulling at him. Severus pulled him close as Harry fell asleep with the other man wrapped around him.
xXx
Severus started and stumbled to a stop when Dracka growled at him. He'd only taken two steps into the main hall when the vampire had appeared in front of him. His eyes grew large as the man stalked towards him with red eyes. More than a few other vampires looked over in interest.
The vampire grabbed his arm in a tight grip and pulled him out of the hall with Miller and his team racing over but they were quickly blocked by the other vampires. Dracka pushed him back into the wall and looked at him with red eyes. Severus felt a bolt of fear go through him. He wasn't sure what had set the vampire off.
"What did you do?" Dracka hissed.
"What do you mean?" Severus snapped as he grabbed the vampire's wrists as his hands were tangled in his shirt.
"That's not Blake's magic on you," Dracka hissed.
"Yes, it is." Severus insisted.
Dracka pulled back as his eyes bled back into black. The man leaned forward and sniffed his neck and Severus held still. There were only a few times that Severus feared the vampire and this was one of them.
"What are you two doing?"
Dracka and Severus looked over to see Blake standing there looking at them with unreadable eyes.
"He shouldn't smell that much?" Blake remarked as he moved closer, limping heavily and looking a little pale.
Dracka released Severus, like he'd been burned and stepped back sharply.
"He didn't smell like your magic," Dracka defended.
"Of course not, you idiot." Blake said with a smirk. "Your magic was still on me."
Dracka blushed and looked away while Blake laughed. He clapped Severus on the shoulder as he removed the joined magic on his skin and gave him a smile. He walked into the hall and paused.
"Ah, Dracka." Blake called over his shoulder.
Dracka cursed and rushed passed them to see Miller and his team and a few of his vampires glaring at each other.
"Stand down!" Dracka barked as he moved in. "Sorry, Miller."
Blake barked a laugh and moved to the closest table with food and sat down next to a young vampire with a sigh. Dracka could see the man was still tired and hurting but otherwise he looked better. Severus moved over and sat next him as Dracka moved back up to the table at the front of the room.
The vampires still awake wandering away or took seats at the tables for some food. His Coven didn't just have vampires but all kinds of people with or without the vampire curse as a few children ran around and a few hellhounds ran after them. He had set times for food and he made sure that everyone got their share.
He watched in amusement as a hellhound eyed off Blake and he called it off before it could do anything. The animal glared over at him with red eyes before running after one of the children. He didn't know why the beasts didn't like the man, he would have thought with the dark magic that Blake held that the beasts would warm up to him. He had been wrong.
"Was there a problem?" Bradon asked as he took a seat next to him and glanced over at Severus and Blake.
"Just a misunderstanding," Dracka replied.
Bradon flashed his fangs at him in amusement.
"The soldiers have expressed interest in taking us on?" Bradon stated with a grin. "Do they have permission?"
"Yes," Dracka conceded and leered over at Miller and his team. "They are welcome to it. I think they will be here for a while yet."
Bradon frowned over at Blake and Dracka felt the demon prowling at the back of his mind at the look in the other vampire's eyes and he growled. Bradon looked over at him mildly and tilted his head to the side with a smirk.
"I wonder if we could get Blake to show off," Dracka mused as he rubbed the short hairs on his chin.
"He doesn't look well," Bradon pointed out.
"I suppose you're right," Dracka conceded then a glint came into his eyes. "What about Severus then?"
xXx
"Tell me why you threw up?"
Dracka looked up from his paperwork to see Blake standing in the doorway, leaning on his cane heavily. The man moved into the room and shut the door behind him before he lowered himself down into the seat on the other side of his desk.
"Are you okay?" Dracka asked.
Blake waved off his concern but he still didn't look well.
"All good," Blake replied with a grin. "Won't take long for the levels to come back up. You didn't take as much as I first thought."
"You didn't tell me to stop," Dracka pointed out as he sat forward in his seat.
"Ah, yeah." Blake muttered and rubbed his head. "The magic slipped away from me."
Dracka paled at the words as the demon took notice.
"Blake?" Dracka drew the man's name out.
Blake looked up at him and raised an eyebrow in question.
"Could you have stopped me?" Dracka asked.
"Do you want me to answer that?" Blake countered with a lopsided grin.
The silence stretched between then and Blake looked away first.
"Why did you throw up?" Blake repeated.
"Either your blood was poisoned or the magic you gave me was," Dracka replied, watching the man carefully.
"Could you tell anything else?" Blake asked, his green eyes intense. "Could you pick one over the other?"
"No," Dracka stated.
Blake sat back in his seat and ran a hand over his face.
"Dammit," Blake cursed softly. "Oh well. It's done now. Thank you."
"Anytime," Dracka said with a leer then cringed. "Just not the throwing up part."
Blake barked a laugh and gave him a grin and Dracka returned it as the demon settled down in the back of his mind.
"I'll be sure to let you know," Blake offered with a wink. "But I don't think Severus will be letting me do that again in a hurry."
xXx
Harry looked around the hall two weeks later with interest. The tables had been pushed to the side of the room and Miller walked out in just his shirt and pants. Harry looked over at Dracka but the man just flashed his fangs at him in amusement. He was feeling better now than he had in months. His magic had settled and he felt like he had more energy. Whatever that magic had been, it looked like it wasn't a problem now. He would keep an eye on it though, just in case.
"Really?" Harry asked as he rested his back against the table behind him.
"They wanted to," Dracka replied as Severus smirked over at the two of them.
"But do they know what they are getting into?" Harry questioned with raised an eyebrow.
Dracka just leered over at him.
Miller stepped forward with his sword and swung it around a little as a vampire stretched out before stepping up with a sword of his own. The vampire was only young as he stepped forward and the two men tapped swords before stepping back.
Miller moved quickly as he flicked the sword forward and the vampire blocked with a grin and twisted to the side. He flicked his sword out which Miller blocked and pushed forward. The vampire skipped back, light on his feet as the two men danced around. Testing each other as they looked for a weakness.
The two men clashed together and Miller tried to push the smaller vampire back but the other man had strength and was pushing Miller back with a grin. Miller grinned and dropped the sword to the side and the vampire stumbled as Miller pulled a knife in the other hand and slipped under his guard and placed it against the vampire's ribs.
"Yield," the vampire said softly and stepped back.
Harry grinned and got up from his seat and moved forward and Miller looked over at him in surprise. Harry flicked his wrist and his silver sword appeared as the vampire moved back and Harry fell into stance before Miller. He knew he wouldn't be able to hold his own for long but he needed to move.
The younger man looked him over as Harry flicked the sword towards his left side. Miller danced back with a grin and a light in his eyes. It had been a while since their last bout.
"Decided to get me after I've already warmed up?" Miller smirked.
"I thought you might take it easy on me, if you had already had a play around." Harry replied as he moved his sword to his left hand as flicked it out.
The two swords rang out as Harry moved. Before pushing forward with the sword. Miller blocked but Harry kept going and lashed out with his leg and caught the man on his side.
Miller grunted as Harry followed it up with his other leg and danced forward as he dropped the sword and got inside the man's guard. He pushed Miller's arm away before getting his foot behind the other man's foot and pushed forward. Miller crashed to the floor with a yelp as giggling sounded around the hall. It was a dirty move and Harry grinned widely as Miller glared at him.
Miller suddenly lashed out with his leg and Harry danced back with a grin as the man rolled to his feet. Miller moved closer as Harry held his fists up and waited. He balanced on his feet carefully.
"Lucky shot," Miller muttered with a grin.
Miller lashed out with a fist and he quickly blocked. Harry flicked out with his other fist but Miller grabbed his wrist and pulled him off balance and before he knew it he was on flat out on his back as the air was knocked out of him. Miller grinned down at him and Harry groaned.
"I'm too old for this shit," Harry muttered and took Miller's offered hand.
Miller snorted and helped him up, Harry called his sword to his hand and leaned on it as he looked Miller over. He was in the prime of his life and had enough experience behind him to be dangerous. There was also an amused glint in his eyes as he looked at him. The Department had been quick to pull him from the military when he started to show promise.
"Not too bad for an old man," Miller smirked.
"Ha," Harry laughed and moved back towards Severus and Dracka. "What about you two?"
Harry stopped in front of the two of them and Severus and Dracka shared a look.
"I'll be happy to cast the barrier charm if you want to duel." Harry offered with a grin and a wink. "I'm sure the vampires haven't seen a magical duel for a while."
"What do you say Severus?" Dracka questioned with a flash of his fangs.
Severus smirked and pulled himself to his feet. Harry grinned as he settled in his seat and dismissed his sword as he pulled his cherry wand. He cast a barrier charm around the two men as he leaned back on the bench seat. Bradon came to sit next to him as Severus and Dracka pulled their wards and moved back before turning.
"How did you manage that?" Bradon questioned.
"Sexual tension," Harry remarked with a wink at the other vampire.
Bradon barked a laugh as Dracka threw the first spell and Severus sneered at him as he moved to the side. Severus threw three spells in a row before skipping to the side and casting a fire lash. Dracka grinned as he hit the ground and cast a quick spell which Severus sidestepped. Then a large dog was lunging towards Severus and he quickly brought up a shield.
The dog smashed into the barrier and Severus smirked. He curved a spell around the barrier charm and Dracka yelped. Severus had just enough time to smirk before Dracka's spall smashed into his shield and brought it down. The dog lunged at him and Severus yelped as he was taken down under its weight.
"Yield," Severus gasped as the dog snarled above him.
Harry smirked and looked over a Bradon. The vampire was looking at him with an intense look in his eyes.
"What?" Harry asked with a frown.
"I hope you don't plan to hurt him?" Bradon stated, a slight redness to his eyes.
"What are you talking about?" Harry asked. "Severus?"
"Rolf," Bradon clarified.
"Why would I hurt Dracka?" Harry asked confusion as he dropped the barrier spell.
"You know how he feels about you," Bradon remarked and Harry stilled.
He looked over at the vampire with wide eyes and Bradon's own eyes widen. Both men stared at each other.
"Ah," Harry said intelligently.
"You didn't know?" Bradon whispered.
"I can be a bit thick sometimes," Harry admitted.
Harry rubbed his head as Severus and Dracka moved back, grinning at each other.
"Severus wants a rematch, he believes that I cheated." Dracka exclaimed with a leer when he got closer.
He crashed into the chair next to Harry and swung an arm around him. Severus glared down at them as he crossed his arms.
"Maybe next time we are here," Harry suggested. "We should be leaving soon."
Dracka frowned and looked over at Bradon but the man just grinned at him and moved off. Severus took his seat as Dracka leered over at him, Harry in the middle.
"I'll be back in a minute," Harry announced and grabbed up his cane and moved after the vampire. "Bradon."
The vampire turned at his name and Harry fell into step with him. They moved out of the room and towards the front doors. They stopped outside on the front lawn, with the half-moon shining down on them.
"What are you saying?" Harry asked the other man.
"He loves you," Bradon stated and Harry paled, the man wasn't talking just about friendship.
"I'm with Severus," Harry replied. "He knows that."
"And his demon knows that, Blake." Bradon pointed out. "We live a long time and so will you."
Harry looked away.
"Wizards have a long life," Bradon added. "But not as long as us."
"Yes," Harry reluctantly agreed, as he ran a hand over his face.
"We live until we are killed, we do not die of old age." Bradon reminded him. "And you can't be killed."
"Sex, blood and everything in-between," Harry muttered and Bradon gave him a leer. "Life of a vampire."
"Sometimes there is more," Bradon replied mildly. "Someone that makes you think past that. Rolf has always been that little bit different."
Harry looked up at the moon for a few minutes before focusing on the vampire beside him.
"I am Severus's lover," Harry stated with conviction. "I am his."
"He will not live forever, Blake." Bradon repeated.
Harry wrapped his arms around himself as he looked out at the cold night as he fiddled with the ring on his finger.
"I know," Harry agreed, painfully. "And the thought scares the shit out of me."
Neither man mentioned that Severus could be turned, both men knew that that could go very wrong. Severus was a wizard and he would live out a wizard's life. Harry shivered as he looked out over the grounds, he knew there would come a day when he would outlive this life and the people in it. That the world would change around him, once again.
He looked down at the ring on his finger and knew that he would hold on to what he had for as long as he could. But one day it would slip away.