"Damn it!" Tom snarled angrily as he smashed items in rage "Damn it all to hell!"
"My Lord?" Lucius asked cautiously as he stood by the doorway of the cells.
"Lucius" Tom snarled out angrily "Why was I not told that the vampires could apparate out of my wards?"
Lucius paled "W-We thought that you already knew, My Lord"
"CRUCIO!"
Lucius flinched as he was put under the torture curse, and tried his best not to scream out in pain, but that only seemed to make the Dark Lord angrier as he cancelled the spell. Lucius silently breathed out a sigh of relief.
"Do you think me to be a fool Lucius?" The Dark Lord snarled out.
"No, my Lord, never. If I may, my Lord, I was wondering what has troubled you so?"
"My precious horcrux" Tom started through clenched teeth "The only person on this earth who could kill me, has been bitten and taken away by a vampire that I have been keeping"
"Have they drank each other's blood yet?" Lucius asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes! They have! That idiotic vampire made sure that my precious horcrux took more than one gulp" Tom stated, angrily, and Lucius put on a thoughtful face.
"Did Pot-" At the glare from Tom, he corrected himself "Did Harry seem to enjoy it? Was he moaning?"
"Lucius" Tom glared at him "What is the meaning of all these worthless questions? Yes, he did enjoy it, as far as I can tell, and he was moaning. He wouldn't let go of the vampire's wrist" Tom scowled
"Then it seems as if they have already created a bond between them"
"What sort of bond?" Tom asked with narrowed eyes.
"The type of bond that, if left alone, can become permanent. If they did indeed drink from each other's blood, and if they both enjoyed it, then it could be seen as an intimate action between them that mates share, and mates have two types of roles in their relationship; dominant and submissive. The dominant is the controlling one, providing and hunting for the submissive, while the submissive's job is to do whatever the dominant tells them to and make them happy." Lucius finished, and Tom clenched his fists.
"So my horcrux be his slave?" He hissed, and Lucius flinched at the rage in the tone.
"Ah- you see, my Lord, since he wasn't technically turned as far as we know, then right now Harry just feels a strong urge to please the vampire. The vampire, once Harry is turned, will be his mentor, and if left alone can turn into someone more important in his life." Lucius explained, and Tom clenched his jaw.
"That will not happen"
However, just as he said that, he felt a sharp pain in the side of his neck and a sort of pleasure that definitely didn't come from him, so it must have come from his precious horcrux.
No...
He will not allow his precious horcrux to be treated like a slave for the rest of his life by some idiotic vampire who doesn't know what he's doing.
"Lucius" Tom hissed out "It's happening. I feel my horcrux' s pain, the vampire has bitten him."
"Don't worry, my little horcrux. I will come for you"
"Ah!" Harry screamed out in ecstasy as the vampire bit into his neck, his fangs sinking deep into his neck as he drank Harry's blood greedily.
The vampire drew his fangs out from Harry's neck only to whisper breathlessly "Derrick, my name is Derrick Princeton"
He sunk his fangs back into Harry's neck, and Harry gasped in pleasure.
"D-Derrick" Harry moaned, and tilted his head to give the vampire more access as he continued to drink from him.
It was a wonderful feeling; having a vampire drink from you. Knowing that you are providing them with strength. With each gulp that Derrick took from his blood, Harry saw that all the cuts, scrapes, burns, and whips that Derrick had disappeared. So Harry continued to allow him to drink until everything disappeared and Harry was left staring at pale, beautiful skin as he started to feel dizzy, but he never said nor did anything to tell Derrick, wanting to feel more of the pleasurable sensation.
As Harry went limp in his arms, Derrick pulled away with a concerned look on his face.
"Harry? Are you alright?"
"Huh?" Harry snapped out of his trance-like state "Yeah, m'fine" He slurred out his words a bit, and Derrick frowned.
"I took too much from you. Why didn't you say anything, little one? I'll gladly stop anytime you feel sick or light-headed."
"Didn't wanna" Harry slurred, and Derrick frowned again.
"But why? Why would you keep on hurting yourself?"
"You were getting... better" He slurred out.
Derrick looked shocked. Then, he smiled at Harry so tenderly and softly that Harry found himself lost in those eyes as they looked at him with love.
"You are so precious" Derrick whispered softly, and moved to stand in front of Harry, cupping his cheeks "You are perfect for me"
Harry gave a weak smile to the vampire, and Derrick smiled back softly.
Then, Derrick closed the gap between them by pressing their lips together softly. Derrick's kiss was filled with passion, desire, and moved their mouths together quickly, skillfully, effortlessly.
He pulled back, and Harry whined softly in his throat from the loss. However, Derrick just chuckled, and slit his wrist with his long fingernail.
"Drink, little one" He said, watching Harry fondly as the small boy immediately lunged for his wrist, after an encouraging nod from Derrick, and started drinking greedily.
"Keep on drinking, little one. You need to regain your strength" Derrick whispered softly as the hand that Harry wasn't drinking from rose up to card through his hair. He heard Harry let out a sigh of relief, and moan afterwards.
"That's it, Harry" Derrick cooed to him, encouraging him, and Harry closed his eyes in happiness as he took a couple more mouthfuls.
As Harry pulled away, Derrick wiped the blood from the corner of Harry's mouth by licking it, and Harry blushed a bright red as Derrick pecked his lips.
Derrick chuckled "You seem so innocent, but yet the noises you make..."
Harry blushed a brighter red.
"Stop that" Harry mumbled, and buried his face in the crook of Derrick's neck, embarrassed.
"You have no reason to be shy, little one. Now, I think it's time that introductions are in order."
Harry looked up at him with confused eyes, and Derrick chuckled.
"I want you to meet my family"
Harry's eyes widened.
"Y-Your family?" He choked out in a high-pitched voice, and Derrick chuckled again.
"Yes, my family. If you are going to be bonded to me you need to meet them sometime"
"But now? I only just got here- Ah!" Harry got interrupted as a flash of searing white-hot pain coursed through his forehead. He fell to the floor, clutching his forehead in pain, vaguely aware of hands shaking him.
'Come to me... my little ssserpent...' Harry heard a voice whisper in his head gently 'You don't belong there... you're not one of them... you belong with me... you're mine'