Tears of Vampires

Chapter 4: Fuck the Old Bastard is here

Warning and Disclaimer are in the first chapter you JACKS!

BDL: there. Done, finally. Now I can get those two jerks off my fucking ass.

Banging on the door informs BDL that they wanted in.

Harry: open the bloody door or where going to knock it down. Draco get the axe ready.

Draco: sure thing Harry.

BDL: Hold it! I just finished you ASSHOLES!

Harry and Draco: OH!

BDL sighs as she lets them in.

BDL: dumbassess. Read!

I would like to take the time to answer some questions and thank some people. Let's start.

Jessyka: thank you for your concern on the draining of people. But I have a love for vampires that I like the idea of a vampire draining people. It's a thing I have.

Selua: your answer is below. So enjoy.

Katy999: I love to leave people on cliffies so Nah.

Mame: thank you so much. I love it when you review. You're the best.

Moonlight: thank you for the review. There will be a lot that happens to Petunia. So don't worry.

Lady Phoenix Gryffindor: damn what a long name. Anyway, I know my story is different. It's why I wrote it. And thank you for the review.

Shizu: thank you for your review. It helps me write you know.

Ut: thank you for your concern. It's just that one person who beta reads my stuff takes a bit too long because she not only reads my stuff but others as well. So I get impatient and put it up sometimes and fix it later. I will inform you guys when I put revised chapters.

Myk: your first question was 'If they already have a Potions Master, then how will Sev tech? Will he tech something else, like Defense, or will they kill the current Potions teacher for Sev.' The answer to that is simple. It's in one of the other chapters. The old Potions Master is leaving. So Sev's taking his place and the old Potions Master isn't going to die. Yet. 2nd question was 'Oh, and what about Dumbledore? Will the manipulative, old bastard be looking for Harry?' the answer to this is in the chapter below. It may take awhile to get to but it's there. 3rd question was 'When is Harry going to be turned?' the answer to that is after the trail for Vernon and Dudley. I didn't forget about them. Which will be in the next chapter or the one after? Goddamn it! You asked too many fucking questions. But anyways I don't care. Anyways, so enjoy the story and review more buddy. It helps me a lot.

Lucius Sikilmituile: what a name dude. Weird and coolers. I like. Anyway, thank you for your reviews. I will keep writing for you guys.

Arianna Moonraven: ok I will answer your questions trying not to give away a lot of stuff. 1st question was 'What will Harry's reaction to Sev's nature be?' understanding at the moment. I can't give out more for that one. 2nd question was 'Will Harry turn from Albus and be apart of Sev's life now?' to answer that I suggest you read this chapter my dear. And do review. I like the feed back from my reviewers.

/Thoughts/

/Telepathy/

/Oh my GOD/ Was all Harry could think.

It was strange but the Shaman looked were exactly like his mother. The flaming red hair, her emerald eyes but there was one thing. The woman was paler than Sev. She was so white that her skin was translucent. All of her veins were showing. But the beauty was the same. She also held a small crystal ball that shined a bit and then went into a gray cloud that floated in the ball.

"Hello, my dear great, great, great... I think it was fourteen greats. But hello my grandson." She smiled at him. Perfect white teeth showed. "I have been watching my family for a very long time. And they had married too many damn muggles for there own good. But it seemed that your mother was lucky." The Shaman sighed as she rolled the ball in her hands. "She had such potential. And then Tom Riddle threw it all away.

"Well, at least she married a wizard or I would've had to step in here. And then my greatest joy was that she had you." Another sigh escaped the pale woman and the ball was now rolling around her wrist of its own accord. "You have so much magic in you that it would be a waste to continue sending you to Hogwarts. AH, don't saw a word. I know you love it there. I did too when they built it and I was a teacher there. But I could teach you so much more than that 'Dumbledore'." The woman moved around and sat on the end of the bed. She placed the crystal ball on the bed. "But I have lived two hundred more years than he."

The teen watched the carbon copy of his mother. It was like looking in one of the pictures in his photo album. Her beauty was something he could never forget. Her sharp face, her straight nose and delicate body that was strong no matter how weak it seemed to look. He moved from the table he sat on and moved to sit on the bed with the old woman that looked no more than twenty.

"Why do you care so much for our family?" Harry's voice was small and soft. He stared at the ball that was rolling around in a circle on the bed.

The Shaman smiled at her grandson. She reached out a pale hand and put it on his head and let it sit there. "Do you remember what Mr. Riddle told you in your first year? And I quote, 'There is no good or evil. There is only power.' Do you remember that?" she smiled more when he nodded. "Well, he's only half right. There is no good or evil. Because a good person still does bad things behind close doors so others don't watch." Her emerald eyes bore into his. "Well, my Grandson, power is much greater with family. He didn't know or realize this. He could've found other family members to help in his power quest. But since he is an idiot he didn't get it."

Harry laughed at this and relaxed more when his grandmother took her hand off his head. He watched the ball move into the woman's lap. "But why do you want us strong? You should be a lot stronger than he is now."

"I am not as strong as you think my dear. My old age is catching up slowly. And I have yet to release the magic in your aunt." The Shaman smiled at him when he dropped his mouth. She looked at the ball in her lap glow again.

"Aunt Petunia has magic."

"Yes she does my dear." She turned her whole body towards him. "But she wasn't as strong as your mother to release it. That is why I'm going to do it and teach her myself. With you if you wish to stay." The old mother copy grinned when she saw him try and make his decision. The ball resumed its gray cloud.

"How much will I learn?" the Beauty asked his grandmother.

"A lot more than that old man will ever teach you." The Shaman placed a hand on his and picked it up. "Not only will you learn the Unforgivables but you also learn how to strengthen your own defenses on the Imperius and resists Cruciatus. That isn't all; I will also teach you spells to corrupt the mind. Make people bend to your will or even make them do things that they won't even remember doing and they get left for the blame. I can tech you how to Apparate. Also the regular stuff you will learn in school and more. I know some of these sounds harsh. But it's far better to know this and use it on people who deserve it. And Severus will teach you your potions. You won't miss anything from your school other than your friends. And there are plenty of people in this castle. Just don't be shy." She kissed the top of his head.

Harry couldn't resist it anymore and threw his arms around her. The crystal ball fell to the floor as he cried hard and wished it were his real mother. The Shaman just held her grandson close.

"I'm not your mother. I can't replace her but I can give you something. I have spells that will let you talk to people's souls that are long gone." She smiled when he looked up. "Yes, but I must train you first. But I know you would feel more comfortable at school so I'll let you borrow the book but you must not show it to anyone." She started to leave but couldn't since Harry still held her tight.

"Teach me. Please grandmother." His voice was corked due to the crying.

"If that's what you want?"

Beauty nod's his head as an answer.

"I hear Severus calls you Beauty. Your mother called you that because you are a beautiful person inside and out." She smiled and stood up. She kissed the top of his head again and leaned down to pick up her crystal ball. She left trough the door.

Harry sighed and wiped his tears away. He laid back on the bed sighing to himself.

/I want to stay here with them. I know my friends will worry but… I want this and that old man isn't going to stop me/ he thought and rolled over and called a house for more food. It was hard not to be tempted by the fact that he could eat a lot now. But he had a feeling that he wouldn't be able to keep it down. The reason to order more food was behind this. After ordering the food he went to the bathroom to vomit. It wasn't something he really likes but the effects of being starved were starting to act up on him.

Severus walked down the hall with Zack by his side. They felt good and full of blood. But now they wanted food. They stopped in front of Zack's room.

"Do you want to clean up before you see Beauty? Or are you just going to go there with blood all over your face." The teenage vampire smiled as the older vampire followed her into her room.

"I still haven't told him yet. What should I do? Most of the young vampires, such as your self, sleep late into the night sometimes and can't stay up like my parents and I at times. And you still can walk in the sun." He looked downcast.

"Tell him the truth. It will only hurt more if you don't." She pointed her finger at him and walked over to the shower. She stripped her clothes and walked into the shower as Severus washed his face in the sink.

"You are right my dear."

They both looked over at the door. There stood the Shaman woman with her hood over her head, crystal ball in her hands.

"Oh, goody, it's the Shaman. What do you want old woman?" Zack said sarcastically.

"I'm not here for your amusement child. I merely wanted to talk to the prince." She pulled her hood down to look him straight into his eyes. The crystal ball started to shine once more. "You must tell him what you are or I will. There are no ifs, ands or buts about it child. I do not want to see my fourteenth great grandson to be hurt by a self-conscious vampire who can't tell the one he loves the truth. Do I make myself clear Severus Snape?" Her green eyes where hard and full of cold cruelty.

/Who does she think she is/

/Someone who's a lot older, wiser and smarter than you my dear prince. Now go tell my grandson what and who you are/ her thoughts where loud and unwavering. Her command was followed as the vampire prince finished cleaning up and walking to the door with the Shaman following him.

/Your powers don't work on me old woman. So put that ball away. It's too bloody bright/ Severus told her as they left.

"It acts on it own accord my lord. You should know this by now. Or has your mother kept you in the dark." The Shaman told the prince as he glared at her and they left.

/What a bitch/ Zack thought as she continued to wash her hair.

/I heard that child/

Zack slipped on the tile of the shower and fell on her ass. "Oww!"

Harry ate peacefully again after he cleaned himself. But he wanted Sev back to comfort him. He needed the older man to hold him close. He sighed, as he knew that Sev had left to, quote, unquote, feed. It was weird to Harry that the older man had told him this when he could've ordered something from the house elves.

/How nerve racking and ridiculous. Why am I waiting for a man to return? Ugh. My life is a total disaster/ he thought as he stuffed another pasty down his throat. He leaned back in his chair and sighed. /I can never get away from trouble. It follows me like a dog following its master. Argh. When is he coming back so I can vent/

Then a knock on the door told him that someone was coming in. He looked up from the table he sat by and saw Sev come in with his grandmother.

"Here Harry. Severus needs to tell you something. I need to make arrangements with the King and Queen." The Shaman woman smiled at her grandson and left.

"Uh, she was right about me needing to tell you something. Can you come and sit over here Beauty." Sev smiled as Harry stood up and sat on the bed next to him.

Harry was blushing at the strange nickname from the older man.

"I can't hide this from you. Not long anyway. Cause about more than three fourths of this castle is filled with them." He took the human's hands and looked into those soft emerald eyes.

Harry tried not to look like he was worried. But he was, it wasn't cause of what Sev said but his heart started to act strange. It was a warm and good feeling. It was love as he looked into those deep black eyes he couldn't see the emotion that was in them. For they had turned into black depths that looked trough his soul. He waited patiently for his answer.

"I'm the Prince of the Vampire Clan Snipers. My full name is Severus Snape and I am a vampire." His voice was soft and cautious. He looked away from those green emerald eyes so he wouldn't have to face the rejection he knew was coming.

Harry just stared at the older man. /Does he really think that something like that is going to surprise me much? Christ, people think I'm so ignorant. Assholes/ he thought as he waited for Severus to look him in the face again.

The teen waited for at least five minutes until he finally decided to break the silence. "Do you really think that is going to surprise me in anyway, shape, or form?" he raised a black eyebrow at the vampire.

Severus looked at the human teenager and saw a smile on his Beauty's face.

"I have a werewolf for a friend, my godfather is on the run from the Ministry, and I have another friend who was born half goddess but was killed because of her powers. And another friend who is a vampire from the Logon clan." He grinned at the shock face in front of him. "And you really think you could keep something like this from me?"

The vampire blinked a couple of times. "No."

Harry shook his head and was about to get up. When a pair of strong arms wrapped themselves around his waist and brought him down into a comfortable position on Sev's lap. His back was touching the firm chest.

"And I don't think your ignorant my Beauty." Severus breathed into Harry's ear.

Now Harry was pretty upset by this turn of event. Not so much as being put into a man's lap but that the vampire had invaded his mind.

"You ever do that again and I'll never ever forgive you." The human turned to face Severus. "I don't like it when others are in 'MY' head!" he yelled at the vampire. It totally went over his head that their faces were inches apart.

"I'm sorry."

Harry stopped trying to get out of the prince's lap and looked at him. He was regretting his actions towards the vampire. The vampire looked sad, very sad and his eyes were filled with sorrow.

"No, it's not your fault. It's just that."

"That Voldemort was messing with your head, right." He smiled and tightened his grip on the smaller waist. "I'll never do it again. Ok, Beauty." He smiled when those green eyes looked at him with nothing in them. "Is there something wrong?" he asked a little concerned.

Harry blinked and shook his head. He turned back around and leaned into the embrace. "No, I was just a little surprise at the look on your face."

Severus leaned against the headboard of the bed with Harry still in his lap. And they sat there happy and content.

Severus' mother told Petunia that everything with Harry was ok. But it was still unsettling that she had not seen her nephew all day. She paced the room with no means to an end. She even didn't notice the person that popped up until they said hello.

"Hello."

She looked up and tripped over herself back words. It was a woman in a cloak.

"Oh, I'm so sorry my granddaughter." The woman pulled down the hood and showed her face. "I did not mean to scare you. Now don't scream. Your nephew was pretty good at not doing that." The Shaman woman tilted her head to the side looked like she was in thought as the ball in her hand started to roll over her wrist once more.

"Lily?"

The Shaman woman looked up and giggled. "No, my dear. I am not your elder sister. But the genes are pretty remarkable at that they had made a carbon copy of me in the thirtieth generation." She smiled at her granddaughter.

"Wait, what do you mean and did you call me granddaughter?" the horse like woman asked.

The Shaman woman sat on a chair next to a round table. She waved her granddaughter over to sit in the chair in front of her. The old woman place the crystal ball on the table and it rolled around in a circle. She told Petunia all of what she told Harry but a bit more than that.

"You got your sister's diary? You did get it, did you not?"

"Yes."

"Well, I had asked your parents to do that for me. They knew me and I had protected them during the war." The old woman sighed. "I knew there was never any real hatred between you and your sister. So I wanted to show how much you meant to her and let you bray all that hatred for her." She took the thin hands in hers. "I see a lot of her in Harry. And he has a lot of magical potential that I can't have him leave the castle. And you too have magic."

Petunia's eyes bugged out. "Are you telling me the truth? I have magic?"

The Shaman woman laughed lightly at her granddaughter's surprise. "Yes, except you couldn't release it like your sister had. I can release it for you and teach how to use it without a wand as I will be teaching Harry. We will be strong as a family. And if you wish to be changed into a vampire as I see it in your eyes from all the stories you read from your sister's stuff. That can be arranged with the King or Queen so you can walk in the sun."

Petunia's eyes lit up even more and asked in an excited voice. "Will, I really be a witch like my sister and a vampire too!"

A nod and the horse like woman got up and went to the other side of the table and hugged her great grandmother. The ball stopped on turned a light blue color.

"Thank you."

"You're more than welcome anything to repay my family. Since Harry has already decided to stay you won't be so alone. But finding someone new to sleep with will be easy. Vampire sex is really good too. A lot better than mortal sex I'll tell you that." The old woman laughed as she dragged Petunia into her lap like a child. The ball stopped its blue hue and went back to its gray clouds.

"Are you a vampire?"

"Unfortunately, I am not." The Shaman sighed. "I had a terrible accident and I ended up living a lot longer than I was supposed to. But I'll tell you and Harry that story later. To tell you the truth, it was Merlin's fault." Her emerald eyes darkened as she got Petunia off her lap and stood.

"I must leave now but do relax and eat something. Ok, dear. You look like a damned stick." She smiled, pick up the crystal ball and walked out of the room.

Petunia jumped around the room like a child would do when playing with a toy plane. "I'm going to be a witch and a vampire. Yes, and I can forget about Vernon and my sorry excuse of a son." She stopped when the door opened. She didn't hear the knock and saw the man from last night. The coal eyes were questioning her.

"You seem more jubilant than last I saw you." Sirius said smiling at the woman as he walked over.

"Hello Black. No, I just found out I have a great grandmother. I think it was fourteen greats. And she said I had hidden magic powers and I can be turned into a vampire." She sat at the table with him.

"Ah, I remember that Lily and James were going to get that honor after they left the safe house. It was supposed to be a thank you gift." He smiled at the memory.

"Yeah, well, she's going to train me and Harry. Oh, the joys of a new life." They laughed at this and talked of Lily and James. The memories kept them happy until a house elf came in with food for them. They ate and talked of past, present, and future plans.

Harry felt as if life was going to freeze the moment he was in. He still was in Sev's lap leaning against that strong hard body. His feelings were fighting with his morals but he just ignored the battle in his head and let his body's feelings enjoy their pleasure they gave him.

Severus loved this moment. It was peace and magical. Life was going good for him. But something was bothering him. /What is that/ He sat up abruptly.

"Oh, shit. I forgot!" the vampire exclaimed. "I'm teaching Potions at Hogwarts. Fucking hell. I forgot I was supposed to meet with that bloody Potions Master John Marxian. Ugh, I'm supposed to meet him in five minutes. Ah, shit." He reluctantly moved Harry off his lap.

"Why the fuck do you have to see that fucker now? Can't you do that tomorrow?" the human crossed his arms.

Severus smiled at the teen. /I think I got him/ he thought as he brought his face eye level with Harry's. "Because my father will kill me if I don't do it today. Anyway it's still early."

Harry looked at the grandfather clock. It read four twenty one. "It's not early. It's mid afternoon." He huffed at missing the warmth badly.

Severus moved his face close to the raven-haired teen. "I think it'll only take about half an hour. So stop acting like someone who was just denied sex, k." He smiled at the shock face and kissed the tip of Harry's nose. "I promise I won't be long." With that said he turned on his heel and left.

/Did that just happen or am I dreaming/ the human thought as he laid down on the bed. He stared up at the black ceiling. /Yup, that did just happen/

Severus smiled as he walked down the hall. He had just kissed Beauty on the nose. How cute, right. /The boy seems not to know that he is gay. I'll give him that; one could be naïve about their sexuality. I'll make sure that he won't feel insecure about it/ he thought as he came to a large oak door five doors away from his bedchamber.

As the vampire entered the room there stood not only the Potions Master of Hogwarts but the Hogwarts Headmaster himself, Albus Dumbledore.

/Ah, Shit/

"Good evening Young Prince Severus. I hope you are ready for this year." Dumbledore said as he walked over to the vampire and shook his hand.

/Mother/

/What is it my son that has you yelling me out in your mind/ the prince's mother answered back annoyed.

/Well, Albus Dumbledore is here with the Potions Master. Come now or I might lose my Beauty forever/ Severus was urgent in his called to his mother.

/Fucking Bloody Hell/ his mother yelled back.

"Well, my young Prince. Shall we start and then we can get to the business on why I'm here." The old man waved a hand over to the table that had stacks of paper, Severus thought that the Potions Master had brought.

They had started on the curriculum when Severus' mother came into the room.

"My son I need to speak with. Oh, my dear, Albus. I did not know you where coming with the Potions Master. If I'd known then you I could have had dinner arrangements made." The Queen was putting so much reserve in her voice.

The old man smiled at the Vampire Queen. "Yes, I am very sorry for not informing you before. But it seems I have lost a certain group of people yesterday. I was hoping that you could help us find them." His voice was more like a command.

Severus was talking with the Potions Master but listening to the two talking. He knew whom the old wizard was talking about.

"Well, I hope we can help you in anyway possible." The old vampire smiled. /This old man is really getting on my nerves. This is going to be hard/ she thought as the old headmaster continued.

"The people I'm looking for are Harry Potter and his relatives the Dursleys."

Harry: wow! That was good. But did you really have to make me so naïve?

BDL ponders as she types the next chapter.

BDL: well, uh. Yes. I did.

Draco comes up with the axe.

Draco: you took so fucking long you bitch.

BDL: SORRY, SORRY!

BDL moves out of the way when the axe comes down.

BDL: HEY! I'm workin here. Unless you want me to stop?

Harry and Draco both looked at each other and then huffed.

Harry and Draco: Fine!

(A/N): Please Review!