Vamp Love

Summary-

Harry is abused by his family, even though he told everyone they don't believe him. He is forced to act like the hero that everyone wants to destroy the Evil Dark Lord. Harry just wants to be a normal teenage boy, or as normal a teenage wizard can get. He runs away one night after his uncle rapes him. He finds someone that can help him, but he has to decide if he wants to take the big leap from human to vampire. Evil Harry, Vampires, Mates, abuse, sexual content, Rated M.

Chapter two-

Harry was laying in a field of flowers, he liked it here and didn't ever want to leave. Because here there was no abusive uncles, no headmasters that broke their promise to protect you, and no friends that don't believe you when you tell them you were rapped and abused by your uncle. 'They all need to be taught a lesson.' A voice in the back of his head said. After hearing that Harry sat up and saw that someone else was in the field with him. The guy had short midnight black hair that was spiked and had dark blue highlights, his eyes were a golden yellow and to Harry they looked like the eyes of a killer. "Who are you?" Harry asked. The guy didn't say anything he just walked closer to Harry.

"Those humans need to be taught a lesson." The guy said when he was right in front of Harry.

"What?" Harry asked scared of what was happening, a slight wind started to blow.

"That whale of an uncle, that crack pot old fool, and those good for nothing so called friends of yours." The guy said then pushed the hair that had blown into Harry's face away.

"What about them." Harry asked.

"They need to be taught a lesson, I can help." The guy said looking even more dangerous.

"How are you going to help?" Harry asked.

"Well first of all you need to wake up and run away." The guy said.

"What?" Harry asked.

"WAKE UP!!" The guy said then pushed Harry down. Harry instantly opened his eyes to see he was back in his room at the Dursely's. 'Run' came a deep voice in the back of his head. 'Grab only your wand, nothing else and run.' Harry did as the voice said. He ran to his uncles room where they kept his wand, he opened his uncles top drawer pushed the clothes away and grabbed his wooden wand then ran down stairs and out the house. He ran down the block, after an hour of running he came to a fork in the road. Which way should he go left to the next town, or right into the forest?

'Right' the voice said. And of course Harry followed the voice and ran right. When Harry couldn't run any more he stopped, he looked around trying to catch his breath. He was in the darkest part of the forest, on the tree limbs was moss. Harry was frightened a little, 'Don't be scared, rest, you will need your energy.' the voice said.

"Okay." Harry answered, not even once questioning the voice. He looked around and then started to pick up sticks from the ground and put them in a pile, he pulled out his wand intended to start a fire.

'What are you doing?' the voice asked.

"Starting a fire, it's going to get cold to night." Harry said "Is that okay?"

'Yeah that's fine, just don't use your wand, unless you want the wizard government to know where you are.' the voice said.

"No, but how else do I start a fire?" Harry asked.

'Use your magic.' The voice said.

"Okay, now you're confusing me, you just told me not to use my magic." Harry said.

'No, I told you not to use your wand, that's how they track people, there is something in the wand that alerts the government. I'll teach you how to do wandless magic, focus your energy in the palm of your hand.' The voice said.

"Okay." Harry said, he held his hand out and closed his eyes and tried to focus his energy into his palm. Soon Harry's palm felt like it was heating up.

'Good, now picture a ball of fire in your palm.' The voice said. Harry looked skeptical but closed his eyes and did so anyway. 'Good job Harry, I didn't expect you to do it on your first try.'

"What?" Harry asked, his eyes were still closed.

'Open your eyes genius.' the voice said. Harry opened his eyes and was shocked to see a softball sized fire ball in his palm. 'Now throw it onto the pile of sticks.' Harry did and he had a camp fire going.

"Thanks for teaching me that trick." Harry said.

'Your welcome.' the voice said, Harry yawned.

"What's your name?" Harry asked sleepily.

'Um, Hades.' The voice said awkwardly. 'Go to sleep. You need to rest, we have a long journey a head of us.'

"Okay." Harry said then fell into a dreamless sleep. Suddenly footsteps could be heard in the forest, Harry's eyes snapped opened to see black boots in front of his face, he looked up to see a man with moonlight pale skin, light purple eyes that looked like they had seen many wars, the man had a black trench coat on. When the man saw that Harry was looking at him he smirked to show a pearly white fang

"All right! Rise and shine, Sleeping Beauty! Come on. Hup, hup, hup!" The man said grabbing Harry by his arm and pulling him up on to his feet. He put out the fire then proceeded to drag Harry further into the forest. "You're early, I didn't expect you here until tomorrow. If I had known you were going to be early, I would have been here to meet you." The man said confusing the hell out of Harry.

"What? Who are you? Where are you taken me?" Harry asked.

"You wish to take revenge on your uncle do you not?" The man asked.

"Yes." Harry said a little scared.

"You want to give your so-called friends and headmaster a lesson they will never forget yes?" The man asked.

"Yes" Harry said wondering how this man had known all of this.

"Well first thing's first, lay there." The man said pushing Harry onto the ground, the man looked over Harry. "That won't do." The man muttered.

"Um, what won't do?" Harry asked.

"Come here, stand up." The man said pull Harry to his feet again, the man ripped Harry's shirt to make it look like he was attacked, the moved to rip Harry's pants but Harry stopped him.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! What are you doing." Harry asked moving away from the strange man.

"Relax, it's okay." the man said them moved in front of Harry before Harry could even blink, Harry's pants were ripped off of him. "You look good enough to eat, and I'm hungry." The guy said looking at Harry smiling showing his fangs again.

"Wha!" Harry said as the guy pounced on him and bit him on his left shoulder. Harry grabbed the guys back moaning in pain, who knew that having your blood sucked from your body would hurt this much. Harry felt on the verge of death when the guy stopped.

"Before we continue." The guy said and Harry watched his blood drip down the guy's chin, "I have but one question to ask you." Harry couldn't say anything, he didn't have the energy to say anything, the guy could since this, "Do you want to continue living?"

'What do I say?' Harry thought to himself.

'I can't help you with this one Harry, you must answer that question yourself.' Hades said. Harry could tell the guy was getting impatient with him, he had to decide now, gaining all the strength he could he answered the question.

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Ron was eating breakfast with his family when, his owl flew through the window with the 'Daily Prophet' tied to it's leg. Ron reached over and took the paper away from the owl and opened it not really intending to read it until the front story caught his eyes. Ron nearly chocked on his breakfast when he read the headline. "What, what is it, Ronald?" his mom asked.

"You need to hear this." Ron said nearly in tears. "The famous Harry Potter is Dead!" He said reading the Headline, that got everyone's attention, Ron continued, "A muggle camper and his friend, who just so happened to be a witch, were camping when the stumbled upon the body of Young Harry Potter. They called the muggle police as soon as they found the body, the police took the body to their lab to see if they could find the cause of death. They found that the Young Harry Potter had been rapped multiple times and had been abused since an early age, but they do not think that that was the cause of death. They say the cause of death is the big bite mark on his left shoulder, they believe it my have been caused my a wolf. We would like to know why Harry did not telly anyone he was being rapped and abused for a long time."

"Oh dear lord that poor boy." Mrs. Weasely said.

"Oh my god, why didn't we believe him?" Ron asked himself.

"Pardon?" Mr. Weasely asked.

"He told me and Hermione the day we left to come home, but we didn't believe him because Dumbledore told us that he would not allow any harm to us." Ron said as tear flowed down his cheek.

"Wait, whats this?" George asked taking the paper from Ron.

"Harry Potter's Body goes missing." Fred read gaining everyone's attention.

"Late last night after Harry's body was taken to the muggle's morgue Harry's body went missing. No one was anywhere near his body before it vanished, this reporter knew that that bite on Harry's shoulder wasn't a normal bite. Everyone is warned to look out for a walking dead Harry!" George read.

"What could this mean?" Mrs. Weasely asked.

"I don't know." Mr. Weasely said.

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Lucias was not happy, not at all. First he was woken up in the middle of the night by an old friend he hadn't seen in five years, now he had to take care of his friends son who was going through a very painful change and was screaming, and to make matter's worse the boy looked just like Harry Potter.