Harry Potter and Artemis Fowl: Evil Awakens Chapter Four
Artemis might seem a little out character at one point during this chapter, but I think you'll understand why.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or Artemis Fowl or Nike or anything. Blah blah blah.
Harry felt something blast him in the head and he fell backwards, his head severely burned. He realized, in a haze of pain, that the Neutrino had been on a high setting, the one meant for scorching your enemies to when the need arises.
Sparks jumped up to heal it. His vampire healing powers helped heal it faster.
He sat up wincing. What had he done?
He looked toward Holly, who was slumped against the trees. Sparks were zipping around her, trying to heal the damage he'd done. He realized he probably broken some of her bones too, since he'd slammed her against the tree so hard. Her uniform was stained with blood. He scrambled toward her. He must have drunk enough because he didn't feel so hungry for it. He could see the blood on her uniform and he wanted it, but he told himself to have some control.
How could he have done this to a friend? It was his fault. Artemis would beat the crap out of him.
He gently pulled her helmet off and set it on the ground so the light would shine on her. Her face was stark white and she barely had a pulse. Harry quickly took the bronze ring from the chain around his neck and cut a slit in his arm and placed it in. He hadn't done a transformation since he'd become a vampire. He didn't know if it worked anymore.
It did. He placed his hand on the wound and more sparks came faster. He knew her own magic would probably not be enough to heal her. He hoped adding his would help.
"Heal," he whispered, hoping it wasn't too late.
A little color came to Holly's face. Her pulse picked up again and she finally opened her eyes.
"H-harry," she muttered.
"Holly, I-I'm sorry," said Harry. "I mean-sorry doesn't make up for it-"
"Harry, it's okay," said Holly, weakly. "You have a lot of trouble controlling yourself. I should have brought some blood and kept my distance until you finished it."
"Holly, it's not okay!" said Harry. "How can you say that?! You could have died! All because I still can't control myself!"
"Harry, stop yelling, I have a headache," said Holly, looking like she was about to pass out. She tried to get up, her legs shaking. Harry pushed her back down gently.
"You're too weak," said Harry.
"Get something to eat, so you don't get hungry or thirsty or whatever-" Holly's voice was weak.
"I don't want to leave you," said Harry.
"You need to feed," said Holly. "You're eyes are a bit red." Her head slumped over. She was probably exhausted, despite being healed. Harry checked her pulse and it was good.
Harry did to feed. He still felt a little hungry for blood and he didn't want to lose control later on the way home. He could hear something rustling in the trees a ways off.
He found himself absentmindedly licking Holly's blood off his fingers, from when he placed his hand on the wound. He quickly stopped, feeling disgusted with himself.
Two minutes later, a young doe met an untimely demise.
He came back and tried to use his cell phone to call Artemis. He had just hit the call button when his phone died. He swore a string of profanities because he knew Artemis and the others would be wondering where he had been. It would have to wait. He picked Holly up gently and let his wings out and flew them back to Fowl Manor.
They arrived in the morning and Harry came in the house. Artemis had been up all night, waiting for them to return and he'd seen them on the security cameras. He met them in the hallway.
"Harry, what happened? You never came back and Holly went to find you-"
"I'll explain in a minute," said Harry, taking Holly to Artemis's room so she could rest.
"Why is there blood all over her neck and down her uniform?"
Harry didn't say anything but his jaw tightened. Artemis told Butler to wait outside.
Artemis grabbed Harry by his collar and slammed him against the wall. It took some effort, Harry being a bit heavier than Artemis, and Artemis (despite working out a few times a week at Butler's insistence) wasn't as strong as Harry.
"YOU ATTACKED MY GIRLFRIEND!"
"Yes," said Harry, still feeling horrible about what'd he done. "You have every right to be mad. I couldn't control myself."
"YOU COULD HAVE KILLED HER!" shouted Artemis punching him in the face. He grabbed Harry again and rammed him into small table in the corner with a glass vase. The table busted and the vase shattered. Harry lost his balance and fell against the wall. Artemis began punching him in the face. Harry didn't try to defend himself, knowing he deserved it. Artemis had every right to be angry. If anybody ever hurt Ginny, he would beat the pulp out of them and probably kill them.
There was a miniature suit of armor by the door, and it held a small pike, about two feet long. Artemis grabbed it and swung at Harry. The pike, despite being fake, was silver and still sharp enough to do damage when swung by an angry boyfriend.
The pike opened a gash on Harry face. Spark popped up and it began to heal. Harry had felt sick for a moment when the silver was touching his flesh. Artemis swung again, with surprising force, likely brought on by the adrenaline and anger. He clipped the back of Harry's knee, causing him to fall over, hitting the silver suit of armor. The spear it held as well was sharp and Harry found himself impaled on the silver spear.
"Shit," muttered Harry, feeling ill and weak. His skin started going gray.
Artemis yanked the spear through Harry's body, and dropped it on the carpet. The wound began to heal.
"I'm sorry," said Artemis, breathing hard. He helped Harry up. "The silver-I forgot-"
"Don't worry," said Harry. "I deserved it. I almost killed Holly."
Artemis ran a hand through his hair. He hadn't slept all night and looked exhausted. "I shouldn't have done that."
"I would do the same thing if it were you and Ginny," said Harry. "And I think you owed me a beat down since I tried to beat you up that time you put sleeping serum in my tea."
"That was for your own good."
"I have to get over this," said Harry. "Uallach said newborns need to feed more and have trouble controlling it, so I need to get through this. I don't know how long this 'newborn' phase lasts. I'm going to the gym for a week, maybe more, and locking myself in. I don't want anybody coming in."
"Why?" asked Artemis.
"I need to push myself to the limits of my thirst and then beyond it, learn some self control," said Harry.
"That makes sense," said Artemis. "Good idea actually."
Harry explained what he was doing to Ginny and gave her a big kiss and James a cuddle and a kiss too.
"Can't I come see you?" asked Ginny, looking sad.
"No!" said Harry. "If you come in, I could attack you. I can't take the risk of attacking anyone else. I need to learn how to control it. What if I hurt you? Or James? I'd never forgive myself."
Butler was rather unhappy to learn he'd be losing the use of his gym for a bit, but figured he could read some books he hadn't read in a while, two of which were The Notebook and Water for Elephants.
Harry took a couple of chickens into the gym with him and some grain for them to eat. The hens clucked about, not knowing what would happen sooner or later.
Harry had Artemis lock it from the outside.
Harry had plenty of time to learn how to fight his thirst. He brought a couple of books to distract himself, but he knew they'd be useless once he started going crazy with hunger for blood.
He lasted until evening before the first chicken found itself being snatched off the floor. Harry snapped its neck and drained it.
The next chicken lasted until shortly after midnight.
Harry felt he was going crazy the next day. He wanted blood so bad. He tried exercising to distract himself. He ended up beating the crap out of a punching bag and hit it so hard it fell from the chain supporting it. He slashed it to shreds with his claws.
By day three, he thought he was going crazy. Exercising did nothing to distract him. He had his phone, plugged into the wall, charged. He could call Artemis anytime and Holly would drop a couple of blood bags through the vent and Harry could drink them and be sane enough to come out. But he wouldn't break.
He smashed the cell phone against the wall.
Holly came on the fourth day, poking her head through a vent that was high up. It was too small for Harry to get through, but it was good for Holly, being an elf.
"Um, how are you doing Harry?" she asked. Harry looked up, a murderous look in his eyes. They were red.
"Holly, get away from me," Harry growled.
"I was told to bring this to you," said Holly. "You don't have to starve yourself for days straight."
She dropped a blood bag down. Harry attacked it like a wild animal. It wasn't really enough since he'd been starving for blood for the longest. It was like giving a starving person a cheeseburger and nothing more, and expecting them to suddenly be okay and not hungry.
Harry looked back up to her, his eyes still tinged with red. "Holly, why did you do that? I'm back at square one now."
"Artemis said you should have some blood every few days," said Holly. "Look you went what, three days without it already? And you didn't go busting through the wall and ravaging the chicken coop out back. And it will get easier as you go."
"Don't bring anymore until I say," said Harry. "And you should be careful, I can reach you up there you know."
"You can't get through here," said Holly. "You're too big compared to me. I'm three feet tall and much skinnier than you."
Harry leaped through the air and grabbed onto the edge of the vent hole with one hand, and grabbed her wrist with the other. Holly flinched but Harry didn't look about to eat her.
"I thought you were an inch under three feet," said Harry.
"So what if I round up?" asked Holly, a little defensively. "I need every inch I can get."
"And even if I can't get through the vent," said Harry, smiling, a little too evilly in Holly's opinion, "I could grab you and pull you out. So be careful if you decide to come back."
He dropped back down.
"You'll get another Neutrino blast in the face!" Holly called.
Holly returned every day to check on him. She was prepared to get back if he decided to leap up to her, hungry for some fairy blood. She kept her Neutrino on the extra crispy setting, just in case.
Her coming everyday actually helped, in Harry's opinion. She was high up and quick enough to get back, just in case. Every time she came to check on him, he could smell her warm blood flowing through her veins. He forced himself to breathe and smell it. He wanted an iron will of steel, so that he would never try to attack anybody again and be unable to control himself.
Holly asked him every day if he was ready to stop, but he forced himself to say no, even though his thirst for blood screamed at him to say yes.
Holly went to Artemis after one visit.
"How is he doing?" Artemis asked.
"I think he's going crazy," said Holly. "Little by little."
Six days went by and Harry had no blood and hadn't cracked. Holly came to see him in the vent, and Harry jumped toward it, ready to attack her, crazed by thirst. He could smell the blood and wanted it more than anything in the world right now. He actually felt a little weak.
Holly scooted back, quick as a flash. Harry had a hold of the edge of the vent and she could see his red eyes, crazed with thirst. He couldn't reach her and he let go and Holly heard him let out a roar of anger and frustration.
"Couldn't he starve himself to death?" Holly asked Artemis, leaving out the part of Harry trying to get to her in the vent. She didn't need Artemis to try and go to the gym and beat the crap out of Harry again.
Artemis thought. "Probably, I believe vampires can starve. It takes a while. But I don't think Harry will let himself get to that point."
The next day, Holly carefully crept through the vent once more. Harry was sitting in the boxing ring, by the ropes. He smelled Holly and then seen her poke her head through the open. He gripped the ropes, to keep himself from jumping at her.
"Are you read to stop this yet?" asked Holly.
Harry looked up at her, his red eyes burning in the dim light. "Bring me a chicken and a bag of blood," he growled.
Holly got what he wanted and had Butler snap the chicken's neck before taking it in the vent. Being a vegetarian, she hated the idea of Harry draining its blood out, and she couldn't bear to kill it herself, so she asked Butler to do it for her. She didn't need the thing clucking and trying to peck and scratch at her while she took it through.
She dropped the chicken and the blood bag down to Harry. Harry attacked the chicken like a starved lion attacking a gazelle. Holly would have thought he would have gone for the blood bag first, since it probably had more than a measly chicken. Maybe had learned some self control in these days, despite going so long without blood. She didn't know how long this "newborn" phase lasted.
She was about to go, but Harry called out to her.
"Stay, Holly, please."
Holly poked her head out.
"You are crazy," she said. "Do you enjoy punishing yourself or something? My smell must drive you mad. By blood is warm and flowing, unlike that poor chicken when I gave him to you.
"It does," said Harry, leaning against the wall. He looked up at her, his eyes less red. "I don't enjoy punishing myself. I just need to do this a little more. I'm going not going to drink the blood in the bag until tomorrow night. If I can do that, I'm ready to come out."
"Why are spending so long doing this?" asked Holly. "It's been days."
"I have to make sure I'm controlled enough, so that what I did to you doesn't happen again, to anyone," said Harry, his voice hoarse. "If I did that to Ginny or James, I don't know what I'd do. I'd throw myself off a cliff, jump into a volcano with a silver stake in my heart, anything to kill myself."
Holly was silent. She knew if she was a vampire, she'd do the same thing, so she wouldn't hurt Artemis, or anybody else.
"Harry, how come I'm not a vampire?" asked Holly, resting her cheek near the edge. She figured she would distract him with talk.
Harry sounded confused. "Why would you be a vampire?"
"You bit me."
"I didn't inject you," said Harry. "If I wanted to turn somebody, a poison comes from my fangs and would go into you. Do you know I can mesmerize you now?"
"Really?"
"Yeah," Harry replied. "When you're a vampire, it's weird. It's like-after awhile you just know the powers you have."
"Like instinct?" asked Holly.
"Yeah."
They both fell silent after that.
Holly left later and came back the next afternoon, tired, having spent the morning chasing after a group of goblins that tried to rob Spud's Spud Emporium. One of the goblins was the same one Holly had arrested years ago, who had tattoos on his eyeballs, one of them being "Duddy." Apparently the tattooist didn't know how to spell. Now he was back in jail.
Holly talked to Harry, who was miserable but had resisted the blood bag still. Holly told him she was proud of him and so was everyone in the house, although Ginny and James missed him most.
Holly actually fell asleep in the vent, her cheek resting against the floor of it.
Harry stood up and looked upwards. Holly was silent and not moving. Was she sleeping?
He lightly jumped up and grabbed a hold of the edge and braced his feet on the wall. Holly was fast asleep.
He felt like he was in better control of himself. Holly's hand was near the edge and he allowed himself to sniff her wrist. He inhaled the scent of the warm blood that he knew was flowing through her veins. He stopped sniffing her, thinking it would be weird if Holly woke up and seen him smelling her.
He poked her face. "Holly, wake up."
Holly moaned a little and opened her eyes. She jumped seeing Harry's red eyes about four inches from her face.
"Self control is getting easier," said Harry.
Holly took a deep breath. "You scared the shit out of me."
Harry smiled. "I haven't touched the blood bag, and I'm not slurping up your blood right now, so I'm getting better."
"Good," said Holly. "It's night now, so drink your bag of blood."
Harry did and Holly unlocked the gym doors and let Harry out.
Everybody was glad Harry was done with his stint in the gym.
"So now, when if I get a little too hungry, I won't have to be so worried if you're around," said Harry, snuggling up to Ginny that night.
Juliet had been in America for a few months, on tour with her wrestling group and Butler had an idea for a prank to play on Juliet.
"She left an exploding prank can of shaving cream in my medicine cabinet," said Butler. "Let's just scare her a little."
Harry didn't drink any blood for two days, so his eyes were pretty red. He was elated that he was in control now.
Juliet came home and it was just Butler and Artemis.
"Where is everyone?" asked Juliet, hugging her big brother and Artemis.
"Well, Mum and Dad are in London, at a conference, and everyone else went to town to get stuff for dinner tonight," said Artemis, keeping his face straight. "They didn't think you'd be back until later."
"Meet us in the kitchen," said Butler, making his face look a little sad. "We have to discuss something."
Juliet nodded and went to dump her bags in her room, wondering what they wanted to talk about. She opened the door and dragged her suitcase in and shut the door, intending to get changed.
Harry jumped out of the closet and landed lithely on the bed.
Meanwhile, Artemis and Butler tiptoed upstairs, to hear when the screaming started.
In the room, Juliet jumped. "Harry! What are you doing? Were you going to watch me undress!? You dirty dog! Wait until tell your wife!"
"I couldn't care less about that," Harry snarled, crouching on the bed.
Juliet looked at him. "You're eyes are red!"
"Tell me something I don't know," growled Harry. "Did Artemis and Butler tell you they want to discuss something?"
Juliet stared at him. "How do you know?"
Harry snorted. "Let me tell you. I went missing. They don't know where I am or that I'm here now. I was turned into a vampire. And I need blood."
Juliet gave a laugh, although slightly nervous. "Those are just contacts, I bet. Very funny trick."
"Is this a trick?" Harry held his mouth, and let Juliet see his fangs grow.
Juliet froze.
Harry attacked.
He intended to just jump on her for a second and then back away and tell her it was joke, but Juliet wasn't called one of the best wrestlers and fighters in the world for nothing. Before Harry knew what hit him, and before he could regret playing this prank, he was flying through the door of her room. As he landed amongst the splintered wood of what was once her door, he looked up and sure enough, Juliet came flying through the remains.
In the next few seconds, Harry couldn't tell exactly what was happening. He felt himself get flipped a few times, and felt something (Juliet's elbow most likely) hit him in chest. If he needed to breathe, he would have had the breath knocked from him, but it just hurt. He tried to fight a little, but held back, not wanting to hurt Juliet. Next thing he knew he was flying over the railing.
He landed flat on his back and felt his spine snap. He yelled in pain and heard Artemis and Butler yelling at Juliet to calm down.
"STOP! Calm down!"
"It was just a joke!"
Myles and Beckett were paralyzed with laughter on the floor, not realizing how badly Juliet had hurt him. If Harry was nothing more than a human, he'd probably be dead. Ron and Snape were clutching their sides and Artemis's parents were giggling. Hermione was holding her tiny belly, laughing.
"What?" Juliet sounded panicked. "He told me he was a vampire and attacked me! He sprouted fangs!"
"We were all in on it!"
"Harry is a vampire, but he wasn't going to attack you!"
"What? He's not a vampire."
"You broke my spine!" Harry yelled.
Juliet came running down the stairs. "I'm sorry! I thought you were a vampire and I-"
"I am a vampire!" shouted Harry. Juliet leaned over him and Harry showed her his fangs. "But I wasn't going to really kill you! I didn't think you'd flip out like that."
"Sorry, Harry," said Butler. "I didn't even think Juliet would really think you were a vampire. I thought she would just get a little scared."
Artemis explained to Juliet how Harry had been turned into a vampire.
Harry spine healed itself up and Juliet was apologizing profusely.
"It's not your fault," said Harry. "Sorry about your door."
"So you really drink blood?" asked Juliet, following Harry into his bedroom.
"Yeah, in blood bags," said Harry, getting one from the bedside table. "Or animals."
Juliet sighed. "Nothing should surprise me anymore. Ron will come home one day as a werewolf, howling at the moon, and Snape will run into a balverine or something." Juliet looked around the room. "Where's your coffin?"
"What?"
"Where's your coffin? You know, the taffeta or silk lined coffin that you should be sleeping in?"
Harry gave her a dirty look. "I don't sleep in a coffin! I guess you expected piles of skulls and cobwebs in the corner or something?"
Juliet giggled. "Well, I better get something to cover the doorway, until the door gets fixed."
Juliet was happy to be home and eager to get to the gym to spar with her brother and Harry. Harry was getting used to his vampire strength, and with Butlers training, he was actually able to flip Juliet finally.
Juliet wasn't too happy. "I liked it better when you just had the claws and wings, and still couldn't flip me."
"I'm getting used to my vampire strength," said Harry. He still just simply couldn't flip Butler. Butler was too big and had been fighting since before Harry was born.
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Uallach had just finished off a couple of people for dinner and was wandering through the city, thinking she needed some new clothes.
It was night time so the shops were closed.
Perfect.
Uallach broke the windows of a large mall and slipped in. The alarms went off as soon as the glass was busted. A security guard nearby came to investigate. A minute later, he was dead on the floor, drained.
Uallach skipped to the nearest store, covered with the roll down chain link door. Uallach busted through and found herself in a Nike store.
She took off her jacket and pulled off her clothes and left them in a heap. She selected some panties, a bra and put them on, plus a nice black shirt with the Nike symbol on it. She selected a pair of black pants and some hair elastics from near the register. She took the jacket Harry had given her and put it back on, then left the way she came.
She was long gone before the police arrived.
She decided to go back to Fowl manor, and see about the other people that lived there.
A couple of days later, she was creeping around the manor grounds, hidden in the bushes.
Harry, Butler and Juliet were leaving a building, laughing and joking with each other. Uallach sucked in a breath. She had killed him! A silver arrow through the heart!
She tapped her lips, angry and thoughtful. She had thought it would kill him. He was a vampire created by another, so it should have made him die. Maybe he did need to be torn to pieces and burned, like spell created vampires.
Somebody must have found him, or maybe the effects wore off. If somebody stabbed a stake through her heart, the effects would wear off after a bit and she would wake up and pull it out, no harm done.
The trio went to the front door and Artemis typed in the code on a pad. It looked pretty long, judging by the way his fingers tapped several buttons.
Uallach snorted; like that would keep her out.
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