"He's not," Voldemort told Snape. The vampire looked up at him and blinked in confusion. How would he know, Snape wondered as he watched the Dark Lord stand up and move around his desk towards him, with a smile on his face.

"He's not?" the potion master asked with hope in his voice. "How do you know?" He could just about live with what he's done to his nephew but if Harry was his son he might as well hand himself to the Council now.

"Well, let's just say the day I was reborn, I used Harry's blood and I would have noticed if he was half vampire, wouldn't I?"

"I guess so but for my peace of mind, can we do a test?"

Voldemort smiled and leaned down over him, Snape hated it when he smiled.

"Hold out your arm."

"W…What?" the dark Lord just looked at him. The potion master held out his arm to him.

Pulling out his wand Voldemort wrapped his long fingers around the stick and held it over vampire's arm and whispered a few words. It stung as wispy lines emerged from his arm and started to form a tree. Snape watched as each branch formed and names grew like flowers, before it's stopped. "I would say that is right, wouldn't you?" the Dark Lord grinned.

Severus looked at the lines. Where he saw his and Lilly's name connected as brother and sister next to Lilly, on her side, was James Potter showing they were married and dead; under their names and nestled between them was Harry James Potter but under his names were two sets of dates: from his date of birth and to his death, when Snape poisoned him with the vampire blood. The other date underneath was a new birth date which was the same day as when he died.

Another wave of guilt hit Snape in the face. Harry is now a vampire. He looked up at the amused Dark Lord who was still smiling at him, "Now see you. You don't have to worry about that, now do you? I want you to go back to Dumbledore and tell him that I know nothing about Harry going missing or of Draco's absence," he ordered.

"I… I will my Lord," He agreed. He stood up and turned to the door

"And Severus, you will find a way for me to hear my future consort's voice."

Snape looked at him with wide eyes but never said anything. He just nodded and slipped out of the room.

He closed his eyes, let out a rattled breath and opened them. He was face to face with Draco. The teen smiled at him. "Hello Godfather," the blonde said as he looked him up and down

"Draco, what are you doing up and about? Isn't it 12am?" he asked.

Draco shrugged, "I'm on my way to bed no., I just wanted to see if you were still standing." The blonde looked up and down the hallway. "Father is very angry with you. He doesn't mind me being made a vampire. It's easy to hid that but what he doesn't like, is how you forced it upon me. Just like Harry! You and that old man really did a number on him you know. I spent hours trying to wind him up and got nothing."

"Draco stop, don't you think I feel guilt enough? I didn't want to hurt either of you. For Merlin's sakes! if that old bloody git didn't mess with my blood, I wouldn't be in this mess" he yelled. Draco nodded.

"Yes well, it's about to get messier for you." He smiled showing his fangs as he walked off swinging his hips from one side to the other, it seemed his vampire blood has settled in and mixed with the boy's Veelas side … god help everyone around him…

The next day Harry was sitting in a private room watching the healer Voldemort had called in. The man was tall, he wasn't skinny but then he wasn't as big a his uncle. He turned to face Harry with a gentle smile, "Hello Harry, my name is healer Matthew but you can just call me Matt," he told him.

His voice was cheerful but calm like he was talking to a frighten mouse, "I heard what happen to you. I know you don't want me to know but it will help me to understand the pain you're going thought and maybe I will be able to help heal you." Harry looked down at his lap and just nodded. "I see that you are a vampire, so most wounds have healed apart from your voice. A stripping Hex?" Again Harry nodded "Okay thenHarry! let's get to work."

Remus and Sirius paced in front the door where Harry and Healer were. Remus was still looking peaky but still was moving around. "What's taking them so long?" Sirius growled under his breath.

"We don't know what wounds Harry has that won't heal from the vampire bite," Remus said.

"He shouldn't have to be a vampire! That poor boy should have a choice, a chances to do what he wanted. His whole life someone has been telling him what to do and now he's the Dark Lord's Queen!" Sirius fumed. Remus placed a hand on his shoulder and pulled him close to try and calm him down just as the door opened. Both men looked around, to see Harry walk over to them and hide his face in Sirius' chest.

"Is he…alright?" Sirius asked.

"I had to resort his eyes out. Whoever did it the first time around did not do that good of a job, Harry would have gone blind in a few weeks. The vampire bites have healed badly. There will be scaring but we can sort that out with cream; there will be little scaring but much less.

I did check in case he was pregnant as due to the attack, it would have been impossible for a the fetus to develop. Thank goodness that is not the case. He will need potions to heal some internal injuries and yes, he still does have a fever from the infection in his hand. For some reason the vampire blood is having trouble getting rid of it, it must have been a bad quill." The healer elaborated.

Harry kept his face his hidden, crying more tears than he knew he had, into his godfather's chest. Remus moved closer to the healer, "What about his voice he can't go around without talking?"

"Well that is the problem: It is half scaring and half psychological. Once his mind starts to heal from the event, the scaring should start to fade. But the stripping hex was powerful, even if he got his voice back it will be damaged. For now just let him communicate in his own way. I think a mind healer would be good for him." Matt looked at Remus and frowned noticing the pale look on the wolf's face, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine. The full moon took a lot out of me," he said, running his fingers though Harry's hair.

"Do you feel like you have the flu?" he asked.

"Yes," Remus said to him not taking his eyes off Harry.

"Please let me check you out while I'm here," Matt request of him again.

Sirius looked at Remus,"Go on. You weren't been well before the full moon either." Remus nodded in agreement and followed Matt back inside the room.

Sirius sat in a chair and settled Harry on his lap. the teen looked at him with dark eyes, something about getting his eyes fixed made them even darker than before. "Cub, I know this has been stressful for you and you want to hide but are you sure that you want to do it here as the Dark Dork's Queen?" Calling him the Dark Dork made Harry smile and giggle a little and in return Sirius grinned at him too. "I thought that would make you smile," he said gently.

Harry turned his head and faced him fully, then smiled sadly before mouthing,'I want to stay.'

Sirius sided but nodded,"I understand cub."