warnings: Vampire Harry. eventual Slash. Hasn't been updated in years until I found this chapter on my old computer.

So I would like to finish it like it deserves,hopefully with better writing in the new chapters. And some new ideas and surprises

Coming Back

I awoke to the scents of life around me,at first nothing but a shapeless ink stain of emotions that slowly distinguished themselves as voices and emotions.

Pain,worry and the fear of those around me of those who had a heart beat,Hermione standing close scented with dust and anxiety as her heart beat not too far away, the more calm heartbeat of Ron yet still jumpy and so very human.

I could tell it was twilight,early enough that the memories of the sun still pressed into the shadows of the late enough for my senses to come back to life.

I knew I would have to face them as soon as my eyes opened,so I pretended to be asleep.

As Hermione came closer to my bed I could picture her face even with my eyes closed and something in me almost broke,yet I kept myself still and quite.

"Harry"... she whispered, and I immediately thought she was speaking to me and felt tempted to move,open my eyes, say something or maybe just shout.

Then I heard Ron say "He's not Harry anymore, marlin we lost him" he's voice harsh and rarely composed.

Don't say that Ron!" Hermione spoke in anger, but I couldn't feel any conviction behind it." Hes like Lupin now,that all" she said.

I heard Ron pacing back and forth next to the east wall."yeah, except you forget Lupin is alive and hes just as human as the rest of us,well ...except once a month."

I felt Ron shiver as he was probably remembering a very hungry Lupin from third year. "I know more about vampires then you do Ron" Hermione spoke with her usual confidence now."once he signs the Sanguine contract, he can live hes life as always, vampires are accepted in the magical society".

"They are because people are afraid" Ron said. Hermione moved away from the bed and walked up to Ron in slow steps.

"I know its hard to accept that Harry is alive and well, but not the way we pictured. But he is back Ron,Harry's back!" her voice when excited retained some of its girlishness and made me want to sigh.

I didn't need to hear Ron's answer to imagine hes face splitting into a grin,freckles turning into patches of redness that spoke of glee."Just like you said he will",I heard him anyway as they exited the room.

Finally left alone,I jumped out of my bed and looked room was small and green with one high window and a small bedside included a bathroom on the left and a big closet next to the door. I already knew the door would be locked,so instead I passed towards the bathroom. I needed a plan,I couldn't risk following what ever was decided for me.

It was too dangerous,my survival depended on making the right decisions and not following orders. The only thing I could do was buy time until I could decide what to do,now that I was back. any action would be a mistake, time was key.

Like waiting for pray in the bushes,even when your the most powerful animal in the forest. If you don't know where the pray is and where its coming from,you might as well be a harmless tree. I edged closer to the mirror and let my eyes meet the reflection.

It was familiar at least, but thats where it ended. A sharp face,feral eyes and a wild glow that seemed to envelop the person staring back at me. it wasn't so much a physical difference but a reflected inner force that wasn't new, just hidden.

It was a wild boy with grown up eyes, its was broken anguish the color of green with wild anger contained in black hair. Thankfully it was easy to subdue my own emotions and let them rest. The result of this mirror practice, was a lost helpless boy with pale skin and a touch of passivity. I was finished just in time for the voices coming towards the door, in bed but awake.

A women in white robes carrying a bottle entered,but my eyes fixed on Dumbledore and Snape who followed. The Medi witch had a very stern face expression and was careful to keep her distance from the bed, I almost laughed. " Harry dear! how are you feeling?" exclaimed Dumbledore. I turned my attention back to the head master. As hungry as I was, this was crucial," I'm okay headmaster,I don't remember much what..what happened?" my voice raspy from misuse.

" I thought you would be so kind as to tell us Potter" Snape drawled. My skin tingled at the commending voice, I was playing with more power then I thought.

I lowered my head in submission while deciding on a tactic. Sure,they knew I was a vampire but beyond that I had leverage to make anything up.

" Dear boy, this is a difficult situation as we all are aware,its important you tell us all you remember" Dumbledore was as gentle as ever.

But I noticed that the witch still holding the blood bottle far away,clever headmaster. I straightened in my bed and pretended to look far away as if trying to remember.

"I was out in Hugsmeade just walking back to the castle,when something heavy hit me" I shivered,remembering Dmitri attacking me outside of the pub.

" I woke up with tied hands inside a cave, without my wand" Snape snickered but I ignored him. "I felt very weak I think he fed while I was unconscious".

" Him? did you see your attacker?" Snape sharply asked. "Yes,he was following me all day but I only understood that later".

"Normal behavior for most vampires,stalking for pray" Dumbledore nodded in agreement. I shrugged, noticing Snape from the corner of my eye staring at me with incertitude. " I know is should have noticed but it all happened so fast"...

I raised my eyes, meeting the electric blue of the headmaster. Letting myself get lost in them,as I pictured the details of the attack in my mind. just as Dumbledore's eyes widened I broke eye contact and let my hands fumble with the sheets. "I don't even know how much time passed since then... or where am I ?"

" your In a private health facility for magical creatures" Snape said,his eyes still not leaving my face for a moment. " What for?" I couldn't help asking,"Harry as I said this isn't a simple situation for anyone" Dumbledore interfered,effectively shutting Snape up.

"we couldn't find you for five whole months and many lost hope we ever will. The only comfort was given to us through Snape who knew Voldemoret had nothing to do with your I devised a locating charm using your wand in hope it will point us in the right direction,and of course we are all very glad it did and that your safe".

Snape appeared far from comforted but this time he kept silent. "Being that your a new vampire your hunger may be dangerous to those around you unless you take the right potions" at Dumbledores words the stern with placed a dark tall glass bottle on the bedside table,before quickly moving away. At the scent of blood I indeed lost concentration.

"In a few days as the potions will settle it would be safer for all,Harry". If I wasn't hungry I would find the disappointment in Dumbledores voice interesting and maybe hurtful. Thankfully,hunger won out and I was busy drinking from the bottle as the two men left the room.

The blood wasn't right, I almost spit it out before forcing myself to swallow.

It was a potion containing blood, and it was disgusting with its metallic taste that couldn't hide it was fake blood. Still i felt some of my strength coming back to me and my head clearing.

I still needed a plan,Dumbledore was too careful to give me freedom. Once I was back in Hogwarts I could realize my plan but until then I had no choice but to play obedience.

licking my moist lips I smiled, my only fear in coming back was my own reactions. Now I knew I had the upper hand,for I didn't care.

If the price of my freedom was becoming a creature so be it,maybe just maybe the savior of the wizard world finally found something to protect him.