The Purpose, Rewritten, Chapter 9 Desire

September 1, 1941

"You have pointy ears." Yaxley said as he sat down next to Seth on the train.

Orion and Ronan were also in the compartment and looked at Seth with a frown.

''So what? You are noticing it now?" Seth said, turning a page in his book.

Instead of transfiguring his ears, he had applied a two-step compulsion spell with the help of Flamel. One, the spell informed the viewer that it was a normal trait for him and the second, to forget this fact by putting it as insignificant as a detail. This would result in a rejection of information. Only a person who sought to question why he had pointy ears as an abnormal trait in him would be immune to this compulsion spell. Flamel didn't think even Dumbledore would take the time to watch this phenomenon. Anyway, he had far too many things in mind to dwell on this detail.

"…apparently." Yaxley muttered.

Abraxas passed by their compartment and his eyes fell on Seth. At the same time, Tom opened the door, walked past him, and looked at the badge on Seth's chest.

''Really. Seth, you have to come forward. The prefects have instructions to follow.'' Tom said by way of greeting.

''What? Are you a prefect too?'' wondered Yaxley.

Seth closed his book and stood up.

"Your powers of observation are amazing today." Seth replied before following Tom and winking at Abraxas who pursed his lips.

Abraxas had to follow them too, since he himself was a prefect.

"Why is Abraxas looking at you like you're going to make your breakfast?" Tom muttered as he walked towards the front of the train.

"Hn. Because it could be, if I wanted to, and he knows it now." Seth replied with a smirk.

"Really?" said Tom, who understood the implication. ''Interesting fact.''

Seth chuckled and they walked into a large compartment with the other prefects from the other years. The head boys spoke in turn, telling them their next obligations and the rules to follow or not to do.

"The 6th grade prefects are responsible for the 5th grade guard duty schedules. If you have recommendations, you do it with them. If you quarrel with anyone, you will have to deal with me. If you think for a moment that you're exempt from scrubbing the floor of the trophy room with a toothbrush, well, you're wrong." Said Oceania, the Head Girl of Slytherin.

She spoke for another twenty minutes before letting them go back to the other compartments.

The welcoming ceremony proceeded as usual. Seth received a few more comments about his ears, but he acted like nothing had changed, which resulted in several confused faces, but nothing more, and his spell was working just fine.

He showed the first years, who had been placed in Slytherin, the dorms, but it was Abraxas who explained the rules and the many innuendos for illegal things, as only they knew that the Slytherin families were almost all in those genres of transactions.

Abraxas then gave the call schedules and Seth noticed that he had placed his schedule for every night except he Saturday.

"That suits you, doesn't it?" Abraxas asked.

Seth brought his face closer to hers and Abraxas jumped.

"Of course." Seth replied before chuckling and going to sit in a chair.

Tom returned his parchment to Abraxas, laying it on his chest.

"You change mine to the same as his, Malfoy, but take the Sunday away." Tom said before going to join Seth.

OoOoO

October 31, 1941

Professor Dumbledore was showing them how to make objects or liquids disappear. He mentioned that the larger or more complex the object in question, the more difficult it would be to make it.

"Can someone tell me where these items go when they're missing?" Albus asked.

Tom raised his hand, but Seth was thinking of something else.

"Yes, Tom?"

"Around us, in fact. This spell reduces the object or liquid to a molecular state such as oxygen and carbon, among others. Therein lies the difficulty and one cannot make a living being disappear due to their molecular complexity.'' Tom answered.

Dumbledore nodded.

''Well explained. Five points for Slytherin.'' said Dumbledore.

He turned and continued talking about the various items that were on his desk. He made them disappear each in turn and the rest of the lesson was used for the students to achieve the spell.

Seth looked at the vase filled with water in front of him. He pointed his wand at the water.

"Evanesco." Seth said and the water evaporated.

Seth frowned and looked at the other students. Apart from Tom, the others had needed several attempts before succeeding. Seth looked at his vase again and pointed his wand at it.

"Evanesco." Seth repeated and the vase vanished.

"Well… that wasn't the point, but ten more points for Slytherin." Dumbledore said pointing to Seth and Tom. Tom smirked before making his vase reappear. "Already ready for your A.S.P.I.C. Mr. Riddle, I'm really impressed.'' Added the professor.

And he wasn't the only one. Several students had murmurs of amazement and some even clapped. The end of class rang, but Seth stayed behind. Tom stopped near the door when he saw that Seth wasn't following him.

''Anything bothering you, Mr. Vulken?'' Asked Dumbledore.

"Indeed, Professor. What makes one person able to do a spell and others not?'' Seth asked.

Dumbledore half-sat on his desk.

"This question has several answers, but also several other questions. One of them is that if a person has control over their mind and emotions, they will have greater control over their magic. We see it, for example, in toddlers as they perform wandless and yet so explosive magic. Casting a spell requires concentration before it becomes second nature. Most teenagers have difficulty with the magic they learn in school because of the instability of their emotions... The fact that you and Tom have a certain ease with everything you learn shows that you have control of your mind, but also, I believe, because you both have a certain background that the others don't. Does that answer your question?'' said Dumbledore.

"Partly... as you said, other factors may come into play. Good evening, Professor." Seth replied, picking up his bag and joining Tom.

''Mr. Vulken.'' Dumbledore said as Seth turned down the hallway. Seth turned around. "What you ask is covered in sixth grade. This subject is relevant with the study of souls, but if you want to take a closer look at it, you will have to borrow books from the library.'' Added the professor.

''All right. Thank you, sir." Seth replied and continued on his way with Tom.

"He trusts you with something, but not me." Tom said.

Seth shrugged.

"Whatever he's thinking, it's not like I'm not going to tell you about it." Seth said.

They climbed the stairs up to the 7th floor.

''Tell me. I never asked you why you needed Abraxas.'' Said Tom.

Indeed, Seth hadn't told him about Grindelwald.

"Let's just say…I'd rather have a source nearby now." Seth replied as they stood in front of the Room of Requirement.

The door opened, revealing several of Tom's knights in the room. Friday night was always a reunion night.

"A source?" asked Tom.

They entered the room and the door closed behind them.

"Why do you always let him come here, Tom?" asked Walburga Crabbe.

Tom, who was watching Seth, looked up at her. The tension escalated and Seth grabbed Tom's wrist reflexively. Seth always avoided confrontation with any student, and he didn't let anyone, not even Tom, interfere when he could. Tom tilted his head to the right side and Seth sensed something was wrong.

Tom never tilted his head to the right side.

"How did the professor say that, exactly...?" Tom said in a voice that chilled him. He removed Seth's hand from his wrist and pointed his wand at Walburga who jumped. "It's all about control, hm? Crucio!'' Tom said venomously.

The density of the air had changed as the fiery red spell shot out of his wand and flew towards Walburga, reaching her chest. The shock made her slip from the armchair, and she fell on the ground. A howl of pain echoed through the room and the other students had recoiled and had frightened faces.

"Wally!" shouted Fernand Crabbe, Walburga's brother, who ran towards her. Walburga writhed in pain, shaken by incessant spasms. "Stop it, Tom!" he begged.

"Dar ha! Cin glenn-hen belth!'' said Seth in Venthyr as he again placed his hand on Tom's.

Seth knew all too well what it felt like to do that curse. He had done it himself on a wizard who had been his prisoner before Gellert. He remembered the warmth that had filled his body, that tingling from the tips of his fingers to his chest and that euphoric feeling of having absolute power over the other and that we could so easily… get it over with. Tom had that demented look on his face and Seth thought he saw a flash of red in his eyes before he stopped the spell and Seth finally removed his hand. Seth had done it out of hate, his first time, and he thought Tom had done it for the sheer pleasure of being able to try it and not for the purpose of defending him.

"Others who think Seth shouldn't be here, hm?" Tom said looking at the others.

Among those in the room, aside from Walburga and Fernand, were Orion, Abraxas, Ronan, and Corban. These last four had remained silent, but Seth knew very well that he could consider them close comrades, if not friends. Tom looked at Seth and blinked.

"So, you said...source?" Tom said, pretending what he had done was trivial.

Walburga went to sit further away, still trembling, with Fernand by her side. Seth sighed before answering.

"You know very well what this is about. My source is no longer available, and my parents have decided to bring him with them to the Vulken Mansion in Egypt.'' Seth said.

"There's a mansion in Egypt?" Tom asked, taking a seat in an armchair and crossing his legs.

Tom twirled his wand between his fingers.

"The second largest wizarding bank is in Egypt." Abraxas said stepping closer to Tom.

"It didn't take less than a Malfoy to know where the money is in the world, hm?" Seth said with a smirk. "But, yes, since my parents have always had this alliance with the goblins and our... problem is solved, they decided to go there."

"And they brought him with them?" Tom asked raising his eyebrows.

Seth nodded as Owen Avery and Marcus Lestrange entered the Room of Requirement. Avery looked at Walburga and frowned.

''Good evening. One of those Gryffs grabbed one of ours?'' Avery asked as he half-jumped into another chair.

Marcus was looking at Tom's expression, who had smirked. The others remained silent during this time.

"Owen..." began Marcus.

"Bah, what?" Owen said raising his hands briefly. "If Tom wants us to prank another student…"

"That won't be necessary, Avery." Tom said stiffly.

"It wasn't either." Seth added before leaving the Room of Requirement.

Another silence reigned for a few seconds as the door closed behind Seth.

"But, what happened?" Marcus asked looking at Fernand who was looking at Tom with hatred and returned his gaze to Tom. "Did you do this to Crabbe?"

"I suggest you change your stare on me, Crabbe, otherwise I think this will be the last time." Tom said.

Fernand looked down and pursed his lips.

"Sorry." He muttered.

"To answer your question, Avery, it looks like our good lady had a problem with Seth being with us." Tom said as he got up and walked over to him. "I dare to believe she was the only one, right?" Tom added and Avery hesitated for a moment as he shared a look with Lestrange, and they nodded. "Well...now let's see what you have to say to me."

As always, his knights brought him all kinds of information, such as the identity of Muggle-borns they might not have known or books and artifacts obtainable through the other families. He asked Abraxas to stay after the others left.

"Tell me, Malfoy. Do you know what Seth is, now, from what I could figure out?" Tom asked.

Abraxas avoided his gaze.

"I… I can't talk about certain things… my father, um…" Abraxas said scratching his head.

"It's okay, I get it. He hasn't touched you yet as far as I see." Tom remarked.

''What? No!'' exclaimed Abraxas before frowning. "He said something to you? When am I supposed to tell him? I'm sick of not knowing… when… when he'll make up his mind.'' stammered Abraxas.

Tom laughed coldly.

"And… it's not fear I hear in your voice, Abraxas. You're deluding yourself about him. '' Tom said before leaving the room in turn.

OoOoO

November 23, 1941

The noise of the Slytherins' victory was starting to drive him crazy. It had been three months since he had drunk wizard's blood, and the relentless practice of spells in his classes was making it harder and harder to control his cravings. But… his spells were all equally powerful and he wondered if it had some connection or was it just his own desire that was slowly taking over and that he was right now, at some point, culminating.

During his night rounds, he caught many more people kissing after curfews than he thought possible. He began to think about the kiss he had made with Lazarus, then with Septimus and his mind had even wandered to Gellert.

But that was enough thinking about it, and he wanted to carry out what he asked Lord Malfoy to do. This is how, after the Quidditch match, that he asked Abraxas to stay a moment. No one cared, after all, Abraxas was the captain of the Slytherin team. When the last student came out of the locker room, Malfoy turned to Seth who was taking off his Quidditch tunic.

"What's that mark on your shoulder?" Abraxas asked seeing the purple star on Seth's right shoulder.

Seth put on a dark green shirt before putting on his robes and walking over to Malfoy.

"An ancient enchantment. Tell me…'' Seth said stepping closer to him and running a finger to his cheek. "You're more like your father or your grandfather, hm?"

Seth felt dominant over the blonde, his predatory side taking over. Malfoy turned his head, but Seth gripped his jaw between his fingers. His fingernails had grown longer, brushing against Abraxas's skin. Abraxas backed up and hit the wall behind him, his heart pounding that was music to Seth's ears. Seth clicked his tongue and took a deep breath, close to Abraxas' face, smelling his scent, woody, and a mixture of sweat.

"Seth..." Abraxas said putting his hands on him. Seth released Abraxas' jaw and reached behind his head, clutching the blonde hair. "Please..." Abraxas begged between two quick breaths.

The begging words excited him, and Seth closed his fingers harder in the blonde's hair, tilting his head to the side.

"Are you begging me, Abraxas?" Seth said before licking his offered neck. Abraxas shivered and let out a moan. "You know very well that I won't hurt you, hm? Or were you begging me for some other reason?" Seth whispered close to his ear.

"I...Ah!" Abraxas began, but Seth had sunk his sharp teeth into Abraxas' neck, not letting him speak.

Seth felt instant relief to all his senses as blood rushed through his body. Although he could eat food or drink the blood of an animal, the contact with a human, a wizard, was incomparable. It was as if he had been starving for weeks and being offered his favorite meal. Abraxas' moans increased and Seth felt him tremble against him. He felt Abraxas' hands squeeze his hips and Seth tightened his grip on him, pouring even more venom into his body.

"…Damn it…ugh." Abraxas muttered before cuming into his pants.

Seconds later, Seth ran his tongue over the wounds, immediately closing them with his saliva, and pulled away from Abraxas before running the back of his hand over his mouth. Abraxas groaned and grabbed Seth's collar and pulled him closer, pressing his lips to his. Seth was surprised by the gesture, allowing himself to be led by this diversion of the situation. Abraxas bit his bottom lip and flicked his tongue before letting go.

"Next time… because yes, there will be another time, let me devour you in turn, Vulken! I won't let you drink my blood so easily. I know very well the effect I had on you, despite what you think.'' Abraxas said, slightly out of breath.

"Devour me?"

"But how innocent you are, despite what you think you represent, Vulken. Do you really think you're the first person to please me? That way, I agree, which isn't very...conventional." Abraxas replied, eyeing Seth curiously.

Seth pulled back, frowning as Abraxas straightened his clothes and cleaned his pants with his wand. Seth suddenly began to think that Abraxas was sexually proactive, and that he himself had not had any sexual relations despite his age, because his body had not followed his mind and his desires had been other.

'You are…uncomfortable.'

Lazarus's words came back to him, as well as his first kiss from him.

"I understood that you are twenty-six when you spoke at the mansion, right? Yet… you were so small when I saw you four years ago…'' Abraxas thought aloud.

"Abraxas." Seth mentioned closing his eyes for a brief moment.

No, he had never been in a relationship, but he didn't want to deal with a teenager either. He said no more and turned on his heels before leaving the locker room.

"Hey!" cried Malfoy.

OoOoO

December 14, 1941

(Beware, explicit scene)

Abraxas looked for every means to see Seth alone and he took advantage of it while he had the night rounds with him. As Seth walked near the Forbidden Forest, as usual, he smelled the scent of Abraxas before he even heard his quietly beating heart.

"Are you going to let go, Abraxas, this is getting tiresome." Seth said, a hare in his hand, holding him by the ears.

"Hmph!" Abraxas said before going to Seth's side. "After what you did to me? Never! And why wouldn't I give you the same? Do you know how many witches I deflowered?'' added Abraxas pompously.

Seth dropped the hare, which ran off into the forest. He turned to Abraxas and took him by the collar before slamming him against a tree.

"Is that what you want, Malfoy? To deflower me like all your stupid conquests?'' spat Seth, his eyes black as abysses.

''NO! Well…not this way…'' Malfoy stammered, avoiding her gaze.

Seth took Malfoy's jaw between his fingers and brought his face back to his.

"Look at me!" Seth ordered. Abraxas stared into Seth's black eyes. "Do you think you deserve a single moment to have my virginity? Me, the Prince of Vampires, one of the heirs of Slytherin?'' asked Seth dryly.

Seconds passed as Malfoy looked at Seth before answering and he suddenly lifted his chin.

''And why not?'' tried the blonde.

Seth chuckled and released his jaw.

"I have to give it to you, you've got guts." Seth replied before clicking his tongue. ''Despite that... my hare ran away...''

"You let it go..." Malfoy started, but Seth interrupted him by grabbing the blonde's hair and pulling his head to the left before sinking his fangs into his neck.

Abraxas staggered under the strength of Seth, who placed his right hand behind his back to support him.

"Ah, damn…" Abraxas muttered. This time, Malfoy tried to move his hands over Seth's body, making moans of pleasure. ''Please…don't just…do that.'' begged Abraxas.

Seth stopped drinking and pulled his teeth out without running his tongue over his neck and the blood slowly continued to flow. He ran a finger over the blood and brought it to his mouth while staring at the blonde. Malfoy was a very handsome man in the making, with his fine, aristocratic features. Seth wondered how he might feel if he let himself go.

"What then?" Seth asked, his eyes returning to their icy blue.

Abraxas took this moment to cup Seth's face in his hands and kiss him passionately, tasting his own blood on Seth's mouth. Seth made a noise in his throat which encouraged the blonde and he started to leave his lips to follow Seth's jaw and towards his neck, dotting it with hot kisses. Seth shivered and felt a warmth growing in his belly, forgetting the winter cold around him.

Abraxas' hands began to undress Seth, starting with the heavy cloak he was wearing which fell on the snow. Seth slipped his wand into his hand and cast a heat spell around them, and the snow began to slowly melt as the ambient air rose in degrees. Abraxas then took advantage of this by unbuttoning Seth's shirt and then covering his chest with ardent kisses. Seth's breathing and heartrate increased, and he couldn't stop a desire from building up in his mind and body.

Abraxas had now removed Seth's shirt and tie and his hands moved down to the pants in which he undid the single button and pulled the zipper down, revealing black boxer shorts trimmed with an appetizing bulge. Seth looked down, watching the blonde pull down the boxer shorts, revealing his erected cock, and Abraxas was now on his knees in front of him.

"You... don't have hair?" Abraxas asked incredulously.

"Abraxas…my hair is silver, and I am a vampire. Is that really something that might surprise you even more about me than my hairiness?" Seth said.

Abraxas looked at him and smiled.

"It'll only be so much better for both of us, Seth." Abraxas assured before starting to stroke Seth's crotch.

Abraxas' hands were warm, and the feeling Seth felt of being touched by someone was intoxicating. Suddenly, Abraxas ran his tongue over his erection and Seth was shivering again, experiencing sensations he had never experienced. He watched the blonde sink his throat on his cock, who looked up to observe his reaction and was not disappointed to see Seth's lips parting, breathing faster and faster. The mist of his breath was visible in the air. Abraxas smiled and worked harder, letting his free hand run over the jewels and brush his buttocks with his fingers. Seth threw his head back and couldn't help but admit that Abraxas was extremely talented. He felt the pleasure rise and overwhelm him more and more, which made him escape guttural noises, almost animal.

He gripped Abraxas's hair and followed with basin movements the back and forth of the blonde's mouth. Excitement enveloped all his senses, and he felt the pleasure reaching its peak. His heart was pounding and seconds later his eyes rolled back, living for the first time in his life, an orgasm which made him forget everything else. After recovering, he looked back at Abraxas who ejaculated in turn, since he had massaged himself at the same time as he was pleasing Seth. Abraxas took the time to put Seth's underpants and pants back on before putting his own back on and getting up.

Seth placed a hand behind Abraxas' head and kissed him before moving to his neck again and running his tongue over the wound, closing it. Seth pulled back and bent to pick up his shirt and put it back on.

"Did you like that?" Abraxas asked.

Seth chuckled and shook his head as he buttoned up his shirt.

"Frankly, but what a question! Do you need reassurance, Malfoy? And I'm the one who's supposed to be a virgin." Seth said placing a hand under Abraxas' chin, stroking his jaw with one finger. "Like a real kid..." he added in Parseltongue.

Abraxas was looking at him with so much admiration and Seth shook his head with another mocking laugh and picked up his tie, then his cape which slung over his shoulder before heading towards the castle. Abraxas smirked and followed suit.

Venthyr Translation

"Dar ha! Cin glennhen belth!'

''Stop that! You will kill her!'