Summary: During the summer before Harry's Seventh year, Harry is thrust into a world that he could never have dreamed of, a World of Darkness

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or World of Darkness, they each belong to their respective owners and I'm just jumping into the huge sandbox that is there.

Notice: I'm messing about with ages a bit, with the seventh years being aged 18.

Rating: M

Pairing: Harry/Velvet Velour

Chapter 2: The Club

"Where to?"

"Just drive, I'll tell you when the mood hits me." Harry said with a smile and sat in the back seat as the man started the Taxi and begun to drive off.

"I can drive around for as long as you like this evening as long as you are able to cover your fare." The man said looking at Harry through the rear view mirror.

"I only arrived in the city this evening and don't know where to begin, I'm just waiting for something to catch my eye." Harry explained and the driver nodded.

"If that is the case, then I know an area that you will most likely enjoy." The man said knowingly and Harry absentmindedly nodded his head feeling slightly tired as he tried to plan his next move. He had taken advantage of the trip to be able to escape the Order and be able to disappear, but he knew nothing about America.

It was about time that he took his destiny into his own hands.

After a relatively short journey, Harry felt the car stop and opened his eyes. Looking to his left he saw a large neon greed and red sign with the word Vesuvius. "We're here."

"Where is here?" Harry asked looking at the Driver.

"Somewhere to forget yourself for a while." He said and Harry paid the fare climbing out of the cab and walking out on to the street, standing in front of the Club he looked at it for a brief moment reading the message about free drinks and realised one simple thing. It was a club and then another thing came to mind.

"I'm not even old enough to be in there!" Harry muttered under his breath walking over and leaning against the wall of the club as he watched the Taxi drive off. Inside he could hear the music playing a calm tranquil beat the sound suppressed by the doors as he pondered on where next to go.

As he zoned out deeper in thought the door opened and someone walked out the door closing behind them. "I wondered when you would turn up." The woman spoke up and Harry jumped in surprise. He turned to face her and felt his jaw drop slightly, the same red haired woman that he had seen earlier now stood in front of him. Stood in very little. "I know what you are little mage." She said her voice ever so quiet and Harry leant against the wall calmly looking at her.

"So you know what I am? How?" Harry questioned.

"Come." She said turning around and walking back into the building.

"I'm not old enough…" Harry muttered to himself at first before shrugging. "But open invitation wins." Harry said and followed in after her. He watched her as she walked into the main area the gentle seductive sway of her hips as she walked and Harry definently felt a tug towards her, he couldn't help but admire slightly her elegance as she moved through the strip club. She walked off towards a set of stairs and Harry, who was getting many an odd look from the patrons who weren't one hundred percent distracted by the dancers or other patrons. He reached the stairs and took a deep breath before slowly following her up, catching sight of the VIP sign as he turned the corner on the stairs and entered the private booth.

"So…"

"Shh…" She whispered softly and Harry looked confused. "Take a moment to enjoy the peace, away from your problems away from the troubles of the Masquerade…" That word clicked in the back of Harry's mind but he couldn't place why. Seeing the look of realisation start to form on his face she pushed it ever so slightly more. "Away from Voldemort and the Sabbat." She said and then the final piece clicked in the back of Harry's mind.

It had been taught during his third year during one of the Defence Against the Dark Arts classes. Snape had taken over and instead of keeping with the subject Lupin had set, had gone on to another extremely dark creature.

Vampires.

Harry moved his arm to reach for his wand and she just looked at him sadly. "Is there that much distrust between us all…" She questioned a look of disappointment on her face that made Harry freeze in hesitation. "We can't even enjoy the peace of Elysium." She asked and Harry stopped at hearing that word.

He may not pay attention to all his subjects but DADA had always been his favourite class… and by always we mean from when Lupin took over. Snape, Harry may of hated him but he knew that the Professor knew his stuff and he had been effective during his cover lessons and had drilled in one of the important facts if they were ever dealing with Vampires.

Elysium, the Vampires Sanctuary. No violence is allowed in Elysium, now normally this only covered Vampires but Harry knew that he was at a major disadvantage here so if she wanted to let him stay safe under the banner then so be it, he wasn't going to complain. He lowered his arm letting the tension fade as he looked at her. "So what brings the Boy who Lived to LA?" She questioned and then frowned. "Titles, so distasteful here, can I call you Harry?" She asked and Harry nodded numbly. "Thank you, you can call me VV." She said softly and Harry again nodded his eyes still locked to hers the music calming him his guard dropping.

"I came here with my relatives." Harry said simply and VV stared at him, he felt like she was digging into his soul trying to find the secrets that he wouldn't say.

"Mm, hmm." She muttered and Harry felt a shiver run down his spine. "You've given up hope." She commented and then shook her head slowly. "Such a shame, I have heard tales of your actions, from other mages that have graced the club." She continued and Harry shifted uncomfortably at the thought that people were happily discussing his actions. With a vampire no less. "What made you lose your spirit?" She asked and Harry didn't answer looking painfully off to the side. She didn't press any further but simply walked over to him kneeling down in front of him tilting his head to look at him. "As long as you follow Elysium, you will be under my protection here." She said speaking calmly and Harry looked confused. "You may stay here for as long as it takes to find your way again." She said and Harry nodded numbly.

"I can only assume that this won't be for free." Harry said and Velvet smiled.

"We can come to some arrangement in the future." She said and Harry nodded as she studied him, his tiredness from the flight and then still being awake now finally starting to catch up to him. "Come." She said gently gripping his hand before leading him back half way down the stairs and pushing on a part of the wall showing a hidden corridor behind it.

"A secret passageway?"

"A security measure." She said and Harry nodded. "The Hunters have been active for quite a while, it would be unwise to sleep where I can easily be found." She said and Harry nodded half of what she was saying going straight over his head due to his sheer tiredness. She stopped at one door, pushing it open it revealed a plain room with no window with the same red paint colour scheme that the rest of the building has as she flicked a light switch. Harry walked in before turning back to face VV.

"One thing I remember about Elysium is that it doesn't protect me from being fed on. How do I know you wont do something like that?"

"Are we that much of a threat to each other that we can not take each other at our word?" She asked morosely and Harry flinched a wave of guilt hitting him. Here she was being kind and he had just basically spat in her face.

"I'm sorry, I'm just so used to watching my back, I guess I spoke before I thought things through." He said and VV smiled slightly.

"My heart may have stopped beating, but my humanity has not been forgotten." She said and Harry nodded as she smiled then pushed him back onto the bed, turning back to him. "If you need to talk, come up to my room, just 7 little steps." She said before reaching for the door slowly closing it. "I'll make it worth it." She said in a seductive purr and Harry shivered at the mental image that went through his head. She closed the door and Harry continued to lie there staring at the ceiling.

"Is this good fortune or bad?" He asked his voice barely above a whisper as he closed his eyes. "I suppose I'll find out in the near future." He muttered before yawning and cursing at the fact the light was still on. He rolled over and pushed himself off of the bed and standing up stepping over to the switch and flicking it.

The door swung open into him and Harry staggered back in surprise losing his footing and falling to the floor with a dull thud. "Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be standing when she sent me in here, I don't even think she expected you to be awake!" A very apologetic voice spoke out and Harry pulled himself up into a sitting position and frowned at the woman who stood holding a drink in her hand.

"And you didn't knock because?" Harry questioned and the woman looked embarrassed before offering a hand to help him up.

"Well if you were asleep I didn't want to wake you up, she just asked me to bring this drink to your room, to make sure you got along ok." She explained and Harry laughed as he took the offered hand standing up again he took the offered drink and thanked her and she turned around leaving the room as quickly as she came and Harry shook his head taking a sip before placing it on the table by the bed and just collapsing down and letting sleep claim him.