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Vampire Bites	By : choena Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 40400 -:- Recommendations : 5 -:- Currently Reading : 15
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters within as they belong to JK Rowling. As such I am making no money from the writing of this story and it is purely for fun and enjoyment.

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Severus jerked himself back from hexing the thing as it barreled into his student and engaged him in a battle of teeth and claws. He cursed at Potter for his idiotic need to protect everyone and watched intently for an opening. The dark haired man was tense knowing he wasn’t going to get one if things kept up the way they were. He felt fear grip his heart when his panther screamed. Wait…his panther… when… no, not now. Severus had only a thought to throw a curse at the white beast as it charged at him. It paused in its attack shaking its head. Severus narrowed his eyes. That spell should have caused damage. He moved to curse the white wolf again but the cat barreled into it sending them tumbling on the ground in a flurry of white and black limbs. He cursed.
“Damn it, Shadow! Get the hell away from it!” He should curse them both but he couldn’t bring himself to possibly harm his cat. Severus kept pace with them as they moved down the tree line.
Harry heard nothing but the blood rushing in his ears. He had noticed the white fur when he had been charged and had had a split second to think wolf before he was forced to dodge sharp teeth and use his claws in retaliation. His claws ripped into flesh as teeth tried to rip into his own. Instincts were running his actions. He was not going to let it get near Severus. In the back of his mind he knew that said man was cursing him to the ends of the earth. Teeth tore into his shoulder and he screamed, the loud pitch startling him, as he was threw to the side. Harry shook his head as he stood on shaky legs his left shoulder screaming at him for only a second before adrenaline kicked in again when he noticed the wolf going for Severus. Without a thought, he jumped on the wolf again digging his own nails into the wolf’s neck and shoulder. It turned back on him snapping its teeth its gold eyes shining dangerously at him. He heard Severus yelling at him but his only thought was keeping it away from him.
*Damn it kid. I’m hungry and you are pissing me off.* The wolf growled at Harry trying to pin him down.
Harry hissed as he racked his claws down the wolf’s face making it yelp and giving Harry time to get the upper hand. *He’s mine and you are not going to touch him.*
The wolf growled and snapped grabbing one of Harry’s paws in his teeth. He bit down hard causing the cry again as skin tore and delicate bones broke. Harry was thrown away again, his left leg yelling painfully at him from the abuse. He had just hit the ground when his animal shaped failed. His arm throbbed painfully as the wolf bore down on him. He knew he had lost but he bared his fangs anyway and flitted to his feet. The wolf would not get one drop from Severus. Harry gasped as the wolf cut off from growling into a painful yelp as its back end was twisted and thrown into the air. His eyes widened as blood rained. Harry knew that spell and knew the damage that it should have done. Sectumsempra. The wolf should not have been able to move and yet it still got up and turned to glare at Severus even as it favored its hind leg. No. Harry took a step forward but the wolf jumped back causing the next spell to blast up the ground before it decided to give up its prey and ran off back into the woods. Harry moved to follow but Severus grabbed his good arm and held him back.
“Potter, do not be an idiot like I know you are so prone to be.”
Harry looked up at the man knowing that if he was not still vamped out he would have winced under the man’s glare. Severus was Pissed. Harry closed his eyes taking deep breaths as he allowed himself to be dragged back to the castle. Halfway there; however, he was overtaken by a wave of dizziness so bad he collapsed. He felt sick and weak.
“Potter.” Severus growled a sigh as he swept the young vampire up into his arms. “You really are an amazingly ignorant child.”
Severus knew he could have just spelled Potter to float along behind him but once again he couldn’t bring himself to do so. Potter’s arm hung limp, useless, and dripping blood along the corridor. The boy was losing more blood than he should and he had yet to feed him tonight. Severus cursed, spelled the corridor to clean itself, and tried to ignore the tightness in his chest. Was it even possible for a vampire to bleed to death? Severus walked through the door to his chambers acutely aware that the young body in his arms was limp yet a hand still clutched onto his robes and breaths still warmed his neck. Why was he not taking Potter to the nurse? He really should. Severus laid Harry down on his rug by the fire hoping to help warm the icy skin. Was his skin always this cold? Once again ignoring the pain and fear settling in his chest he set about removing robes so he could see and heal the wound on the boys shoulder. It healed easily enough leaving nary a scar. Severus turned his attention to the battered hand and winced. Fuck. Carefully, he picked up the hand, pausing when a moan escaped from Potter. He looked up at the pain ridden face as green eyes blinked open. His heart clenched again almost stealing his breath. He steadfastly ignored that too. Severus turned back to the hand and did his best with it. He was able to get the bones back in place and repair a few while healing the skin. The pained gasps and growls coming from the young vampire were threatening to bring tears but he blinked them back. What the fuck as wrong with him? Severus summoned a bandage and carefully wrapped up the hand. He had done all he could, all anyone could have done; the rest would have to heal on its own.
“Sev…rus…”
He shook his head closing his eyes. “Shut up, Potter.” Shrugging out of his outer robe, Severus took a deep breath to calm his raging nerves. He tossed it onto the sofa before unbuttoning his collar and shedding further down until he was clad only in his white shirt. Lifting Harry, he shifted until he had the vampire cradled protectively in his lap and arms while Severus reclined against the sofa. He cradled the boy close allowing his head to nestle on his shoulder as he resisted the urge to shiver at the warm breaths ghosting on his chilled skin. “It’s okay.” Severus took a deep breath when a tongue left a wet trail along his neck. His eyes closed at the barest touch of the fangs. “Harry…” he breathed as the vampire sank them deep.
The motions that were usually strong and often pulled at Severus’ skin when Harry fed was weak and lazy. Harry was doing nothing more than using his fangs to keep the flow of blood steady. Severus found himself having to help hold the young vampire up as he tried soft whispers of encouragement that he was sure would sound like pleas to any passerby. The young vampire was having some problems swallowing, which worried Severus even as he tried slowing the flow of his own blood so the other wouldn’t choke and he wouldn’t bleed out before Harry had got any decent blood in him. Maybe he should have tried this a different way first he thought pressing his fingers once again to the bite wound as Harry’s head fell back again as he swallowed.
“Come on, Harry.” Severus pled his voice going shaky as he tried to lift Harry back up. His heart was pounding with fear. Fear of what? It was just Potter. If he was stupid enough to come this close to death then so be it. He protected you. Severus ignored the little nagging voice and drew a deep breath as he went back to ignoring his pounding heart and closed throat. In one more ditch effort to get his blood in Harry he started running his fingers over the young man’s tongue. It seemed to help as Harry could swallow the smaller amounts easier but there was still a lot of blood being wasted. Severus groaned. “Snap out of it, Harry. I cannot bleed like this for much longer.”
Harry blinked open green eyes that were flecking with gold. He took a breath leaning up to, not drink from Severus, but to close the wound enough that Severus was no longer in danger of bleeding to death himself. Severus sighed. That was the opposite of what he wanted the idiot vampire to do but he couldn’t complain as Harry went about cleaning his fingers and anywhere the blood had run down his skin. Severus found himself shivering as the tongue ran over his collar bone. He felt fingers undoing buttons of his shirt but didn’t stop them since Harry was getting what he needed, though Severus doubted that it would be enough. Severus blinked. When he opened his eyes Harry had moved to straddle him and was going about cleaning him more thoroughly actually nibbling on him from time to time. Severus had not felt him move but he felt the hands holding his shoulders back against the sofa and could feel the coolness of the body pressing tightly against his. Harry pulled back to look at Severus with gold flecked eyes slowly running his tongue over his lips. Severus groaned and closed his eyes against the sight once again ignoring anything he felt below the belt. He couldn’t ignore the sharp burn of teeth reopening a freshly healed wound and hissed, grasping at Harry’s hips to brace him. All he cared about was that Harry was feeding properly now. Severus gasped when Harry started moving against him. Was this really supposed to be this erotic? He felt warm in all the right places as he rocked back up against Harry. Both moaned at the friction.
Harry pulled away, closing the wound again, so he could move better against the man below. Merlin, Edge was not lying about the intimacy of feeding this way. Magic rubbed against his skin and tingled in his mouth. He felt the tight grip that Severus had on his hips and couldn’t stop the moan that left him as they rubbed together. He swallowed thickly watching Severus who had his head thrown back against the cushion of the sofa, which surprisingly had not one drop of blood on it, his eyes were closed tight, and his mouth was open as he gasped for air. The man looked, well Harry couldn’t even begin to think of a word to describe how Severus looked, but it sent tingles down his spine and straight to his cock. Harry whimpered, digging his fingers in the soft dark locks he brought Severus’ mouth to his. The man tensed and tried to pull away but Harry refused to let go. He worked his mouth over his professors, pressing himself closer, and moaning in delight when Severus gave up fighting and returned the passionate embrace.
This was getting out of control but Severus could no more stop it now than he could run away. He had no desire to stop this. He felt warm despite the coolness of the lithe body above him. Pleasure was running through his veins making it hard for him to breathe. Their magic danced just on the outskirts of his awareness. Harry stealing his breath only made it worse but the vampire himself was panting against his mouth and clinging to him just as much as Severus was clinging to Harry. He could taste the bitterness of his, his, blood in Harry’s mouth and was surprised, and somewhat horrified, to find that he enjoyed it. It was his blood making Harry like this. It was his blood that was giving Harry life. Severus growled against Harry’s mouth moving so he could place himself over Harry on the rug in front of his fireplace. Their kiss continued with each of them breathing air into the other as much as they were twisting tongues. Severus shifted one of Harry’s legs higher with a hand placed gently but firmly on his thigh before he pressed himself hard against the body below his.
Harry threw his head back as he moaned. His hands moved to clutch at strong shoulders as his legs tightened their grip to keep the man from disappearing. He knew he was completely vamped out. Knew his eyes were glowing gold through his bright green and knew his fangs were clear. It didn’t seem to deter Severus since the man groaned when he made eye contact before he growled again lowering himself to nibble at Harry’s neck. Gah, he was never letting this man go, never. The urge to feed again washed over him along with the urge to mark, to claim. Severus was his.
Severus gasped as the air was knocked out of him as his back hit the floor. He did not have the time to catch up to the new position before Harry once again bit into his neck. Severus jerked at the fresh pain before it began to burn with pleasure that warmed his whole body. What was it about being bit that was doing this to him? He was so close and could feel Harry was too if his new found urgency was anything to go by. Severus noted briefly that he was beginning to feel lightheaded but wasn’t sure if it was the pleasure coursing through him for the first time in years making his mind swoon or if it was the blood loss that was quickly increasing to a dangerous level. The thought fled as one last thrust from the vampire above him had his world shattering. His magic flared briefly. He vaguely felt Harry tensing above him but couldn’t register much more than the spots clouding his vision.
“Harry…” Severus felt dizzy and faint. “Too much…” His world went black seconds after Harry’s scared eyes peered into his own. He lost his hearing after his door slammed open.
HPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHP
“Is he going to be okay?”
Edge had just finished settling Severus in his bed after changing his clothes and a few cleaning charms. He sighed as he closed the bed room door. Running a hand through his hair he sat down beside his Childe on the sofa in front of the newly stoked fire. Edge absorbed the heat laying his head back and closing his eyes.
“He will be fine. I promise. I gave him a blood replenishing potion and he should have another when he wakes.”
Honestly, Edge was still getting over the fear he felt when he had felt his Childes distress. He had been conversing with Nagini when he first felt it. At that point he had thought nothing much of it as he knew Harry was at Hogwarts. When it increased he had felt forced to end his meeting with ol’ Voldie’s familiar and begin his return to the castle. It was only when he had felt the fading aura of his Childe that he began flat out running to get back. His heart had not worked that hard for a few decades now and it had taken a lot out of him. He had not felt such consuming fear in a long time. When he had stormed through the door to Severus’ personal chambers he had not even noticed Severus at first. He was only worried about checking on Harry. Edge had tried checking him over but Harry would have none of it until he had checked on Severus. To say Edge wasn’t worried for the man would have been a lie. He needed Severus alive and well. Thankfully, the blood loss, while excessive, wasn’t so excessive that Severus could not recover from it with the help of potions and sleep.
“It’s not your fault Harry.” Edge opened his eyes to look over at his young charge.
“I should have noticed.” Harry blushed as he stared into the fire.
Edge gave a small chuckle earning a glare from Harry. “Sorry, but it happens to the best of us Harry. We get lost in the moment. The blood lust, the desire, the need for completion, its normal to lose track of things like how much you have drank.” Edge wrapped Harry up into a hug. “You were hurt, Harry. You needed the blood to heal.”
Harry pulled back. “I could have killed him.” Green eyes were filled with tears that over flowed. Edge wiped them away.
“You didn’t. You heard him and you stopped. That is what counts, youngling.”
Edge held Harry close as he cried his fill. The older vampire knew how hard starting out was without getting hurt like he knew Harry had been hurt. Severus may have been able to fix most of the damage but Harry had still lost a lot of his own blood reserve. Harry had been in greater danger of dying from the blood loss than Severus currently was. Without sufficient blood in a vampires system their bodies slowly ceased to function and they did not have the ability to replenish that supply without feeding. Edge closed his eyes and held his precious youngling closer and tighter. He owed Severus more than the man would ever know.
Edge held Harry until the rising sun drug the exhausted and still weak vampire under for the day. With a deep sigh Edge moved Harry into the room with Severus knowing the man would sleep through the day and that the subconscious comfort of being near each other would only help. Edge smiled softly when Harry reached for Severus’ hand in his sleep and smiled even more when that hand closed briefly over the smaller hand before releasing again. Edge shook his head as he left to inform Dumbledore of Severus not being able to teach today before heading to his own given quarters for his day sleep. He would have a busy night come sun fall. Edge took one last glance at the sleeping forms on the bed. Something was changing between the two of them fast, faster than Edge could honestly say he was comfortable with. He could do nothing but wait and watch; however, and that bothered him the most of all.
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