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In my Darkest Hours	By : ieatmyfeelings Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4174 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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AN: here you guys go, just so you know this story is coming to a close, there will only be a few more chapters. Please check out my new story Best Served Cold I’m really excited about it! As always a huge thank you to my wonderful beta!!!

Chapter 10: Justice

            Harry had been sitting in the same spot beside his bed for the last five hours, his eyes never leaving the body of his mate. He had watched in fascination as the shredded skin and arteries of Draco’s throat had slowly knitted back together, not leaving a single mark. Harry sighed softly as he pulled out his wand, cast several cleaning charms on Draco’s clothing and summoned a warm wet wash cloth, which he used to gently wipe the dry blood off of Draco’s neck before sitting back down in his chair. “This is going to be a long month, but I told him I’d be right here the whole time.” Harry thought as he heard the floo flare up in the living room. A moment later there was a knock on the door which Harry ignored, save for the glare he sent in the general direction.

            “Harry, may I come in?” The voice of Professor Dumbledore asked from the other side of the closed door.

            Harry sighed, knowing he had no right to deny the Headmaster entrance to the room. “Yes.” he called out, just loud enough for the older man to hear, before turning back to his mate; listening to the sound of the vampiric blood thundering through Draco’s veins, every second changing him and bringing him back to Harry.

            “Harry what happened? There are rumours flying all around the castle none of the teachers know what happened in Hogsmeade.” Dumbledore said his eyes growing sad at seeing Draco’s dead body lying on Harry’s bed, even though he knew the boy wasn’t going to stay dead.

            Harry shook his head, not taking his eyes off of Draco’s face. “Get Severus to tell you sir, if I talk about it I will lose my temper and that could be dangerous.”

            “Harry, no one has seen Severus since he left you in the village.” Dumbledore said as he transfigured one of Harry’s holey socks on the floor into a comfortable arm chair. “Now tell me what happened.”

            Harry sighed before turning to look at the Headmaster. “We were shopping and I left a shop while Draco was paying. Right there outside the door was my sire. He started talking about how he knew I found my mate and he seemed to think I wasn’t going to turn him. Then Draco came out of the shop and it all happened so fast; he had Draco and was about to bite him, I attacked and he hit me so hard I blacked out. When I came to, Draco was on the ground bleeding. I called Severus and he told me I had to turn Draco, then he went off after my maker. I fed Draco my blood and carried him here and have been here since.” Harry finished before taking a breath, only to be hit with the scent of blood radiating from Dumbledore.

            Albus remained silent processing all Harry had just told him, only speaking again after a few minutes. “Very few people saw what happened from the beginning and none of them could hear what you and the other vampire were saying. But there were many people who watched you let Draco feed from you and run off at vampire speed; you were careless Harry.”

            Harry reluctantly tore his eyes from his mate to glare at the Headmaster. “I don’t care; it was either that or let him die! There was no way I was going to let Draco be taken from me by my sadistic maker! I hope when Severus finds him he realizes who he was messing with!” Harry growled before turning back to Draco, not giving the Headmaster anymore of his attention.

            Severus Snape stood on the outskirts of a very familiar village high in the mountains, a few hours from Hogwarts. This is where the trail of Harry’s maker had led him, to the place of his own vampiric birth. Severus looked around the village he knew was completely inhabited by vampires. “It’s not so odd that the trail let here, to the largest settlement of our kind in Britan.” Severus reassured himself, but in his gut he knew there was more to it than that. With a sigh Severus followed the scent into the village, noticing something wrong as he walked. “It’s too quiet, it is an hour after sundown this place should be busy with vampires.” he thought as he came to a stop at the door of a house. Severus closed his eyes and listened very closely to find that the only sounds of life were coming from this house. Opening his eyes he reached for the door knob only to have the door open before he could touch it.

            “It is rude to enter someone’s home without knocking.” A familiar voice said as a vampire with violate eyes stepped out of the house.

            Frowning, Severus stepped back, trying to figure out where he knew this vampire from; within a few moments his memory provided the answers. “You!” he hissed at the evil sadistic vampire who had not only recently forced two teenagers into life as a vampire but had done the same to Snape as well.

            “You know me?” The vampire asked confused before smirking as he walked farther into the deserted street. “Oh I remember now, you were that little Death Eater I made an example of, all those years ago. At the time that was enough to convince most of our kind to side against Snake Face, but this time I was not so lucky. As you can see my village is emptied and my friends have gone, some have joined the Dark Lord.” he said, sneering the title in a mocking tone. “And some have fled, none of them had faith that the events I have set in motion will not only bring down that mad man, but also improve our standing in the wizarding world.”

            Severus growled, his face showing none of the anger that was bubbling inside of him. “Harry was destined to defeat the Dark Lord before you ever turned him, and as for our standing in the wizarding world, it has already improved since Fudge and Umbridge were removed from the Ministry. You turned a sixteen year old boy for nothing! And forced him to change his mate before they were ready! You are what give vampires a bad name, you are the reason people fear and persecute us, and it is monsters like you who keep the rest of us from living normal lives!” Severus hissed as he quickly lunged at the one who made him, catching him around the waist throwing him to the ground.

            Harry returned to his bedroom and his bedside vigil after having left Draco for ten minutes to feed from the squibs; he hated leaving Draco but realistically he had to feed. Harry yawned before casting a quick tempus to see it was five am, and Severus had yet to return. “He is a big vamp he can take care of himself.” Harry thought sleepily as he gently moved Draco from the center of the bed over to one side and climbed in next to him. “Good night Draco, I love you.” he whispered, saying the words he hadn’t said to his mate before.

            Harry was awakened a few hours later by the sound of someone tripping in the living room, the sound was so soft no human would have heard it but to Harry’s ears it sounded like thunder! In a flash Harry was out of bed and in the living room, ready to protect his changing mate to the death. “Severus! What happened?” Harry gasped, stopping short at the sight of his surrogate sire.

            Severus was leaning heavily against the wall near the door, there was blood pooling at his feet and he looked as if he were going to collapse. “Bring me the squibs.” he groaned out, his voice husky and rough. Harry immediately obeyed, bringing all of the people under their employment into the living room. Severus sighed weakly at the smell of the blood radiating from the group before him. “I am badly injured and need blood to heal; there is great risk to the lot of you. I may not be able to stop; the choice is yours if you wish to take the risk.” He said weakly as his legs threatened to give out under him.

            The squibs turned to look at each other, the couple that Harry had fed from earlier shook their heads and walked back to their quarters; but three of the people remained, fear clear on their faces but they had come to trust these vampires and believed they were safe.

            Severus nodded his thanks taking a step towards the nearest squib, only to have his legs give out under him. “Come.” he said quietly beckoning the man closer from the floor. The squib walked over to Severus, sank down to his knees and pulled his sleeping shirt off, tilting his head to the side giving Severus full access to his throat.

            Harry watched as his mentor sank his fangs into the young man’s neck and began drinking deeply. Harry listened to the heartbeat of the man and soon he could hear it slowing, but Severus was still pulling great draughts of blood from him, “Severus, you need to stop” Harry muttered putting a hand on his sire’s shoulder. “You helped me once, let me help you. You are going to kill him, stop!”

            A moment later, Severus pulled away from the dazed squib with an annoyed growl. “Thank you Harry” he muttered, letting go of the man who shakily rose to his feet.

            The next two feedings went smoother, Severus was able to stop easily with them; by the time he was done feeding his wounds had closed and all that remained as evidence of Severus’ injuries was the blood on the floor and his garments. By the time he had sat heavily in his arm chair, Severus was feeling quite himself again. “I apologise for you having to see me like that Harry. I assume you’re still wondering what happened.” he stated, not even bothering to wait for Harry’s response before continuing. “I tracked your maker to a village solely inhabited by vampires, but it was deserted save for the bastard. This is the same village I was made in; it seems we have something in common, for he was my maker as well. We fought and that is how I got injured. Now he is no longer…a problem.” Severus said tiredly. “Go back to bed Harry, I will inform the headmaster of my return and that I will need a replacement for tomorrow’s classes. Also that you shall not be attending classes for the next month. I assume you want to spend it with Draco?”

            Harry nodded before walking to his bedroom and crawling back into bed alongside Draco’s dead body.
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