Midnight's Dawning | By : KagetsuAsame Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 25012 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: I don’t own and I
make nothing.
I’m so sorry for the length of time it’s taken for me to get this
chapter out and I realize it’s a touch short but it covers what I want it to
cover *laughs*. Anyway, tell me what you
think and hopefully I’ll have more for you soon, just been rather busy as of
late.
Chapter 11
The
day was progressing horribly, Harry was hungry, irritable, and he had just
received a message from the Dark Lord.
The vampires didn’t like to choose sides but that didn’t stop Voldemort from contacting Harry now that he was one of
them. Harry knew that he had killed his
parents and for Voldemort to just write off that
fact, ignore that it ever happened, upset him.
Although he couldn’t remember his parents he knew that they cared about
him while they were still among the living.
He hissed softly as one of the younger Slytherins
came up behind him. He was relaxing in
the common room; well, not really relaxing but attempting to. His hiss turned into a growl when someone tapped
him on the shoulder.
“What
did I tell you?” He growled, “Only an idiot would come up behind me without
warning.” He narrowed his eyes at the first year behind him, “What do you
want?”
He
swallowed hard, “Malfoy wants to see you.”
“I
don’t know how you wound up in this house.” He grumbled, getting to his feet
and stalking away, heading to their room, “What do you want Draco?”
He asked, closing the door behind him.
“I
got a letter from my father. They want
me to take the Dark Mark.”
Harry
closed his eyes for a moment, “What are you going to do?” He questioned, taking
a seat.
“I
don’t know, I don’t think there’s anything I can do.” He paused, “What about
you? What are you going to do? He’s trying to get vampires on his side, or
so I heard.”
“Yes,
he is and I’m not going to. My family,
the Lior’s, don’t pick sides. I won’t help Dumbledore and I won’t help Voldemort, let them fight amongst themselves. When the dust settles I’ll
watch them pick up the pieces.”
“I
don’t want the mark.”
“I
know, what are you going to do about it though?”
He
sighed, “I don’t know what I can do, I could leave but where would I go?”
Harry
closed his eyes, “I can’t help you, I wish I could,
but we have to stay out of it.”
“I
know. I’m not asking for your help. I just want your advice.” He fingered a chess
piece, “This whole damn war is like one big game of chess!” He wiped the pieces
from the board, “Black and white, light and dark, what difference does it
make?”
Slowly
Harry picked up the two kings, “Dumbledore and Voldemort,
one against the other.” He placed them in their spots, “Everyone else is but
pawns.” He paused, “Then there are those who desire to remain out of the
conflict but undoubtedly are drug into it.
Like the two of us, we are as much chess pieces as everyone else. Each side wanting to have
control.” He smiled slightly, “I feel fortunate to have a way to stay
out of it but I know that they will try to pull me into their war.” Slowly he
got to his feet, “When you figure out what you want to do Draco,
tell me, I’ll support you however I can.” He paused, “I have to go for now
though, I’m hungry.” He turned and left, heading outside, to the woods.
“Ever
feel like the world was against you?” A familiar voice said from the darkness.
Harry
turned towards the darkness, “More then you know, Nicolae.”
“Damn,
you recognized my voice, didn’t you?” He smiled, moving towards him, stepping
out of the shadows.
Harry
embraced him, smiling, “I missed you!
Training takes up too much time.”
Nicolae’s long black hair was tied back from his face with
a piece of leather. His green/grey eyes
were flecked with gold; he had undergone his rite of passage as well. He was dressed in red and black leather,
fitting against his form perfectly, “I know the
feeling, at least I was only taught at home, wasn’t invited to some school to
have some old coot try to control me.” He hugged him tight before ruffling his
hair, laughing.
“Hey! Cut that out!”
He
laughed, “Poor Aurel.” He smoothed his hair out, not
letting him escape.
Harry
smiled up at him, “So what brings you out here?”
He
let him go, stretching, the leather he was wearing creaked a little under the
shift, “I wanted to see you, I’ve missed you, and…” He trailed off.
“And…?”
He cocked his head to the side, looking at him expectantly.
“I
wanted to spend some time with you.” He said quickly.
Harry
shook his head, “Nicolae, you are one in a million.”
He laughed softly, “Want to hunt with me?
I’m a touch hungry and haven’t had a hunting partner since I left for
school.”
“I
would love to.”
He
kissed his cheek before running off into the woods, “Let’s go!”
Nicolae smiled, running after him. The two young vampires were on the prowl,
hunting for a proper meal. Although
animals weren’t as good as humans they were plentiful. They hunted, prowled, stalked, made their way easily through the trees to find their food. Once both were sated they sat back against a
tree, relaxing happily.
“I
missed that.” Harry stretched, letting his eyes close. Nicolae mumbled
something he couldn’t quite make out, “What was that?”
“You’re
cute when you hunt.” He mumbled, “Anyway, I wanted to see you, wanted to make
sure you were alright. That idiot, Voldemort, has been harassing my sire, trying to get him to
pick a side. He told him to go to hell.”
He laughed, “I hear that Dumbledore has been as well, trying to get people to
chose sides.”
“They’re
fools. What makes either of them think
that we’re going to?”
He
shrugged, “I have no idea.” He paused, “Dumbledore’s been screening my mail,
think you can get a message to my father?”
“No
problem. What do you want me to tell
him?”
“That
I’m alright and I know that the season is coming.” He paused, looking over at
him, “Nicolae, did you come here to seduce me?” He
questioned, raising an eyebrow.
If
he had been human he would have been blushing, “Maybe.”
He
slugged his arm, “You really came to seduce me, didn’t you? That season is coming and you don’t want
either of us to be alone!”
“Aurel, you’re my best friend. We can’t be alone and if you don’t find
someone will you stay with me? It
doesn’t have to be forever, just for the week.
Don’t want you attacking your fellow students.”
He
smirked, “Think you can handle me?”
He
smiled, “Oh, I think I can.”
“Good.”
He got to his feet, “Hopefully you can.” He walked out of the woods, making his
way back to Hogwarts, leaving Nicolae sitting in the
woods.
Harry
stretched, a low purr escaping his lips as he made his way into the castle, his
mind wandering to the past few years.
Everything from finding out he had a godfather
to being kidnapped to assist with Voldemort’s
revival. He had managed to get through
the tri-wizard tournament without using vampiric
magic although there had been a few times where he had been tempted to. He was sure that had saved his life. Once Voldemort had
been revived he had sensed the vampire blood he wore around his neck and
demanded to know how it was that he had come by it. He calmly explained his situation and Voldemort let him go, let him take Cedric’s body back
without a fuss. His godfather had been
killed in their fifth year, well, thrown into the veil. Thankfully he had plenty of support to get
through the loss.
Unconsciously
he snarled, his sensitive nose picking up the smell of someone he despised as
he was lost in thought. It was
Dumbledore, one of the people he had no desire to see; at least he was well
fed. He moved faster, trying to escape
his notice but a part of him knew it was already too late.
“Harry.”
He moved toward the young vampire.
“What
do you want, old man?” He growled softly, eyes flashing angrily for a moment
before settling into their normal color.
“I
saw you out, wanted to know what you were doing.”
“If
you must know, I was feeding. Not that
it’s any of your business.”
The
old man looked past him, “There was someone else with you?”
“Perhaps.” He paused, “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have some
business to attend to.” He said coldly, brushing past him only to have his arm
grabbed. He looked down at the offending
limb, “I suggest you release me. You
have no right to touch me.”
“I’m
worried about you.” He sounded genuinely concerned.
He
pulled his arm away, “Don’t be. You
forget that I can take care of myself. I
was raised and trained to do so. I suggest
you do not presume to worry about my well being.”
“We
all worry.”
Harry
growled, “Did I not tell you to leave me alone?” He hissed, “Stay out of my
business.” He was bordering on losing control and knew that Doriel
would find out easily and he would be taken home, “Just stay away from me.” He
rushed down to the dungeons, slowly getting himself back under control.
“Aurel!” It was Blaise,
he had obviously been waiting in the common room for him to return, “Where have
you been?”
“I
went out to feed. Don’t worry, I’m
fine. Besides having Dumbledore accost
me on my way in I’m great.”
“Bastard.” He hissed, “You look horrible, get some
sleep. Things will look better in the
morning I’m sure.”
“Yeah,
I’m sure.” He moved towards their room, slowly stripping and changing into his
night clothes before crawling into bed, “Good night.” He said softly, falling
asleep slowly.
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