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In my Darkest Hours	By : ieatmyfeelings Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4199 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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AN: hey guys here is chapter 11, I’m not happy with how it turned out but hopefully it doesn’t disappoint you guys too much….here ya go.

Chapter 11: Firsts

            Harry sat in his customary chair next to his bed with his eyes glued to his mate. In the month since Draco’s transformation began Harry had not once stepped outside of his and Severus’s chambers. He only permitted the Potions Master and Dumbledore entry; maintaining his constant vigil, never leaving Draco’s side for more than an hour. Tonight was different though. When Harry had woke at sunset, he didn’t go about his normal routine of showering then feeding, before sitting beside Draco’s bed and catching up on missed school work. All Harry had done was get dressed in the complete darkness and sit staring at Draco waiting for the moment his mate’s eyes opened when he could look into those icy blue depths again.

            Harry stared at the changes that his vampiric blood made on Draco, which were few and would never be noticed by humans; Draco’s skin was whiter than before, almost porcelain looking, his lips had plumped up a bit and taken on more of a red hue, and his muscles gained more definition. Little things that seemed so prominent to Harry’s preternatural sight would never be noticed by anyone else. Harry was so engrossed in his thoughts and appraisal of Draco’s new appearance that he barely noticed when Draco took his first shaky breath in a month. “Draco.” Harry whispered as quietly as possible, knowing it would still sound loud to his mate.

            Draco groaned as he opened his eyes. “Harry, it worked?” he asked groggily, flinching at the volume of his normal speech.

            “Yes it worked, you’re a vampire now.” Harry said, never raising the volume of his voice as he watched Draco sit up in the bed and turn towards him. Harry gasped, his breath catching in his throat when his eyes met Draco’s. His mate’s eyes were even more intense than ever before, their blue more crystalline and piercing and sent shivers down Harry’s spine straight to his groin.

            Draco nodded with a small smile as he swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up. “I’m thirsty, I can smell the squibs…” he muttered as if the thought was slightly repulsive.

            Harry sighed softly, he had no idea how to be some one’s sire but he didn’t have a choice in the matter. “Yes I’m sure you are thirsty, but before we feed, is there anything you want to know? I know you researched like a fiend before this happened, but any questions?” Harry asked as he reached out and brushed a strand of Draco’s white blonde hair from his face.

            Draco’s whole body relaxed at Harry’s touch as he enjoyed how soft and rough the skin on Harry’s hand felt at the same time. “No, I knew what I was getting into. I’m just thirsty, are we going hunting or are we feeding from the squibs?” Draco asked trying to cover his nervousness with a cocky grin.

            “We are feeding here, two of the squibs have volunteered tonight; they know the risks. Now you have a choice to make Draco, do you want me to feed first to show you how or would you rather feed first? Watching me will be difficult…” Harry said as he walked towards the bedroom door.

            “You first.” Draco said before he quickly covered his eyes as Harry opened the door into the living room; the light from the fireplace was burning his eyes.

            Harry quickly turned around and stood in front of Draco, blocking the light. “You can open your eyes Draco. I know it feels like your eyes are going to burn out, but believe me they won’t. You need to take baby steps, I know it is a shock to the system but at least I didn’t have a burning candle on the bedside table like Severus did when I woke. That did not feel nice!” Harry said with a laugh, trying to put his newborn mate at ease.

            Draco nodded nervously before cracking one eye open at a time, slowly becoming accustomed to the light. “Now I see why some days you couldn’t bring yourself to get out of bed. If a bleeding fire hurts this bad the sun must be a bitch!” he muttered flashing Harry his cocky smirk.

            “You have no clue.” Harry laughed before taking Draco’s hand and leading him into the empty living room. “Wait here, I’m going to get the squib I will feed from.” he said before walking over to the door to the squibs’ quarters. A few moments later Harry returned to the living room with a cautious squib behind him. “Ok Draco, I know you’re not breathing. You need to become used to this smell, it will surround you once we go back to class.” Harry said, trying to sound encouraging.

            Draco nodded before taking a small breath, instantly he was hit with the most enticing smell in the world. “Merlin!” he gasped as he felt his fangs instantly lengthen, and his entire body scream to sink them into that soft throat.

            “You’re doing great Draco; what you smell is this woman’s blood radiating from her. It will call to you and entice you as I’m sure it is now, you need to fight it.” Harry instructed as his own body began reacting to the woman behind him. After a few moments, Draco looked like he was in control of himself enough to continue. “Now I’m going to feed, the smell and the sight of her blood will not make it easy for you to resist, so do not breath and I will try not to make a mess.” Harry said before moving over to the squib. “Now your body will know exactly where to bite, the scent of blood is strongest there, just let your body take over.” Harry instructed as he did what he was instructing. Harry’s fangs lengthen to their full potential as he closed his eyes and for the first time since the night he woke up a vampire he let the blood call to him. When his face had reached the base of the women’s neck, Harry opened his mouth wide and bit down on the soft flesh puncturing it easily. He groaned as the fragrant blood hit his tongue. All of the squibs ate like kings that evening knowing it could be their last meal and the taste of this women’s meal of lobster and pasta was heavy in her blood. Harry could hear Draco shifting restlessly from foot to foot as he took another deep pull of blood, savouring it in his mouth; trying to detect the flavours of the espresso cheese cake the squib had eaten for dessert. Never before had Harry fed like this, it had always been a necessity that he had quickly fulfilled, but with Draco standing there waiting for his turn, Harry felt like this is how it was meant to be, enjoying the experience not rushing through it. After one more mouthful of the rich blood Harry was satisfied, he slowly pulled his fangs from the woman’s throat, licking away the stray blood. “Thank you.” he said softly with a smile. “Your choice of a meal was fabulous, now if you could send the two who volunteered out here when you go back I would appreciate it.”

            The squib quickly nodded before rushing off to her quarters.

            “Sweet Slytherin that was harder than I thought it would be.” Draco breathed shakily once the squib was gone. “What do you mean her meal was fabulous?” he asked as he walked up to Harry standing next to him.

            Harry turned to his mate with a smile. “You can always tell from their blood if they have eaten or not, when they are sufficiently fed, their blood takes on a new depth and it takes less to fill you. Tonight was the first time I’ve let myself just enjoy feeding, and I could not only tell she had eaten but I could taste the food and its complex flavours.” Harry said slightly dazed by the experience.

            Draco groaned softly as the pain in his burning throat intensified at the talk of blood and how it tasted. “I hate how something so gross sounds so bloody fantastic right now!” Draco growled out, each word scraping his burning throat.

            Harry chuckled as the squibs walked in. “It is bloody fantastic, it’s only the human part of you who thinks it’s gross…Now…come on.” Harry said beckoning to Draco to come closer to the squibs standing in front of them.

            “What if I can’t stop?!” Draco blurted out nervously his eyes wide at the sight of the people he would be drinking from.

            Harry turned around to look at his mate and saw the terror in his eyes. “Draco, you will be able to stop, I will be here with you. These two people knew the risks of this, they have already received a handsome hazard pay and will receive more when you have successfully stopped. I have faith in you Draco, I will help you.” Harry said softly, as he pulled Draco into his arms and placed a soft kiss on his mate’s lips.

            Draco leaned in deepening the kiss moaning at how wonderful it felt to be kissing Harry, he could never remember it feeling so good as a human.

            Harry chuckled as he felt Draco wrap his arms around his shoulders; Harry gently nipped Draco’s bottom lip as he broke the kiss. “We can continue this later, you need to feed.” he muttered as he kissed Draco again quickly before stepping back.

            Draco groaned in frustration but he knew Harry was right, with every passing second the thirst intensified. Draco turned towards the squibs and saw the nervous looks on their faces. “Don’t let me kill them.” Draco silently prayed to whoever would hear before walking up to the nearest person. The closer to the man Draco got, the stronger the scent of his blood became, and by the time Draco was standing in front of the squib. Draco’s body was quaking with his blood lust. Slowly and gently, Draco reached out and tilted the man’s head to the side baring the soft skin of his throat to the very thirsty vampire. Taking a deep breath of the intoxicating scent, Draco closed his eyes, opened his mouth and quickly sunk his fangs deep into the man’s pulsing throat. The first mouthful of blood was like liquid fire that burned through Draco waking all of the cells in his body, the second mouthful made Draco moan and his knees weak at how wonderful it tasted, the third mouthful made Draco smile into the squib’s neck when he tasted the shepherd’s pie the man had eaten for dinner, the fourth mouthful was slightly disappointing…the blood was beginning to pour into his mouth at a slower rate. Distantly Draco could hear Harry calling his name and talking to him in a calm voice, the fifth mouthful was worse than the fourth most of the flavour of the man’s meal was gone and Draco had to really work to get enough blood to fill his mouth. Draco could still hear Harry speaking to him but he wasn’t listening close enough to hear the words, just as he was about to take another pull of blood from the man in his grasp, Harry’s voice rose in volume making Draco hear him.

            “Draco you will kill him! Stop!”

            Instantly Draco pulled away from the squib his eyes flying open to see the pale man sinking to his knees now that Draco wasn’t holding him up. “Oh Merlin…did I?” he asked terrified that he had killed the man.

            Harry quickly wrapped Draco in his arms. “No, you didn’t, you stopped on time Draco. That was very well done; you did better than I did my first time.” Harry assured his mate quietly before letting go of Draco. Harry walked over to the squib, pulled a vial out of his pocket and handed it to the squib. “Here take this, it is a blood replenishing potion, Severus brewed it.” Once the man had drunken the potion Harry turned back to his mate. “Now you need more blood, it will be much easier to stop this time.” Harry assured Draco while gently pulling him over to the next squib.

            Within ten minutes, Draco was full of blood, both squibs were alive, and Draco and Harry were lying in Harry’s bed in each other’s arms for the first time in a month. “You have no idea how many times I worried that I had done something wrong, that you wouldn’t come back to me.” Harry murmured his lips on Draco’s neck.

            Draco sighed softly as Harry’s lips caused shivers to run rampant all over his body. “A little thing like death couldn’t keep me from you.” he said with a chuckle before turning his face towards Harry’s to capture his mate’s lips in a deep and passionate kiss.

            Severus walked into his quarters that night after dinner in the Great Hall, he was slightly apprehensive of what he would find when he returned. Looking around his living room he saw an empty vial on the carpet and quickly walked over to it and scooped it up; bringing the vial to his nose he smelt what he knew to be one of his blood replenishing potions. “So Draco was able to stop, I wonder where those two have gotten to.” Severus mused looking around the room, within moments his silent question was answered by a deep moan and the sound of flesh hitting flesh coming from Harry’s bedroom. “Hormonal teenagers!” Severus internally growled as he quickly turned and left his quarters not planning on returning for quite a while.

            “You can move; I’m fine.” Draco muttered with his face buried in his pillow as he wiggled his hips slightly, trying to encourage Harry to move.

            With a moan Harry pulled back slightly and thrust his hips forward again trying to be as gentle as possible. He had no idea how it had happened; one moment Draco was kissing him, the next they were naked and Draco was asking for Harry to shag him. Harry continued his shallow thrusting not really sure what to do, neither Draco nor Harry had ever considered themselves gay before and neither knew what they were doing.

            “Fuck Harry, I’m not going to break! Faster!” Draco growled as he pushed himself back against Harry hard, moaning at the feeling of Harry sliding into him hard and fast.

            Harry needed no more encouragement before he began thrusting harder and faster, loving the way it felt and how Draco’s moans sounded. Harry’s rhythm was still clumsy and awkward but he knew eventually that would go away. After a few moments Harry could feel his climax getting closer and quickly reached around Draco’s waist to grab the blonde’s cock and fist him in time with his thrusts.

            A few minutes later both men lay in each other’s arms fast asleep completely spent.
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