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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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The weather was becoming ridiculously cold even for someone like Edge. Snow had started falling to the ground leaving it with a blanket of white. It was the perfect cover for his leopard form if he ever so chose to spend any time on the outside. Personally, Edge liked it better right where he was. The sofa was soft and warm from the large fire burning in the fireplace. The warming charms that had been placed over the room helped as well. He would never get enough of this homey feeling even though he knew that he would have to leave it at some point in the future. To him, it was the worst part of being a vampire, of any kind, but it was also something that he had no control over. People would notice his never changing state and drive him off or knew only to die in the end, which only lead to him leaving anyway.
Edge sighed and draped an arm over his eyes with the other one resting across his waist. He listened to the sounds of the two humans bustling around in the kitchen as they finished their meal and cleaned up. The domestic noises made him smile softly and with a longing for something similar. He had it once and could have it again now that… Edge grimaced removing the arm and laying it with the other one. He would not allow himself to forgive the man that easily. Edge had given it once before without too much thought about it; not this time. Dante would have to earn it the hard way. A bark like laugh brought his attention back to the humans on the other side of the wall.
Remus and Sirius. Werewolf and grim animagus. Mates for life. Edge felt his heart clench a little; not in jealousy, but in sadness. He knew that as a werewolf, Remus would only ever have the one mate his entire lifetime. Now that he was bonded with Harry as Guardian that life was now increased for an undetermined amount of time, a time that Sirius would never be able to have. Remus would live as long as Harry did, never changing, unless he was physically killed by another creature. Spells and curses would have no effect and silver would only be an irritation. Sirius would grow old as normal and eventually die like the rest. A part of Edge wished he had never filled them in on the little tidbit but he couldn’t not of told them either. They had taken the news well, all things considered, but he had still picked up on the sadness and depression that had leaked from them. Edge sighed again bringing his hands up to dig the heels into his eyes to stop the burning behind his lids. He should have just drained Harry, wait, no, he should have never listened to that psychotic mad man in the first place. Gah! He was so stupid! Damn Dante for leaving him alone for so long he became desperate for constant company that wouldn’t die in a few years. Damn it. Even as a human he had been emotional and easily attached. He had needed a companion. He had thought he had gotten over that but apparently that was not so. Edge growled at himself in anger as his nails dug into his hair. No, Dante would not be forgiven so easily. He knew, and had left anyway. Damn him.
“Merlin’s balls! Edge! You scared the hell out of us.”Edge removed his hands to look at Sirius who was leaning with one hand on the matching lounge chair, his wand tight in his fist, with the other hand resting against his chest where his heart would be underneath. Sirius was blinking at him and breathing a little fast. Edge tilted his head back at a sigh behind him to see Remus lowering his wand and shaking his head.
“Could you not let us know you were here, at least as common courtesy?”
Edge sniffed as he sat up swinging his legs to rest on the floor. “I apologize.” He avoided looking at them as they made themselves comfortable in the chairs on either side of the sofa. He had come wanting the company but now all he wanted was to leave.
“Is everything okay?” Edge glanced up at Remus who was looking at him with a concerned expression as he sipped at his tea. Remus sighed as he sat it down when Edge did not answer only turning his attention back to the floor. “Sorry, but I can smell you are upset.”
Edge shook his head before standing with the intent of leaving. Yes he had originally wanted to talk with someone but now his nerves were too wired for him to do so. He stopped and glanced down at the hand encircling his wrist. He looked up into Sirius’ soft blue gray eyes.
“Would you have come had you not wanted someone to talk with?” Edge looked away but shook his head in a negative. “Then stay. Talk with us. It doesn’t have to be about anything you don’t want it to be about.
Edge looked back at the two men. He could see why these two meant so much to Harry. They tried so hard to take care of those they cared about and both could understand hardships others could not. Remus with his being a werewolf and Sirius with his time spent in Azkaban. They worked so well with each other as well moving around as though they could tell where the other was going. Edge hardly saw them separate from each other.
“We do not even have to talk.”
Edge focused on Remus who looked at him steadily those warm amber eyes willing him to stay. He noticed the more honey color to them that came with the approach of the full moon later that week. The man would start taking the Wolfsbane soon even though Edge really wished he wouldn’t. Edge nodded signally Sirius to let him go as he moved back to sit on the sofa. A few minutes passed before he was stretched back out into his original position. Both arms rested across his waist with his head turned toward the fire. He listened quietly as the two talked back and forth about anything and everything ranging from random students to how they would be setting up a particular demonstration. Edge knew they were purposefully refraining from talking about anything that referred to him in anyway. He was more than grateful for the chance to get himself back under control from his brief lapse.
“Dante’s back.” They paused in their conversation and looked over at him.
Sirius tilted his head. “Who?”
“My Sire. He has returned.”
“Well, that’s a good thing, right?” Sirius sat up from his lounged position crossing a leg over his other and leaning with his elbow resting on the chair arm.
Edge shrugged. “Sure it is.”
“Then why are you like this?”
Edge tilted his head to look at Remus who had curled his legs up under him in the chair with his now empty tea mug resting on one knee with his hands wrapped around it. He looked back to the fire. “He was the wolf that hurt Harry so bad.” Both canines growled making Edge smile at their protectiveness. “He was after Severus and Harry got in his way.”
Sirius snorted crossing his arms over his chest. “That is no excuse.”
“If Dante was meaning to kill Harry he would have.”
“Are you sure of that?”
Edge moved to rest his weight on an elbow as he turned to growl at the werewolf. “Yes, I am.” Remus just stared back at him.
“Let’s not fight tonight, okay?” Sirius looked between the two creatures in front of him. He knew Remus was on edge with the approaching moon and Edge himself seemed highly uptight at the return of his Sire. Neither situation would turn out well if the tension remained and Sirius was not really in the mood to be breaking anything up. It was only when Edge relaxed back onto the sofa that Sirius relaxed back into his chair. “Hold on.” He looked over at Edge tilting his head at him. “Dante is a wolf and your Sire, right?” Edge nodded without looking at him. “How does that work?”
Edge turned to Sirius. “What do you mean?”
“Didn’t you mention to Harry that Childe animals follow that of the Sire?” Remus got Edge’s attention back making the vampire twist his neck back at an odd angle to look at him. “If Dante is a wolf, then should you not be some kind of canine?”
Edge sighed closing his eyes and sitting back up to face them. “It’s complicated.”
Sirius rolled his eyes. “Un-complicate it.”
Edge glared at him. “Fine, it’s a long complicated story.” He did not want to talk about this.
“We have time.” Remus felt the need to point out.
Edge growled digging his fingers into his hair; gripping it. “I do not want to talk about it.” He did not like even thinking about his transition and the reason behind it.
The room grew silent and stayed that way. The fire continued to crackle merrily. No one bothered to move from their positions.
“You mentioned your Sire had a werewolf Guardian.”
Edge and Sirius looked over at Remus who was staring at the cup in his hands. His fingers traced the rim. Edge nodded sitting straighter. “He does. Last I knew. Darius was his name.”
Remus nodded. “Would Dante be able to help?”
Sirius moved to the edge of his chair. “Remus…”
Edge held up a hand to quiet him. He kept his eyes on Remus who still did not look at them. “He could.” His heart was suddenly pounding in his chest. It appeared as though Remus was really thinking about this. “Are you really…”
Remus shook his head. Edge felt his heart drop until the tawny haired man spoke again. “This would also involve work on Harry’s part, no?” He watched Edge from the corner of his eye until the vampire nodded. “Then I need to speak with him first, but, this may be something I look into doing. The wolf bound itself to Harry for a reason and I’m assuming because it knew. If I’m going to be bound to Harry as his Guardian then I want to do it right.”
Edge nodded in agreement. He noticed Sirius looking tense and unhappy which he could understand. Remus was making plans for a future he could not be part of. It also explained why Remus was refusing to look from his mug. “I shall talk it over with Dante in the meantime.”
“I apologize for making you do something you are uncomfortable with.”
“No, I need to face him at some point. This is a reason I cannot push away.” Edge stood noting that Sirius was looking less happy then before. It was time he left them to themselves. There was nothing he could do. “Until tomorrow night.”
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The door closed behind the vampire before Sirius moved from his chair. He all but bolted from the room his body tense and shaking. Remus sighed, closing his eyes, his own body tense. He hated doing this to his mate but there was nothing else he could do. He would be the one left to protect and be there for their cub and he was not going to do it half way. Harry deserved that and more. Harry deserved to also have his godfather but Remus could not see a way to make that be possible.
With another sigh Remus moved into to the kitchen to place his mug in the sink. He stared at it allowing himself to feel the sadness that would creep around him. The whole situation was upsetting and he understood why Sirius was upset. He wouldn’t want to die knowing the people he loved would have to live for centuries on dealing with his death. But Remus had his own issues and his own pain to deal with. He would be the one living on; he would be the one that would miss his mate more and more with every passing day.
Remus closed his eyes feeling the wolf getting agitated under his skin. Another thing that had begun to change since the start of the school year. The beast was pacing making his skin crawl. He could feel its frustration and annoyance but he was unsure as to what it was annoyed at. Remus had taken to paying the wolf more attention since the last full moon when Edge had told them about the bond. Every now and then the wolf would notice him and he would feel those golden eyes stare at him for the rest of the day. Sometimes Remus would stare back, others he would do his best to ignore the beast like he had in years previous. They had yet to communicate with each other but Remus was able to pick up on the wolf’s stronger emotions.
“What do you have to be annoyed about?”
The wolf gave no answer other than to growl at him and continue its pacing. Remus shook his head before shivering as the wolf purposefully rubbed against his skin. He sent the wolf his own growl which was returned with a snort. How this was going to work Remus had no clue.
Deciding to ignore the wolf for now, Remus made his way into the bedroom where he knew Sirius would be. They had yet to talk about this and he figured now might as well be the time to do it. At first he was afraid that Sirius had snuck out while he was in the kitchen until he saw the shivering lump under the blankets in the middle of the bed. He knew it was Padfoot by the size of said lump. Remus took his time getting ready for bed to give Padfoot enough time to decide if he wanted to leave or not. The dog stayed where he was but the shivering had stopped as he listened to the werewolf rummaging around. A whine reached Remus’ ears when he sat on the edge of the bed. Remus buried himself under the blankets as well wrapping himself around Padfoot before he returned the whine with one of his own nuzzling his mates furry head.
“We need to talk Sirius.” A whine in protest. “Please.”
A few minutes later Padfoot changed into Sirius who sat up throwing the blankets off the both of them. “What is there to talk about, Remus? I’m going to eventually die. Nothing has changed there.”
“Sirius…” Remus took in the shaking form of the man before him. His mate was in a state Remus hadn’t seen him in since he had gotten out of Azkaban.
“I don’t want to leave you, or Harry, and I… there’s nothing…” Sirius took a deep breath shrugging off Remus’ hand when it touched his shoulder. “In all honesty, I do feel a little better, knowing Harry will have someone, but… but it still hurts.”
Remus wrapped Sirius up in a tight hug nuzzling behind the mans ear receiving a soft chuckle and a soft, half hearted shove in protest. “We are both alive right now, Sirius, and as long as I have say, you will still be with both of us for a long time to come.”
After a few minutes Sirius nodded. His slight shivering continued urging Remus to nuzzle his mate some more. Sirius turned to nuzzle him back making him smile softly even though he couldn’t help but wonder if Sirius noticed that he was doing it more often than he normally did. Usually Remus would only nuzzle Sirius right before the full moon when Moony was strongest but now Remus was doing it on his own. It worried him a little bit but it was having the desired effect on his mate so he shoved his worries away. Remus gasped when he felt soft lips suddenly upon his own.
Remus quickly returned to deep kiss moaning softly at the feel of Sirius’ hands running along his sides. The touch felt desperate, as did the kiss, yet Remus returned them just the same. He allowed Sirius to press him back onto the pillows before he moved to nibble at his neck. Both of them knew they were alive but Remus could tell that this was affirmation. A confirmation that even though they would be parted at some point in the future they were both here, right now, alive, and together. Remus pulled Sirius back up into a deep kiss even as he rolled them over so that he was settled on top.
The kisses where deep but slow. Clothes disappeared quickly though they took their time with each other. Lips and tongues wondered, teeth nibbled small patches of skin, and hands caressed as though they were touching anew. Whimpers, gasps, and moans broke past parted lips as well as whispers of ‘I love you’ and each others names.
Remus caressed Sirius’ thighs as he brought them up to rest on the inside of his elbows. Blue gray met amber as lubricant and stretching charms were muttered. It wasn’t as intimate, or effective, but Remus needed Sirius and he knew Sirius would be able to handle it. He positioned himself leaning down to nibble and lick behind the dark haired mans ear earning a quiet moan as hands tightened about his hips. He had just settled himself within the warmth of his mate when he felt the brush of fur under his skin.
Remus tensed burying his head in his lovers neck clenching his teeth and his eyes shut. He heard Sirius whisper his name in concern but he focused his attention on the wolf under his skin. No. Not now. Give me this time, please. The wolf paused and looked at him. It was nothing for the wolf to influence him during times like this but Remus didn’t want that this time, not that he did other times, but especially not this one. He felt Sirius wrap his arms around him probably figuring what was ailing him. He nuzzled his neck in response even as the wolf kept staring at him. Finally, the wolf lowered its head before disappearing. Remus started, jerking into Sirius who moaned and move back against him. The wolf was gone. Remus blinked. He felt the wolf… nowhere. He knew the wolf was still there but he couldn’t feel it. For the first time in years he couldn’t feel the wolf.
“Remy, please.”
Remus jerked back to reality lifting his head to look at Sirius. Sirius gave him a concerned look before he rocked against Remus. The werewolf closed his eyes biting back a moan as he started to slowly move within his mate. He quickly lost himself in the feel of Sirius and the noises the man below him was making. He let one leg go allowing it to wrap about his waist so he could grip Sirius’ hip to help hold him in place as he quickened and deepened his thrusts. Blunt nails dug into his shoulders as Sirius started breathing him name with ‘harder’ and ‘more’. Remus obliged adjusting his angle to hit Sirius prostate just the way the other man preferred. Sirius keened tightening his legs around Remus and nipping at his shoulders. Remus nipped back, a hand going to wrap around his mate. Sirius arched, his head going back with a moan, as Remus moved his hand in tune with his thrusts. Remus felt Sirius tighten around him bracing himself as teeth soon bit into his shoulder and warmth exploded between their bellies. The werewolf moaned, bracing himself and moving faster, biting Sirius back until the teeth let go of his skin. It hurt more without the wolf messing with him but it still got him going. Originally, Remus had been the only biter for obvious reasons but Sirius had quickly learned what it did in return for the werewolf when done at the right time. Those teeth grazed him again, the pleasure pain sending him over, moaning into Sirius ear who whimpered back before he nipped Sirius shoulder again.
The two lay, breathing heavy, sweat cooling on their skin, as they gently licked each others wounds. Once again, Remus had been the one to start this little ritual, and Sirius just picked it up. The perks of being a werewolf he guessed. Sirius turned to him and kissed him gently before rolling them over so he could nestle into Remus’ side and place his head over the steadily beating heart. Remus cast a gentle cleaning charm over them both before grabbing the blankets and covering them up. He laid an arm over Sirius’ that was laying across his stomach his other hand idly playing with the soft dark strands. Amber eyes stared at the ceiling as he listened to the soft breathing of his mate as he settled into sleep. Remus nuzzled the top of Sirius’ head earning a soft sigh and a nuzzle in return before the dark haired man succumbed to sleep.
The wolf returned right as Remus himself was dozing off. They looked at each other. Thank you. The only reply Remus got before he lost himself in slumber was the slight nod of the wolfs head.
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