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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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Harry stretched and yawned as he woke from his daytime slumber. He quickly spotted Severus grading papers in his normal chair. The man continued to grade even as Harry shifted back into his human form with another half awake yawn.
“Good evening.”
Harry glanced at the stoic man waiting for him to say something else, or to at least glance at him, but those dark eyes never once left the parchment they were currently roving over. It was as though Severus had said nothing at all. Harry rolled his eyes. Typical Severus. He stood and flitted to the Potion Master’s side. There was the smallest of twitch in the muscles as Harry appeared at his side but no other action to give away that Severus knew Harry was there. Harry sighed before leaning over the dark haired mans’ shoulder to glance at the parchment he had just replaced the first with. He could quickly tell they were first year assignments simply by the handwriting and the young adolescent smell that was faintly wafting from them beneath the smell of parchment and ink. There were also the soft growls of irritation from Severus whenever he read something that was wrong and he had to mark it out. Harry winced at the amount of red this particular first year would be getting back. With another irritated huff from Severus another clean essay came into view as the red stained one went to the bottom of the stack. With a soft smirk, Harry nuzzled into the pale neck smiling more as the head tilted just slightly to the side giving him better access. He heard the gasp, just barely, as he blew cool breath over an ear.
Severus shivered refusing to give into the urge to close his eyes in bliss. It was bad enough that his head tilted without his say so the minute the brat got close. He forced his attention back onto the first year parchments resting in his lap but it refused to stay long enough for his brain to register even one word. Yes, he had gotten used to the brat feeding from him like the leach he was, and the pleasures that went with it, but this was getting ridiculous. The brats’ fangs weren’t even out yet and here he was almost ready to start panting. The very tip of a tongue ghosted its way over his skin leaving a cool trail over his heated skin. His eyes closed with a groan only to fly open afterwards as he registered that the sound came from him. Damn it. Severus no longer held parchment in his hand but held the fabric of the chair arm. The other fisted the quill he was using so hard that he was suddenly afraid he would snap it in two. And he was hard, pulsing under the stack of parchment now resting precariously in his lap. One twitch and he knew they would go fluttering to the floor. That blasted tongue once again ran over his neck from shoulder to ear only this time it was a full lick filled with promise and just a hint of fang. Severus shivered wanting those fangs to sink in so bad in that moment that his heart raced in anticipation. Fuck. There was a reason this shouldn’t happen right now. What was it?
“Your mutts…your mutts want to see you.” Severus choked out as those fangs brushed his skin once again. Harry only hummed in response with a whispered ‘okay’ before giving a soft nip. It wasn’t enough to break the skin but it had Severus jerking away and glaring firmly at the young vampire. “They would prefer now.” He only just barely got that out before his breath got stuck.
Harry blinked golden hued eyes at him before returning his, somewhat, glare. “Why now?”
Severus swallowed thickly willing himself to get back under control. What the hell was going on with him recently? “How would I know? They only said it was important.”
“It can still wait a few minutes.” Harry purred leaning back in only to have Severus jerk back again placing a hand on his chest to hold him back.
“You can feed afterwards.”
Harry growled. “No, now.”
Severus felt the pressure of the vampires power settle over him. He mentally shook it off. At least that was getting easier. Severus stopped Harry with firmer pressure on his chest. “Do you really want to go see your mutts smelling like me and sex?” Severus waited watching golden green eyes blink as Harry took in what he was saying. There was no way he could feed without inducing, Severus would never admit it out loud, uncontrolled lust which would lead to other things that Severus refused to think about if only to save his own sanity and pride. He watched with an amused smirk as his meaning sunk in and a faint blush appeared over pale cheeks. The vampires blood stores weren’t completely gone then. He could wait. “Now go.”
Harry swallowed flitting away from the enticing smell of his professor and over to the door. He closed his eyes taking in deep breaths to calm his hunger and nerves. Taking a glance over at Severus he watched the man shift back into his original position in the chair rearranging the stack of parchments back to their original neatness. This was the first time that Severus had refused a feeding since their night down by the lake. Something in Harry was afraid that there were more reasons than just his godfathers wanting to see him making Severus pull away from him. He knew it was irrational but it bothered him that his stoic Potions Professor suddenly looked distraught and bothered. Without thinking, Harry flitted back to Severus, and before Severus could even react to him being there, he gave a quick, playful nip to the mans’ ear. Severus gasped and jerked reaching out to hit the stupid brat but Harry was already at the door with a wide smile on his face. Without missing a beat, Severus grabbed his empty mug and threw it at the already closed door with a growl. Harry cheekily poked his head back around the door to smile and wave at him before closing it completely behind him as he left. Severus felt his face flame as the chuckles faded down the corridor. He never knew his ears were sensitive enough to cause pleasure induced tremors to consume him to the point of almost losing himself in his damn trousers. Severus sighed raking a hand over his heated face. He glanced at the student essays before tossing them onto the table and heading for the shower. Damn brat was going to be the death of him yet.
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The Shrieking Shake was bitterly cold. The night wind blew through the old planks making soft whistles fill the small room. Sirius shivered, partly from the cold that warming charms couldn’t keep out, and partly from the healing lick of Edge’s tongue as it grazed over the sensitive skin of his wrist. He blinked blurred eyes at the vampire as he leaned back against the foot of the bed to bask in his recent feeding. It had been taking less to fulfill the vampire than when he had first started feeding him. Sirius supposed it had a lot to do with regular supply instead of being spaced out among weeks sometimes longer.
Sirius sighed moving to crawl onto the recently replaced bed covers before transforming and curling as tight as he could in the middle. His tail draped comfortably over his cold nose catching his warm puffs of air. Remus and Harry had returned to the castle close to a good hour ago and Dante had gone to wherever he was kipping down for the days. Sirius didn’t know, and Edge hadn’t asked, so he didn’t really care; as long as he was away from Harry. Sirius himself had wanted time to his thoughts though Edge had promised to stay with him to make sure he didn’t forget warming charms through the night. That was Remus though; constantly caring for others before himself. Sirius curled himself tighter against a particular biting breeze. Or was he?
He thought back over the conversation from earlier. Dante had started off by announcing what was wrong with Remus. Sirius huffed. There was nothing wrong with Remus; he was Remus and that was that. He readjusted his tail to better catch his warm breath in the thick fur. But, Remus wasn’t completely wolf and that made him wrong. What was assumed normal was apparently not the case. According to the older vampire, Remus had developed the wolf as its own entity within his mind. Sirius had rolled his eyes then but now it sort of made sense. Hadn’t he done something similar while in Azkaban to protect himself from the dementors? Hadn’t he reverted to Padfoots track of mind to protect his human one? Maybe it had the opposite effect with Remus. Originally, he may have created the wolf as a way to protect the human but instead made it worse on himself by just creating something inside to be feared and fought against. To Sirius it seemed similar to a split personality. Dante said it could be fixed, but could something like that truly be fixed?
According to Dante, for werewolves, it could. All it would take was Remus allowing the wolf the ability to merge more. Listen to it and understand it. The vampire made it sound easy but Sirius knew otherwise. Remus had always hated that part him. It wouldn’t matter that Harry would be able to bury the wolf if things got out of hand it would still have a profound effect on Remus and not necessarily the effect that they were hoping for. What if it did work though; how would Remus be changed? Would he change at all? What about Sirius? How would he fit in all of this?
Sirius glanced up through his fur when he felt the covers being shifted and moved around him. He found Edge in leopard form clawing at them and pulling them up around his shivering form.
*You are shivering and the warming charms are no longer having any effect.* Edge moved to nosing the covers in front of him up and over. *It would be pointless I believe to try to get you to return to the castle.* Satisfied with the covers, Edge positioned himself behind the black dog wrapping his tail around him to keep the covers in place. *I can’t offer much in way of warmth but I can help keep yours close.*
Sirius closed his eyes with a contented sigh as he allowed himself to relax in the leopard made cocoon. *Why did you not go with Dante?*
Edge was quiet long enough for Sirius to believe he was going to ignore the question. *I am annoyed with him.*
*About what?*
*Many things.* Edge nudged his shoulder with his nose. *Do not worry about me.*
*I was just curious.*
The two settled into a comfortable silence. Edge secretly soaked in excess warmth while making sure Padfoot stayed securely wrapped against the cold. The white leopard rested its head on the dogs shoulders and closed its eyes.
*He left me, and when he comes back, he injures my Childe to the point of death, whether he knew or not, insults my friends, and insinuates that I can’t take care of Harry properly.* Edge growled. *Like he has any room to talk.*
Sirius felt warm at Edge’s announcement of Remus and himself being the vampires friends. *True. Do you think he’s right though? About the bond?*
Edge shrugged. *He’s the only one I know that had one. Is it as intense as he says?* Edge sighed making Padfoots ear twitch. *I think so. If it really was Darius’s death that caused him to change like this then it had to be a really deep bond. The Dante you saw tonight was not the Dante that left me all those years ago. This Dante is cold and unattached. My Dante was all smiles and charisma.* Edge has to pause and swallow against the pain he felt in his chest. *I wish I had known. I wish he had told me.*
Sirius whined in response to the pain in Edge’s voice. Edge just hissed at him. *I shall live, pup. I have so far.* Edge chuckled at Padfoots growl at the mention of his recent nickname for the canine animagus. It was still filled with sadness but Padfoot honored the vampires’ desire that he not make anything of it. Edge was grateful. *But what of you? How are you holding up?* Padfoots ears flattened and his body stiffened. Edge lifted his head in concern. *Sirius. Please talk to me.*
Padfoot sniffed and whined. *I don’t want to leave them. I don’t want to force them to live and watch me die. I want to do something but I don’t know what I can do.*
*You can continue to love them.* Edge nuzzled the dark furry head with his nose.
*And you can’t just turn me?*
Edge closed his eyes as he began licking the area between the two loped ears only stiffening slightly. *No, Sirius. The transition would kill you. Your magic is not strong enough for such a change. I would not be able to live with myself.*
Padfoot felt amused despite the unwanted answer to his question. *Um, Edge?*
*Hmm?*
*I am not a kitten.*
This time Edge did freeze, mid- lick. He blinked a couple times as he registered what he was doing and coughed turning his head away from the smirking dog. Thankfully he had fur to cover his blush. *I was trying to comfort you.*
*I know.* Padfoot raised his head to lick the white fuzzy cheek in apology. *I couldn’t resist though. I needed to tease something to keep from howling in despair.*
Edge grimaced at him. *That is a poor joke, pup.*
Padfoot covered his nose back up the earlier, brief humor gone. *I just wish there was something.*
*Well, technically there is.* Edge immediately wanted to claw his own voice box out.
Padfoot twisted the best he could in the cocoon to face the leopard behind him. *Why have you not said anything sooner?*
*Because it would not just be your decision. It is not something you can do alone nor would I suggest getting some random stranger to do it.*
*Well, what is it?*
*Sirius…* Edge sounded weary and wouldn’t make eye contact with him.
*What is it?*
*Sirius… I…*
*What is it?* Padfoot growled this time making Edge look at him briefly before averting his eyes again.
*It would be difficult, potentially painful, and probably overall not the best idea…*
Padfoot growled again nosing Edges’ chin up so he could look at him. *You brought it up, Edge. Now tell me.*
*And I really shouldn’t have.* Edge sighed before staring into Padfoots blue eyes. *I can’t turn you into an Animalis, but you could bond to one, to me as there are no others that could bond with you.*
Padfoot narrowed his eyes at the vampire. *How would I do that?* He had to know. He would do anything right now. He couldn’t leave them.
Edge swallowed. Why did he have to open his big mouth? The damage was done, might as well go for the kill. *You would bite me, after Remus turns you into a werewolf, of course.*
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