The 'Normal' Life of Harry Potter | By : darkpyroangel06 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 31808 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Disclaimer: I’m not making any money off of this. I don’t own Harry Potter. Wish I did. Then we’d see a little more HPSS action. Oh yeah...
Note: This is an AU fic. And I don’t care what happened in HBP. I started writing it before, and even though a lot happened in that book this fic isn’t changing. You no like it? Don’t read. Also, this is a yaoi fic which means it has guy on guy action. You no like? You no read! It’s really that simple. It’s also a vampire fic because I have this obsession with vampires. Again, you no like? You no read it! Anything else? It’s a big AU. There’s no way (even if for some reason Harry and Sev did get together in the real books) that they would be vampires and that they’d act the way they do here. Sorry for killing their characters but I have warned you... -dpa06-
He woke up to a horrible headache and a pain he couldn’t describe. The light hurt too much so he kept his eyes closed. What... what’s going on? he thought to himself. I don’t understand. Where am I? It’s so dark, but this is comforting. Not like... like- “Voldemort!” he cried out, immediately wincing as his headache worsened. A shuffling noise was his answer, fabric rustling toward him. He wanted to shy away, but neither his body nor his instincts would let him. I... know this person? I trust this person? Where am I? Why do I feel safe here? He realized he could smell and hear really well. Sandalwood... and roast beef? What... “What’s going on?” he asked aloud, this time softer than his last outburst.
“Nice to see you are alive, Mr. Potter,” a voice sneered. This time he did flinch away. He did know that voice, but he sure as hell didn’t trust it. Severus Snape, his former potions professor. He was there when Voldemort beat him and hurt him and nearly killed him. “I’m sorry, Harry,” the voice said softer, more kind. This shocked Harry into looking at the teacher. The light was still too bright for him, but he endured it. “I’m sorry for what I’ve done to you. How much pain are you in?”
“My back hurts, and my neck, and head, and arms and legs, and stomach, and-”
“Idiot child, I meant hunger pains.”
“I’m not hungry,” he argued, but even as he said it he realized that unknown pain was hunger. It was a weird hunger though... not the same. “Well, a sandwich and some crisps couldn’t hurt.”
Snape sighed. “Your Defense teachers have failed you. You still don’t know what you are?”
“And what’s that supposed to mean?” Harry asked defensively. “I’m a human being just like you. Well, maybe not like you. I have feelings and I care about things unlike you.” Harry froze up. Why did I just say those things?! I’ve never mouthed off to Snape like this; always wanted to but never felt compelled to. Why did it just... come out? “Sir... I... That is... I was...”
“Save it. A childe is compelled to tell the truth to their sire.”
“I’m not your child!”
“Not child, c-h-i-l-d, Potter. Childe, c-h-i-l-d-e.”
“I think you’re a Potions Master because you don’t need to know how to spell so well. I mean, look at how you’re spelling right now. Is English your second language or something?” Again Harry sat appalled at his own words. Why was he blurting these things out? All he wanted to do was get out of... Wait, where am I? This isn’t the hospital wing.
“Is it coming together yet, or do I need to get someone to spell it out for you since I’m so horrible at spelling myself? One would think you would have paid attention in your third year when you were taught about Dark Creatures.” He sat completely still at the foot of the bed Harry was in.
Harry thought for a moment. Something about this seemed familiar. Childe... hunger... Dark Creatures? Wait, ‘Mione said something about this once. But when do I ever listen to Hermione? He thought until it hit him and then his eyes opened wide. “You did this?” he whispered. “You turned me into...? You’re a...? How could you do something like that?”
“I guess expecting a ‘Thank-you, Snape, for saving my life’ was out of the question,” Snape said sarcastically. “You were dying, Potter. Do you understand that word? Voldemort had beaten you within an inch of your life. You would have died unless I did something. Not even my potions would have helped you at that point. Turning you was the only way. Now, do you know everything that comes with being a vampire?”
“You mean sunlight, crosses, and wooden stakes? Yeah, no problem. Stay inside unless it’s night, away from churches, and anything wooden! Oh yeah, I forgot about the blood! I have to kill innocent people to live now!” he cried hysterically.
Severus shook his head. “This is going to be a lot worse than that. Allow me to explain a little more clearly. Sunlight, although deadly, is not instantaneous. You can be in the sunlight. How do you think I go to Quidditch matches and Hogsmeade? Crosses, although I have none, are a myth. Same with holy water and garlic. Stakes aren’t wooden; they’re pure silver. And only if stabbed into the main blood supply are they dangerous. Kind of like werewolves. Blood is a must, but killing innocent people isn’t. I’ve never killed and I don’t ever plan to. You... you will drink blood straight from a body but it’s complicated.”
“What’s so complicated about biting some man or woman and sucking their life force through the holes?”
“First off, there is a technique to feeding that will make it painless,” Severus explained softly, carefully. “Secondly, it tends to be a very sexual act. And third, you have to drink your sire’s blood for a while to get all the nutrients from the old blood. Unless you want a complete transfusion and then I have to bleed you dry and replace all your blood with that of an elder vampire who I too must nearly kill to drain that much blood. Even so, you need to feed now. That’s the hunger I was talking of earlier.”
“Okay, so I feed from my sire and then I-” Those words registered meaning in his mind. Sire is the one who turned me. Snape turned me. My sire is Snape. I have to feed from my sire. Feeding is sexual. Oh sweet Merlin! “No way! Especially if it’s a sexual thing! I’m not sleeping with my teacher! I’d rather starve.”
“Your choice, but okay,” Snape said, standing up again. “When the hunger becomes too much, I’ll be in the front room reading. It’s Saturday in case you were wondering so no one is looking for you. Well, no matter. It’s summer. And you live alone, yes?” Harry nodded dumbly. “Well then, you’ll just stay here until you’re not hungry anymore.” And with that he swirled away to read in the front room.
Severus went into the front room, wondering how long it would take for the vampire in Harry to make the boy do its bidding. He remembered the cravings; they were a force to be reckoned with. Harry wouldn’t last long, but he did have spirit so maybe he could fight it... for a while. He heard movement in his bedroom and smirked to himself. Maybe he’d thought too soon. But when no one emerged from behind the closed door, he suspected the younger man was exploring or something of the sort. Why can’t he just accept his fate? It would be easier on both of us.
Hypocrite, his inner voice shot back. You didn’t accept your fate that easily. Fought tooth and nail if I remember correctly. And I do. Because I was there.
Bite me. This is completely different.
Do you remember the last time you said ‘bite me’? What happened then, hmm?
Shut up! He blocked the voice out and focused on his book. But it was hard. There was someone in his personal chambers. He hadn’t had anyone in his rooms in... ever! He could hear the erratic heartbeat, smell the pulsing blood. It was driving him into a frenzy. So to the refrigerator he went. A pack of blood with his name on it, literally, was sitting there waiting to be heated and eaten. A simple heating charm to make it body temperature and a puncture with his elongated teeth did wonders for his system. However, there was more to it than a simple feeding.
Harry wasn’t the only one suffering from his turning. The childe may need to feed on its sire, but the sire felt compelled to teach his childe everything! And that’s what he didn’t want. He’d told Harry that when he could take it no more to come and find him, but the truth was that he might not be able to keep his end of the bargain: to sit and wait for that to happen. Returning to the living room and his book was the hardest thing he’d done in a while. But he did it anyways.
When the bedroom door was thrown open, he didn’t move. He tried to look like he was reading although he hadn’t gotten past the first five words since he started. He was expecting words, or Harry’s inexperienced bite on his neck maybe, but definitely not the hard fist that connected with his jaw. The book flew out of his hands as he nearly toppled out of the chair over the right arm.
“What did you do to me?!” Harry yelled, fists clenched and shaking. His eyes were so dark they were nearly black, and his fangs were lengthened due to hunger. “What is this? Why do I hurt? Why do I want you? Why?”
“I told you!” Severus yelled back. “You were five seconds from death! Turning you was my only option. I explained that you would feel this: you’re hungry. You need blood. And you want me because I am the closest thing with blood as well as your sire. You have to be taught to not want fresh human blood; another reason to stay close to your sire for a time after you’re changed,” he tried to explain. He knew Harry didn’t hear him though. He stood up and straightened his robes. “Come here.”
“Make me.”
“Come... here.” When Harry didn’t move, Severus moved to attack him. A light swipe upside the head had the younger of the two growling and in a fighting stance instinctively. “That’s right,” Severus whispered. “Fight me.” Harry rushed him, using what he’d gained from Severus’ memories to fight the older man. However, he was sloppy and frustrated easily. Severus used this to his advantage and worked Harry into such madness. He was only slightly surprised when Harry knocked him over and pinned him to the ground while straddling his hips.
“I will win,” Harry growled before sinking his fangs into Severus’ neck deeply. Snape called out, the pain unbearable as his childe began to drink deeply. He tried to stay still; moving only made it hurt worse. Harry would want to drink his fill, to make the hunger stop. Severus couldn’t allow this. He’d be killed.
“Okay Harry, you have to stop now.” His response was a growl. “You’ll kill me, thereby making the hunger come back just as strong as it was. If you let me up for a few minutes, I’ll let you feed again. Please, stop now.” The sucking became less rapid and eventually Harry pulled away. Severus was able to push him off and return to his fridge while the new sensations of feeding clouded the younger’s mind and senses. Not caring about temperature, Severus bit into a packet of blood and drank deep. Harry had taken too much...
“Oh Merlin,” Harry whispered. “What have I done? What did you do to me? What did you make me?”
“We’ve been through this,” Severus whispered after his first pack, a second in hand. “I told you the hunger wouldn’t let you alone for long. You did right in coming to me. However, the feeding was painful for both of us, yes? And now you have another problem. I told you this was a sexual thing. You cannot feed without feeling something for the one you are feeding off of. If you’ll let me drink a bit more, I’ll let you feed again. But you have to listen to me. I can make it less painful if you trust me.”
“Trust? I trusted you and look what happened? I’m a vampire who wants to shag his Potions teacher!”
Severus ignored him, downing another two packets of blood before turning to Harry with three more in hand. “Come with me, Harry.”
“Don’t call me that! I always was, always am, and always will be Potter to you.”
“As you wish it, Potter. Follow me.” He went back to the bedroom and set the blood on the table by the bed before sitting on the bed. “Get on the bed, Potter. Do exactly as I tell you and this won’t hurt either of us in the least. Which way feels more comfortable: your left or your right?” Harry thought for a moment and then answered right. “Then my left side is where you will feed. Should I ever need to bite you, and I will occasionally but not for the same reasons as you, then I will from your left side. The marks are invisible once healed and they can be healed instantly so don’t worry. Find a comfortable spot, not on the pulse point and suck there.” Severus laid back on the pillows.
Harry looked at him with a horrified expression and then began to shake his head wildly. “There’s no way I’m licking your neck! That’s just...”
“That will bring the blood to the surface so you don’t have to bite as hard or deep and it will make the actual piercing easier. Just do it.” After a long hesitation, Harry bent down and did as told. He was uncomfortable like he was, but the only option was to lay down next to his teacher and that would happen the day Voldemort asked for Harry’s forgiveness. He began to suckle on the spot, the sensations of his first feeding and the ones from everything so far were starting to fog his mind. He turned it into more of a kiss. His body sank down to mold into his professor’s side. (A/N: Do I hear Voldemort knocking to apologize to Harry?) His left hand moved to the other side of the neck he was suckling on to hold the head steady.
“Now, very easy like, lengthen your teeth just below the surface and sip, don’t gulp, the blood there. Easy now, Harry, easy.” The voice was calm and soothing to his ears, and he followed the instructions, giving an apologizing lick to the neck when he bit in too fast and a gasp escaped Severus. Just a few sips had Harry moving against Severus’ leg without him even knowing it. Severus wrapped one arm around Harry’s waist carefully and slowly moved him so he was laying on top of him slightly. Now that their bodies were aligned, Harry began to move more against the warmth under him. It was so heavenly.
And that thought sent him over the edge. He came then, the shock of it snapping him out of his feeding bliss. He jerked away from his sire, causing the older man to cry out at the painful break. Harry threw himself to the other side of the bed and shuddered violently from what he’d just done. “You... you made me... you let me... What are you doing to me?” he said around his tears as he wrapped his arms around his knees in a fetal position with his back to his sire.
“Damn it, why can’t you listen?” Severus asked on a sigh. “Feeding is sexual. You need to feed from your sire. Therefore, you are going to be sexual with your sire. I am sorry that that seems to be me. You are not my first choice of partners if it makes you feel better. You’re not the only one suffering here.” He paused to grab a pack of blood and drain it. “And please, never break away from me like that again. You could rip my throat out.”
“I’ve never... I didn’t... How was I supposed to... Is it always like that? That intense?”
“A feeding can be as intense as you make it out to be.”
“No, not a feeding.” Harry went silent for a few minutes. “Coming. With someone else. Is it always like that?”
“What do you mean?” Severus asked, fully alert now. There’s no way he’s a virgin still.
“Just what I said. Will it always feel like it hurts, but it doesn’t? Does it always build up and build up until you don’t think you can take anymore and then you realize you can when it all ends? Does it always bring real pain at the end when the realization that-?” He stopped short, not wanting to continue. He hadn’t wanted to speak at all, but Severus had said he would feel compelled to tell the truth.
“Harry, are you a virgin?”
He nodded his head, knowing Severus couldn’t see him. But he was telling the truth so his nature was happy.
“Harry? Answer me.”
“I did.”
“Verbally.”
“Fuck you.”
“I thought you said you didn’t want that.”
This made Harry freeze up.
“Don’t even think something like that. I told you that you wouldn’t be my first choice. I would never force anything like that upon you. Now answer the question verbally: are you a virgin?”
“Yes damn it!” Harry yelled, tears coming back to wet his cheeks. He curled in on himself even more.
Severus cursed to himself. If turning him wasn’t enough to traumatize him, and explaining everything wasn’t enough to put him into therapy, then this will surely kill him. I can’t believe he... No. I’m not going to think about it because this will never go that far. I’ll teach him what he needs to know and then have him do as I do: blood packs. Simple. Except that it takes months for the cravings to wear off, and then more still for the childe to be weaned from its sire. Shite. He placed a hand on Harry’s shoulder, but took it away when Harry recoiled off the bed and to the wall.
“Don’t... don’t touch me,” he whispered.
Well this is a minor setback, he sarcastically stated to his inner voice. What now?
Give him space and talk to him. He needs to know what’s going to happen to him. Explain things to your childe.
Well, let’s try that! It’s worked so wonderfully in the past. Don’t say it, I’ll do it anyways. “Harry? I won’t touch you, I swear it. Please, just get back on the bed. I need to talk to you. I swear I’ll stay just like I am,” he said softly as he moved to the foot of the bed and sat on the edge. Harry slowly made his way to the opposite side and sat as close to the head as he could. “Okay? I’m sorry. This is very weird and new and strange for you, but you have to trust me. I need you to do something for me. When you jerked away from me earlier, you didn’t close the bite. I need you to close it before I bleed to death. Just lick it a few times. Nothing will happen,” he rushed to assure him. “And I won’t touch you.”
Harry was deadly pale, but slowly made his way to the older man and slowly licked the wound a few times before scampering back to his spot away from Severus. After a few tense moments, Snape nodded a thank-you. “This makes it harder for the both of us. I will tell you everything I know, that you need to know about how this usually works. It will be different for us though, keep that in mind. When a vampire turns someone, the vampire becomes a sire and the turned their childe. A bond is formed that is different for every pair. Some are telepathic, some are emotionally connected, and so on and so forth. There is no set boundary for the bonds. And I have yet to figure ours out.
“It’s not often someone is turned for the same reason you were, although it has been done before. However, the sire and the childe almost always had a relationship of some sort already formed. Usually, the sire and the childe will form a deeper relationship due to the feeding process. And usually there are already feelings there as a base. The childe will have cravings that keep the sire close by so the childe can feed whenever they want. Which means you will be staying with me here. After a time, the cravings die down slightly so that once or twice a day is enough. Usually, a pair would feed after a sexual encounter. This is not so for us,” he rushed to say at the look on Harry’s face.
“I beg you to feed whenever you start to get hungry, just do it as I have taught you. I will continue to remind you until you are perfectly fine. Every childe has a different level of craving so I don’t know how often you’ll want to feed right now, and I don’t know how long it will take for the frequency to become once a day. However, a few months after that it will go down even more; maybe two or three times a week. It all depends on you really, but it’s nothing you can control. Once this happens, I can wean you onto these,” he said, holding up the last pack of blood that he had yet to drink. “It’s a blood packet that you heat up. They work just as well as a regular person would, if not better than. It’s still sexual though; you’ll still feel the urge to... Well, that’s another matter completely.”
“So every time I feed, which will be several times a day for a while, I will... want, you? Like that?” Harry asked quietly. Severus nodded slowly. “But you won’t touch me?” Severus shook his head. “No matter what you feel?” Again Severus shook his head. “And then, after a some months I won’t want you or your blood as much? And then I can completely leave you?” Severus nodded. “And that’s it?”
“Kind of. That’s it for feedings for now,” the older clarified. “You’ll need to stay here for a while. To get used to me and I to you. This is completely new for me as well, Harry. I... It’s not the same by any means but it’s just as weird for me.”
“I said not to call me Harry.”
“Damn it you’re my childe and I’ll call you whatever I please! I cannot call you Potter when you are attached to my neck! I cannot call you Potter because it reminds me of the child you were and not the man you are! If I think you’re a child then I’d never be able to live with myself for turning someone so young. I’m already disgusted with myself that I turned anyone because I vowed I never would,” Severus stated, walking toward the bedroom door. He turned back to face Harry again. “There is a pull on you to come to me and feed, and when feeding you want to let all your inhibitions go. You know that. What you don't know is that there is a pull on me to encourage you to do both of these things. Don’t you get it? We’re both fighting ourselves. We both have to fight our new natures.”
“But mine is stronger,” Harry whimpered, starting to cry again.
“Don’t be so sure,” Severus said softly, but with a firmness that told Harry not to argue. “I’ll be back in a moment. Try to sleep or something. You need it. I won’t touch you.” He left the room. Harry changed clothes into some of Snape's things he transfigured into his own. Then he lay between the sheets and drifted into an uneasy sleep.
A/N: Poor Harry. Poor Sev. Neither one wanted this, as I am sure you can tell. But, it is kinda fun to shove them together, ain’t it?! Sorry for the lack of updates. i plan on updating every Tuesday, so there will be an update tomorrow. Problems galore came up. Sorry. On to reviews!
DP: Thank you. I hope you continue to read more. ~dpa06~
nari-chan: I tried e-mailing you the information. Well, here you go! http://www.thesilversnitch.net/ or http://www.foreverfandom.net/ both have the fic in it's entirety on it, under my name: darkpyroangel06. Enjoy! ~dpa06~
Sophia: Thank you! I love vampire fics, especially where Severus turns Harry. There have been very few where Harry turns Severus, but I suspect I might like those as well. Thanks for reading and reviewing. ~dpa06~
Child of the Darkened moon: I hope the fic will meet your standards. It's already complete, I just have to post it. I want to do it slowly though, so one isn't rushed to read. I plan to update once a week however. Problems with computers, vacations, and jump drives prohibited that from happening last week however. ~dpa06~
Wiccan Vampire: Thank you for reading it, and reviewing it. But the question is: did you enjoy it? ~dpa06~
nari-chan: Sorry the updates haven't been coming. I promise to get them up faster. If you wish to read it all at once, like Wiccan Vampire, go to one of the sites I mentioned before. And, as always, thanks for reading and reviewing! ~dpa06~
Thanks to everyone who reviewed, and thanks to everyone who is reading even if you're not reviewing. I'd love you more if you did, though. -dpa06-
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