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Wrong time, right place	By : Suziesu74 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 83472 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter and make no money/profit from my stories....though i wish i could. Reviews always welcome.

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Thank you to everyone reading this story, i went back and read it the other day. I laughed when i read i thought it would only be a few chapters long, 23 and counting!!

Let me know what you think, reviews make me a happy girl ;)

The vampire film reference was for The Hunger (Great classic vamp film)

Warnings - m/m slash, blood letting (Pesky vampires) and more reasons to hate Alexander!

Silence reigned in the clearing, Harry could actually hear the thudding of his own heart. Lucius’ grey eyes were firmly fixed on Amelia, a sly smile on her face and the eyes glowing in the moonlight. A low hissing laugh emerged from her pink lips, the contrast of her angelic face and Voldemort’s voice made Harry shiver. Instinctively, he reached behind him to touch Severus. Comforted by the potion master’s fingers entwining with his, Severus’ face obscured by his hood and the shadows.

“My, my dear Luciussss,” Voldemort reached up and using Amelia’s hands, he pinched her nipples, “Fuckinggg a girl who lookssss youngerrr than your ssson, naughty naughty Luciusss” Laughter echoed through the forest as Amelia bucked down and impaled herself roughly on Lucius’ cock, the movements jerky and almost robotic as Voldemort controlled her body.

Harry looked at Saul, his face a mask of rage, holding onto the stunned Draco. Hazel eyes made contact with Harry’s and he implored Saul to do something.

“Lucius, finish the ritual!” the vampire’s voice shouted out, Amelia turned to look at him with narrowed eyes. The atmosphere fraught and on a knife’s edge, the rage in Amelia’s face revealed how angry Voldemort was at Saul’s suggestion.

“Finish it!” Harry yelled, the red eyes directly fixing on him and the sly grin returned.

“Ahhh young Harry, sssooo innnocenttt, yet here you areee watching while Luciusss enjoyssss hisss pleasure,” a brief flicker of confusion appeared in Amelia’s gaze and for a second Harry saw the unusual blue eyes looking at him, “You really ssshould be inside, not being corrupted by thesssse men.”

Rage, indescribable and incandescent raced through Harry’s veins, Severus tightened his fingers clasping his and tried to radiate a calm feeling. Unable to stop himself , Harry moved forward breaking the contact with the potion master, squaring his shoulders back and looking Voldemort in the eye.

“Fuck off, snake face!” Amelia’s face dropped, stunned and shocked at the venomous tone in Harry’s voice. Draco gasped, Saul and Remus laughed and Harry joined in. Murderous expression on Amelia’s face, Remus looked at the shivering Lucius underneath her, his face still pale.

“Finish it Lucius,” Remus shouted, confusion spread across the handsome features of the weary Lucius. Remus blushed and his voice trembled with embarrassment, “You have to come in her, the ritual is a blood sex spell.”

An incredulous look on her face, Amelia began to struggle and detach herself from the bemused Lucius. Quickly, Lucius reached up and gripped her hips, thrusting up at the same time and Voldemort let out a cry of indignation.

“STOP!” he hissed and arched his back under the onslaught of Lucius’ almost violent upward thrusts. The blond grabbed Amelia’s hair and pulled her face down to look Voldemort in the eyes, his voice carrying across the clearing.

“Amelia, I know you can hear me,” he brushed his lips against hers, Voldemort bellowed his anger at the new development, “Fight him, I want you!” Deepening the kiss while fucking her with slower and deeper moves. Everyone standing with the same astonished expression, Harry felt Severus touch his hand and immediately moved back to lean his back into the strong chest.

Amelia screamed into Lucius’ mouth, the cry filled with pain and Harry noticed the dark tattoo weaving a twisted tribal like design on her back. The skin cracking and bubbling as it travelled under her flesh, Harry’s heart hammering at the amount of pain she must be under , he shouted at Saul to do something.

“I can’t interfere with the ritual or it won’t work,” Draco grasped his arm in a pleading gesture, Saul’s hazel eyes were full of sorrow, “I’m a vampire, the ritual will reject me.” he lifted his eyes to look at Remus.

“Would it accept me?” a look of determination on the werewolf’s face, Saul had a look of uncertainty, shaking his head to indicate that he did not know. Remus steeled himself, his body tensed as he approached the alter, only to be stopped by the vampire, his words were fearful and filled with a warning tone.

“It could kill you.” Remus offered Saul a smile and looked at Harry, the amber eyes almost imploring Harry to understand why he was doing this. Tears brimming in his eyes, Harry nodded and pulled the man into a brief hug.

“Be careful, Moony.”

Remus, resolute in his decision ran to the alter, a glow surrounding him as he entered the inner circle. Amelia was slumped in Lucius’ arms and he ran a single finger down her back.

“Amelia.” he whispered and let out a sigh of relief when she answered in her own voice.

“Remus,” she lifted her head, the red glow was dimmer now and Harry could see the blue in her eyes beginning to shine through. Lucius pulled her down and devoured her mouth, the low moan from Remus heard by everyone surrounding them at the edges of the clearing. While she wallowed in the heat filled kiss, she reached for the ankh blade and passed it to Remus. Immediately understanding what she wanted from him he shook his head and whispered that he couldn’t. Her lips slick with Lucius’ saliva when she broke the kiss, grabbing Remus and crushing his mouth to hers. The wolf pulled away, his bottom lip bleeding and Amelia let out a hissing laugh.

“Lupin, how would you likee to join you’re beloveddd Siriussss?” Voldemort laughed and Remus paled at the mention of his former love. Voldemort smiled then began to frown when he lapped at the blood gracing his own lip.

“Mmmm wolf boy, you do taste good,” Amelia hummed her appreciation and leaned into kiss him again, “Like wild fire and moonlight.” her tongue lapped at the tip of her elongated canine, a single drop of blood coating the fang. Fire flared in her eyes and she bounced on Lucius’ rigid cock, causing the blond to moan loudly.

“NO!” Voldemort’s voice tried to emerge, Amelia let out her own laugh, her voice mirthful and triumphant.

“You think I’m that easy to control, I’ve eaten greater men than you for breakfast!” placing a tender kiss to Remus’ slack mouth, “Do it!” she ordered the wolf. Harry screamed as Remus slashed the path the dark mark had taken, the blade scoring along her back. Dark, venomous looking blood spilling freely from the wound, Amelia groaned but continued to slowly lift and lower herself onto Lucius.

“Kiss me!” she breathed, Remus slammed his lips to hers and engulfed her with a furious kiss. Blood dripping from his chin as her fangs cut into his soft flesh, her tongue following the path of the rivulets of vivid red blood. Staining their mouths with his blood, Remus did not break the embrace, hands on her hips and controlling her movements. The sound of Lucius’ grunts of pleasure loud in the silent forest, everyone taken with the vision of the three. The black blood ran over the edge of the alter, hissing as it hit the ground below.

Harry didn’t know where to look when Amelia blindly reached down to unzip and free Remus’ cock from his trousers. Leaning into Severus, stunned when he felt the potion master’s rigid cock pressing against his back. Turning his head only to be pulled into a passionate kiss, Severus tongue mapping the inside of his mouth with a frenzy of desire. Soft moans from the trees surrounding the clearing telling Harry that the desire was infectious.

“Oh!” Amelia’s excited voice making Harry turn his head, not breaking the kiss as he opened his eyes to look at her. Her hand wrapped around Remus’ turgid shaft, stroking back and forth in time with the powerful thrusts from Lucius. Moaning into Severus’ mouth at the breathtaking and erotic sight of Lucius’ fingers on one hand entwined with Amelia’s and the other entwined with Remus’, the desire for each other shining like a light in the dark forest.

“Let it be, oh great Isis!” Amelia yelled, her back arching and Lucius threw his head back, his hips pushing up once then twice before shaking as he emptied himself inside her. The glow from before engulfing all three of them, Harry turned his head from the blinding light and Severus moaned into his mouth, his own lips echoing the sentiment. A strange vibration buzzing through his veins and making his body shiver with arousal, an answering shiver from Severus made Harry realize that something in the ritual was causing this reaction. The moans erupting from Lucius’ mouth, pulled Remus over the edge, his cock spurting over Amelia’s hand and the alter below him. Lazily, she pulled her hand to her mouth and licked the spill coating her fingers, earning another heartfelt moan from both men.

“I need you.” Severus murmured against Harry’s panting mouth. Nodding his head in agreement, Harry pulled Severus towards the trees, uncaring who was witnessing them leaving. Casting a quick glance at Draco, the blond being kissed thoroughly by the dark haired vampire, his hands buried in the soft blond hair as he devoured his mouth. Heady with arousal, Harry pulled Severus just far enough away that they would be hard to spot and pushed the shell shocked potion master against the rough bark of the nearest tree. Swallowing any protests from the man’s mouth with a heart stopping kiss, the buzzing still coursing through his veins and the only way he could think to stop it was to give into the desire that was burning under his skin.

“I have to fuck you!” He barked out between kisses, immediately slamming his lips back into Severus’, his tongue delving deep in the man’s mouth. Severus gasped and muttered the spell, the cold night air making them both moan as it caressed their heated skin, the cold feeling wonderful on his flushed flesh. Harry pulled away, the dim light making it almost impossible to see the expression on Severus’ face, pleased when he could make out the white of his teeth as he smiled at him, mumbling the lubrication spell and drinking up the moans from Severus.

“Yes.” one word uttered from the sexy potion master and Harry lost control, grasping his waist and lifting him up. Severus parted his thighs and wrapped his legs around Harry’s waist, resting them on his hips. Unable to resist, Harry pushed up instantly impaling the man, the sudden heat wrapped around his aching cock made him whimper.

“Oh Severus!” the twitching of the stretched ring of muscle was painfully tight and Harry peppered the gasping man’s face with kisses. The dark eyed man shaking and trembling in his arms, Harry pressed a tender kiss to his lips.

“I’m sorry, I hurt you.” Harry felt ashamed of only thinking of his own pleasure, Severus’ tongue peeped out to lap at his down turned mouth, the smile heard in his voice rather than seen in the dark night.

“Don’t be sorry,” he lapped more forcefully and Harry opened his mouth to allow the tongue the chance to explore, “Just fuck me!” Harry’s body obeying the instant the words left Severus’ mouth, pulling out just fraction of an inch before plunging back into the tight clenching tunnel. The pace slow and tortuous, Harry determined to draw out their pleasure, his thighs shaking with the strain of supporting the man. Pushing forward, Severus reaching above himself and grabbing a tree branch. His body lengthened and his back arched as he held the limb and supported his own weight. Harry squatted down and began thrusting up into the man’s willing body. Their joint grunts and moans spilling into the night, Harry more than aware of being watched and finding that he did not care. In fact, the idea of being observed spurred him on his pursuit of their joined pleasure, reaching down with one hand to delicately brush along the smooth skin of Severus’ hard length. Rustling in the forest around them and whispered voices informed Harry that they had a vampire audience, closing in his eyes and revelling in the sensation of Severus grasping his cock from inside. The need to be with Severus outweighing anything else and by the excited whimpers falling from Severus’ gasping lips, the man didn’t care either.

“I love you.” Severus breathed out, his voice shaking while Harry began to stroke his cock in a slow deliberately teasing rhythm. Heart bursting in his chest at the words, Harry increased the speed of his thrusts, his hand moving to match the rapid pace. Severus’ cock hardened further and pre-come began to flow freely from the tip, coating Harry’s hand and easing the strokes. Delicious friction began to build between them, the stroke of his hand downward timed to meet his thrust up inside the velvet channel, Severus’ body racked with tremors with the pleasure overload.

“Come for me.” Harry crooned and licked Severus’ groaning mouth, the potion master’s eyes flew open and he erupted over Harry’s fondling hand. The heat spilling over his fingers and the tightening of the man’s entrance caused Harry to see stars. His back bowed and he pushed up with all his might, his balls spewing hot come deep inside the keening man.

“I love you!” Harry bellowed with lust into Severus’ slender neck, the throb of his pulse against Harry’s lips made him hum with contentment.

“mmm I love you too.” Severus kissed the top of his head and Harry felt tears brimming at the gentle touch, happy for the first time.

The tender moment ruined by the two cracks of apparition and loud voices erupting from the clearing. Surprise and apprehension in both their faces as they rushed to dress themselves. The voyeuristic vampires galvanised into action by the ruckus, Harry heard heavy footsteps leading away from them and towards the others.

“Stay out of sight.” Harry murmured as he placed one last kiss to Severus’ mouth, a disagreed murmur answering his request. Pulling back from the brief kiss, Harry fixed his eyes on the bristling potion master.

“It’s not a request, stay out of sight!” Harry pulled away before Severus could argue his point and ran to the clearing, hearing muttered expletives from behind him. Halting on the outskirts of the perimeter and grabbing his wand tightly in his hand.

Standing by the alter with an amused look on his face was Alexander, Bellatrix had her wand trained on Remus, a sly devious smile gracing her features. Draco stood, wand held high and pointed at the two intruders, Harry noted that the blond was shaking slightly and Saul was standing protectively in front of him.

“We have been a busy girl, haven’t we?” Alexander’s deep voice resonated through the forest and Harry could hear the power in every word. Amelia regarded him with a cool expression, disengaging herself from Lucius’ sated cock and reaching for her robe. Alexander’s eye crawled greedily over every exposed inch of her as she dressed before him, Harry felt his skin crawl at the lecherous expression gracing the scarred vampire’s face. Remus having sensed the same thing, lunged forward to attack him and with a quick move Amelia restrained him. She whispered words into his ear and the wolf visibly relaxed, a strange happy fire burning brightly in his amber eyes. Leaning herself to speak into Lucius’ ear, Harry got the impression that she was staying the same thing to the exhausted man, he smiled at her and she kissed him lightly on the lips.

“Enough!” Alexander’s rage filled voice harsh in the quiet clearing. Bellatrix gave him a brief confused look, batting her eyelashes at him when he turned to look in her direction. Alexander gave her a brief disinterested smile back and his eyes stayed fixed on the beguiling vision of a half naked Amelia. Her unusual eyes never broke the contact between them as she stepped down from the alter, Lucius calling for her to stop.

“Why are you here?” her voice calm and collected but Harry could see fury behind her eyes, “You’re not interested in this war, so why join him?”

“�eha.” his Russian accent thick as he spoke, her face fell at the word.

“I’m no longer your wife!” she spat, pure malice shining like a beacon in her eyes. Alexander seemed unsurprised by her response, his smile slipped for a millisecond before it widened and Harry hated the man even more than he thought possible.

“You’ll always be my wife, Mila,” he glanced at Lucius and Remus as if they were no concern to him, “Do they know how much we loved each other?” Amelia’s hysterical laugh echoed loudly in Harry’s ears.

“I never loved you!” the hard edge in her voice made Harry almost flinch, the hatred evident in her usually sweet tone.

Raising an eyebrow with amusement, Alexander stalked towards her and Remus jumped down from the alter. Amber eyes glowing in the moonlight, the wolf inside him close to the surface and a low growl emerged from the normally peaceful man. Bellatrix apparated then appeared immediately next to him, her wand jammed under his chin painfully. Shouts of indignation filled the surrounding area, Lucius bellowed, his voice furious. The fear in Amelia’s eyes revealed to Harry how frightened she was for the lives of everyone.

“Oh my love, would they be so quick to jump to your aid if they knew,” he reached across to run a finger along her jaw, she shivered and her face reflected the revulsion she felt at his touch, “If they knew what you’re really like.”

Saul stood protectively in front of Draco, his pose imposing and foreboding. The worry in his hazel eyes the only thing showing how concerned he was at the turn of events. A flare of intrigue flashed through them at Alexander’s words and Harry wondered how much the vampire knew about his sire. Alexander lifted his hands in a grand gesture and his voice was loud, the tone commanding .

“Oh yes, my love was quite the little hellion,” he smiled revealing his fangs, they glowed in the light, “Did you tell your new consorts, bravo by the way for getting two for the price of one,” he paused to allow his words to sink in and Remus gasped at the implied meaning. Alexander’s grin threatened to split his face in two as he continued. Leaning close to Amelia, his lips near hers and the closeness appeared intimate.

“Do they know how you would sleep curled in my arms,” his lips brushed against her cheek and she recoiled away, his voice mirthful, “Your smooth pale skin covered in our last victims’ blood and my cock buried inside you.”

Amelia lifted her gaze to look him directly in the eyes, her smile was spiteful and Harry tensed for the inevitable explosion. Lucius sitting up, his body still pale and shaky, his grey eyes watching Bellatrix who in turn was watching Alexander with a strange betrayed expression on her face.

“Fuck you, I hate you,” tears brimmed in her eyes and Harry got the feeling that there was a huge amount of history between the two. Alexander merely offered her a charming smile, “I would pray every night that God would save me and let me die.” the words spilled quietly from Amelia’s lips and Lucius let out a anguished gasp at her confession, his face filled with understanding.

“Come with me and I’ll stay out of this war.” Alexander offered, Bellatrix squawked with indignation, he didn’t even grace her with a look.

“Do you think your beloved Elizaveta prayed to God before she died?” there was laughter in his voice, Amelia glared at him but her eyes darted to take in the reactions of the others. Alexander laughed more at her obvious discomfort at the mention of her former consort, he glanced at Remus and Lucius, a sly knowing smile appearing on his face.

“They don’t know?” Saul’s face was bemused at Alexander’s word, the hazel eyed man shouted out.

“Of course, she has no secrets from us!”

The ashamed look flashing across her face indicated to Harry that she hadn’t been truthful with them. Racking his brains to remember what she said about her dead love.

“Shall I tell them,” Alexander indicated to Remus and Lucius’ , “Its only fair they should know their fate.” Amelia let out a primal cry at the words and launched herself at the laughing vampire.

“You won’t hurt them!” she screeched as they fell to the ground, her fangs bared in fury. A collective gasp heard in the clearing at the man’s response, Harry sickened by the words.

“I watched you from the window as you cut the baby from her,” he crushed his mouth to hers, his bottom lips shredded by her fangs when he pulled away, his smile still in place, “She tasted so good, do you know that she begged for the baby’s life before I ripped her throat out!”

Tears spilled down Amelia’ face, he flipped them over and pinned her down.

Harry couldn’t stand there any further, racing and firing hexes at Bellatrix who luckily was so focused on what was happening between the two vampires that Harry caught her by surprise. Screeching in pain, Remus broke away, immediately running to help Amelia. The cracks of apparation shocked Harry, his wand at the ready and letting out a sigh of relief at the appearance of several aurors. Bellatrix realising that they were vastly outnumbered, ran and grabbed the fighting vampire, apparating away with him. Remus pulled Amelia, tears falling freely down her face into his arms, kissing her gently as she sobbed.

Severus pressed against Harry’s back and he was reassured by his presence, the mood sombre and disturbed. Saul regarded his sire with teary eyes, a understanding look on his handsome face. Draco ran and engulfed his father in a tight hug, the blond man returning it and placing a kiss to his son’s brow. Remus held Amelia tightly in his arms, the world had ceased to exist and his focus was completely on her. She reached up to wipe her eyes, brimming with knowledge and the look filled with anger. The words that spilled from her mouth, made the men all turn to look at each other.

“I think one of the order is a traitor.”
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