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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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Just a heads up but things are going to start getting angsty and dark from here.
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Severus felt dizzy as his back suddenly fell against the bed in his rooms. Dear Merlin that was intense. Colors still swirled and blended making him feel nauseous beyond belief. He blinked against the turning ceiling as his equilibrium slowly returned to normal. A cool hand softly stroked his cheek.
“Are you okay?”
He blinked some more before focusing on Harry above him. The vampire was straddling his hips as he leaned over to check on Severus, those green eyes filled with concern. Severus reached up a hand to card through the dark unruly strands swallowing against the nausea still plaguing him.
“I’m well enough.” Severus pulled Harry down into a gentle kiss. “Proceed, just don’t jostle me much. No promises we won’t revisit dinner if you do.”
An apologetic half smile coasted across the vampires face before Harry nuzzled against his cheek. Severus closed his eyes and focused on his breathing as Harry took to nuzzling and licking along his neck. He could tell Harry desperately wanted to rip his Sires clothes from him by the growls and frequent pulls on the cloth. Harry resisted though taking great care to leave Severus’ body as stationary as possible.
Once he was sure dinner wouldn’t be returning the moment he moved, Severus slowly pushed himself up making Harry move off him so he could swing his legs to place his feet on the floor. His stomach rolled but a few deep breaths helped settle things back down. Grabbing the hem of the shirt, he pulled it over his head and threw it to the side.
“I am never flitting that far again. Short distances only. I don’t care how impatient your little teenage hormones are.” Severus grumbled working to remove the trousers he had been told to wear doing his best to ignore the shift of his room due to his moving before being fully recovered. His stomach continued to rebel against him. Severus closed his eyes and took more deep breaths not daring to move further.
Harry wrapped his arms around Severus’ shoulders. “Noted.” He licked and suckled the back of the neck before him giving Severus time to adjust. At least Harry had the good form to sound a little guilty and apologetic.
Severus groaned allowing Harry to pull him back onto the bed. His stomach was settling slowly but he was still glad that the Gryffindor continued to take it easy with him for the moment. Harry straddled his hips again still licking and nipping his way across Severus throat. Cool wrists rubbed along his sides, up to his shoulders, before trailing down his arms to his own wrists. Severus kept his eyes shut, deeply enjoying the possessive touches.
Harry growled softly to which Severus groaned in answer. Severus moved his head to the side as Harry rubbed his face across his chest before moving up to rub their cheeks together. Severus groaned returning the rub. It must have ignited something in Harry for the vampire nipped his ear with a growl before suddenly sitting up. Dark eyes opened to find golden green staring down at him. A brief moment passed between them.
Harry quickly removed his shirt before pressing himself completely against Severus. The Potions Master hissed at the cool contact against his heated skin, eyes closing once more as hands moved to rub along the firm back while Harry continued to clean Edge’s scent off his skin with his tongue. It continued this way for many minutes. Harry licking every inch of Severus’ neck and chest he could reach while he rubbed his wrists along his arms and hands. He’d release soft growls of pleasure interspersed with growls of aggravation every time he came across a spot not yet cleaned. Severus groaned and writhed allowing soft hisses to escape whenever that tongue would scrape across a sensitive nipple.
A sharp sting of pain coursed through Severus as Harry nipped at one such sensitive nipple. His eyes flew open, hands gripped tightly at lean hips, and hips snapped up into the vampire sitting astride him. Harry moaned pressing back down against him. Harry braced himself up on his hands moving his hips firmly against Severus’ own, his eyes closed in pleasure. For his part, Severus kept hold of the hips in his hands moving against Harry just as desperately.
“Harry…”
Harry looked through his lashes at him causing his already heaving breaths to catch in his throat. His pupils were blown with arousal with a kaleidoscope of green and gold surrounding them. Harry was so close. No. Not yet.
Severus arched and flipped their positions. Harry grumbled and voiced his displeasure at the loss of contact but Severus quickly shut him up with a deep kiss. Both groaned into the others mouth as tongues danced. Harry held him close nails digging into him just shy of breaking the skin. Severus hissed into the kiss. He sat up grabbing the vampires hands and pinning them above his head. Harry lay beneath him panting and squirming. Severus groaned, his eyes closing and pressed into the body beneath his. A whispered charm divested them of the rest of their clothing.
Harry cried out as Severus’ warmth burned into his cool skin. His hands broke loose from Severus’ grasp and gripped at his shoulders. “Sev…Oh Merlin…Please.”
How could Severus turn down a plea like that? A quick lubrication charm and he wrapped a hand around them both. Harry gasped, his knees holding Severus hips tight between them. Severus gritted his teeth to keep from coming before Harry did.
“Sev…” Harry panted out thrusting up into and against Severus. “Can I…?”
Severus looked at Harry to find his fangs had come in and was close to biting through his own lip. A deep whine escaped before Severus could stop it. Yes. Yes, please. He paused his ministrations long enough to adjust their position so he was sitting with Harry perched in his lap. Harry wiggled his ass against him pressing his cock against Severus’ abdomen. Severus grasped those hips, thrusting up hard, pressing his cock just along the crease of Harry’s ass. The vampire arched with a gasped cry. Harry tightened a hand in Severus’ hair before biting down, hard. The resulting release was explosive for them both.
Severus was still breathing hard when he started regaining his senses. He blinked noting his head was at the foot of the bed. When had he fallen backwards? Harry was still suckling gently at his neck, his body weight resting comfortably atop Severus. With a groan, Severus brought one hand to rest on Harry’s lower back, just above his ass, and the other one tangled in thick, dark hair. He held Harry close until the vampire closed the bite and nuzzled close with a satisfied sigh.
“I never want to move again.”
Severus huffed a short, tired laugh. “Unfortunately, we should twist ourselves back to the head of the bed.”
Harry groaned in complaint. “Do we have to?”
It took longer than Severus would like to admit to think it through. He was surprisingly comfortable where he was. His body felt heavy in the way that only a really good release could accomplish. “No, I don’t suppose we have to.”
Harry gave a triumphant sigh and snuggled in closer if that was even possible. “You smell so much better now.”
“Oh, like sweat and sex?” Severus smirked as Harry crinkled his nose.
“No, like us.”
Severus’ heart lept into his throat and he swallowed thickly against the emotion the statement brought with it. A part of him really wanted to be able to smell what Harry was. How did the two of them smell together? Harry rubbed a cheek against his chest.
“You smell like mine.” He whispered.
Severus sighed, stamping down on his emotions and burying them away behind his shields. “Kick me a pillow.” Severus barely caught the pillow that came soaring toward him.
“I’m sorry.”
He only just heard Harry as he adjusted the pillow beneath his head. It took a moment for him to register what Harry had even said.
“You have nothing to apologize for.”
Harry lifted his head to look at him. “But I upset you again.”
“My issues are my own.” Severus stated summoning another blanket to cover them as they were currently lying on the others. He tried hard not to look at Harry’s eyes but failed. They held hurt and gleamed with confusion. “Do not apologize for how you feel.”
“But…”
Severus cupped Harry’s face in his hands. “Listen close, Potter, I’m only going to say this once.” He paused to ensure he had Harry’s attention. “I am yours. For however long that is. Despite the panic, the fear, the fighting, and even when I push you away. I don’t know how you did it but you have wormed your way in and I have absolutely no desire to get rid of you even though I should, for both of our safety. I do what I have to do to protect myself from the Dark Lord. Do not let that discourage you from how you yourself feel.” Severus took a deep breath running his thumbs under Harry’s eyes to catch the pink tears before they fell. “In all honesty, it keeps me fighting for a life after, instead of just to the end.”
Harry kissed him in a way that took every ounce of breath Severus had in his lungs. Harry clung to him and by Merlin if Severus didn’t cling back just as hard.
“You’ll make it, Severus. We will both come out of this war. I’ll make sure of it.”
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Harry.”
“Then I promise to do everything within my power to keep you with me.” Harry said almost desperately. It made Severus’ chest ache.
Severus hesitated only a second. He had to know. “Even turn me?”
Harry blinked rapidly at him before sitting up. Tears still made pink tracks down his pale face. He stared down at Severus as though he had two heads. “Turn you?”
Severus made sure to keep his face straight and did not show any of his feelings. He started bracing his shields. “Edge told me I’m a Potential. It’s possible.”
Severus watched Harry swallow. He took one, two deep breaths. His eyes never strayed from Severus’ face, wide and scared, but Severus could see the thought behind them.
“I would need your blood to do so.” Severus continued only slightly pushing Harry to respond to him.
Another swallow. “But you would have to die.”
Severus nodded keeping his shields firmly in place. “Yes.”
Harry felt like he was going to pass out. His heart was racing in his chest. He was breathing in way more oxygen than his body needed. Turn Severus? Kill Severus? Harry shook his head as his body started to tremble.
Severus sat up quickly seeing the impending panic attack. He wrapped Harry in his arms who sat lost and trembling. Edge had warned him. The bond would not allow Harry to do it. Not without Severus already being in the process of actively dying, but there would not be time to get Harry to him. The Killing Curse only took a second. Even if he was tortured first, the Dark Lord would not allow him the chance. He should have never opened his mouth.
“I’m sorry, Harry. Forget it. You don’t have to turn me. Forget I said anything about it.” His voice took on a soft, calming tone even though he felt anything but behind his shields.
“How… how can I just forget that?” Harry wrapped himself around Severus, clinging tightly to him.
Severus laid Harry down curling around the smaller body. “It was just a thought. I would never seriously ask that of you.” He had needed to know for sure that Edge was telling him the truth before he went forward. Well, he got his answer. Now Harry was crying and clinging to him as though he was going to die tomorrow. Way to ruin the mood, Severus.
“Please, please don’t die on me. You can’t. I can’t lose you. Not now.”
Severus said nothing. There was nothing he could say. He simply held Harry until the vampire fell into an exhausted sleep. Only then did he allow himself to sleep.
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Draco watched his godfather secretly from his spot in the Great Hall. The man had missed breakfast this morning, which in itself is nothing to be overly concerned about, but he looked sick now. The Potions Professor looked down at his food like it was the most disgusting thing he had laid eyes on. The man forced bites into his mouth to appear normal but Draco knew his godfather better than that. Draco decided to make a point of staying after class later.
During Potions class, Severus looked only slightly better. He looked pale in the light of the classroom and refrained from his normal insults. The man remained at his desk the entire time not bothering to walk around to check on their progress as he normally did. Draco narrowed his eyes. There was no meeting this past weekend. Harry said he didn’t need to take that much blood from the man anymore. What was going on?
Draco waited until all the other students left the room for their next class. The blonde had a free period after this and he knew Severus did as well. He stood and walked up to the mans desk. Severus had leaned back in the chair, fingers pressing into the bridge of his nose, eyes tightly close. He looked as though he was in pain.
“Severus?”
Severus startled, blinking his eyes open to look at him. Draco knew something was wrong now.
“What is it, Draco?” Severus said softly sitting up and resting his elbows on the desk in front of him. The man looked terrible.
“You look like shit.”
Severus glared up at him. “That is no way to talk to your Professor, Mr. Malfoy.”
Draco rolled his eyes. “Yeah, whatever, doesn’t change anything. What is going on?”
“Nothing that is any of your concern.” Severus stood. “Now if you don’t mind…”
“I do mind.” Draco snapped. “And you are my godfather so excuse me if I am concerned.”
Severus took a deep breath running a hand across his face. “It is a simple bug, Draco. I will survive, I assure you.”
“A bug?” Draco did not hide his skepticism.
“Yes. Now…”
Severus was cut off by his own gasp of pain. He clutched at his left forearm making Draco pale.
“He can’t call you now, can he?”
Severus hissed pulling up his sleeve. The skin around his mark was red and inflamed. The Dark Mark was pitch black and the snake was moving. Draco felt like he was going to be sick. Severus did not look any better.
“Tonight. Ten O’Clock. Bring Draco.” The snake hissed before curling around the skull into its original position before settling. The mark returned to its quiet state though the skin around it remained inflamed and tender to the touch.
Severus and Draco looked at each other with pale faces. Draco’s eyes were wide with fear.
“What does he want to see me for?” His voice quivered.
“I do not know.” Severus slowly rolled his sleeve back down to cover the mark only wincing once. He looked solemnly at the blonde. “How’s your shields?”
Draco nodded shakily. He took a deep breath and took a moment to reinforce them. “Good.” He felt calmer now.
Severus nodded. “You will need them. I have no idea what he wants with you but it cannot be good. Be prepared for anything.” Severus had a sick feeling that had nothing to do with his current state.
Draco felt anxious for the rest of the day. He had to keep reinforcing his shields but was too nervous to keep them strong for very long. After dinner, in which he could not stomach to eat more than a few bites, he made his appearance in the Slytherin common room. Thankfully, the other students left him be, even Pansy. He thanked Merlin for small mercies. Right before curfew he made his way to Severus’ chambers.
Harry greeted him looking nervous. Draco couldn’t blame him. His stomach had been queasy since his Potions Class. Draco noticed Edge was waiting semi patiently beside the fire. He nodded toward the vampire in greeting.
“Hello, Draco. How are you feeling?”
Draco shrugged. “Scared to death.”
Edge sent him an encouraging smile. “I will be on standby should it be needed.”
The vampire was going with them? Draco found the knowledge made him feel better, if only slightly. They all turned to look at Severus as he stepped into the room wearing his Death Eater robes and carrying his mask. The man still looked pale but now he was sweating lightly. A bug huh?
“Severus?” Edge stepped toward the man obviously concerned. “Are you alright?”
“I am fine.” Severus snapped.
The two vampires looked at each other with worried looks. Harry looked paler than normal with his worry but he didn’t say anything. Edge sighed but refrained from saying anything as well. Draco wondered if they were thinking the same thing he was.
“Do we have to do this?” Draco questioned.
“If we don’t we are both dead.” Severus said plainly. He moved toward the door. “Come. We must be going.”
Draco turned to follow his godfather out the door.
“Please take care of them.” He heard Harry say to his Sire. “Severus isn’t acting right. I’m worried.”
“I will. Try not to worry too much.”
The three were silent as they made their way to the apparition point, Severus leading them with only the waning moon as their light. Draco shivered; his nerves were getting the better of him again. A hand rested against his back making him jump and turn wide eyes to Edge. Edge kept them walking forward.
“Calm yourself, Draco. You have information and people you need to protect.” Edge looked down at him with a serious expression. “Focus on that. It will keep your shields strong.”
Draco nodded taking the last few feet to do just that. They stopped momentarily, Severus turning back to them.
“Ready?” He looked at Draco.
Draco nodded reaching out to grasp his godfathers arm to side along with him. Edge did the same. With a quick turn, they popped out of sight.
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