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The Price of a Soul	By : dark-huntressmoony Category: Harry Potter Crossovers > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3098 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or The Dark-Hunters, they belong to their respective Authors JK Rowling and Sherrilyn Kenyon. I make no money off of this

Chapter List
- 1-The Price of a Soul
- 2-I
- 3-II
- 4-III
- 5-IV
- 6-V
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III

The next night Severus rose with the sunset and he sighed, he used to be an early riser greeting the dawn with a cup of tea and a review of his lesson plans. He sighed and turned as the door opened and Belladona walked in with a cup of tea in her hands. “Hey, morning sleepy head, brought you some tea.”

He smiled and took the tea, “you know you don’t have to demote yourself to gopher. I have forgiven you sunshine.”

She smiled, “yeah I know, I just feel bad. I didn’t want to go behind your back, I mean if I did you’d know it because there would be some sort of prank involved.” She said winking in a way that almost reminded him of Harry.

He let out a dry laugh before taking a sip of his tea, “well, seems we will be leaving for Minister Potter’s home, I wonder if he is still at Grimmauld Place.” The Dark-Hunter mused quietly.

“Actually he’s not, he told me about that place…said he couldn’t go back after his godfather passed…not that I blame him, I still can’t get myself to go back to Twin Cities. Anyway, he’s at Potter Manor, he’s been getting it more modern and making it more suitable for such a forward thinking wizard.”

Severus barked a dry laugh, “he would think himself like that, Merlin help me, this is going to be the longest assignment of my life.”

“Nah,” Belladona, “you have to remember you’re immortal now, and from what you told me keeping an eye on Minister Potter and making sure Albus Dumbledore stayed alive long enough to set everything up.”

He rolled his eyes and shook his head, “yes, there were those assignments. Come, we should finish everything and leave as soon as possible. We need to fill Potter in and get ourselves situated so that we can make our deadline to check in with the others.”

Belladona gave him a mock salute, “aye aye sir!” She clicked her heels together and darted out of the room as he groaned at her antics.

~~Potter Manor~~

Harry paced in his receiving room wringing his hands nervously as he thought about seeing his childhood obsession and crush. When he was contacted by Acheron he thought the man was needing to see a Mind Healer, swearing that the odd looking man needed his head examined. Harry chuckled softly and jumped when the crack of Apparition sounded letting him know that people had arrived. He turned to see Severus standing as cool and stoic as ever and a young woman on her knees clutching as his sleeve with a hand over her mouth. He watched as Severus pulled a vile out of his pocket and passed it to her.

“Drink this Belladona.” He said softly, “I am sorry, but it was quicker than any other transportation and we do not want to Alert the Daimons to our movements.”

She shuddered as she swallowed the potion and made a face, “can’t you make it taste better? That stuff is horrible! I think I’ve had better drinks when made by Mike and Leo at the Inferno.” She muttered making him roll his eyes.

Harry felt his heart pick up speed as he gazed at the Potions Master. Time had left the man unchanged, he still wore his same heavy robes buttoned all the way to the neck and down the cuffs. His hair was a little longer now and pulled back from his stern face making the lines of his chin and cheekbones stand out. Harry had to stop himself from launching himself at the potions master and showing him just how much he missed him. “Belladona, Severus, welcome to Potter Manor.”

Severus stiffened, “It’s still Professor Snape to you Mr. Potter.” He snapped, “I am still your elder and will be addressed as such.”

Harry smirked, “you haven’t been a professor in over ten years Severus, and with you living here while you work on your assignment a little familiarity will not kill you.”

“Impudent child, always like your father, no respect for authority, Acheron will rue the day he put me on your assignment.”

Harry frowned, “now Severus, come on really? We are going to resort back to you insulting my father? A man over twenty years dead? We’ve got more important things to worry about, there was another kidnapping….and I got word that another body has been found.”

Belladona laid a hand on his sleeve as he opened his mouth to retort and he sighed shoving his dislike for James Potter away and moving on to being a Dark-Hunter and not Harry’s ex-Professor. “Very well Mr. Potter, lead the way, I doubt it is custom to hold such delicate words in a place where one can easily be eavesdropped upon?”

Harry sorted, “as if, my home is more secure than you think Severus, think Gringotts.” His green eyes danced with mirth and Severus rolled his eyes and Belladona looked confused. “Gringotts is our Wizarding Bank that’s run by Goblins, they say the only place safer is Hogwarts, but in the whole time I’ve been in the Wizarding World, which is the last fifteen years or so, the bank was only broken into twice while the school…well let’s just say I think the seven years I was there were the most interesting that school has seen in a while.”

Severus snorted into his hand before doubling over in laughter making both Harry and Belladona jump. Severus chuckled as he struggled to get his laughter under control, a minute or so passed before he finally sobered leaving a very shocked Harry in his wake. “Yes, you can say that Mr. Potter. Your knack for getting into trouble and being in the Hospital Wing every other week, I dare say you are the one who kept my Potion skills up to par on simple potions. Now then, shall we go?”

Harry felt his stomach flutter, Severus’s voice still made him shiver and want more, and now he wanted to hear the snarky man say his first name. Watching the man lose control over his laughter gave him hope that the last ten years away from everything finally loosened the man up enough to finally be open to his advances. “Right, the house elves can take care of your bags and coats.” He snapped his fingers and two elves appeared holding out their arms.

Severus slid his traveling bag from his shoulder and made quick work of the buttons on his cloak shouldering it off revealing simple black jeans, polished loafers, and a button up dark green silk shirt with a few buttons undone around his throat, his Head of House pendant pinned to the lapel of his shirt. Belladona sported a pair of whitewash blue jeans, a dark blue tunic wrap shirt, and black flats. Harry smirked as he looked the ex professor over causing the older man’s jaw to twitch.

“Can I assist you with something Mr. Potter? Or are you content to gape at me like a cod fish?” He snapped folding his arms over his chest.

Harry blushed softly and cleared his throat. “Right yes sorry, let’s go to the parlor,” He quickly led them to the formal parlor and offered them drinks before sitting down and laying out papers. “Alright, here’s everything we have gathered. Since Acheron brought up a few things we have pulled the few “vampire” cases back up and have re-looked into them.”

Severus took a sip of his brandy and set it to float near him as he pulled the first file into his hands and opened it up. “Hm, I can see where you all thought it was vampire bites…but it was missing the classic mauling characteristics.”

Harry nodded, marveling at the man’s Wandless magic and control, “erm…yeah I mean we just thought it was one of the more I guess civilized vampires, like the ones who watch to many bad movies and try to live that life. But then we also noticed that even the victims magical signature was gone, vanished.”

Belladona chewed her lip, “yeah that makes sense since a Daimon quite literally consumes everything that the person is or was. How many cases have you had?”

Harry sighed, “so far? Only four, which we are lucky, from what your boss was telling me it could be a lot worse, I think the advantage that we have is that they find witches and wizards who are outside of our safe places, so leaving the Leaky Cauldron or the Ministry. So far they have been unable to detect the magical places, and it seems we still have the advantage of keeping people safe. I want to nip this in the bud before it turns into another panic, the last thing people need is to be locked in their homes terrified.”

“I agree Mr. Potter, your work as Minister has changed the Wizarding world for the better, while you were an abysmal student as best I can say that I am quite proud of the man you became and I know that your mother would be very proud of you as well.” Severus said softly as he poured over the documents and grabbed his drink.

Harry felt a stupid smile cross his face and he quickly schooled it into being something polite, his Minister Smile as Hermione called it. “Thank you Sir. How are you doing that?”

Severus lifted his head up. “Doing what Mr. Potter?”

“Your glass? I’ve never seen anyone be able to hold a levitation without a wand for so long.”

Severus blinked, his black eyes confused before he shook his head. “I see that you were not informed of what a Dark-Hunter truly is, though I have no idea if it is safe to let you know fully, unless you have improved on your Occlumency?”

Harry chuckled, “didn’t have a choice with that one, once I became Minister I had to work really hard, but eventually even my thick skull got the hang of it.”

Severus looked to Belladona who nodded, “Acheron gave us the ok to inform Minster Potter about everything. I’ve already begun filling him in, but I figured I’d leave the good stuff up to you.”

Severus sighed as he sat back in his chair and steepled his fingers in front of him, his black eyes locking with green. “As you know Mr. Potter…I died on that night, eleven years ago. Nagini’s bite was fatal, but because I held such rage at the injustice of my life my soul cried out to Artemis, the goddess of the Hunt. She granted me a final act of Vengeance, which you yourself witnessed, since that night I have been doing my job as a Dark-Hunter. Along with being unable to be out in sunlight and being unable to die, I also have developed powers it seems.”

“You mean on top of your magic? Because to be honest Sir you did have some nifty tricks up your sleeve when you were alive, I mean you could fly without a broom.”

Belladona snorted, “probably one of his more crowing achievements as a Dark-Hunter.” She laughed shaking her head, “I swear I have never seen a Daimon run so fast in my life. No one has ever seen a Dark-Hunter fly before Severus here, I was out one day just before Dawn probably about three years or so ago, and I was attacked and then out of no where in swoops Severus! His robes billowed around and he looked every bit of pissed off Dark-Hunter. Then WHAM! He flicks his wand and I’m covered in dusted Daimon.”

Severus rolled his eyes, “and ever since then you have called me Bats.”

Harry snickered, “so you told her your knickname from the students at Hogwarts?”

Severus glared at the dark haired man, “I have no problems hexing you Mr. Potter. Or turning you over my knee.”

Harry shuddered, his green eyes darkening. “I’m sure you don’t sir, but I do prefer being turned over your knee, hexing tends to be a little annoying.” He smirked.

Severus felt the spark of arousal shoot through him and he cleared his throat looking back to the folders, “I would like to get in and look at the latest victim, maybe tomorrow night after we have settled in and established a pattern and our route.”

“Sounds reasonable, what are you looking for?”

“Bats here has been looking to create a potion or a spell to help us track Daimon movement. He’s thinking that a fresh Daimon kill will leave a sort of imprint, seeing as they are what you consider magical creatures.”

Harry nodded, “so kind of like when we are tracking werewolf kills or something just as dangerous.”

Severus nodded, “I would classify a Daimon as a 5 X on the danger classification scale, right up there with werewolves and dragons.”

“but they live in human society.” Harry pointed out.

“True, but so do most werewolves, then again a werewolf, like Mr. Lupin is usually on the potion. There is no potion for a Daimon, there is also no saving the victim once they are taken. In our world Mr. Potter they are a complete unknown, making them even more dangerous.”

Harry sighed and rubbed his hands over his face, “of course, your right. This whole thing…people are starting to get scared, even the Ministry itself is having a hard time keeping everything under wraps. You know how fast gossip spreads in our world.”

“Yes, well you have done a good job so far of keeping it concealed. With us here now, and pooling our resources with yours we can hopefully find out what is happening and why they are doing this.”

Belladona lifted a book out of her bag and handed it to Harry, “here, I was given permission by the squire Council to give you this.”

Harry took the heavy tome in his hands and ran his fingers over the crest on the front of the book. “What is it?”

“A Squire’s hand book, since you knew Severus before and are working so close with us we are willing to give you our secrets…you are not being brought in as a squire since your work is much more important, you will be an informant and work with us on problems and keep your world and our world separate. Should it prove too much for you…well you’ll probably get a visit from Otto. Pray that that doesn’t happen. Now read through that carefully and I am going to go and get our base of operations set up and start running numbers until we have to check in with the other Dark-Hunters.” She got up and left the room leaving the two men to stare at each other, the tension in the room thick.

“So, you never did explain what powers you gained on top of your magic.” Harry said smoothly trying to get some kind of conversation going.

Severus sighed and rubbed his eyes, “on top of my magic I have what is known as Tactile Telekinetics, meaning I can pick up things with very little effort. It also seems I have a very general sense of telekenetics seeing as I can do what wandless magic can’t, and it makes brewing the potions easier. I can also read minds, but tend not to due to the fact that people rarely think anything of importance.”

Harry hid his smirk behind his glass as he filed that information away, “does your mind reading get out of hand at all?”

Severus rolled his eyes, “should I become absorbed in something I can catch fleeting thoughts, or if I just wake up.” He slowly got to his feet and gathered up the papers. “I had better go and work with Belladona, and you better get some sleep Minister Potter. I will see you before you leave for work in the morning.” He bowed his head and left the room quickly.

Harry groaned as he flopped back into his chair with a pout. “He’s as stubborn as ever.” He looked down at the book in his lap and sighed. “may as well get started reading this, maybe it will give me what I need to get Severus to open up.” He quickly made his way to his room and settled down to read for the next few hours.
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