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Against His Nature	By : harriet Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 84787 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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CHAPTER 43 (Council of War)
“You awake?” When Harry woke up it was to the insistent nudging of Draco. For this time of the morning the blonde was entirely too close to him and Harry scowled as he stretched in the bed. Automatically Harry rolled over away from Draco having expected Severus to still be in bed beside him. When Harry’s gaze met the empty bed beside him however he sat up abruptly. The sudden movement made him dizzy and his vision swam as he swallowed back the urge to vomit as he lay back down against the pillows. “Here. He told me to give this to you when you woke up.” Harry carefully opened his eyes as Draco’s blonde head swam into focus above him, two glass vials of red potion in his grasp. With Draco holding his hands steady Harry eased himself up and swallowed both vials of potion before lying back down. “He said you’d need the iron. I think he drank too much. Octavia went shit crazy when he came in about an hour ago.” Draco put aside the now empty vials and watched carefully as the colour returned to Harry’s face. Feeling better Harry sat up slowly from the bed and looked around at the sheets. It was only then that Harry realized that the crisp white sheets around him were stained with brown smudges and puddles. There was no mistaking what the fluid was and Harry reached up instinctively to touch the side of his neck. Sure enough there were two familiar incisor marks in his neck along with what Harry assumed was bruising and crusty dried trails of his own blood.
“Fuck.” Harry swore in pain as he went to get up out of bed but found a similar set of puncture wounds and bruises on his inner thigh, in the junction between his leg and groin.
“As I said, Octavia lost his shit when he saw you. I thought you were dead.” Draco offered Harry a hand as the brown haired boy finally managed to stand up. Swaying a little in light headedness Harry made his way to the bathroom and moved to stand in front of the mirror above the sink. Harry winced at his own reflection as he stared at the purple and green bruises on his neck and the caked dried blood that stuck to his hair and pooled in his shoulder joint. “You look like shit but on the upside Uncle Severus looks much better this morning.”
“Where is he?” Harry spoke softly to Draco’s back the blonde dutifully turning his back to allow Harry to use the toilet in some semblance of privacy. With the flush of the toilet Draco turned back around and helped Harry sit on the side of the marble bathtub as he began to run the warm water.
“Not sure. Octavia came in about an hour ago and Snape was already up. They argued about you for a bit and then Snape shoved those potions in my hand before he and Octavia took off.” Like they had done the night before Draco and Harry climbed into the bath together each boy sitting comfortably at either end of the marble tub. In quite companionship Harry and Draco washed themselves neither boy daring to look at one another for more than a few seconds. Their relationship was tentative still and despite the most recent events both of them knew their friendship was out of necessity than anything else.
“Did he tell you not to leave the room?” Harry queried as he scrubbed what was left of the dried blood from his hair and neck careful not to reopen the puncture marks on his neck. Draco shook his head as he stepped out of the bath and dried himself with another of the clean fluffy towels before helping a stiff and sore Potter from the bath as well.
“Then we’ll get dressed and see if we can go and find him. I think I need some sugar and I want to know what’s going to happen. There’s a war going on out there.” Harry wrapped the towel around his waist similarly to Draco and both boys stepped out of the bathroom and into the cooler air of the bedroom.
“That’s weird. Do you two always share a bath?” Both Draco and Harry froze mid step as an unfamiliar voice addressed them from over by the fireplace. Automatically Harry went for his wand and Draco stepped unconsciously back behind the safety of Harry as he took in the short slender vampire standing by the fireplace.
“Who are you?” Harry spoke calmly still not lowering his wand as he took in the young vampire before him. The boy had sparkling ice blue eyes and was blonde like Draco, although his hair was cut short and spikey. Harry couldn’t tell how old the vampire was but he was certainly not as old as Snape or Octavia. Harry took in the vampire’s attire. He stood up in a dark pair of trousers, a soft mauve shirt rolled up to his elbows and a darker mauve waistcoat.
“If you’re here for a snack you can bugger off. My uncle is Severus Snape.” Draco snapped bravely from over Harry’s shoulder and Harry watched as the vampire rolled his eyes at the comment. Draco sounded far braver than Harry did but Harry supposed it was easy to be brave if you were hiding behind a human shield. Having not detected any immediate threat Harry lowered his wand and stepped away from Draco who was still eyeing the vampire in fear.
“No blood lust here. I’m not a pureblood see.” For full effect the young vampire near the fire smiled widely and Harry couldn’t help himself but chuckle as Draco huffed in contempt despite having seen for himself the lack of incisors within the smiling mouth of the vampire. Feeling still light headed Harry sat down on chaise by the window that had served as Draco’s bed the night before. “I’ve brought you up some clean clothes.” The blonde vampire gestured to the various items hanging on separate hooks by the wardrobe. Draco hustled quickly over to the items and quickly chose the pair of light grey trousers and Slytherin green shirt for himself before tossing the slightly small set of grey trousers to Harry as well as the blood red collared shirt. There were two matching sets of black robes similar to Snape and Octavia’s hanging over the armchairs by the fire and Harry assumed they were for them as well. “I brought this for you too. Nasty business that rejuvenation, can really take it out of you.” Harry worried his bottom lip with his teeth as the unknown vampire stepped over to him holding out a large glass of pumpkin juice and three chocolate cookies towards Harry. Harry didn’t miss the sideways glance that the vampire spared at the blood stained sheets on the bed before looking back at him seriously.
“Who are you?” Draco now fully dressed except for his black robes reiterated the question Harry had asked earlier. Thankful for the change in attention Harry sipped his pumpkin juice and ate his cookies as the vampire went to sit down in the armchair opposite where Draco had sat beside the fire.
“Kaden.” The vampire supplied easily cautiously glancing over his shoulder to ensure that Harry was drinking and eating. “I’m one of Alexander’s mates.” Harry listened carefully to the conversation passing between Draco and Kaden as he finished his sugary treats and began to get dressed.
“One of?” Draco noted cautiously as he assessed the other blonde. Kaden laughed in a rich melodious tone as he shook his head at Draco.
“Such a wizard.” Kaden muttered before explaining himself. “Indeed, I am one of two of Alexander’s mates. Alexander has recently taken a fledgling and I am pleased that I can share his attentions.” Draco glanced across at Harry a smooth telling eyebrow rising in silent conversation. Harry knew what Draco was implying, the previous night’s conversation about love beginning to look a little shaky even in Harry’s opinion.
“So do you know what’s going on?” Harry having finally dressed himself joined the blonde pair by the fireplace and perched himself on the arm of Draco’s chair.
“I know only what I am told.” Kaden stood up and handed both boys the warm wool outer robes from the back of his chair. “The elders are currently in a meeting downstairs and I am to bring you both to the lounge so you can eat and socialize.” Harry and Draco obediently accepted the robes and pulled them on as Kaden led the way to the door. Both Harry and Draco paused to collect their wands from the room before they both trailed after Kaden into the bustling corridors of the hotel.

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“I can’t tell you how please we are that you have returned to us Severus.” Snape inclined his head in silent acknowledgement as Attila handed him the silver rimmed glass. Snape closed his eyes as he inhaled deeply on the tangy metallic scent that clung to the crimson liquid within before he took the first tentative sips. It was body temperature and Snape licked his lips as he swallowed two mouthfuls. Snape had to admit it wasn’t to his taste but then since he’d had Harry nothing could compare. At the thought of his mate Snape inwardly cringed he’d lost control last night and drained the boy more than he should have. In his haste to rejuvenate his injured body he’d taken too much and left the boy lifeless and pale. If it hadn’t been for Octavia’s appearance this morning he may have done the unthinkable.
“We were impressed by you choice of mate Severus. He is beautiful.” Snape drew his attention away from his inner thoughts back into the room and nodded quietly as Alexander addressed him from across the table.
“Indeed he is. I would assume that you have checked his fertility Octavius?” Snape watched as Mortimer drew Octavia into the conversation. Octavia eyed Snape cautiously as everyone in the room, including Snape waited for an answer. Octavia rolled his eyes and drained his glass of blood before moving to replace it with whisky.
“Of course I did.” Octavia snapped irritably daring Snape to challenge him in front of the other vampires in the room. Snape growled low in his throat at this new bit of knowledge but chose not to confront his elder about it in present company. It was customary for a mentor to sleep with his protégé’s chosen mate to attest to the mate’s ability to bear heirs. Snape knew Octavia had not slept with Harry and so it made him wonder why Octavia was lying.
“Good, then we will eagerly await good news regarding the Snape family heir.” Both Octavia and Snape nodded their heads at Attila, as the remainder of the elders came to sit down around the meeting table. Octavia sat down beside Snape who glanced at him silently an undisclosed conversation passing between them. Octavia shook his head in refusal to answer the question as Attila called the meeting to order. “A missive arrived this morning via our sources in Knockturn Alley.” Attila held up the parchment of paper to the view of the gathered vampires who all looked upon it with suspicion. Snape eyed the seal carefully and sighed heavily when he recognized the mark in wax that matched the tattoo on his own forearm. “I shan’t bother to regale you with specifics, suffice to say that Tom Riddle offers various things in order for us to support his side of the war. The letter came with a gift…” Attila snapped his fingers twice and Snape watched as two wizards entered from a side door dragging a naked young woman along with them. Her face was covered up with the familiar white mask Snape had worn many times before and her creamy white skin was only broken by the black angry tattoo on her forearm that marked her ownership. Snape was disgusted and looked away from the woman as she began to struggle and curse in the arms of her captors as she realized the eyes of the vampires staring at her.
“This gift proves nothing but his ignorance about our kind. He treats us as if we are creatures to be bribed and manipulated.” Alexander spat angrily as the woman was dragged back out of the room, with a wave of Attila’s hand.
“Indeed. What do you say to these offers Severus? He is after all your master too.” All eyes turned to Snape who sighed and shook his head.
“He was never my master. I am a Vampire and I am loyal to no one but my own kind.” There were nods and mutterings of approval at Snape’s words and Octavia smiled proudly at the potions professor beside him. It had been a very long time since Snape had been a part of Vampire society but Octavia was glad his younger protégé had not forgotten the values he and his family had instilled upon him as a child. “Voldemort offers us nothing he is merely trying to secure us as allies. Once the war is won he will decimate our numbers and take from us everything we have worked over the last century to maintain.” Again a muttering of voices broke out around the table from the elder vampires and Snape watched as Attila smiled at him knowingly from the end of the table.
“Very well the council decision still stands. We will defend against Tom Riddle and his Deatheaters.” Attila glanced around the table ensuring that all those present still agreed with their original decision.
“But what of The Ministry of Magic?” Mortimer spoke up cautious of Snape’s company. “Surely if we defend against Riddle, they will assume we are fighting with them?” Once again everyone looked to Snape and Octavia for a reply.
“Then we make them a deal.” Octavia spoke up before Snape could and the dark haired vampire watched as his mentor stood up from the table. “We want our dignity back. We want to be allowed to practice our traditions without fear of reprisal and vampire hunts.” Snape watched as the gathered group nodded in understanding as Octavia continued. “By now they will have suffered losses and I am sure Severus can attest to the fact that without Harry Potter they will be questioning whether they can win. I believe if we make them an offer of aide they will be powerless but to accept.” Octavia turned to Snape who was staring at him quietly. He knew it would come to this, bargaining with Harry for the sake of the Vampires way of life however it still hit a raw nerve and Snape bit his lip hard in anger.
“And you are sure that Harry Potter is the key to this war Severus?” Attila addressed Snape directly and the professor dragged his sapphire gaze away from his mentor to face that of the elder Vampire at the head of the table.
“He is.” He spoke softly in agreement before rising from his seat to stand beside Octavia. “However he is my mate and his is one of us. If he comes to any harm I will hold you all personally responsible and act accordingly.” Snape could feel the piercing blue eyes of the council staring at him, all of them easily reading the thoughts that he projected from within.
“You are protective of him, it is pleasing to see. We were worried that you had completely forsaken your heritage when you accepted that mark on your arm.” Alexander smiled at Snape from across the table and Snape lowered his head in silent acknowledgement of the praise. “The Snape family has been an important part of our way of life for millennia and as such you and Harry are both under our protection.” Alexander continued and Snape watched as the remaining members of the council stood up and turned to face him.
“We will protect him Severus.” Attila affirmed as the entire council bowed lower to Snape even Octavia. Snape took a deep steadying breath and nodded firmly as Attila finally looked at him for confirmation.
“Very well. Octavius you will arrange a meeting with The Ministry?” Octavia nodded in understanding. The council watched as Octavia turned to Snape and leaning down pressed a chaste warm kiss to Snape’s lips.
“I am proud of you Severus. Your heirs will know what it is like to live in freedom because of the sacrifices you have made.” With a firm squeeze of Snape’s shoulder Octavia turned and swept from the room his mission clear. Snape sighed as he watched the retreated figure of his mentor before turning back to the steel blue eyes of the council.
“Well now we have much to discuss however Severus I suggest you return to your mate.” The rest of the council sat back down as Attila addressed Snape who remained standing. “I think considering the situation you need to spend some time preparing Mr. Potter for what is to come.” Snape had the good grace to blush already knowing that the council had probably been privy to his thoughts about what had transpired the night before with Harry. He had been lax in his carefully warded thoughts and he had undoubtedly left his mind unprotected as he’d entered the council.
“Thank you council.” Snape inclined his head politely at the remaining members of the council before turning to leave the same way Octavia had finally glad to be out from under the scrutiny of his elders. Outside of the chamber and with the door firmly closed behind him Snape took a moment to lean heavily against the doors and take a deep steadying breath. The decision had been made and now the consequences of that decision would remain to be seen. Snape hoped that he had done the right thing. With another heavy sigh Snape pushed away from the doors and strode off into the hotel to find Harry and Draco.
A/N Hey Guys, I've finally done it. I believe I've finished this one.....yay! So here we go, three chapters a night but only if you're nice and review. I like to know you guys are still reading.
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