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-
Severus Snape apparated to Hogwarts’ front gates after three weeks of torture, starvation, dehydration, and beatings. It had almost been a month and a half since he'd last fed. He was amazed he'd held out this long before going crazy. He wasn’t strong enough to apparate all the way to his room; he really thought he’d have to stop in Hogsmeade and fire call Dumbledore from there. It took almost all night to make it to the front steps of Hogwarts. And then he was thankful the castle placed a shadow over him from the sun. He would surely die without enough energy to shield himself. He just kept thinking about Harry; how no matter what he was feeling, Harry would make everything right; how no matter how badly he was hurt, Harry would find a way to pleasure them both. He didn’t blame his young lover for not being there, waiting for him. It had been nearly a month. He sat down on one of the bottom steps to rest before trying anymore, thinking of his beloved.
“Sev please?”
“No. I will not have you hurting yourself or me with your antics. I thought the students would never stop looking at us and then whispering after that stunt you pulled last month.”
“I’m not gonna hurt you! I just wanna love on you.”
“You want to ‘love on’ something? Get a dog.”
“Can we really?”
“No.”
“I’ll do the dishes for a month, and I won’t hurt you or me.”
Severus thought for a moment. With a minute sigh, he nodded a bit. Harry jumped off the bed and leaned over Severus to peck him on the lips. He deepened the kiss for a minute before pulling back and crawling off the bed slowly. He pulled off the sleeping pants he had on (the only thing he had on) with his back to the potions master. When he looked over his shoulder, he saw the man’s eyes dilated and smouldering. Harry leaned over Sev provocatively to get the oil out of the bedside table drawer, rubbing himself against his lover’s hand slightly. When those fingers flexed, Harry froze. When they closed again around his shaft, his eyes fluttered closed. When they began to move up and down, he mewled. When they left suddenly, he cried out at the injustice.
“You’re supposed to pleasure me, brat.”
“Do that again and it won’t happen.” Harry grabbed the oil and turned his back to Severus once more a few feet away from the bed. Slicking one finger up, he slowly slid it into his hole. When he tried to add another after a few moments, he realized her had to bend over some. So he did. As he did though, he heard a sharp intake of breath. “Sev?”
“Don’t stop.”
So Harry pushed both fingers in, only stopping to re-oil them for the third one. Now nearly bent in half, Harry was just as anxious as his lover. Severus was panting slightly, his cock at full mast under the sheet. Harry was mewling, wanting to touch himself, but knowing if he did it would all be over. He was still reluctant to stop when Severus commanded it of him though.
“Come here,” the elder commanded as he pushed the sheet away. The younger slowly obeyed and received an unslick cock as punishment when he straddled Sev’s waist and began to slide down the thick shaft. About half way down he stopped to regain his breath, but started up again rather quickly. When fully sheathed inside Harry’s arse, Severus said, “Just sit there for a moment, Love.”
Harry could only wait for that moment though. As he rose up, Sev was forced to close his eyes at the sheer tightness of the younger man on top of him. Somehow, Harry angled them so he would force Severus to hit his prostate every time. A slight grunt from Sev and a cry from Harry signaled a direct hit.
“Now Harry,” Sev breathed.
“No, not tonight.”
“Now Harry.”
“Damn it, I won’t hurt you!”
“You’re only, ah, hurting yourself by, Merlin, by not feeding. Do it now.”
“I’m sorry,” Harry whispered just before leaning over and digging into his lover’s neck. It wasn’t his first time, but he was still pretty new at the whole vampire thing, not to mention making love to his old teacher.
When Sev flinched, Harry slowly pulled away, healed the marks, and apologized again. But neither really heard the apology because as Harry sat up, taking all of Severus’ cock back inside him, Sev used all his energy to grasp Harry’s rock hard cock and bring him to completion at the same time as himself. The feeding had pushed them over the edge. Severus positioned them so he spooned Harry and still had his cock buried inside his lover’s arse.
Four steps, Severus thought. I’ll go up four steps for every memory I can think of. Slowly, four steps appeared behind the teacher. Thank Merlin it’s summer. I’d hate for a student to come out here and see me like this. It’s bad enough the way they look at me now because of Harry’s last stunt. He gave a small sigh as another memory popped up.
“Look, I’m not tellin’ ya again. The order didn’t come in. It’s not my problem mate.”
“It will be when there’s an untamed werewolf and two angry vampires roaming the streets because you wouldn’t tell me where the key ingredient for the Wolfsbane Potion was.”
“T-two... vampires?”
“Yes, and I’m one of them. Now where is the root?”
“Andy got a shipment about a week ago. Can’t guarantee there’s any left though.”
“Fire call Andy and see if he does or not.”
“Right away, sir.” The man hurried into a back room.
Severus stood rooted to the spot for a minute before spinning around to face a hooded figure. “You’ve got a lot of nerve coming here,” he sneered between clenched teeth. “I told you to stay at home. You were turned three months ago. Just the other night you were saying you didn’t want people to know about you or us.”
“I was lonely. And hungry. You’re taking too long Sev.”
“Do not call me that, I can’t help how long it takes me, I can’t feed you right now, and right now I don’t care how lonely you are. Take that ridiculous hood off. You look stupid.”
“I can’t.”
“Why not?”
“They won’t go away.”
“What won’t go away?”
“These.” Harry lowered his hood slightly to reveal his elongated fangs.
“Sir? He does have a few... more...” The salesman drifted off at the sight of Harry Potter with fangs. Harry threw his hood back up and ran out the door into an alley.
“How do I get to Andy’s?” Severus asked, eyes flashing.
“He’s three alleys down, last shop on the right. He’s holding two vials for you,” the man stuttered.
“Good. Speak of this to anyone and I will kill you.” Severus walked out of the shop and listened for Harry. He turned to his left and walked down the first back street he came to. He couldn’t see anything, even with his vampiric senses. But he knew Harry was here. “Harry? Come-”
Something attacked Severus, throwing his back into a wall, but he didn’t fight back: it was Harry. “He knows,” the younger dry sobbed. He didn’t allow himself to cry since he lost Sirius. “It’ll be in The Daily Prophet tomorrow. And you don’t love me, said so yourself. You don’t care anymore. I doubt you ever did.”
“Harry...”
“I was sitting down, thinking of my friends when I got this craving I just couldn’t help. I tried to think of something else, but all I could see was you. So I turned an old sheet into a hooded cloak and followed your magical signature and smell.”
“Harry...”
“But when I found you, you said you didn’t care how lonely I was and that I looked stupid. So I’ll just leave you alone so you can get on with your life. I don’t-”
“Mr. Potter! You will do no such thing. Your pet werewolf needs this potion and it takes time to prepare. That man didn’t have my key ingredient and was checking with another to see if he did. I was edgy and nervous and I snapped at the first person I saw. That was you. I... truly... apologize, Harry. Please get off me so we may retrieve my ingredient and go home.”
“I can’t. I need you now,” Harry whined, pressing himself into Severus. “I need you now. Can’t wait.” He captured Sev’s lips in a searing kiss while working on the clasps to his lover’s robes. When he got about half undone, he slipped a hand inside to cup the older’s genitals through his trousers. “I can’t wait, and you don’t want to.” Harry slid the robe off his sire’s shoulders and then started on the pants, once more holding Sev’s interest with a kiss. Suddenly, he broke the kiss and dropped to his knees.
“Stop,” Severus breathed. “I can’t let you do this. Not here.”
“Yes here,” Harry said, softly touching his lover’s shaft. Pulling it out, he breathed on it hotly and then sucked it halfway into his mouth. A strangled cry was his answer. He slowly sucked a little more and a little more until it hit the back of his throat. Then he swallowed. A strong hand on the back of his head urged him on.
“Sweet Merlin, don’t stop.” With Harry’s mouth occupied the only way to respond was to suck harder. So he did. Only moments later, Sev’s other hand joined the first and greatly increased the pressure on the back of Harry’s head as Sev bucked his hips forward. It wasn’t painful, but it did mean something. And that’s when the tangy, sweet, and sour taste of Severus flowed down Harry’s throat. Once done, Harry gave one more deep suck to get it all and then slowly stood.
Severus cupped Harry, then looked at him wide-eyed. “You didn’t come.”
“Not yet,” Harry answered, undulating into Sev’s hand. “Touch me.”
So Severus unfastened Harry’s pants and pulled them down a bit to expose Harry’s pulsing cock. Severus grasped it in one hand, placing the other on the back of Harry’s neck to guide him to feed. At the same moment Harry’s teeth bit into Severus’ neck, Severus’ hand began moving roughly along Harry’s cock. Harry immediately began to drink deeply, satisfying his thirst, until he could hold on no longer and came all over Sev’s hand.
“Now ease off, just like I taught you,” Severus coaxed.
Harry’s feeding tapered quickly before he slowly pulled his teeth from his lover’s neck and licked the wound. “I’m sorry,” Harry muttered as he lay his head on Sev’s chest.
“Sorry? Why?”
“You said no. I didn’t listen.”
“Harry, look at me. Look at me. This is who you are now. Don’t try to fight it. Don’t ever not feed when you’re hungry, okay? Wake me up or come and get me. I will do everything in my power to help you. The cravings will die down over time, but you will always thirst. Don’t ever think I’ll deny you of anything, Harry. Anything.”
Four more steps. I wonder why he hasn’t sensed me. Or even Dumbledore. Severus looked around, but put it off as another memory rose to the forefront of his mind.
“What the fuck is your problem?!”
“You are! You keep me locked up in these rooms. Won’t let me see my friends out there or in here. The house elves bring me meals while you eat in the Great Hall. Everything is so paperwork to you. It’s all done by the book. There’s a way to fold towels, to have sex, to brew potions, to swallow cock, to tie my boots, to cook eggs, to flip through the channels on the tele, to fucking cuddle! I feel like a prisoner here!”
“Then leave. No one’s making you stay.”
Harry stood with mouth opened and eyes watering. Severus’ own eyes clouded over with regret he’d never admit to. Neither said anything for a few minutes until Harry swiped the tears he’d never let fall from his eyes away. “I thought you were,” he whispered, then walked to the bedroom.
Severus didn’t move for a few minutes. When he heard something hard hit the floor, he stalked to the bedroom to see what Harry was doing. He saw two suitcases, clothes and things flying everywhere, and a torn young man. “What are you doing?” he seethed.
“You don’t want me here, and I won’t stay where I’m not wanted. Ron and Hermione have a spare bedroom; I’ll stay there for a while.”
“You will not.”
“You told me to leave, so don’t tell me where to stay.”
“I’ll do whatever I please. You are my childe. What about feeding?”
Harry paled. “I’ll... figure something out.”
“Put your wand down.”
“No.”
“Expelliarmus.” Harry’s wand flew into Severus’ hand. All the clothes and things dropped to the floor. Severus walked so he was only a few inches from Harry. “You’re staying.”
“Fuck you.” His sadness was all anger now.
“You can do that too.”
Harry’s eyes flashed. He shoved Sev as hard as he could, sending him into a wall. He moved to hit him, but was too slow. Severus pushed Harry back instead, causing the younger to trip and fall backwards onto the bed. Severus quickly followed and straddled the younger man, but was thrown off, just barely having time to turn and land on his stomach. Harry quickly straddled his sire's back.
“You want me to fuck you, Snape?” Harry growled, teeth growing. “Okay, let me know how well I do compared to your other lovers. I know about them. Why else won’t you let me top, eh?” he asked rhetorically while yanking Sev’s robes up and his pants down. “Let’s just see how my first time will be.”
“Harry, stop,” Severus commanded.
“Oh no, Snape,” Harry growled. “I said ‘fuck you’ and you said ‘you can do that too’.” A hand moved between them to remove his own trousers. “You’ve pushed me too far this time. I will do as I please now.”
“You need to stop.”
“Or what? What’ll you do Snape? Give me a detention? Write to Albus or Minerva? I am a teacher here now, not a student.” He wandlessly summoned a vial of oil. “I’ll be nice and stretch you with oil, but it’ll be quick. And it will be a dry cock I shove up your arse tonight.” A cold finger plunged past that tight ring of muscle. “So tight...”
“It’s really time to stop now.”
“Almost ready,” Harry said, thrusting two fingers roughly while ignoring the man he held down. “And three.” Severus gave a strangled cry. “Hmm, this will never do.” Harry pulled his fingers out, hoisted Severus up, and quickly pressed him face first against the wall. “Almost forgot. No coming for you.” A tight, black cock ring appeared at the base of the older’s cock. Harry had one hand holding both of Severus’ above his head and the other arm across his shoulder blades. One quick thrust had him completely seated inside the potions master with a sharp intake of breath from said master.
“Now you know how I feel.” Thrust. “I feel used emotionally.” Thrust. “So I’ll use you,” thrust “sexually,” thrust “physically.” Thrust. “What do you,” thrust “say to that?” Thrust, thrust.
“Harder,” Severus gasped.
“What?” Thrust. “Works for me.” Thrust.
Severus knew something that Harry didn’t: this helped Harry. Almost every vampire would go through it. His new vampiric nature was getting to him. Vampires naturally dominated; not many would submit easily. Harry was the submissive in their relationship though. Once his dominance thirst was quenched, he would be submissive once more. However, this would take much out of the young man. A few days at least in a coma-like state was the payment for this treatment.
Thrust. “Merlin, you’re,” thrust “so,” thrust “tight!” Thrust. “And I’m,” thrust “so close.” Thrust, thrust. He took two more thrusts and then emptied into the elder's tight hole. Not giving Severus a moment’s rest, Harry turned him around as soon as he stopped spilling his seed into the teacher. He jerked Sev’s head to Sev’s right and began suckling, pushing Sev’s face into his own neck.
Severus quickly began to suck on the flesh, waiting for the inexperienced bite to take place. He tensed slightly at the initial piercing, but quickly relaxed. He hurt all over, and wanted nothing more than to come and then go to bed. Harry was drinking deeply now. Slowly, Severus guided Harry to the bed. The younger would crash before he was done.
“Touch me,” Harry muttered, teeth still sunk into Severus’ flesh. A small teardrop of blood ran down Sev’s collarbone as a hand grasped Harry’s once more rock hard and pulsing cock. He squeezed and pushed and pulled as he maneuvered them onto the bed. The feeding slowed and the fangs were pulled out too fast. As Harry came, he licked the piercing closed and promptly fell asleep in Severus’ arms.
Severus’ cock was so hard it hurt. Now laying on the bed beside Harry, he gently rearranged the young man and then reached down to remove the cock ring. But it wouldn’t come off. That brat charmed it to stay on. Fuck! He could be asleep for days. He tried every charm he could think of to remove it for nearly an hour before giving up and going to sleep.
It wouldn’t be but four hours later that Severus would be waking up to a large cock up his arse again. Harry’s awake?! And still dominating?! This is unheard of. He slowly made his way to his knees, knowing it’d be easier for him if he were in that position. Harry followed his movements and thrust faster, harder, deeper. A hand on his cock told him Harry wasn’t the same as earlier. But he didn’t remove the cock ring. He exploded into Severus’ arse, and he wasn’t done yet. Sev was flipped over and his lips seized. His own cock still throbbed painfully as Harry rubbed his flaccid one against it to get hard again. The mouth moved to Sev’s neck and the feeding began with a suckle. Trying to make this easier on himself, he latched onto Harry’s neck. If worse came to worst, he could bite the younger vampire and remind him who was the sire and who was the childe in this scenario.
Gentle drinks belied the force used to ram his cock up Severus’ arse again. Sev threw his head back, causing Harry’s fangs to cut the flesh on his neck. A strangled cry rang out in the bedchamber.
“Harry stop! A feeding isn’t supposed to hurt either party!”
“I’m leaving, remember?” Harry said, raising away from the blood falling freely down his lover’s neck now. “I have to take enough to last me until I figure out what I’m going to do.” A thrust and a suck ended all understandable conversation for a while. Harry passed out again when it was over. Severus lay awake until the sun began to rise. There were no windows around, but he could feel it rising. And then Harry began to rise once more. This time, Harry removed the cock ring as he was swallowing the pulsing head. As soon as the adornment was gone, Severus came down Harry’s throat.
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