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-
“Are you dom or sub?” Felicia asked, guiding ‘Dean’s’ hand to her breast as they moved toward the bed.
“Sub,” Harry whispered. And there was no place he’d rather be than under his- No! Don’t think that!
“Not anymore.” Felicia positioned ‘Dean’ over her and readied him for penetration.
“Don’t you need... some kind of... lube?”
Felicia smiled softly. “The female body makes it’s own lubricant.”
“Oh. Okay.”
“This should be fairly familiar, Dean. Nice and slow now.”
Harry slowly began to enter the girl below him, still afraid of hurting this woman. The new sensations hit him hard and fast. It wasn’t familiar. When he stopped to try and come to terms with everything, Felicia grasped his hips and continued to push him down. Harry closed his eyes and let her guide him until he felt comfortable with himself. He began to move on his own, moving deeper, angling to please them both, suckling on her breasts.
Felicia stopped teaching and started enjoying. He’d caught on now, was starting to move deeper. “Oh! Right there. Do that again,” she gasped. She arched into the heavier body above her, grasping his shoulders, at the combined sensations of his mouth on her breasts and chest and his cock pulsing inside of her. He was well-endowed, and experienced... just with the other team. “So close, Dean!” she keened.
Harry moved from her left breast to her shoulder up to her neck to prepare her for feeding. Felicia was so lost in the feeling, she forgot the ‘No Neck Rule’ and returned the favour. When his teeth pierced her skin, she arched into him to ride out her orgasm. Harry grunted, took a deep sip, and pushed deeper as his own orgasm began. After several minutes, the two pulled away from each other. Harry immediately reached for his wand, but stopped when a hand grasped his wrist. “You don’t have to Dean. You’re not the first, even if it has been nearly thirty years. I do wish you would have said something though. Luckily, I am one of the two that was fed on last time. You are still hungry. I will get Natalya.”
Felicia stood, adorned her simple, one-piece dress, and went to get the other girl. Harry lay on the bed in a stupor. What I just did was allowed. It’s been done before! He was in such deep thought that he didn’t notice the return of Felicia. He jumped when a hand was placed on his shoulder. “It’s okay Dean,” a new girl, Natalya, said. “I didn’t mean to frighten you. Felicia told me she was your first girl and that you’re a vampire. Don’t say anything yet; let me finish. You’re not the first, and since you didn’t hurt Felicia in any way I know you’re still hungry. So come,” she urged, sitting next to him on the bed, “feed now.” She arched her neck.
“I... can’t,” Harry stuttered. “I... I-I was supposed to erase her memory. So no one would know. This isn’t supposed to happen. Please, just let me-”
Natalya grabbed the back of Harry’s neck and crushed their lips together. She pushed him down and covered his body with her own. He tried to struggle, but she was just stronger and held him down. She pulled her one-piece dress, just like Felicia’s, up over her hips and engulfed Harry’s cock in one downward motion. At the same time as Harry’s gasping moan, Felicia said, “No! He was sub in his last relationship!”
“Good,” Natalya responded, rising up and coming back down quickly. “This isn’t about making him comfortable with sex. It’s about, ugh, keeping him alive. Besides, if he was just, oh, turned like I think he was, Merlin, his last partner was his sire and would have, yes, fed him whenever he was hungry. Ugh! If I set it up so it’s familiar, then he’ll be more likely to feed on his own. Has he anything that could be of use right now? Sweet Merlin! And are you sure he’s gay?”
“Yes to both,” Felicia answered as Natalya rode the young vampire’s cock. “He didn’t want me to touch his neck. Just before piercing, he suckled my neck. I was lost in the feeling and did the same, but that only increased his lust.”
“Ugh, thanks,” Natalya moaned. She leaned over and attacked his neck. He immediately mirrored the action, preparing her. A sip or two later saw Harry and Natalya climaxing together. When Harry’s grip on her loosened, she rolled away. “Sorry Dean, it had to be done.”
“What... what were you two talking about? I heard you, but I couldn’t make out the words.”
“You handsome,” Felicia smiled, lying on the opposite side from Natalya. “When were you turned?”
Harry was quiet for a moment. “Over a year ago.”
“And this lover that just left you, he’s your sire?” Felicia continued.
Harry nodded.
“Reminds me of James,” Natalya said. “Only he was only two months old. He knew enough not to turn us or kill us, and he erased our memories. It went on for nearly three months before we realized what was going on. He wasn’t... How do I put this? He wouldn’t be my first choice in men.” Felicia nodded in agreement.
“Whaddya mean?” Harry asked.
“Well, James was weird. Your complete opposite, come to think of it,” Felicia said. “He was tall, dark, snarky, and very... do-it-by-the-book-ish. Things had to be done a certain way with him.”
Harry sat straight up. “Would you recognize him if you saw him again?” They both nodded. “I’m coming back tomorrow with a painting of this guy that sounds like who you’re describing and... a friend. I’ll be back tomorrow.” Harry got dressed and ran away from Knockturn Alley.
“What in the hell do you mean you’ve lost Harry?” Severus seethed.
“Just what I’ve said, Severus. Harry’s gone,” Dumbledore explained. “I can’t find his magical signature anywhere. But I know he’s alive so he’s not-”
“Don’t say it!” Severus growled, jumping up out of his chair. “He’s not, okay? He just got scared when I didn’t come back, when I wasn’t there to feed him. I’ll find him now. And then everything will be fine.”
Severus stormed out of Dumbledore’s office toward his dungeons. He yelled the password to his chambers, not caring who heard. All that mattered was Harry right now. He rushed about like a tornado, grabbing this and that, throwing things and moving things. When he felt he had enough... things, he stormed back out of his chambers, his dungeons, and his job. He stalked to the edge of Hogwarts ground and then apparated into Hogsmeade. People automatically moved out of his way, afraid of being trampled by the man. He went to all the normal places Harry visited: Madame Malkins Robes For All Occasions, his favourite Quidditch stores, Honeydukes Candy, even Weasleys’ Wizarding Wheezes. No one had seen Harry in weeks. He left Diagon Alley and headed to Knockturn Alley. He went to all the places he had taken Harry to, and none of them had seen neither hide nor hair of his young lover.
Severus left Hogsmeade and ventured into muggle London, asking some places that he thought Harry might like if they had seen the young man. He had a picture that had been taken of Harry before he had been turned. No one had seen him, not a single one. Severus was starting to get worried. He went back to Hogsmeade and Diagon Alley, using his senses to look for his childe. Nothing. No one had seen him. Severus couldn’t find him. Severus couldn’t sense him. Even as night fell, Severus was walking the streets of Hogsmeade, the next magical community over, and all of muggle London he could stand to be in.
He returned to Hogwarts the next morning to teach. During his off period, he went to see Dumbledore to ask for time off to search for Harry. Dumbledore... refused?!
“I’m sorry, Severus, I cannot let you stop teaching. We’ve already had to find a substitute for you for the last month and he’s already left since you came back. Poppy says you’re able to teach again so you must do exactly that. I’m sure he’ll turn up eventually. Don’t worry overmuch,” Dumbledore said, brushing aside Severus’ concerns and fears. “How are you doing now? Poppy says you’re okay, but how are you feeling? Your wand is in working condition I assume?”
“Yes yes,” Severus snarled. “Everything is in working condition with the exception of my childe. I demand time off to search for him. He could be hurt out there!”
“Severus, you will listen to me on this one,” Dumbledore said, the sparkle in his eye gone now. “Harry is not in any sort of trouble, or I would know it by now. Although I don’t know where he is, he seems to be perfectly fine. May I suggest that you return to your classroom as third period is about to end.” The suggestion was anything but, and Severus knew it. He nodded his head once, stood, and turned to leave.
Before he opened the door, he took a deep breath. Without turning to face the headmaster, he said, “You can stop me from leaving my job. You can stop me from searching for my childe during classes. But the night is mine. The weekends are mine. You can’t stop me from looking at those times. And rest assured, I will be looking for him. Someone has to.” He left then, not worrying about anything except his next class and his childe. Harry.
Harry woke with the rising sun. He had placed sheets and even blankets over all of his windows to keep the sun out... to remind him of the dungeons at Hogwarts. He had deliberately bought a twin size bed so he wouldn’t think about Sev not being in the other half. He kept the bathroom just like he had when with Sev: all of his things on the left side of the sink, the left side of the bathtub, the left side of the medicine cabinet. As he rolled over, he instantly remembered the night before: going to Knockturn Alley, Felicia, and Natalya.
“Oh sweet Merlin,” he moaned, burying his head beneath his pillow. He slowly began to rise from bed and went into the kitchen, completely nude, to begin making breakfast. He always made enough for two, even though he knew Sev was dead. It was just what he did. After breakfast he took a shower, got dressed, and stared at the picture of him and Severus that he kept on the wall above the telly. He took it down gently, covered it with a cloth, and then left his flat to return to the place where Felicia and Natalya were waiting.
He walked slowly to get there, his thoughts running with Severus in mind. He remembered that one time he was teaching and the subject was diverted to his relationship with his sire. He indulged the kids, let them ask a few questions. Somehow, one of them got him to answer what his favourite position was. He’d told the class that he did whatever Sev wanted, and that included anything he could think of. The kids’ minds went wild then and they began shouting out suggestions. Harry had grabbed a quill and some parchment and began to take notes, joking about asking Sev to try some of them out later. However, the man had walked into the classroom at that time. He listened for five seconds before he started yelling. The class went silent immediately. Harry stopped walking and paused to think about it, pictures and images coming to mind.
“What in the name of all that’s magical is going on in here?!” Severus yelled, effectively stopping all suggestions.
No one breathed. No one moved. Finally Harry set the quill and parchment down. “We were just talking is all.”
“This is a classroom, not an arena! And I do not want my personal life to be the conversation topic of your classroom, no matter how interesting it may seem!” Severus yelled, starting to turn a lovely shade of red.
“Yes Sev,” Harry replied with a smile.
“Dammit, I’m serious!”
“No you’re not.” There was a collective gasp in the room. Severus stared at his childe for a moment, then narrowed his eyes and took a step forward threateningly. “Sirius died when I was thirteen.” Severus froze, his anger forgotten for a moment at the nonchalant way Harry had spoken about his godfather. Then he remembered why the dog, forgive the pun, had been brought up in the first place.
“You think this is some kind of joke?” he said so quietly, even Harry had to strain to hear. He stalked so he was mere inches from his childe. “I don’t play around with these things. I am only alive today because I make damn sure my personal life stays personal. And that includes you. Should I ever catch you discussing what we do in private with your students, colleagues, friends, or anyone else besides me, I will kill you. I-” He was effectively cut off by Harry’s lips on his, and a tongue exploring his mouth thoroughly. Harry pulled back slightly after a few moments.
“Class dismissed!” he called out before pulling Sev back to him. No one moved.
Severus growled low in his throat before turning to face the class. “Your teacher said get out.” Everyone ran. Harry pulled him back around and was immediately trying to crawl on top of his sire. “You... are... an... idiot,” Severus said between kisses. “This is not... proper... classroom... curriculum.”
“You... talk... too much,” Harry responded. He pushed Severus backward some until he reach the desk. Then he turned them around, and brought the older man to lay atop him as he lay upon the desk. “Third period... Isn’t it... great?”
“Not-”
“Yes.” He undulated his hips and pressed his erection in his sire’s. “Please?”
“Oh Merlin,” Severus breathed. He couldn’t stand when Harry begged him like that. Harry kept moving underneath him, and then he stopped. Severus groaned, not wanting it to stop. But he then thanked Harry for because he was closing and locking the door, and setting up warding and silencing spells. His wand was thrown to the floor somewhere and Harry went back to his lovely moves. Severus couldn’t take much more.
When Harry attacked his ear, Severus lost it. He ground his hips at the same time as he began to remove Harry’s robes in a hurry. Once they were undone, and Harry’s pants and shoes thrown to the floor, Severus began to undo his own pants so he could be closer to his lover. Once they too were on the floor, Harry pulled Sev flush against him. He was immediately moving under his sire once more, wanting more touching, more friction, more pressure, more something. And Sev gave him that something when he thrust into his childe unprepared, un-stretched.
Harry clutched at Severus’ back, arching upward and crying out in immense pain. Severus immediately stilled, whispering comforting words in Harry’s ear. When Harry stilled some, Severus pulled his upper half away from the warm body below him. There was worry in his eyes, framed by a ring of lust. Harry was still breathing heavily, but he nodded to tell his lover to continue. After a moment’s hesitation, he did. It was slow at first because he didn’t want to hurt Harry anymore than he already had.
But then Harry surged upwards, thrusting Sev into him much like the first thrust. Again, Severus was lost in his lust and began to thrust wildly into Harry. After only a few, Harry surged upwards again, this time in orgasm. Severus stilled, catching his breath. He waited until Harry had calmed down some before he began to thrust again. Harry was quickly aroused, and soon came again. For a second time, Severus stilled to allow Harry to calm slightly. Just before he could move again, Harry grasped his forearms to still him.
“If you don’t... do something... soon... I... will... kill you,” Harry gasped out.
Severus simply smirked and began to move roughly once more. He reached a hand between their bodies and grasped his lover’s erection firmly in hand before fisting him just as roughly as he was pumping into him. Only a few strokes saw Harry arching into his sire for the third time, digging his fangs into the pale neck above him. Severus followed this time, calling out his childe’s name is sweet release. After a few moments, Harry’s feeding tapered off and they lay entwined with one another in bliss. Neither cared about anything right then, nor would they for some time.
Without noticing it, tears had begun to make trails down his cheeks. He wiped them away quickly when he felt one slide down the tip of his nose. He walked to the... building that... housed Felicia and Natalya.
A/N: Another flashback and some more slash for ya. Sorry about the hentai. I felt it necessary. Don't like it? Get over it. It's not like Harry likes it either. And please review? -dpa06-
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