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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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Harry stretched allowing his claws to scrap against the hard surface of the rock he had napped on all day. It was the big rock in the small clearing in which Sirius and Edge had met for the first time. He was lucky enough that the rock was well covered with trees and so prevented the sun from hitting him throughout the day. Bright green eyes blinked slowly as they adjusted to the lack of light. It was a new moon. Harry thanked his new and improved vision for allowing him to see with minimum light. It took him a moment to register the figure sitting a few feet away from the rock and staring up at him.
Harry jerked to a standing position and growled at the figure. It had jumped back and taken a defensive posture as well but without the vocalization. *Who are you?*
*Does it matter? I could ask the same of you.*
Harry could hear the thing rolling its eyes at him. He hissed before jumping down from the rock and moving toward the other. It didn’t move except to sit down but it eyed him wearily. Harry tilted his head as he realized it was the same canine from the other night. He sniffed. It didn’t smell so sad anymore but it did smell nervous although it bravely held its ground. It almost seemed foolish. The thing was obviously much smaller than him. It had a pointed face, with tall ears, and very long, skinny legs. It almost reminded Harry of a fox although its tail was not as bushy, its coloring was different, and it might have been slightly taller yet leaner.
*I’ve never seen an animal like you in the forest before.*
It snorted. *And I’ve never seen the likes of you in here either. Your point?*
Harry hissed again as he sat in front of the male canine. *I’m trying to be nice you know.*
The other lifted its head and sat straighter. *Could have fooled me with the growling and hissing you have been doing.*
*You’re right.* Harry ran a heavy paw over his face. *Sorry. Suppose we could start again? I had just woke up and you startled me.*
The two stared at each other. Harry felt the strange feeling of knowing the strange canine before him but he shook it off. He had never met the canine before. It was a few moments before the other nodded.
*I suppose you can call me…* he stopped and looked down at himself before looking back up. *Silver. You can call me Silver.*
Not a real name then. *Okay, Silver, guess Shadow will do for me.*
Silver snorted again and shook his head with a small chuckle. *Well, we are a creative duo, are we not?*
Harry gave a feline shrug. *You do have a silverish look to you.*
Silver looked at his white splashed dark fur and light colored legs. *Yes, I suppose I do.* Silver looked back up at him with his oddly blue gray eyes filled with curiosity.
Harry stood and circled the small being in front of him. It watched him with weary eyes. *What are you?*
Silver sat straighter and puffed his chest a bit. *A jackal. Technically, a side-striped jackal.*
Harry thought it was cute how proud Silver looked and chuckled. Silver growled at him.
“Ah, there you are. I see you are making friends.”
Both Harry and Silver jumped as Edge stepped out of the trees. He wore a smile but it was a tight one and Harry could see the disguised hardness in his eyes. He swallowed thickly knowing he was in trouble. He glanced at Silver who was growling now as he stared at Harry’s Sire.
*You can stop growling. I am not here for you. Go on. Go home.* Edge waved his hand dismissively at Silver as though he couldn’t be bothered with such a small creature.
*Shadow?*
Harry nodded when Silver glanced briefly over at him. He was touched that the small jackal would stay with him even though they had just met. *It’s okay.*
Silver glanced one more time at Edge, whom didn’t even spare a glance for the jackal, before slowly leaving the two vampires on their own. Harry felt the loss of his new friend acutely as his Sire continued to stare at him without saying anything. He knew he was in trouble. He shouldn’t have stayed out all day, but he had to get out of the castle for a few hours, somewhere that he would be safe from Severu… Snape’s wrath should the man so decide to hunt him down.
“Transform.” Edge’s voice was hard causing Harry to take an involuntary step back. Suddenly, he was grabbed by the scruff and lifted cleanly off the ground. “I said transform.” Edge growled making Harry whimper even as he did as he was told. He barely opened his mouth to explain when Edge cut him off. “What were you thinking?”
Harry forced himself to stay limp as he continued to dangle from his Sire’s grip on his neck. “I didn’t mean to…” he was cut off by a grunt as he hit the forest floor.
“How can you not mean to run off? I am positive you knew the position of the sun.” Edge started pacing as he ran his fingers through his hair. Harry stared up at him rubbing the back of his neck. So, this was about him not coming back during the day? It had nothing to do with him losing control? “You could have been burnt alive.”
Harry stood glancing at Edge wearily. “I had to get away.”
“And you couldn’t do that inside the castle?” Edge paused looking at Harry. He sighed and closed his eyes briefly before opening them again and meeting Harry’s green ones. “I apologize. I should not have handled you so roughly.”
Harry slowly moved to hug his Sire. “I should’ve returned to the castle for the day.”
“Yes, you should have youngling.” Edge returned the hug resting his head on top of Harry’s own. “I am not the only one that was worried.” Harry nodded before moving away to see Edge giving him a small smirk. “You did a number on poor Severus.” The young vampire felt his face flame but still glared at Edge when he chuckled. “There is nothing wrong with feeding if you are hungry, youngling, but it is only polite to ask permission first.”
“He didn’t exactly try very hard to stop me.” Harry started back to the castle ignoring his Sire who was still chuckling behind him.
“That is not the point, Harry, and you know this or you would not have fled as you did. From what I have heard, you didn’t quite give him a chance to either. I have talked him into letting you continue to stay there though.”
“What?” Harry whipped around to stare incredulously at his Sire. “Why would you do that?”
Edge sighed, wrapping an arm around Harry’s shoulder and continued to guide him back into the castle. “You are safe there.”
“Not anymore.” Harry grumbled.
“And you have easy access to food.” Edge continued as though Harry hadn’t spoken. “Your godfather could use a break. Severus has so kindly agreed to take over for a while.”
Harry snorted and rolled his eyes. “You sound like Dumbledore now. Severus doesn’t ‘kindly’ agree to do anything when it involves me.”
“As long as it is on his terms.” Edge finished but agreed with a small, short laugh before sending a smirk in Harry’s direction. “Severus, huh? Wouldn’t let him hear you call him that just yet.” He laughed harder at the look of pure horror on Harry’s face as he realized his mistake. “It’s okay, Harry, that’s normal.” He motioned for Harry to flit with him rest of the way to avoid being seen.
“How is it normal to call that snarky bastard by his name, his first name even, when all he’s ever done is hated me? And I made that worse last night.”
Edge shook his head leaning against the wall beside the door leading to Snape’s chambers. “He doesn’t hate you.” He held up a hand to stop Harry from interrupting. “He doesn’t. Trust me on that. And it is normal because feeding from someone can be a very intimate thing, as you discovered last night.”
Harry blushed. “It hasn’t been like that with Sirius, thank Merlin, so why Sever… Snape?”
Edge couldn’t stop the smirk as Harry stumbled over what to call the Potions Professor. His instincts screamed ‘Severus’ while upbringing and social status yelled ‘Snape’. Edge could remember having issues with the same thing once upon a time as well. “Every feeding as some intimacy to it. There are three main places in which we can feed from, you will want to remember these. One, is the wrist, which is how you feed with Sirius. It is the less intimate of the three which is why you respond differently. Feeding from there is a sign of friendship or acquaintances.” Edge paused to give Harry time to digest before continuing. “The neck, where you have fed from Severus, is slightly more intimate. It shows great trust on the side of the donor as it is easier to just kill them from there than it is at the wrist. One wrong twist of a fang and the carotid can burst and its lights out for them.”
“But the first time I fed…”
“I had taken her choice away from her, Harry.” Harry glared at him which he returned with a sad look. “You had just finished your transformation. You needed fresh, rich blood and the neck is the quickest way to get that. It’s closer to the heart.”
“So, I really didn’t give him a choice.”
Edge felt his heart constrict at the depressed look of his Childe. “Let’s go inside. He is doing rounds and not currently here. We have time to discuss this further in the privacy of his rooms.”
Harry nodded and followed Edge into the warm lit rooms of his Potions Professor. Automatically he made a beeline for the soft rug by the fireplace and sat cross legged in front of it. He ignored Edge soft smile of amusement as he himself took a seat on the sofa.
“I basically raped him, didn’t I?”
“No.” Harry jumped at the stern note in Edge’s voice. Edge sighed and started again. “No, Harry you didn’t. Not in the sense you are thinking of the word. You did not gaze Severus at all.”
“How do you know that?”
“Because he remembered that it happened. Of course he remembered, he told me as soon as I woke from my slumber this evening. For him to have remembered you could not have gazed him.”
“So gazing makes them forget?”
Edge nodded. “Severus knew what was happening. He had choices he could have made. The power from you may have had the ability cloud his judgement, and make his reactions slow, but I have felt the power he has over his own mind. I know that it is quite strong enough to fight off a young vampire such as you, if he applied himself to do so. His basic instincts had trust that you would do him no deadly or permanent harm. Otherwise, he could have easily distracted you by pulling your attention to his wrist instead, but he didn’t do that.” Edge looked thoughtful for a moment. “He could have also most likely damaged you by forcibly entering your mind to make you stop, yet he didn’t do that either.” Edge watched Harry for a few minutes as the young vampire thought about what he said. “Do you understand what I am trying to tell you?”
“Severus trusts me, deep down.” Harry still did not look up as he continued to play with a lose strand in the rug. He was not very convinced of the argument Edge was trying to make.
“That is true, but I fear Severus has his own issues to get around.” He looked at Harry thoughtfully. “If it will make you feel better, I do know that he has the ability to react against a vampires power if he so choses and that he does not trust me at all currently.”
Harry glanced up wide eyed. “You fed from him?” Edge winced and nodded slowly. Harry felt something stir deep in his belly. “When?” He asked through gritted teeth.
“This evening.” Edge ran a hand over his face and sighed when Harry’s dark look landed on him. What was that about? “It has been a few days since I last fed and you know how tantalizing that bloody man smells. I couldn’t resist.” Edge winced at his lack of control, again, but ventured on. “Like you I went for his neck. Severus wasted no time in giving me a hard mental slam, which my head is still aching from by the way, and moved his wrist into my mouth before I even got close.”
Harry felt himself relax though was still tense and felt uneasy. “What did he say to that?”
“He wasn’t happy, of course. Not that I blame him. He had yet to fully recover from your feeding when I went and took even more from him though he didn’t allow much before he shoved me away.” Edge shook his head. “I will have to look for food later.”
Harry felt himself smile that Edge had not got what he needed. He felt calmer. “Guess there will be no feeding for me tonight, huh?”
Edge chuckled. “I would think not. After what you got from Sirius and poor Severus yesternight, I am sure you will be fine tonight.” Both vampires smiled at each other. Edge winked at his young charge. “Besides, wouldn’t do to have a gluttonous vampire Childe now would it?”
Edge had to duck into the couch as he laughed to avoid having a pillow hit him in the face.
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Harry stretched in his place on his favorite rug in front of his favorite fire. It had been a month since Edge had revealed that something in his Potions Professor trusted him with his life. Harry couldn’t help but feel that Edge had spoken too soon as Snape had yet to let him feed from him the same way again. He had started taking turns with Sirius and Snape, alternating nights when he fed on them, and though he loathed admitting it, Snape did taste better.
Harry sighed licking his dark paw to help wipe away the sleep from his eyes. Green eyes blinked open to find the snarky professor in mention sitting in his normal chair with a book and a steaming cup of tea sitting on the table beside him. Breathing deep, Harry caught the scent of peppermint. He gave a feline version of a smile as he rolled over on his back to stretch out further from his daytime sleep. Severus snorted at him making him snort back at the dark haired man. The man only raised an eyebrow at him.
“How very mature of you, Potter.”
Harry just yawned before rolling back over and curling up with his tail draped over his nose. He watched Snape roll his eyes before going back to his book. He took the time to think back over the past month and just how far he had come. Edge had been teaching him various vampire skills that he would use at varying points in the future; flitting, gazing, and animal communication being among them. Talking with the various species in the forest was fun even if it was hard to hear and understand some of them still. Edge had explained that communicating with animals was something that most thought they had naturally but it was a skill they had to learn and hone. Harry soon found that it was a skill better used as Shadow than when he was human. He was staying in synch with his regular classes as well rotating among his professors when he woke for the night. Some of them had changed to the weekend which suited Harry as it left more time to spend with his Sire and friends. Hermione still wanted to meet Edge but Edge had simply told him no with no further explanation. When Harry questioned him, he had shook his head and said later. Edge had mentioned Severus having issues to get over but Harry had begun to see that Edge had a few himself to deal with.
Speaking of Severus, Snape, whatever his mind decided to call in a given moment, the man had become a presence that Harry enjoyed being around a lot more than before. He didn’t know if it was because of the way he had fed from the man before, if it was how Severus had taken to spending his evenings in his chair with a book while Harry rested on the rug before getting up for the night, or if it was something else entirely. When he spoke with Hermione she had mentioned that he could be beginning to see the man differently and said that it was normal. Edge had said the same thing. Harry sighed. He could tell he was beginning to like the snarky man but on what level he just didn’t know.
Severus stood and Harry lifted his head to watch the man gather his heavy cloak. He glanced down at Harry as the cat sat up and mewled at him.
“I have ground patrol tonight if you must know. Nosey creature.” Severus mumbled under his breath.
Harry watched him disappear into his rooms making up his mind that he was not going to let the man go alone. He hadn’t been out in a good while and no one would let him out alone. Well, he wouldn’t be alone tonight and he knew he would be safe with the man. Harry moved to sit by the door making Severus pause to stare at him for a few minutes.
“No, Potter.”
Harry hissed which only received a raised eyebrow. The cat nodded its head getting up and turning to face the door. He felt determination rise in him. He was going.
“Potter, you are not going.”
Green eyes peered back over a shoulder at Severus as the cat laid a paw on the door. He was going. His tail started to twitch in agitation that Snape thought he was going to stay here and let the man out on the grounds alone. Harry blinked. Where had the sudden protectiveness come from? Then he remembered how Severus had come back from a meeting last week barely able to move. He gave a cat like growl settling his claws in the grain of the wood the door was made of. Not again, not if he had anything to say about it. His instincts forbade him to let Severus out on his own tonight. He saw Severus’ eyes widen at the growl but it wasn’t in fear but surprise before he sighed shaking his head.
“Fine, you annoying brat, but you stay as that cat and do not wonder off. Am I clear, Potter?”
Harry gave a happy mewl moving out of the way so the professor could open the door. He heard the man scoff at him but he didn’t care. True to his promise he stayed at the man’s heels even as they exited thought the doors and entered onto the castle grounds. He noticed Severus glance down at him every few minutes as if to insure he was still there. Harry snorted. If that man thought he was leaving his side then he had another thing coming. Harry was once again confused by the intense protectiveness of the man he was experiencing. The image of Severus collapsing on the floor in his attempt to get a pain potion flashed in Harry’s mind. He growled making Severus glance at him with a raised eyebrow as he paused looking around on high alert. Harry winced knowing he had unintentionally set Severus into a higher alert mode than he was. He gave an apologetic mewl making Severus glare at him and mutter under his breath about stupid ignorant fools before he continued on. Harry decided then that he would think about it no longer tonight and set himself to helping Severus patrol the grounds.
They were walking back up from the lake by the forests edge when Harry felt his fur literally stand on end. A shiver crawled down his spine and he knew they were being watched. His ears began flicking trying to catch any sound they could as his body began to tense up. A quick glance at Severus told him the man hadn’t felt it yet. There. Harry stopped his body tense as he stared into the trees where the bushes had rustled. His tail began to twitch as his head lowered. Something was there, just out of sight, watching them.
“Shadow?”
He glanced quickly at Snape and took note that the man had noticed him, drawn his wand, and was watching just as carefully. The rustle came again making Severus jerk his head to the sound and Harry lowered himself further. He heard Severus take a slow step toward him and was impressed the man’s breathing was so calm and steady. The man’s heart was a different matter though as it pounded heavily under his skin. Harry swallowed. There was a growl, deep and heavy, which Harry returned with one of his own, his eyes narrowing and claws making themselves known.
“Shadow, don’t.”
He lowered down further ignoring Severus as it came again. His tail twitched and he hissed, long and threatening. Keep its attention. He knew he had it when the thing lunged out at him teeth bared and ready to kill.
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