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In my Darkest Hours	By : ieatmyfeelings Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 4174 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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AN: hey guys here is chapter 9 hope you enjoy! As always thank you to my wonderful beta!!!!

Chapter 9: Not as planned

            “Well that went well.” Harry said with an optimistic smile as he and Draco walked down the spiral stair case of the Headmaster’s office, just before curfew. It had taken Harry nearly a month to convince Draco that they needed to go talk to Dumbledore. Not only did they have to talk about the protection of Narcissa but also the fact that soon there would be another vampire at Hogwarts; Draco. Professor Dumbledore had agreed that The Order of The Phoenix would protect Narcissa and that as long as Draco was as in control of himself as Harry and Severus, there would be no problems with him living in the castle after his transformation.

            Draco nodded deep in thought before responding. “I wish there was some way we could save father. I know he deserves to be in Azkaban after the things he’s done, but he’s still my father.”

            Harry nodded understandingly as they started walking towards the dungeons. “So Quidditch starts next week.” Harry said sadly. “I told McGonagall I wouldn’t be playing this year.”

            Draco frowned at his mate as he held a tapestry out of Harry’s way that way he could go into the passage that would take them to Snape’s quarters. “Why would you do that? Is it because most of the games are during the day? I thought the sunlight is just uncomfortable.” Draco asked confused.

            Harry gave Draco a small smile; the blonde had been quizzing him and Severus nonstop for the last month over the details of vampirism. “I swear Draco you’re going to be the most prepared fledgling ever! But no, the sun is not why…I didn’t truly have a choice. The entire Gryffindor team went to McGonagall and told her that if I stayed on the team they would all leave. So what else could I do? You’re lucky, the Slytherins on the most part seem to be ok with vampirism, so you’ll still get to play.” Harry said with a disappointed sigh as they reached the door to Severus’ and Harry’s quarters.

            “Don’t worry, Harry! We have an eternity to play Quidditch, and besides with you off the team Slytherin will take the cup this year! And let’s face it Potter, you’re more a Slytherin than a Gryffindor these days.” Draco said, leaning against the stone wall next to the door with a smirk.

            Harry chuckled shaking his head amused. “We still on for Hogsmeade tomorrow?” he asked slowly walking closer to his mate until he was standing inches in front of the blonde.

            Draco smirked up at Harry before leaning in and placing a soft kiss on the vampire’s lips. “Of course, I hope it’s cloudy so you aren’t whining all day.” he said with a teasing smile.

            Harry sighed as the scent of Draco’s blood wafted over him, and groaned softly as the normal dull burn in his throat flared. “This is getting ridiculous! I have fed from the squibs twice and once from him today! How can I still want his blood?” Harry mentally growled.

            Draco watched as the smile on Harry’s lips turned into a scowl. “Harry, what is it?” He asked.

            “You should go to the dorms.” Harry said softly as he took a step backwards regretfully.

            Draco glared at Harry. “I thought you were going to come with me tonight. Remember, Blaise and Theo had to go to Theo’s brother’s wedding and I have the dorm to myself.” Draco reminded Harry, his tone leaving no doubt in Harry’s mind that he was in deep shit for suggesting Draco return to the Slytherin dorms alone.

            Harry shook his head sadly. “I’m sorry Draco, but I can’t. My thirst has been getting worse, or rather my thirst for you has. Severus said it is my body trying to force me into changing you. My point is; I drank from you after dinner and I am already finding it hard to not sink my fangs into you.” Harry muttered, being a little more graphic then need be, hoping Draco would get the point.

            “So drink again, I don’t mind.” Draco said defiantly tilting his head to the side.

            Harry moaned at the tempting sight before him. “Draco, I already drank too much from you tonight, if I were to again…it wouldn’t be good. And if I were holding you in my arms all night I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from drinking again. If I go to the dorms with you tonight I could kill you.”

            Draco sighed knowing Harry was right. “Last day of term can’t come quick enough! Why are we waiting until then to change me again?” Draco asked in a whining voice.

            “Because you will miss less class time that way.” Harry chuckled, reminding his impatient mate.

            Draco pouted slightly. “Right, well I guess I should head to bed…alone”

            Harry shook his head with a smile. “Good night Draco, I will see you in the morning.” he said before holding his breath and kissing his mate quickly, then walking through the door into Severus’ living room. The moment the door closed behind him, Harry took a breath of Draco-free air. “This is mental.” he muttered, resting his head against the door and closing his eyes; only to quickly open them when he heard chuckling coming from the couch.

            “He was rather childish wasn’t he.” Severus said from his arm chair.

            Harry walked over to the sofa rolling his eyes. “It’s not that, I agree with him, end of term can’t come soon enough. All I want to do is drink from him and sha…snog him.” Harry stuttered glad he couldn’t blush. “At least the desire for his blood will stop once he’s turned, and he’ll be less…fragile. I’m so sick of worrying that I will kill him!” Harry exclaimed as he dropped down onto the sofa and glared at the fire in the hearth until it hurt his eyes.

            Severus sighed and closed the massive book he had been reading, setting it on a side table that held a lamp. “Harry, I understand why you boys are waiting to turn Draco, but think about it logically. It has only been a month since you found out he is your mate and think about how intense your desire for his blood is already, you still have close to two and a half months before you plan to turn him. How much risk are you willing to take? You’re going to end up hurting him, either physically or emotionally by trying to stay away.” Severus said seriously.

            “I know.” Harry said sadly. “I’m just not sure if I can do it. Oh sure I know what I have to do, you taught me that; but I wouldn’t have chosen this life. I can’t believe Draco is choosing it, I don’t think I am strong enough to give it to him.”

            “Harry.” Severus said, his face showing his sadness. “That is how I felt while James and I were making plans for me to turn him; I put it off and look what happened. I’m not saying the same thing will happen to you and Draco, but fate is cruel Harry, don’t give it more opportunities to mess with your life then it already has.”

            Harry leaned his head back against the sofa and closed his eyes. “I’ll talk to Draco tomorrow, we are going to Hogsmeade. What are your plans for tomorrow?” Harry asked, opening his eyes to look at his sire.

            “Unfortunately I too will be in Hogsmeade, it is my weekend to supervise the students.” Severus said with a scowl, his face showing how distasteful he thought the job to be.

            Harry laughed as he stood up from the sofa. “I’m going to bed, see you around tomorrow probably. G’night Severus.” Harry said with a little yawn as he walked towards his bedroom.

            “Good night Harry.” Severus responded before the fledgling had closed the door.

            “Draco, I’m going to wait outside while you pay.” Harry called across Honeydukes to where his mate was waiting in line with a bag full of his mother’s favourite chocolates. When Harry saw Draco nod he turned to walk out of the shop. It had been a good day so far in Hogsmeade; it was cloudy out, he was spending time with Draco, no one had asked for his autograph, no one had commented on his vampirism, and no Death Eaters had attacked. “Definitely a good day.” Harry thought with a smile as he exited the shop and leaned against the wall.

            “Well young Harry, I was right; immortality does suit you.” said an amused whispery voice that Harry instantly recognised.

            Harry quickly turned to his left to see a man with long brown hair and violet eyes. If Harry hadn’t known better he would never have guessed that this man was a vampire. “You!” Harry growled, taking a defensive stance; not bothering to draw his wand, knowing it would be useless.

            The vampire smirked at Harry, knowing the fledgling had no chance in a fight. “Now now Harry, why are you on the defensive? Surely you know that if I had wanted you dead, you would be. Actually that is what I wanted to talk to you about, I have heard that you have found your mate, and that you have yet to change him. You are going to undo all my hard work Harry; I can’t let you die just so the boy stays human.” he said as he lazily walked closer to Harry his smirk never leaving his face.

            Harry was about to respond when the door to Honeydukes opened. “I’m sorry that took so bloody long! That witch at the till was a complete mor…Harry what’s going on?” Draco asked his eyes widening at the sight before him.

            Before Harry could move to protect his mate the vampire had disappeared. Harry turned quickly to see his maker holding Draco with one hand on his head, the other on his shoulder baring Draco’s neck to his fangs. “If you won’t change him on your own, I will have to force your hand.” the vampire said as he leaned in to sink his fangs into Draco’s pale neck.

            Harry growled in rage and lunged at the vampire threatening his mate, only to be backhanded so hard that he flew into the wall of Honeydukes and blacked out.

            Harry was awoken within moments by the sounds of Draco crying out in pain. Groggily Harry opened his eyes to see his world spinning. After a moment Harry’s vision began to clear and he saw the vampire lowering a very bloody Draco onto the ground before walking over to him. “The only thing that can save your mate now is your blood, young one. The choice is yours, either way you will live.” he whispered before disappearing down an alley.

            Harry shakily pushed himself to his feet and ran over to Draco the best he could. “Oh Merlin!” Harry gasped as he was hit with the scent of his mate’s blood as he fell to his knees beside Draco. “Draco…” Harry whispered as he watched the blonde gasping for breath with panicked eyes as he tried to talk to Harry only to spit out blood. “SEVERUS!” Harry called out, knowing that his sire was in the village and would hear him.

            Within seconds Severus was kneeling on the bloody ground beside Harry. “What happened?!” he asked frantically.

            “The one who attacked me…he wanted to force me to change Draco…is that my only option?” Harry asked his voice small and terrified as he ran a comforting hand through Draco’s platinum hair trying to calm his frightened mate.

            Severus nodded. “Yes Harry, you need to change him now! Give him as much blood as you possibly can, I’m going after that bastard!” he hissed as he stood and began running into the same alley as the vampire, following the scent of Draco’s blood.

            Harry looked down at Draco and could see his eyes starting to lose focus. “It will be ok, Draco.” he whispered with a soft smile before tearing open his own wrist with his fangs. “Draco you need to drink as much of this as you can.” Harry said, clenching his teeth at the pain as he pressed his wrist to Draco’s mouth.

            Draco immediately latched onto Harry’s wrist with his mouth and began swallowing the blood that flowed into his mouth. “That’s it Draco, it will make some of the pain go away, drink.” Harry encouraged his mate, not caring that by now they were surrounded by students and a few teachers; all too afraid to do anything. Harry groaned as he felt Draco begin to pull his blood into him instead of just letting it flow. “He’s getting stronger!” Harry thought with a smile before leaning down and whispering in his mate’s ear. “I can feel you pulling my blood from me, once all the pain is gone, you need to stop or you will hurt me.”

            Draco nodded minutely, showing he understood as he continued to drink. A minute later Draco removed his mouth from Harry’s wrist with a satisfied sigh, licking his lips to get the stray drops. “Har…” he tried to say but was cut off by the sound of blood gurgling in his throat.

            “Shhh, Draco don’t try and talk yet; your body isn’t healed. I need to get you to the castle.” Harry said, giving his mate a reassuring kiss before picking him up and running at full speed to his room in the dungeons of Hogwarts.

            The run that had only taken a few moments felt like an eternity as Harry quickly explained to Draco what would happen next. Very soon the numbing effects of his blood would be gone and the pain would be back, he would vomit twice to cleanse him of his human blood, he would lose his senses, then he would die and remain dead for a month. Draco nodded softly, knowing all this already. By the time Draco was laying on Harry’s bed the pain had returned and he was writhing in agony as gurgled screams tore from his shredded throat. Harry gently touched the abused skin on his mate’s neck as he sat beside him; holding a bucket in preparation for the vomit. “I don’t know why he had to drain you so violently, he did the same to me, tore my throat wide open too. It would have been a lot less painful if he had just done it gently.” Harry muttered, knowing Draco could hear him clearly. “Draco I hope you’re not scared, you have researched this enough to know what happens, you know I am here and am not leaving your side for the next month.” Harry said reassuring himself more than Draco. Within a few minutes Draco had purged himself of his human blood and Harry could tell he had lost his sight and hearing. Harry leaned in and kissed Draco’s blood stained lips and pulled away as his mate’s heart shuddered to a stop.
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