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      Published: 2017-02-22 Updated: 2017-02-23 Chapters: 4/? Words: 14063
****** What Happens Will Happen, Little Vampire ******
by Demonic_Snarry_Lover91
Summary
     During the middle of his sixth year at Hogwarts, newly changed
     Vampire Harry Potter realizes he has do do something drastic to get
     what- or rather who he really wants: Severus Snape. Little does he
     know, Severus has plans of his own for the raven haired teen.
Notes
     Disclaimer: All rights go to the beautiful blonde J K Rowling. I'm
     not her, nor do I want to be, I'm just loving playing with her lovely
     characters.
***** Chapter 1 *****
****** Chapter One: Breaking the News ******
Harry Potter sat at his table in his least favorite class, watching the
prowling, scowling Potions Master as he stalked around the classroom throwing
insults at the Gryffindors as usual. Harry smirked, how very like the man who
was quickly becoming the object of Harry's fantasies. He glanced over at his
best mate, Ron Weasley and sighed. If Ron knew what was going through his mind
the red head would be disappointed and disgusted, not that Harry really cared
anymore, he'd made a decision: He was going to purposely get detention with
Snape. Harry smirked and waited for Snape to start heading towards his table,
then openly began levitating things towards Draco Malfoy's cauldron.
~••••••••••••••~
As Severus Snape stalked closer to the table where the supposed 'bane of his
existence' sat he frowned even more deeply. Potter was blatantly obvious in his
attempt to levitate a dangerous ingredient into the cauldron of his godson
Draco Malfoy. "Potter! Detention after dinner tonight for your blatant
disregard of safety in the classroom!" Severus yelled ending Potter's
levitation charm with lightning speed as he grabbed the boy's arm and hauled
him off of the stool. "Leave my classroom at once and report to me no more than
ten minutes after dinner is over tonight! Foolish, reckless boy!" He dragged
Potter to the door or the classroom throwing him out forcibly.
~•••••••••••••~
Harry stood outside of the Potions Master's office five minutes early for his
detention and smirked. Tonight was the night: he'd finally get the man he
wanted. Over the summer Harry had reached his sixteenth birthday and had come
into his majority. He was a vampire and had known immediately that his once
hated Potions professor was his mate. For months now he had dreamed of the man
and now he couldn't wait to claim him. Harry knocked on the door and waited. As
soon as the door opened he pushed his way in past the austere man and sat
uninvited in the chair in front of the man's desk. "Potter did I tell you you
could come in and make yourself at home?" The dark haired man asked in an
irritated tone.
"No sir, but I'm going to tell you something and you might want to close and
ward the door and have a seat. It's gonna be bit of a shock." Harry replied
evenly. He watched as the man reluctantly did as he had suggested and took a
deep breath before speaking. "Professor, I don't know how else to tell you
this: I'm a vampire and you're my mate."
~••••••••••••••••••••••••••~
Severus sighed and nodded his head after hearing the boy's words. He had
already known this, he'd been experiencing the tell tale dreams and had felt it
immediately when Potter's change had occurred. He too was a vampire and had
until that night, been unable to find his mate. The game was up, he could no
longer pretend that he hated the boy- no, young man. "I am aware of this
development Potter. That being said, have you informed the headmaster of any of
this? Have you registered with the Ministry?"
"Yes sir, I registered with them and no I haven't told anyone else, not even
Dumbledore. Simply put, I no longer trust the man" the young wizard said sadly.
Severus nodded, he too no longer trusted Albus Dumbledore. "Very well then
Potter. Here is what we are going to do. I am going to Claim you as my mate.
You will not object to being the submissive partner. You know by now that you
need to have at least one blood donor correct?" He watched as Harry inclined
his head in reply looking slightly confused. "Yes Potter, I am a vampire as
well. And now you are Mine."
~•••••••••••••••~
Harry could not hold back his gasp of surprise. Snape was a vampire?
"Professor?"
"Do not seem so shocked Potter, now tell me who you have been feeding from."
Snape said and Harry sighed a little. "I've been going out to the Forbidden
Forest to hunt, sir. I haven't had human blood. During the summer I managed to
get some stray cats blood at night when the Dursley's were sleeping." Harry
watched Snape warily as the man stood and came around to stand behind Harry.
***** Talking about Dumbledore and the Rituals *****
Chapter Summary
     Severus and Harry talk about their mutual distrust of Dumbledore and
     the first part of the Claiming.
Chapter Notes
     As promised, the second chapter. Enjoy and feel free to leave
     comments, ideas and feedback for me.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
****** Chapeter two: Talking about Dumbledore and the Rituals ******
Harry tensed, he wasn't sure what Snape was going to do and the man was
standing right behind him. He slowly turned in his seat and looked up at Snape.
"First things first, Potter, we will need to talk about this distrust of
Dumbledore that you and I seem to have before we speak of anything else. I
believe that for this discussion, we ought to be in a more comfortable setting.
You will come with me." Harry nodded a little nervously and stood to follow the
man. Snape stalked to a door in the office that Harry had not noticed before
and Harry followed him, wand out to defend himself in case Snape tried
anything. This was not going as he had planned it to go. He saw Snape look over
his shoulder to see if Harry was following him. "Where are you taking me,
Professor?" Harry asked.
"To a safe place warded against meddling old fools, Potter. Do try to relax, I
don't intend to hurt you." Snape replied. Harry gave a jerky nod of his head
and resumed following the tall dark haired man. Harry felt as though he could
trust Snape to keep his word in this at least.
~••••••••••••••••~
Severus smirked as he led Harry through the door and into his chambers, to the
sitting room. He wondered what the old man had done to make Potter distrust him
and was determined to find out. It was true, they were going to talk about
Dumbledore, but they couldn't do that in his office. The old man had access to
his office as the Headmaster of the school, but Severus' private quarters were
warded with the strongest wards, rivaling those of even the Ministry. He didn't
like how the boy seemed to distrust him, but knew that that had been his own
doing over the years. He would just have to prove to Potter that he could trust
Severus. Once in the sitting room, Severus waited for Potter to come in before
closing the door and stalking to his favorite chair. He smirked again as he
watched the black haired boy take in his surroundings. Potter seemed surprised.
~••••••••••••~
Harry looked around the room to take in the sight. The sitting room was
surprisingly not as dark and cold as he would have guessed the Potions Master's
taste to be. Instead it was warm and inviting. The stone floor was covered with
rugs in shades of dark brown, and the sofa and matching chair were a rich deep
red leather that looked extremely soft and supple. The coffee table was simple
and masculine, black stained wood with a glass top. Harry noticed that there
were shelves packed with books lining one wall and smiled. This was the type of
place he could see himself in. "If you're quite finished gawking at my
furnishings, Potter, do sit down. It is rather disconcerting to have you
standing there gaping like a fish." Snape said and Harry felt himself flush.
"Sorry Professor." He said as he went to sit in the unoccupied chair.
~••••••••••••••••••••••~
"Now then, the reason I brought you here is that my rooms are protected and no
one can access them save for myself and those whom I invite into my private
chambers. It is a safe place to talk about Dumbledore. That being said, Potter,
why is it that you do not trust the old man?" Severus asked watching the boy
carefully as he waited for a response. Severus took the time in which Potter
was thinking of a way to respond to have a good look at the young man. Potter
did indeed look very much like his father, however there were many ways in
which he did not look like the man who Severus loathed. Potter was far more
delicate looking, with pale skin and softer features and the boy's eyes were
most assuredly his mother's. The boy was small for his age though, with a
diminutive stature that made him seem all the more delicate. Potter truly was a
vision to behold and thankfully, it seemed to Severus that Potter was more like
his late mother than James. Severus noted to himself that he quite liked the
way the boy looked, though he would not yet say so. He sighed, Potter was still
hesitating. "Do try to relax, I don't bite... Much." Severus said with a little
bit of a smirk gracing his features at the boy's gasp of shock and very lovely
blush. Yes, Harry Potter was a beautiful young man, and soon he would belong to
Severus.
~•••••••••••••••••••••••~
Harry was shocked by the man's words, it seemed as though the Potions Master
was trying to make a joke. "Erm.. Well, I don't.. The thing is, I've had plenty
of time this year to think about the past few years, and a lot of things that
happened don't make sense. Dumbledore has always said that he cares about my
well being, but if that were true, then why did he leave me with the Dursleys?
Then there are all of my "adventures" over the years. Not one of them were
things that could have been even remotely considered safe for a child. Then I
got to thinking about the fact that he's only ever given me vague answers to
any questions I've asked about Voldemort. You see, Professor, I'm not nearly as
stupid as I let on. I've never once truly trusted the man. To be honest, I
could very easily be considered top of the class in school, but I don't want to
let on about it because if I did, he'd definitely realize that I've cottoned on
to his.. Shall we say tactics.. I know he's been using me for his own personal
vendetta against Voldemort, and I know why he has one. Dumbledore wants to rule
the Wizarding World and if Voldemort was out of the way he'd be able to. What I
don't understand is why he wants to rule over us all." Harry said and looked at
Snape. The man looked shocked. "Yes, Professor Snape, I really am intelligent.
I've just let everyone believe I was average, or in your opinion, below average
in order to find out what I need to know." He smirked. Snape really seemed
surprised and it made Harry wonder if he had said too much.
~•••••••••••••••••••••••~
Severus regained his composure and slowly smiled. It would be so much easier to
explain things to the boy now that he knew that Potter wasn't as dunderheaded
as he had always assumed the boy to be. He actually believed the boy was
possibly very well suited for him. "Very well, Potter. It appears I have
misjudged you. It is true that Dumbledore is attempting to rule the Wizarding
world. You see, it is actually Dumbledore who is the one wanting to control the
blood purity of the world. The man believes that by pinning this all on the
Dark Lord, he can find a way to let the muggles know that magic exists. If that
were to happen, we would be eradicated by them in fear. It would be much like
the witch hunts of old, only much more dangerous for us due to the advanced
technology of the muggles."
"So let me get this straight, Dumbledore is the one trying to ruin us all?
Trying to get us killed? How would that help him?" Potter asked.
"That is simple, by doing so, in his opinion, he would be able to take those
which he deems worthy and put them into hiding until the rest of us were dead.
He would then be able to rebuild the world according to his plans. I believe
that he would raise an army then to erase the muggle world from existence."
Severus watched as the boy took all of this in and made a decision. He would
tell the boy about the values that the Dark Lord and his Death Eaters held
dear, though not just yet, Potter needed to ask about it first. Severus Snape
was a spy for the Dark, pretending to be a spy for the Light. It was a grueling
task to be sure, and one that wore him out, but it was very rewarding. "Potter,
I do not believe you have given me all of the reasons for your distrust of
Dumbledore. It would be best if you did not withhold information from me.
However, if you are uncomfortable with telling me everything at this moment, I
understand." Severus said after a few minutes of hearing nothing from the young
man.
 
~••••••••••••••••••••••~
Harry shook his head. "It's not that, sir, it's just.. I'm not sure how to
explain everything. Last year, when I Umbridge was here, I had to form a secret
Defense group and Dumbledore obviously knew about it. He ought to have sacked
her, but instead he disappeared from the school and she became the
Headmistress. At the time I had thought nothing of it, just chalked it up to
him being overly cautious and not wanting to deal with the Ministry. But
thinking about it now, it seems like he was intentionally trying to see what
she would do to us all. Then there was fourth year when I was forced to compete
in the Tournament, he never objected to it even though he knew I could die
during any one of the tasks. Dumbledore always knows what goes on in the
castle, yet he never tried to change things for the betterment of the students.
Instead he seems to enjoy putting us in danger, especially me. I'm not sure how
to explain it, but I feel like he's trying to get me killed. He's always warned
me not to bother Madam Pomfrey with my injuries and I know for a fact that
she's only ever given me the most basic of medical care, on his orders at least
when he was around. When he was gone she gave me the best care. I don't know
what he has against me, but I don't trust him at all." Harry sighed and pulled
out his wand casting a quick tempus and noted that he had been in Snape's
chambers for over an hour. "Bloody hell! It's been over an hour. Ron and
Hermione will be wondering where I am soon." He muttered. Snape shook his head
and smirked. "Actually, Potter, you do not need to worry about that. I spoke to
your Head of House and let her know that you will not be in the tower at all
this weekend. You will be staying here while we discuss Dumbledore and the
Claiming Ritual." Snape said with an air of finality. Harry visibly paled even
further and then tired a lovely shade of pink. "Erm.. About that. When you said
you'd be the one Claiming me, you weren't having me on were you?" he asked,
wiping a slightly sweaty palms on the leg of his jeans.
"Of course not, Potter. I rarely joke about such things, as you will come to
find out." Snape replied. Harry nodded and smiled weakly. "I suppose I'll have
to get used to the idea then." He said. Harry thought for a moment then
blushed. "Hold on! You weren't planning to.. Now? And McGonagall knows about
this?!" Harry shrieked.
~••••••••••••••••••~
Severus chuckled darkly. "Where is all of that Gryffindor bravado now, eh
Potter? You seem nervous, are you afraid that I'm going to spend the weekend
ravishing you? Or perhaps you are hoping for it... Nevertheless, no Potter, I
will not touch you until the night we perform the Physical Claiming. We have
plenty of time for that later. This weekend will only be the Verbal Claiming.
There are things that you need to know before then, however. The first being
that Yes, Minerva know about this. She has know what I am for several years, as
have many of the staff members, Dumbledore including. During the summer when
your change occurred, and I began having the dreams that led to to the
knowledge that you are my mate, I spoke to Minerva about it. She gave her
blessing and I have been waiting for you to approach me. Tonight we will do an
overview of what the Verbal Claiming Ritual entails, and tomorrow night it will
be witnessed by Minerva. I do not need to tell you how very important that is,
and I hope you have sense enough not to mention this to anyone until after the
Physical Claiming takes place, not even your friends can know about this
Potter." Severus said as he stood and walked to the little kitchen attached to
the sitting room behind a half wall. He pulled two glasses from a shelf and
poured an acceptable amount of scotch into them, bringing one to Potter. The
boy looked at him as though he had grown two heads as he accepted the drink.
"Sir, I'm underage. You know that technically speaking I'm not supposed to
drink..." the boy said warily. Severus laughed and took a sip of his own drink.
"Potter, I won't tell if you don't. You have the right to drink in here as you
see fit. Very soon you will be a permanent fixture in these rooms and I intend
on treating you like the young man you are, not as a child." he said and
watched the boy take a hesitant drink of the scotch. To his surprise, Potter
did not even choke on the strong drink. "Am I to assume you've had scotch
before, or perhaps that you have personal experience with something else such
as Firewhiskey?" Severus asked curiously.
"Erm, the twins gave me Firewhiskey last year as a joke and I found out that I
liked it enough that they let me have a bottle of my own." Potter replied
blushing a bit. Severus inclined his head in acceptance of this admission.
"Very well then Potter. I shall see to it that we have a good supply of the
drink. Now, on to the overview of the Verbal ritual. Tell me, what do you know
of it?" he asked.
 
~•••••••••••••••••••~
Harry was silent for a few minutes and continued drinking his scotch before
speaking. "I know that during the verbal ritual, both parties need to make
certain vows and speak of their intentions towards the other. The vows and
intentions must be agreed upon by both parties in order to begin the bond which
can take anywhere between a week and several months to form. In some cases, the
intentions are spoken of and agreed upon prior to the ritual if both parties
are to come to an understanding." Harry said and watched the man carefully. At
Snape's nod, he continued. "The vows are meant to strengthen the intentions and
are vital to the ritual. That's about all I know though, I wasn't able to find
much information on it." He said.
"You are correct, Potter. The other important factors in the ritual are that
the Vows and Intentions must be witnessed by one or more people and during the
ritual there will be several candles burning in a circle around the two
vampires. The candles form a protective circle and help to focus the magic that
will be present during the ritual. However, there is one part of the ritual
that is slightly physical, and that would be a kiss placed on the right cheek
of each party by the other." Snape said with a smirk.
"Oh yeah, I read about the kiss thing. But sir, you hate me, why would you want
to do that?" Harry asked a little shyly and drained his glass of scotch.
"I do not hate you Potter, in fact, over the past several months, I have become
rather enamoured of you. You have been haunting my dreams and thoughts as of
late and I admit there are several things I would like to do to and with you."
Snape replied, smirking and stood, walking towards Harry. "In fact, Potter, I
would very much like to show you some of what you will be getting out of this
arrangement." Snape said as he came to a stop in front of the chair still
smirking, looming over Harry. Harry blushed deeply and looked up at the man.
"What are you going to do Professor?" He asked nervously and stood up, ready to
bolt from the room if he needed to.
~••••••••••••••••••~
Severus looked down at Potter and leaned down until he was at eye level with
the boy. Potter was blushing again and Severus smiled this time. "Relax, Harry,
I won't hurt you. I simply want to taste those lovely red lips." He said and
pressed a chaste kiss to the boy's lips. Potter gasped which gave Severus an
idea. He pulled the boy close and chuckled. "From that expression, I'd say
you've never been kissed before. Or if you have, it was an unfullfilling one.
Which is it then Potter, and don't lie." Potter seemed to be at war with
himself for a few moments and Severus waited patiently. Finally, the boy spoke.
"I've been kissed once. By a girl. It was wet. It was last year and it was Cho
Chang. She was crying over Cedric though and I told her after she kissed me
that I was just not interested in her like that. Then she ran away crying more.
I had thought that everyone had figured out I was gay by then. But apparently
no one knows I am." the boy said. Severus chuckled. He hadn't known that, even
with the failed Occlumency lessons from the previous year, hell he hadn't even
realized the boy was of the same sexual preference as he was.
"I see. Well we'll have to make sure soon that everyone knows you belong to me
then, won't we?" Severus said in a smooth silky tone. Of course that would have
to wait at least a week, if not a couple of weeks. He lowered his head and
captured the boy's lips again, this time in a long, lingering kiss. Potter
gasped and pulled away from him and ran to the other side of the room looking
wide eyed and was completely shocked. "P-professor!? What.. You said you
wouldn't touch me this weekend!" the boy stammered out, his face completely red
and breathing heavily.
"I said I wouldn't touch you, however, I said nothing about not kissing you
sweet boy." Severus said chuckling as he advanced upon Potter again fully
intending to kiss him again. The boy looked around wildly and dashed to the
other side of the room again trying to get away from him.
~•••••••••••••••••••••~
To say that Harry was shocked would be an understatement. He was mortified and
completely confused. Yes he wanted to kiss Snape, and yes the kiss was amazing,
but he had been unprepared for it. He had thought he would have to be the one
to do the chasing, and yet it seemed as though he was the one being chased.
"Professor, I.. I don't think I can do this.. I'm not ready. I've never even..
I mean I just.. " He trailed off, moving around the room again as Snape
continued advancing on him.
"Potter, do calm down. If you would rather not be kissed right now all you have
to do is say so. I will never do anything to you that you would not be
comfortable with. I believe a fair solution would be to let you kiss me
instead, and if you need a little liquid courage, feel free to drink as much as
you'd like." Snape said as he picked up Harry's glass and went to the kitchen
to refill it with more scotch. He set it down on the coffee table and went to
sit down in the chair. Harry watched Snape warily and bolted to the chair he
had been sitting in before and snatched the glass up off of the table. "Why
would I want to kiss anyone who can't even call me Harry? You're supposed to be
my mate and all you do is call me Potter like that's the only name I'm worth
having. I'm HARRY. Not Potter. Yes Potter is my last name, but I am Harry. So
if you out can't even call me that, you can forget about me kissing you. Hell,
you can forget about the whole us being Mates thing too." Harry said feeling
irritated with the man. He downed his drink and glared at Snape.
"Forgive me Harry, but it is a habit and habits are hard to break. I will
endeavor to remember to call you Harry from now on, if you would try to call me
Severus." Snape said with a little smirk. Harry nodded and stood, going to the
kitchen with his glass and poured another scotch, downing it in one gulp and
setting the glass on the counter. He was starting to feel light headed and
thought about what Snape had suggested. Maybe he could kiss the man. He walked
back into the sitting room and stood in front of Snape. To his immense
satisfaction, Snape looked up at him and Harry gathered his courage. He bent
down. And pressed his lips to Snape's quickly then straightened up again,
blushing.
"Surely you can do better than that, Harry." Snape said with a self satisfied
smirk. Harry sighed and bit his lip then bent down again, kissing Snape for a
longer period of time and gasped in surprise as he felt the man's tongue swipe
at his lips. The gasp allowed Snape to slide his tongue past Harry's parted
lips and Harry closed his eyes at the new sensation.
~••••••••••••••••••~
Severus slowly brought his hands up to rest on Harry's hips and he softly
kissed the boy, holding back a groan at the exquisite taste of his mate's
mouth. He didn't want to scare Harry away and was pleasantly surprised when
Harry's hands found his shoulders. He allowed the kiss for a few minutes then
pulled away, gazing at the boy's kiss swollen lips. "That was much better
Harry" he said. The boy jumped in shock when McGonagall's head appeared in the
fire and the woman called Severus' name.
"Severus, Harry, I'm afraid that there is not much time to do the Verbal
ritual. Dumbledore is returning to the castle tomorrow evening. You need to
talk about your vow and intentions before then." She said and Severus nodded.
"Very well Minerva. Are you going to be available to begin the ritual in the
morning then? The sooner it is done, the better." Severus said. He looked at
Harry to see if the boy had anything to say. Harry blushed and looked towards
the fire and spoke.
"Professor McGonagall, would it be possible for you to be able to witness the
ritual if it were to be done tonight?" Harry asked.
McGonagall thought for a moment. "Of course Mr Potter, if both you and Severus
are willing to do so tonight. I have the forms from the Ministry in my office
and I can be there in an hour."
Severus nodded we will be ready in an hour then, Minerva." he said.
"Very well then. I will see you both in an hour." she said and disappeared from
the fire to leave them to talk.
Chapter End Notes
     As stated before, I will try to post daily, however I have a brain
     tumor and have many doctors appointments to attend. Therefore there
     may be a couple days between posts.
***** A Ritual, A Falling Out, And Questions *****
Chapter Summary
     Severus and Harry perform the first Ritual, and it seems as though
     all is not well between the members of the "Golden Trio". Will the
     friendships last, or have things completely turned rotten?
Chapter Notes
     Sorry for the wait everyone, I've been sick lately, and very busy.
     Translation for the Gaelic words is in the end notes.
See the end of the chapter for more notes
After speaking with McGonagall a second time, Harry and Severus set up,
spelled, and cleaned an empty room in Severus' chambers for the Claiming Ritual
while they waited for Minerva to come down to the dungeons to be a witness.
They had firecalled her a second time to request three extra witnesses, the
three being Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley, and Hermione Granger. Minerva had
assured them that the three would be in her company when she arrived at
Severus' chambers, and so Harry and Severus set to work preparing the room.
They had just finished placing the candles when the Floo alerted Severus,
letting them know that their guests were there. The two wizards left the room
and Severus admitted entry to the three students and the Transfiguration
teacher. Once gathered in the sitting room, the three students stared at Harry
curiously, or at least Ron and Hermione did, Draco was his usual sneering self.
Before anyone had a chance to speak, Severus ushered them into the prepared
room.
"Foolish questions and what not can be asked and discussed after the Ritual.
I'm assuming that Professor McGonagall has told you three in part of what will
take place this evening, correct?" Severus asked, and upon receiving three
nods, he and Harry stepped into the circle of candles facing one another.
Minerva cast the proper spells to ensure that the three younger witnesses could
not speak of what they were about to witness to anyone outside of the chambers
who did not know what was going on.
~**************************************************************~
Severus eyed Granger and Weasley suspiciously for several moment and sighed
inwardly. 'Weasley will probably blow a gasket after the Ritual, and Granger,
the insufferable Know-It-All, will likely have pointless and stupid questions
and theories. he thought to himself disdainfully.
"There will be no speaking from the three of you until the Ritual is complete."
Severus said in his most imposing and intimidating tone. With a wave of her
wand, Minerva lit the candles surrounding Harry and Severus and spoke the
beginning words of the Ritual. "Táimid ar shealbhóirí na n-ealaíon draíochta
tagtha finné a chur ar fáil an chuid is mó ársa Deasghnátha Éileamh vampiric.*1
To which Severus and Harry replied, "Gabhaimid buíochas dhuit don treo-uillinn
fhinné."*2 Harry and Severus reached out their left hands and grasped each
other's hand lightly as the candles flickered slightly in the gathering of
magic and the three younger witnesses shivered slightly. Severus kept his eyes
on Harry as he began speaking again, "I, Severus Tobias Snape éilíonn tú mar mo
maité.*3 My intentions are thus: I intend to protect and care for your health.
I intend to provide for you. I intend to help you care for and raise any
children we may have in the future. My Vows are thus: I Vow to see to your
needs and desires. I Vow to keep you safe to the best of my ability. I Vow to
learn to cherish and love you." Threads of gold magic twined around their
clasped hands creating a soft glow.
Harry nodded and replied "I, glacadh Harry James Potter d'éileamh.*4 My
intentions are thus: I intend to care for you and any children that we may
raise. I intend to be your Submissive Mate. My Vows are thus: I Vow to take
care of your needs and desires. I Vow to do my utmost best to ensure your
happiness. I Vow to learn to love and cherish you." After Harry finished
speaking, threads of silver magic wove into the threads of gold magic and
intensified the glow a bit more. The hands that clasped one another tightened
their hold as the pair spoke in unison, "Trí draíochta agus os comhair na
finnéithe againn á éileamh ar a chéile. Mar déanfaimid é, mar sin beidh sé."*5
Keeping their hands clasped, Harry and Severus stepped closer to each other and
Severus placed a chaste kiss to Harry's right cheek, which Harry reciprocated.
Threads of magic in every color surrounded them for a moment, shining brightly
then dispersed, snuffing out the candles as it disappeared. Minerva once again
spoke, "Táimid dhúnadh anois an dóiteán agus buíochas a ghabháil leis an
draíocht as a bheith le linn."*6
~**************************************************************************************************************************************~
As soon as Harry and Severus stepped out of the circle of candles, all three
students began talking at once.
"Harry what the hell, mate?!" "Oh Honestly Ronald! he's a Vampire don't you get
it? It was quite obvious now that I think about-" "Do you ever shut your mouth
Granger?"
"That's Enough you three! Draco, Weasley, Granger, all three of you to the
sitting room now!" Severus barked, making the three students jump slightly as
they scrambled to comply. Harry chuckled nervously as he moved to follow them,
but was stopped by Severus, who sent Minerva to the sitting room saying that he
and Harry would join them in a few moments. As soon as Minerva had left the
room, Severus pulled Harry to him and gave the young vampire an encouraging
hug. "Harry, just remember, whatever happens, I will be here. You are mine now,
and I protect what is mine." Severus said, then released the boy. Together they
put away the candles and then joined their witnesses in the sitting room. The
first to speak was Draco.
"What exactly is going on Uncle Severus? I know you're a Vampire, as you've
told me this before, but what was that with Potter just now?."
Severus sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose to ward off a headache.
"Draco, Harry is also a Vampire, and furthermore, he is my Mate. That being
said, I'm sure you remember how protective and possessive Vampires are, so I
would appreciate it if you would cease your petty rivalry with him. Is That
Understood?" Severus said, giving Draco a hard look. Draco inclined his head
slightly and smirked. " So Potter, You're the Submissive one?" Harry nodded and
Ron made a loud sound of disgust and revulsion at thus admittance. "Merlin's
pants, Harry! That's gross! I can't believe you're a blood sucking cock
sucker!" Ron said in disgust.
"Ronald Weasley! How can you say such a thing! For all we know, Harry's not
even gay! It could just be that Magic has declared him and Professor Snape to
be mates!" Hermione exclaimed, though she looked slightly repulsed as well.
Harry sighed and looked away from his best friends with a little bit of
sadness.
"Actually, Hermione, I am gay, always have been." he admitted softly. Ron was
becoming red in the face and was shaking with poorly controlled anger.
"Harry, how can you say that? I thought you liked girls! Now I find out you're
a bloody poofter? That's just WRONG! What about Cho last year, and Ginny, I
thought you fancied her! Why are you acting like such a freak now?" Ron asked.
Severus took this chance to interrupt Harry's friend's questioning.
"Mister Weasley! Kindly refrain from insulting my Mate with your homophobic
questioning! Harry's inclinations are none of your business and I will not have
you upsetting him!"
Ron looked slightly ashamed and backed off for the time being. Hermione, though
she still looked disgusted, was curious, so she began sending rapidly fired
questions at Harry.
"Harry, when did you become a Vampire? Did you get bitten? How have you been
getting blood? What changes have you noticed since the change? How did you know
what you were? When did you find out that you were Professor Snape's Mate?" She
asked. During Hermione's questioning, Ron's anger had been building steadily
and before she could ask another question, he lunged at Harry, punching him
several times in the face and gut.
"You disgusting FREAK! You're unnatural! How DARE you become a Vampire you
bloody wanker?! You're sick and if you think I'll let you hang around 'Mione
and Ginny, you're wrong! You bastard!"Ron yelled, hitting Harry with all of his
strength with each word. Minerva pulled Ron off of Harry and Severus shouted
"Incarcerous! and strong magical ropes bound Ron tightly ad the enraged red-
head continued to bellow at his friend. Ron fought against the ropes spitting
out several more slurs against Harry and Severus leveled his wand at the boy
and obliviated the fight from his mind, replacing it with a false memory of an
argument between the two teens and released the boy from the spell that bound
him. Professor McGonagall gave Ron a harsh glare.
"Mister Weasley, you are hereby prohibited from playing Quidditch for a month,
and that includes practice!" She said shaking her head as though ashamed by his
words.
"Mister Weasley, you are dismissed from our presence and will serve two weeks
of detention for your language along with Professor McGonagall's punishment.
Leave now, before I consider your insults as an attack on my mate! I am within
my rights to kill anyone who attacks my Mate, as you should well know!" Severus
said coolly. Ron glared, "That's just fine then, and you can forget we were
ever friends,Potter, you sick fucking git!" he said as he left Severus'
chambers.
~**********************************************************************~
Once Ron had left, Severus went to the fireplace and tossed in a handful of
Floo Powder calling out "Hogwart's Infirmary, Madam Pomfrey's office!" as he
knelt down with his face in the green flames. "Poppy? Are you there?" he asked.
The school's Mediwitch appeared in front of the fire. "Yes, Severus, what is
it? Has something happened?" she asked.
"Please come to my chambers Poppy, I will explain when you are here" Severus
replied. Madam Pomfrey nodded and told Severus to step back, which he did, and
shortly after, the Mediwitch stepped through into the room. Upon spotting
Harry's unconscious, badly beaten and bloody form, she gasped. "Severus!
Explain this at once!" She demanded.
"Poppy, I will explain things shortly, but for now, please just heal Harry.
Scan him for internal injuries as well, please." Severus said.
Poppy drew her wand and inclined her head. "Very well, however I do expect
answers. Lay him on the sofa so that i can properly cast my scanning and
healing charms." She said. Severus lifted Harry from the floor and laid him on
the sofa, then Madam Pomfrey cast the scanning charm, waving her wand over
Harry. A moment later, she studied the parchment that had appeared as soon as
the spell was finished. "There are two cracked ribs, and his nose and jaw are
broken, but other than that the only other injuries are superficial. However,
he is severely malnourished and is showing signs of anemia, though according to
his file, he's had a Creature Inheritance, Vampire, which explains the anemia.
Why on earth I was not informed of this change, is beyond me. I would have been
able to give Mister Potter some vital information on his new condition if I had
been told that he was now a Vampire." Poppy said with a huff as she began
casting spells to rid the boy of blood and started to heal him. "Well, I've
done what I can." she said as she opened her medical bag and pulled out a small
tub of Bruise Correcting Salve, a pain potion, an Iron supplemental potion, a
Nourishment potion, and some Skele-Grow. She then cast the spell to bring Harry
back to consciousness. Harry awoke and blinked several times and groaned in
pain. Poppy helped him lift his head and began pouring the potions down his
throat. When every potion had been swallowed Poppy conjured a glass of water
and assisted Harry in sitting up, and handed him the water. Harry drank the
water down quickly and grimaced. "Ugh, those potions are foul!" he said.
"Well Mister Potter, you would not have needed so many had you disclosed your
Creature Status to me. Now then," Poppy said as she handed him the tub of
bruise salve, "Apply this to the bruises twice a day for one week. And report
to me every day before breakfast for an Iron supplement and a Nourishment
potion for one month. You are severely malnourished and though it is not
unusual for Vampires to be anemic, your anemia is bordering on the very severe
side."
"Yes, Madam Pomfrey." Harry replied feeling properly chastised. Harry knew he
should have told Madam Pomfrey that he had become a vampire, but he had been
certain that she would have informed the Headmaster, and seeing as he didn't
trust Dumbledore, Harry had decided not to tell the Mediwitch of his new
status.
"Also, Mister Potter,your diet is in need of a change. You need to be eating a
lot more meat, preferably beef,and the bloodier the better. You need to eat
plenty of proteins, and things high in iron. I will oversee your diet from here
on out." Madam Pomfrey said as she then turned to Severus. " Now then, Severus,
you had better explain this to me. And don't you even think of leaving any
information out!" She said. Severus nodded and invited her to take a seat, then
called a house elf named Tiffy requesting tea and biscuits. When the house elf
returned and subsequently popped away leaving the snacks and drinks, Severus
finally spoke.
"As you have learned, Poppy, Harry is a vampire. He is also my Mate. I felt the
pull on July 31st, Harry's birthday, I began experiencing the dreams associated
with one's Mate shortly after that, but was at first unable, then unwilling to
speak to him. After some time of being plagued with the dreams and being near
the intoxicating scent associated with one's Mate for so long, I had decided to
speak to him. However, until today we were unable to speak privately, due to
certain circumstances. Today, Harry received a detention in my class, and
therefore were able to speak. We contacted Minerva, and had her and three
others as witnesses to the first Claiming Ritual. However, after the Ritual,
one of the witnesses, Ronald Weasley, decided to beat and berate Harry. Minerva
and I restrained the boy and after performing an obliviation and a memory
change, sent him on his way. I then contacted you, and now here we are."
Severus said. Madam Pomfrey inclined her head understandingly and turned to
Harry, who was eyeing the biscuits with interest.
"Yes Mister Potter, you can still eat biscuits and have tea. Now then, I want
you to get some rest soon, and I expect to see you tomorrow morning before
breakfast" She said and returned to her office via Floo.
~*************************************************************************~
 
Once Madam Pomfrey had left, Severus relaxed a little and went to sit by Harry,
wrapping an arm around his shoulders. "Alright, Draco, Miss Granger, if you
have questions, you may now ask them." He said as he gently made Harry lean on
him for extra support.
"The only questions I have are why Potter is the Submissive one and what you
plan to do for a family." Draco said. Severus looked down slightly at Harry who
was slightly flushed in a very becoming shade of pale pink and smirked. "I
believe you should be the one to answer that first question Harry, then I will
answer the second." He said.
Harry nodded and grimaced, "Well, I'm the submissive one because I'm younger
and because I'm...inexperienced..in certain areas." Harry said softly, feeling
embarrassed.
"Nothing wrong with that Potter, not everyone's shagged half the school. Being
innocent can be a charming trait. I want Potter to answer the second question
first though Uncle Severus." Draco said smirking. Severus had to hide an amused
smile behind his hand at Draco's bluntness. Harry looked a little confused
about the second question and looked from Draco to Severus and back to Draco
again.
"Erm..well, I know I want a family someday, but I'm a boy. I mean, I've heard a
rumor that male wizards can get pregnant, but I heard it from Lavender Brown,
and she's a huge gossip who can't always be believed...is...is it possible that
I could have babies?" Harry asked. Draco smirked and nodded.
"Yeah Potter, you can get pregnant." he said.
"Indeed you can little vampire, and being a Vampire, the chances are higher,
Harry. Vampires tend to be very fertile, in fact, the rumor that Vampires
cannot reproduce is merely that, a rumor." Severus said, then answered Draco's
question himself.
"I plan on seeing Harry grow round with my child not too long after the
Physical Claiming Ritual. Now why is that information important to you?"
Why would Malfoy want to be a godfather to any kids I'd have? I thought he
hated me.' Harry thought. Being the brave Gryffindor that he was, Harry decided
to voice his thoughts.
"Why would you want to be the godfather of any children of mine Malfoy?" He
asked warily.
"That's an easily answered question, Potter, the answer is, because I highly
doubt I will have any of my own and I want to be able to spoil a child rotten."
Draco answered and showed Harry a true smile, "And besides that, it would help
you and I to get over our animosity towards each other." he said. Harry
contemplated that for a few moments, then nodded. "I see your point Malfoy.
I'll have to think about it though." He said.
Hermione was the next to voice her questions. "Harry, when did you become a
vampire, and how?"
"My birthday, I just went to bed the night before and was woken up at midnight
in a lot of pain and I had fangs are started craving blood." Harry answered.
"So you weren't bitten? You just woke up a vampire? How is that possible?"
Hermione asked. Severus chose to answer that question for Harry, "It is quite
simple, Miss Granger. Obviously one of Harry's ancestors was a vampire, and
vampirism was passed down from child to child, though obviously skipping some
generations. As to how he 'Just woke up a vampire', unlike those who are bitten
and changed during some point in life, witches and wizards with vampirism in
their bloodlines undergo the change on their 16th birthday, which is the year
that most with Creature Inheritances undergo their change." Severus said.
"Alright then, Harry how have you been getting blood? Have you been biting
people?" Hermione asked.
"No 'Mione, I've been drinking animal blood out in the Forbidden Forest late at
night when everyone's been sleeping. While I was at the Dursley's, I snuck out
at night every now and then to drink from stray animals, like cats and dogs.
Though I did find some mice, rats, voles, and moles sometimes." Harry replied
"Ugh! That's Disgusting Harry! What changes have you noticed since becoming a
vampire?" Hermione asked, looking a little queasy.
"Erm.. well, I'm faster and stronger, and it takes a lot more to hurt me...
when I'm not feeling weak and tired that is. Though I'm more weak and tired
during the day, and I've noticed that I get sunburned really easily now. And I
can see better. When I got back to Hogwarts at the beginning of term, I looked
up a spell that made my glasses useless, so they're basically just for show."
Harry said, trying not to seem hurt by Hermione's disgusted look and tone.
"And what about you being Professor Snape's Mate? How did you figure that out?"
She asked.
"Same way he did, through dreams, though I didn't know what the dreams were
about until I went to the library and checked out a few books on Vampires."
Harry replied. Hermione didn't need to know the real answer to that question.
Hermione looked a little more relieved, though still disgusted. "Well those are
all of the questions I have for now. Am I free to go?" She asked looking at
Severus who shook his head.
"Not yet, you and Draco need to wait for us to fill out the forms from the
Ministry and sign as witnesses." Severus replied.
~************************************************~
 
With the questions answered, Severus turned to Minerva, "Did you bring the
required form, or shall we use the one I have?" He asked. Minerva pulled a
rolled up scroll from her robes and laid it out on the coffee table in front of
Severus, who summoned a quill and a bottle of ink and began to fill out the
form in the places where it was required, and handed the quill to Harry when he
needed to put in some information. After several moments the pair was finished
filling out the form which read:
***** Vampire Mate Claiming Form *****
Issued by the Ministry for Magic, this form signifies that I Severus Tobias
Snape age 36, have Claimed one Harry James Potter age 16 as my Mate. My Mate
and I understand that this form may be made public knowledge and hereby
authorize The Ministry of Magic to use this information for their personal and
public use. Signed and dated December 19th, 1996 by Severus Tobias Snape and
Mate, Harry James Potter
Severus slid the parchment over to Minerva who signed as a witness, then handed
the parchment to Draco who signed and turned it over to Hermione who also put
down her signature. The scroll glowed blue for a moment as the information was
assessed and then disappeared in a puff of smoke to the Ministry.
Severus dismissed Minerva, Draco, and Hermione, who left to go to their beds.
"Harry, you will be staying here in my chambers from now on. I'm sure at the
moment you would not be comfortable sharing my bed, therefore, you may have the
sofa until either you are comfortable enough to sleep with me, or I have
procured a set of suitable furniture for the spare room, which you may have as
your own room until the time you must spend your nights by my side. Feel free
to explore the rooms, if you like." Severus said as he sat back on the sofa to
observe Harry.
"Alright, the sofa is really nice, I'm sure it'll be fine for a while." Harry
replied, then stood to go explore.
Chapter End Notes
     *1 We the bearers of magical arts have come to provide witness to the
     most ancient of vampiric Claiming Rituals.
     *2 We thank thee for bearing witness
     *3 I, Severus Tobias Snape claim you as my mate
     *4 I, Harry James Potter accept your claim
     *5 By magic and in front of witnesses we have claimed one another. As
     we will it, so shall it be
     *6 We now close this Ritual and thank the magic for being with us.
***** Harry and Severus' first day as Claimed Vampire Mates *****
Chapter Summary
     Harry explores Severus' chambers and spends his first night in his
     new home, then deals with the next day, and the aftermath of his
     newly changed status as Claimed being revealed to the world.
Chapter Notes
     I am so sorry for not getting this posted sooner. My muse went on
     holiday,and my illnesses decided to make life impossible. Not to
     mention that last month, my hubby and I moved and have been trying to
     get used to the new place.
     I'm sorry if this chapter comes across as short.
Harry looked around for a moment trying to decide where to go to begin his
explorations of his new home, and decided to look at the little kitchen more
thoroughly than he had before. He walked into the kitchen and looked around.
The floor was, of course stone, though there was a very nice looking rug under
the little table which he observed was a heavy wood stained black, sturdy and
square, with four matching chairs. The cupboards were made of the same heavy
wood and also stained black and a small ice chest of sorts sitting at the end
of the counter. Harry went over to it but did not see any knobs or handles, so
curiously he pushed in the front and it clicked open revealing two lines of
organized bags of blood. "Hey Severus? How did you get so much blood?" Harry
called out. He heard Severus chuckle, and the man came into the kitchen. "So
you've found my emergency supplies then? Well to answer your question, this was
all supplied by donors, mainly the staff. But this is only for emergencies, or
if the donor I feed from is too ill." "Who's your donor?" Harry asked
curiously. Severus chuckled again and turned the boy to face him. "First off,
Harry, that was an impolite question, however, since you are my mate, what is
mine is yours. The Malfoys are my blood donors, or at the very least, Lucius
and Draco are. Now it's getting rather late, shouldn't you be finishing up your
explorations and settling down for the night?" Severus said. Harry chuckled and
nodded. He had forgotten that he had been planning on acquainting himself with
his new living space. Harry closed the blood chest and looked around the little
kitchen again, spotting a lovely woven tapestry on one of the walls, which
looked like it was swaying a bit. He went over to it and placed a hand on it,
surprised when it gave a little. Something was behind it. Harry turned to
Severus, a question on his lips ready to spring out, and saw that the Potions
Master was smirking. "You will find out what is behind that tapestry some other
time, Harry. For now, just be content with what else you can discover within
these chambers." Severus said, leaving the kitchen. Harry sighed and continued
to explore the kitchen. There was a small pantry with specially charmed shelves
to keep things cold filled with food items, and he was pleased to see that
Severus had everything Harry would need to occasionally cook for the two of
them. Harry left the small kitchen and went to the next room, which turned out
to be the bathroom. He was shocked by the extravagance of the bathroom. The
stone walls were painted a soothing pale green, and there were several sconces
giving the room a bright and cheery feeling. On one wall there was a large sink
with a long black marble counter with plenty of space for setting things on and
a mirror spanning the length of the counter. At the back of the room there was
a stall that held the toilet, that would give him complete privacy. Another,
larger stall walled in by glass was the shower. On the other side of the room,
opposite of the sink and counter, was a tall, wide whitewashed cabinet with a
full length mirror on the door, which Harry assumed held towels and flannels.
Next to the whitewashed cabinet there was a large white granite sunken tub, the
size of a small pool, deep and large enough to easily fit four quite large
grown wizards, or two half-giants. Harry looked around the room again and
noticed that there was another cupboard next to the sink, and went over to it.
Inside were herbs, oils, and potions for the bath, along with common household
potions such as Headache Relief. Harry left the bathroom and hesitated at the
next room. It was Severus' bedroom. The door was open, but Harry couldn't bring
himself to enter Severus' personal space. "You can go in, Harry. It will be
your room too eventually." Severus said encouragingly. Harry jumped, slightly
surprised to find his Mate standing behind him. He hadn't even heard the man
get up out of his chair. Severus bent down to Harry's eye level with a
mischievous smirk, "Harry, why don't I show you the bedroom? We could call it
a... personalized tour.." Severus said and stepped forward, wrapping an arm
around Harry to pull him in close. Just as Severus closed the gap between them,
there was a loud banging on the door to Severus' chambers.
~**********************************************************~ Severus let go of
Harry and straightened with a heavy sigh, as he went to see who was
interrupting his so far, enjoyable, evening. 'There had better be someone
seriously injured or dead.' Severus thought with a scowl as he opened the door,
which revealed one of his Slytherins, Xander Monteague, standing in front of
the door. "What is it Monteague?" Severus snapped. He wasn't normally this
irritable with the students in his House, but tonight had been Severus' night
and he was irritated that anyone had the nerve to interrupt what would have
been a very memorable moment. Monteague looked at his Head of House and
grimaced, "Sorry Sir, but there's a fight a couple corridors down, it's
Quenton, Holden, and some Hufflepuffs. Holden and one of the Hufflepuffs are
both really hurt and Quenton and the other Hufflepuff are still fighting!" the
boy said. Severus sighed again and turned to Harry. "Why don't you get some
sleep, Harry, I'll be back as soon as I've sorted this all out. It's late and I
know you'll want to be at breakfast with your friends as soon as possible
tomorrow." He said almost inaudibly and left, pulling the now curious Slytherin
boy with him. The boy had been peering into the sitting room, attempting to see
who Severus was talking to. As Xander led Severus to where the fight was taking
place, Severus carefully schooled his features into his most imposing Greasy
Dungeon Bat Git look. He was in full teacher mode as they arrived to the fight.
The Hufflepuff boy who was still in the fight was gearing up to cast a vicious
hex at Quenton and stopped cold as he saw the feared and hated Professor Snape
bearing down on them with his wand drawn. "That is quite enough out of you
two!" Severus growled as he flicked his wand, casting a silent Expelliarmus at
the two still conscious boys, and snatching their wands out of the air when
they flew to him. "The two of you will serve three weeks detention for
fighting, as well as these other two dunderheads when they have been healed by
Madam Pomfrey. I am extremely disappointed in you, Quenton, and will be
contacting your father tomorrow evening. As for you, Mister Eccleston," Severus
said turning to the Hufflepuff, "I will be contacting your Head of House this
evening and if she sees fit, Professor Sprout may add more time to your
detentions! You will both return to your dorms Immediately! 50 Points apiece
from both Slytherin and Hufflepuff for the four of you and you will be
reporting to Filch tomorrow night after dinner!" Severus said and returned
their wands to them. The two boys rushed off to their dormitories, and Severus
levitated the two remaining boys to deliver them to the infirmary. "As for you,
Mister Monteague, that will be 10 points from Slytherin for being out of bed at
this late hour." Severus said, still annoyed that his time with Harry that
evening was cut short by this, considering it was close to midnight. "Yes Sir,
sorry for disturbing your evening, Sir." Monteague said as he hurried off to
his dorm. Severus sighed and turned to the two unconscious boys and levitated
them to the infirmary, dropping them off into the capable hands of Madam
Pomfrey, and started on the long walk back to his chambers. 'Perhaps if I
hurry, Harry will still be awake and I'll be able to spend a little time with
him... Hopefully without any more interruptions... Then maybe I can get another
kiss from those sweet lips.' Severus thought as he continued on his way to his
rooms. He smiled at the thought of his Mate allowing more intimacy between
them. Several minutes later, he arrived at the portrait door to his rooms and
whispered the password, entering his sitting room. Harry was nowhere in sight
and Severus became a little worried that Harry had gone back to the kitchen and
gone through the hidden door. He then heard an anguished cry from the bathroom
along with a shout of "Stupid, Useless Freak!", and a loud thump. Severus went
to the door and threw it open, intending to check on his Mate.
~**********************************************************************************~
Harry fell to his knees, staring at himself in the mirror. Ever since Severus
had left he had been feeling the familiar sense of worthlessness and self
doubt. He slashes the knife he was holding across his wrist again, crying out
in frustration, hot, angry tears streaming down his face. Harry sobbed harder
as the slash healed itself, due to the vampire blood running through his veins.
"Stupid, Useless Freak!" He yelled over and over again, slashing at his wrist
each time. The door flew open as he continued to yell and sob, then just as
suddenly as the door opened, the knife was pried out of his hand and thrown out
of the bathroom. Strong arms circled him, drawing him back against a broad
chest. "Oh Harry, what have you done to yourself? Why, little vampire?" Came
Severus' voice from above his head. Severus was on the bathroom floor with him,
and Harry couldn't for the life of him understand why the snarky, sarcastic
Potions Master would be willing to do such a thing for someone as useless as
him. "Why do you even want me? I'm nothing! I'm ugly! Just look at me! My skin
looks like I'm dead, I have green eyes! Green! Like the killing curse! I'm
short and skinny and my face is all curves and no angles! My hair's always a
mess! I look like an ugly, skinny flat chested girl with short hair and I'm
always going to look like this!" Harry cried, trembling with the effort it took
not to try to run away from his strong, and to his mind, handsome Mate. True,
Severus wasn't what anyone would call classically good looking, but in Harry's
mind, the prominent nose and sharp angles of Severus' face, combined with his
height and the way he carried himself, made Severus a very handsome man, whom
Harry felt he was unworthy of. "Just leave me alone." Harry said sullenly.
"Harry, look at yourself, try to see what I see. Your skin is soft and pale,
like lilies, and it glows as though you are made of moonbeams. Your eyes are
the most perfect pure emeralds, framed by those long dark lashes. You are
petite and pixiesque, and I happen to like that quite a bit, you are the
perfect size to carry in my arms. You may be on the thin side right now, but
you can and will gain some weight with the proper diet. You are lithe,
perfectly lean muscles, and I believe that the curves of your face make you
ethereally beautiful. Your wild unruly hair makes you all the more intriguing,
you always look as if you've had a particularly good night. You are Beautiful,
my Harry, and in no way do you seem to be feminine in your looks." Severus
said, carding his fingers through Harry's hair. "And as for why I want you, why
wouldn't I? You are my Mate, Harry. The one I was meant to have in my life as
my own." Severus added, slowly standing and picking Harry up with him. "But you
used to hate me! You always mocked me and belittled me before." Harry
protested. He knew that he was already in love with Severus, but he had been so
sure that Severus would rather die than consent to be his Mate. "Harry, I never
truly Hated you, it was merely an act that I had to put on, for your own
safety. I no longer have any reason to fake a dislike for you, and in truth, I
have not even remotely disliked you for several months now." Severus replied,
carrying Harry to the sitting room and sitting n the sofa with the boy still in
his arms. "Now then, it is growing late and although tomorrow is the day most
of the students are leaving for the winter holidays, I am sure you are going to
want to see your friends off, and therefore, you should sleep. However, I do
have one request to make." Severus said. "I don't really think I have any
friends left now, so I'm okay with spending all day tomorrow sleeping, but
okay, what's your request?" Harry asked, looking at his Mate warily. He watched
as Severus slowly smiled and became even more wary. "It is more like two
requests, but I am hoping for at least one of them to be granted. The first is,
will you let me kiss you again?" Severus asked. Harry felt himself blush
slightly and nodded slowly. "Okay. I can do that." He said carefully.
~***************************************************************~ Severus
lifted a hand to cradle Harry's face and smirked a little before leaning in to
capture the boy's mouth with his own. He felt Harry tense slightly and wrapped
an arm around his waist as soon as Harry relaxed into the kiss. Severus kept
the kiss close mouthed and bit back a sigh when he felt Harry's arms come
around his neck as the boy fully relaxed and began to enjoy what was happening.
Feeling as though he could not let this continue for the boy's sake, Severus
broke the kiss, pulling back to look at Harry. Harry's face was flushed and
Severus could see a slight glimmer of desire in the emerald eyes of his young
Mate. "Harry, that was very nice. Now for my second request, will you please go
to sleep?" Severus asked, mentally cursing himself for getting into this
situation, knowing it would be difficult for either of them to sleep that
night. "I suppose I could try to sleep, but honestly, I'm more awake now than I
was before." Harry said and Severus nodded his understanding. He released Harry
and stood up, setting the young vampire down on the sofa. "While I do
understand that you are not tired, it is important that you sleep tonight. The
Headmaster will be returning at some point tomorrow and we will need to be
prepared. I believe that the house-elves have brought your belongings from
Gryffindor Tower and have put them in the spare room by now, so why don't you
go retrieve your things and head to the bathroom to clean up and ready yourself
for bed?" Severus suggested and waited for a moment until Harry nodded his
assent, then turned on bis heel and went to the bedroom as the boy gathered his
things. Severus let out a frustrated sigh as he heard the bathroom door close.
'Perhaps it was a foolish idea to kiss the boy again tonight. I should have
waited.' Severus thought irritably, as his arousal pressed uncomfortably
against the placket of his trousers. However he ignored it and set about
gathering his black silk pajama bottoms and a night shirt to change into once
Harry had vacated the bathroom and he had a chance to see to his own nightly
ablutions. He was exceedingly grateful for Harry's quick departure into the
bathroom at the moment, for he would not have successfully hidden his reaction
to having his Mate so close to him otherwise. Severus chuckled as he heard a
muffled groan and shout from the bathroom. It seemed that Harry had been just
as frustrated as he was at the moment. Several minutes later Severus heard the
door to the bathroom open and left the bedroom to go about his nightly
business, glancing towards the sofa where Harry was already sprawled out and
seemed to be attempting to sleep. Severus went into the bathroom and tended to
himself, dressing for bed and then made his way back out to the sitting room.
"If you'd like, I can transfigure the sofa into a bed for you, Harry." He said,
noting that although his Mate was small, the sofa didn't appear to be very
comfortable to lay on, and that Harry seemed to be curled up underneath a light
afghan that Severus had laid across the back of the sofa. "Alright, but I don't
think I'll be able to sleep" Harry replied softly, pulling the afghan tighter
around himself. Severus drew his wand and transfigured the sofa into a four
poster bed with a mattress that was designed to conform to the body and a plush
deep green duvet and soft fluffy pillows for Harry. He then went back into the
bathroom and returned with a vial of Sleeping Draught for Harry. "This should
help you sleep tonight. It's merely a mild sedative that will help you fall
asleep. You'll wake up fully refreshed in the morning." Severus said and handed
the vial to Harry, who uncorked it and swallowed the potion down quickly. "Oh,
that actually tasted pretty good!" Harry remarked, sounding surprised, which
Severus chuckled about. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to Harry's forehead.
"Good night, my little vampire." He said as he watched his Mate drift off to
sleep. *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* Harry awoke
the next morning with the distinct feeling of being watched and jumped out of
the transfigured bed in a flash, crouching down into a defensive position
before he remembered where he was. He looked around slowly and noticed the same
house-elf from the night before staring at him. The house-elf gave Harry a wide
smile before speaking. "Oh good! Master Harry Potter sir is awake! Master
Severus Snape sir is telling Tiffy that Master Harry Potter sir is to be going
to the hospital wing for potions, sir." Harry nodded and straightened up out of
his defensive crouch. "Alright, thanks Tiffy. Where is Severus by the way?" He
asked. The house-elf pulled on her ears in a sheepish fashion. "Master Severus
Snape sir is being with He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, sir. He is leaving Master
Harry Potter sir a note in the kitchen next to the ice chest, sir."Tiffy
replied. Harry nodded again and stretched, yawning slightly. "Thank you again,
Tiffy. I'll go read that note and head to the hospital wing as soon as I get
dressed." Harry said and went into the spare room to grab some clothes for the
day out of his trunk and headed to the bathroom to change. When he was finished
with his morning ablutions he went into the kitchen and picked up the note from
Severus to read it. Harry, I was called to the Dark Lord's side not long after
you fell asleep, and I had to go to him. I will return before dinner. Make sure
you go to the hospital wing for your potions, and I will see you soon. I have
arranged for Draco to keep you company today, as I am aware that your friends
will be going home for the Christmas Holidays. I would urge you to attempt to
get along with him. The password to our chambers is Water Lily, so do not
forget. Draco will lead you back to our rooms if you ask him to, and I ask that
you give no one the password to our chambers. Once again, I will see you soon.
Have a good day, my little vampire. Harry slipped the note into his pocket and
sighed. 'Looks like I'm spending the day with Malfoy.' Harry thought as he left
the chambers. To his surprise, Malfoy was waiting for him outside the portrait
door, and Harry turned to get a good look at the portrait and committed it to
memory before turning back to Malfoy. "Malfoy, I suppose Severus told you to
wait for me here some time last night?" Harry asked. Malfoy shook his head. "No
Potter, he sent me a message this morning. I've been waiting out here for ten
minutes." Malfoy said, and started walking away, signalling to Harry that he
was to follow him. "Uncle Sev said you needed to go to the hospital wing first,
so I'll take you there. Pay attention to the directions we're going so you can
start to figure out how to navigate the dungeons." Malfoy said, picking up the
pace. Harry followed him silently out of the dungeons memorizing the layout of
the corridors. Once at the hospital wing, Harry left Malfoy waiting for him and
reported to Madame Pomfrey, who gave Harry his potions. Once Harry had had his
potions, he and Malfoy made their way to the Great Hall, and sat at their
tables. After breakfast, during which everyone but Neville had ignored Harry,
Malfoy led Harry out towards the Black Lake. "Listen, Potter, I'm aware that
you think Weasley can come back around and be your best mate again, but you've
got to see some sense by now. He's prejudiced against people who are gay, and
against creatures. There's just no way that Weasley will ever come to his
senses, honestly it would probably be best to cut your losses now rather than
get hurt worse in the future." Malfoy said in a surprisingly soothing tone. "I
know, I know. He's never going to be okay with it, but I don't know how to cut
my losses like that. Ron was my first friend, my best mate. How can I just drop
him like that?" Harry asked sulkily. Harry wasn't sure he'd be able to end his
friendship with Ron, but he knew he needed to, if only for his own safety.
Harry sighed when he noticed that Malfoy was shivering from the cold, and drew
his wand, casting a warming charm around the blond. As it was wont to happen,
their peaceful silence was interrupted by an indignant screech. Harry looked up
to see Hermione and Ron standing before them with looks of absolute disgust on
their faces. "Harry! What do you think you're doing with him! Malfoy's a slimy
Slytherin git!" Ron spluttered. Hermione stepped forward and grabbed Harry by
the wrist, intent on dragging him away from Malfoy. In an instant, Malfoy's
wand was out, trained on Hermione. "I'd suggest you get your filthy hand off of
him Granger. And you, Weasel had better drop your wand, else I won't be
responsible for what happens to you." Malfoy warned. Harry was trying to pry
his wrist from Hermione's relentless grip without hurting her, and was becoming
frustrated. "Please let go 'Mione. I really don't want to hurt you." Harry
pleaded. "No, Harry, You have to come with us! It's almost time to leave for
winter hols! We can't be late." Hermione said as she continued to try to drag
him away. Malfoy shot a Stinging Hex at her hand, smirking when she shrieked
and dropped Harry's wrist. Ron came to her defense, and Malfoy smirked again as
he defended himself against Ron's weak attacks. "Oh just give up, Weasley!
You'll never be able to defeat me!" Malfoy crowed as he shot Petrificus Totalis
at the red head. Ron was immediately petrified and fell to the ground with a
loud thump. "Come on, Potter. There's no need to stay around these people."
Malfoy said as he began walking away from them. Harry followed, rubbing at his
wrist, as he sent a glare in their direction. Malfoy kept his wand trained on
Granger until he and Harry were out of their sight. Sighing, Harry followed
Malfoy to the Great Hall for lunch. Out of habit, Harry looked up to the Head
Table and noticed that Dumbledore was not there yet. Harry ate his lunch, a
rare steak with a side of mashed potatoes, and looked to the Slytherin table to
see if Malfoy was finished yet. Seeing that the other boy was still eating,
Harry sighed and dished more potatoes onto his plate. Not long after Harry had
dished up his second helping of potatoes, Hermione and Ron came into the Great
Hall and sat near him. "Why did you side with Malfoy, mate?" Ron asked, looking
angry. "First off, DON'T call me 'mate'. I don't like it. And second, I sided
with him because he hasn't been acting like a prat. Now if you don't mind, I
have other places to be." Harry said, standing up and catching Malfoy's eye.
When Malfoy nodded and stood as well, Harry left the table and headed to the
doors and waited for Malfoy. Together they left the Great Hall and made their
way to the dungeons. *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*
Severus smirked as he made his way out of the Dark Lord's manor. Things had
gone well, and his Lord had agreed to end his yearly attacks on Harry, once
Severus made it known that Harry was his mate. The Dark Lord had been pleased
to find out that the Potter boy hated Dumbledore as much as he did, and had
told Severus to arrange a meeting with the boy as soon as possible. Severus was
only too happy to agree, and now that the meeting with his Lord was finished,
Severus had some other business to attend to before he could return to his
Mate. Upon reaching the end of the wards, Severus apparated to his next
destination, the offices of The Daily Prophet, and stepped inside. He went
through the building and stopped at a door marked Jackson Andrews, Journalist
and Interviewer, and knocked on the door. The door was opened by a man who
appeared to be in his late fifties, with a portly stomach, blue eyes, and a
balding head of brown hair, liberally streaked with grey. "Ah, Mr. Snape, I've
been waiting for you, as instructed from your letter. Please come in and have a
seat. You promised a good story, with the stipulation that it be printed and
distributed with the Evening post." Andrews said as he stepped back to allow
Severus into his office. Once the two men were seated, and tea was brought,
Andrews began the interview, a charmed quill poised to write down what was
said. "Mr. Snape, it is a pleasure to be speaking with you today." "Likewise,
Mr. Andrews." "What brings you here today, if I may ask?" "It is quite simple,
I wished to give an interview before the rumour mill was brought into my life,
and that of my Mate." "Your 'Mate'? If you could explain that, please? Mate is
usually used as a term for those with a creature inheritance." "Very well. As
I'm sure you have heard, there have often been rumours amongst the students,
and even the staff of Hogwarts that I am a Vampire. That is true. My Mate
happens to be a Vampire as well, though he only gained his Inheritance during
the summer of this year." "Pardon me, but did you say he? And that he is only
sixteen?" "Yes, that is what I said. You know as well as I that there is no law
against a relationship between Mates, regardless of any age gap, and that those
with creature blood come into their Inheritance upon reaching their sixteenth
birthday." "Yes I do know that. Well, who is the lucky young man then?" "Oh no,
Mr. Andrews, I am the lucky one. And my Mate is Harry Potter." "Harry Potter,
you say? By Merlin, I was unaware that he was a Vampire! Tell me, how will you
handle the backlash? I'm sure that many people will be outraged that their
"Boy-Hero" is taken off the market." "Anyone with half a brain in their head
will know to not challenge me for my Mate. Any Howlers we receive will go
straight into the fire and our mail will be going through rigorous check to
ensure that no one has sent anything harmful, such as curses. And yes, I did
say Harry Potter." Severus said with a smirk, gesturing that the interview was
over. Andrews cast the counter charm on his quill and smiled. "Thank you for
this interview, Mr. Snape. I assure you that it will be in the Evening edition.
I believe I've kept you long enough. Feel free to use my Floo." Andrews said,
standing to shake Severus' hand. Severus shook the other man's hand and left
through the Floo back to Hogwarts. *~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~* It was
dinner time, and Harry had taken to sitting at the Slytherin table with Malfoy.
He looked to the Head Table and grinned at seeing Severus sitting there
watching him intently. Severus' eyes locked onto his, and then casually flicked
over toward the spot where the Headmaster usually sat. Harry glanced over and
sighed. It seemed that the old coot was back. Harry turned his eyes back to
Severus and made a show of rolling his eyes. Severus smirked back and mouthed
the words 'Wait for the evening post.' Harry nodded, though he was highly
confused. As if on cue, the Great Hall filled with owl dropping off the Evening
Edition of The Daily Prophet. When Harry's copy was brought to him by Hedwig,
he unrolled it and took a look at the front page, where there was a picture of
him taken at the beginning of term next to a picture of Severus. Harry scanned
the headline which read: Harry Potter, Vampire and Mate to the renowned
Potion's Master, Severus Snape! Article and Interview with Severus Snape p.2
Harry quickly turned to the second page and began to read the article. Cross-
Generation Vampire Mates, Harry Potter and Severus Snape Article by Jackson
Andrews Yes, you've read the headline correctly. the Wizarding World's beloved
hero, Harry Potter is a Vampire. It would appear that upon reaching his
sixteenth birthday, July 31st, Harry came into his Creature Inheritance, which
happens to be a Vampire. I was fortunate enough to conduct an interview with
Hogwarts' Potions Professor, Severus Snape, who just happens to be a Vampire as
well, and is the Mate to Harry Potter.Below is the interview, with my thoughts
on the matter. JA: "Mr. Snape, it is a pleasure to be speaking with you today."
To which Mr Snape responded: SS: "Likewise, Mr. Andrews." JA: "What brings you
here today, if I may ask?" Here I was very curious to know what it was that the
renowned Potion's Master felt was needed to be heard. SS: "It is quite simple,
I wished to give an interview before the rumour mill was brought into my life,
and that of my Mate." At this, I was understandably shocked. For one thing,
Severus Snape has been known as a surly man with no affection for anyone, and
for another, Mr. Snape seemed to be very proud of his statement. JA: "Your
'Mate'? If you could explain that, please? Mate is usually used as a term for
those with a creature inheritance." Little did I know, that I was to receive
the second shock of the day. SS: "Very well. As I'm sure you have heard, there
have often been rumours amongst the students, and even the staff of Hogwarts
that I am a Vampire. That is true. My Mate happens to be a Vampire as well,
though he only gained his Inheritance during the summer of this year." Yes
Readers, you've read that correctly, Not only is Severus Snape a Vampire, he is
Mated to another male Vampire. I of course had to confirm this. JA: "Pardon me,
but did you say he? And that he is only sixteen?" SS: "Yes, that is what I
said. You know as well as I that there is no law against a relationship between
Mates, regardless of any age gap, and that those with creature blood come into
their Inheritance upon reaching their sixteenth birthday." "Yes I do know that.
Well, who is the lucky young man then?" SS: "Oh no, Mr. Andrews, I am the lucky
one. And my Mate is Harry Potter." With this came the third shock of the day.
Again, I had to confirm that information, and follow up with a question that
I'm sure many of you will want to know the answer to. JA: "Harry Potter, you
say? By Merlin, I was unaware that he was a Vampire! Tell me, how will you
handle the backlash? I'm sure that many people will be outraged that their
"Boy-Hero" is taken off the market." SS: "Anyone with half a brain in their
head will know to not challenge me for my Mate. Any Howlers we receive will go
straight into the fire and our mail will be going through rigorous check to
ensure that no one has sent anything harmful, such as curses. And yes, I did
say Harry Potter." The affection and possessiveness was easy to hear in the
Potion Master's voice, just as the challenging glare was unmistakable. At the
end of the interview, Mr. Snape took the Floo back to Hogwarts leaving me to
write my article. I hope I'm saying this from not only myself, but for the
Wizarding World as well when I wish these two all the best. Jackson Andrews,
Daily Prophet Journalist and Interviewer. Harry chuckled when he heard the
beginnings of shocked whispers spread throughout the Great Hall, and looked
back up at Severus, who was smirking, and smirked back. Harry then looked at
Dumbledore and laughed outright at the look of pure fury gracing the old man's
face. Harry watched as the Headmaster caught Severus' attention and gestured to
the doors, then looked at Harry making the same gesture. Harry nodded, knowing
he and Severus could not get out of this apparently mandatory meeting with the
old man. Harry waited for Dumbledore to pass by, then for Severus. As soon as
Severus was close enough, Harry slipped his hand into the older Vampire's as
they followed Dumbledore to his office. Once in the old man's office,
Dumbledore turned to them, his normally cheerful twinkling blue eyes as cold
and hard as ice chips.
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