The Creature Within

Disclaimer: all things belong to J.K. Rowling, no money is being made from this, eehh, what else do I say? Oh yeah, this is my first fic, so it\'s probably going to be bad.

This is for black_silken_kitty\'s challenge.

Chapter 1:

Harry opened his eyes slowly and tried to penetrate the darkness around him. When that failed, he settled for exploring with touch. He was lying down on a bed, that much was certain. The sheets were sleek and smooth, much like what he imagined silk or satin might feel like, and it was very warm.

Harry frowned. His brain seemed to be working slowly. Why was it so warm? As Harry became more aware of his surroundings, he realized that the heat came from two bodies pressed against him, one on each side. And he had no clothes on.

He gulped. Don\'t panic, he told himself frantically. There must be a perfectly rational explanation for how you ended up here. While he racked his brains for this explanation, he tried to edge out of the sandwiched position he was in, and failed when two pairs of arms threw themselves around him and forced him back down.

\"He\'s awake,\" he heard someone on his right say softly, while someone on his left caressed his cheek.

\"What are you doing on this bed, Draco?\" Harry heard the other someone hiss sharply, and Harry gulped. Shit. Malfoy? He thought, panicked. What\'s going on? Why do I feel like I\'ve heard that voice before? He struggled to disentangle himself from his two assailants\' grasps, but they just clung more tightly to him.

\"He\'s my mate too!\" he heard Malfoy hiss back defensively. Harry\'s stomach flip-flopped, and his worries increased drastically as Malfoy continued. \"You and that stupid spell! If you\'d just-\"

\"Silence!\" he heard the other person say loudly, and with that word, Harry finally matched the voice to a name. It was Voldemort.

All rational thought abandoned Harry in favor of mindless terror. As he doubled his efforts to escape from the bed, he felt Malfoy get off, and tried to push away from Voldemort\'s hold on him.

\"Incendio,\" he heard Malfoy whisper, and a fire blazed up from the fireplace parallel to the foot of the bed.

Harry blinked, adjusting to the light, and he twisted around to face Voldemort. \"Let go!\" he growled, but froze in shock when he got a closer look at Voldemort. For one thing, he looked more like the Tom Riddle Harry remembered from second year, and for another thing, he was naked.

Voldemort eyed him calmly. \"Shh,\" he hushed languidly, \"Everything will be explained in time.\"

Harry glared at him, trying very hard to ignore the compromising position they were in. \"Explain now,\" he demanded, once he grasped that Voldemort was not about to kill him.

\"I don\'t think you are in a suitable position to make demands, Harry,\" Voldemort purred, emphasizing his point by pinning Harry to the bed in one swift movement and staring down at him smugly.

Harry turned his head to Malfoy and looked at him hopefully for help. Maybe Malfoy would take pity on him and help him escape. Looking at the jealousy and lust on Malfoy\'s face, Harry;s hopes sank. \"Why the fuck are you staring at me like that, Malfoy?\" he snapped angrily, his helplessness making him lash out.

Malfoy flinched, and Voldemort looked at Harry reprovingly. \"Don\'t be so hard on Draco, Harry. He\'s had an...unfortunate summer,\" he murmured, running his fingers through Harry\'s hair. \"You see, I recently found a spell during my research, and-this position is getting tiresome, Harry . If I promise to explain myself, will you promise not to run away?\" Voldemort asked, interrupting himself. \"Otherwise, I can lie down on top of you,\" he added, his lips curving into a calculating smile.

Harry swallowed, and fervently hoped that he would wake up and this would all be a bad dream. \"I promise,\" he said quickly, and Voldemort sat up, kneeling on top of Harry.

Harry sighed, but it was better than having Voldemort loom over him. He tried to pull some blankets over him to cover himself, but Voldemort snatched them away with a cruel smirk.

\"This spell, you see, was supposed to force any traces of magical creature blood in the recipient to...bloom, shall we say,\" Voldemort continued, running his fingers down Harry\'s chest. \"Even the smallest creature impurity would appear full-force, and since magical creatures are very strong, I was naturally quite pleased to come upon this spell,\" he explained softly. \"However, there was a downside to this unexpected windfall,\" Voldemort murmured mournfully. \"As the spell was very ancient, I had no idea if it would work. So, I required at test subject,\" he said, enunciating test subject very clearly.

Harry frowned, watching as Voldemort beckoned for Malfoy to climb on to the bed. \"Draco was a bad servant when he failed to kill Dumbledore at the end of the school year,\" Voldemort said sweetly. \"For his punishment, I tested the spell on him .\"

Harry closed his eyes and felt immensely sorry for Malfoy. Then he remembered that he had woken up next to Malfoy, nude, and Malfoy had not yet saved him from Voldemort\'s devious plans.

\"It took a few tries to perfect it,\" Voldemort purred . \"I imagine Draco experienced excruciating pain at times,\" he remarked, with a regretful look that Harry did not buy for one second. \"Draco, show Harry,\" he ordered, and Harry watched with trepidation as Malfoy shimmered and concentrated. After a moment\'s pause, a black, feathery wing protruded from his back and he looked much more...ethereal. \"He is a type of demon,\" Voldemort clarified for Harry.

Harry stared in disbelief. \"Why only one wing?\" he asked after he managed to find his voice, and regretted it instantly when Malfoy\'s face crumpled.

Voldemort reached out and caressed Draco\'s cheek comfortingly. \"He had two, in the beginning,\" he explained, keeping his other hand on Harry\'s chest. \"However, Lucius has a very low tolerance for demons.\" Harry turned horrified eyes to Malfoy, who seemed to be reliving the pain while Voldemort talked. \"He tore off one wing before I could get there,\" Voldemort concluded.

Harry lay on the bed in silence. \"I\'m sorry, Malfoy,\" he said finally, and Malfoy shrugged wordlessly.

Voldemort inched closer to Harry. \"After the spell was successful on Draco, I used it on myself,\" he said, and Harry looked at Voldemort in mingled curiosity and fear.

\"What are you?\" Harry asked.

\"A rare type of a natural vampire,\" Voldemort answered, licking his lips.

Harry looked at him in horror. \"Stay away from my neck,\" he said stupidly.

Voldemort smirked. \"I\'m not done talking,\" he chastised lightly, splaying his fingers on Harry\'s chest. Harry tried valiantly to ignore his movements. \"There was an unforeseen catch,\" Voldemort said. \"Normally, our respective species have mates. But as Draco and I were essentially artificially made into creatures using the same wand, we both have the same mate.\"

Harry frowned. \"What does this have to do with m...\" he stopped when it dawned on him, and he looked at Voldemort in horror. \"No,\" he croaked.

\"Yes,\" Voldemort corrected, still smiling. \"And there\'s more,\" he added wickedly. \"As you are our mate, I assumed you must have some dormant creature blood that was simply waiting to be unleashed. So, I cast the spell on you, too.\"

Harry twitched and looked at Malfoy for confirmation. Malfoy nodded. His hands flew to his mouth to see if he had fangs, but Voldemort pushed his hand down. \"Don\'t worry, you\'re not a vampire,\" Voldemort assured him. \"You\'re much too delicate. Your eyes are different...darker green, your skin is luscious...\" Harry blanched. \"But the fact is, we aren\'t sure what you are.\"

Harry attempted to take this all in one stride. \"So,\" he started, wondering if he was insane, \"I\'m more or less normal?\"

Voldemort frowned. \"I wouldn\'t say you\'re normal,\" he said, \"however, it is true that I cannot figure out what type of creature you are. You are different, however, so we know the spell worked.\" He moved dauntingly closer to Harry. \"Let\'s see,\" he purred, \"Now that you\'re awake, what happens if I do...this?\" he asked, before he lowered his head and kissed Harry.

Harry felt something like an electric shock go through him and he arched upwards against Voldemort, deepening the kiss and sliding his arms around Voldemort. His mind was overloading with new senses he felt. Every part of his skin that came into contact with Voldemort\'s tingled with pleasure and he moaned happily. At the same time, he felt like a part of him was missing, and he broke the kiss reluctantly to try and figure out what it was. Malfoy\'s face swam into his view and Harry felt a hand tentatively reach for him.

Their eyes made contact and Draco pounced. Harry moaned with the new contact and eagerly reached out to bring Draco closer. He could almost feel both men\'s desire, and he breathed in deeply, greedily inhaling their scents.

He tried to decide which one to press up against and settled for rubbing against both.

A chuckle brought him out of his daze and he blinked.

\"Well, I think this proves one thing,\" Voldemort whispered, running his tongue over Harry\'s ear.

\"What\'s that?\" Harry asked breathlessly, feeling like he was drunk.

\"You\'re definitely my mate,\" said he and Draco at the same time.

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I hope that was ok! Chapter two coming soon.