The death dancer
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6,498
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THE DEATH DANCER
CHAPTER 12
BETA: D.A. Woods
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Severus was hovering around in the background. He seemed to pace back and forth without ever turning his head away from Harry. He really was quite the guardian. Harry himself sat anxiously in the sofa with his hands tightly pressed together between his knees. He was looking at the floor and hardly dared to look up.
Opposite from him sat a vampire stiffly and tried to ignore the very irritating vision of Snape glaring at him. To say the whole situation was awkward was an understatement.
“So… son. How have you been?” the vampire Charmz spoke. Harry had to bit his tongue from squeaking at the sudden voice. He glanced up briefly and quickly looked down again. This vampire was dangerous! He could feel it with every fiber in his body. Charmz positively radiated an dark, powerful aura which promised sudden death if anyone dared defy him.
“You’re not scared of me, are you?” Charmz asked and Harry thought he heard a hint of amusement in his voice, but he wasn’t sure. He could hardly see why scaring family would be so amusing. Talk about twisted humor!
“Perhaps a little,” he confessed warily. It would probably be no point lying, he had heard that vampires were mind readers and could detect a lie from miles away.
“There is no need to, you’re my son,” Charmz said obvious to the fact that it could sometimes mean less than nothing for humans.
“Uh-huh. So you won’t bite me?” he asked. Charmz laughed at him.
“Now, why would I do that? Especially after that man,” he said and glared over at Severus who sneered right back “Rubbed your neck in blueberries.” True enough, Snape had indeed grinded a couple of frozen blueberries and rubbed his neck in it. He was all messy and blue-purple but Snape had insisted. Harry didn’t know why because Severus had refused to tell him.
“What does it matter?” he asked curiously and began to fully look at his father. The man had vivid green eyes like himself and black hair. He looked young, no more than 35 and he was tall. He was an unspoken authority. Clearly he himself had inherited the knock for leadership from his father.
“It is not a very known fact that vampires detest blueberries, I simply can’t stand the smell and taste of it! Humans and other creatures have this mixed up with garlic. We have no problem with garlic, in fact, I often find myself enjoying the taste of freshly baked garlic bread. If I remember correctly there was a slight mishap with language skills that made this wrong assumption about it.”
“Severus, how did you know about this?” Harry asked and turned around.
“Eyes on the vampire Harry!” Severus said sternly and Harry immediately turned around again. “My mothers uncle was a vampire. He was killed later on.”
“How sad,” Charmz said but didn’t sound the least like it. “Harry… we really need to do something about that name by the way, have you thought about leaving this place to go with me?”
“That’s out of question!” Snape snapped before Harry had the change to respond.
“Believe me Snape, it is not an issue;” Charmz said icily. Harry hurried to interfere before Snape turned himself into vampire food.
“I can’t go with you right now. I have a responsibility here.”
“With Voldemort you mean,” Charmz said and Harry was surprised that he knew about it. Then again he shouldn’t be. “You don’t have to worry about that. I’ll pull some of my threads to my connections and Voldemort is finite.”
“It’s not that simple,” Harry argued. “I am the only one to kill him.”
Charmz paused for a second in thought.
“Well then, we will make the way to him and you can off him,” he said. Snape rolled his eyes.
“You’re arrogant to believe you can pull that one off. Voldemort have warded himself against vampires after your breed denied to join him and recognize him as master.”
“There are ways past that ridiculous charm he preformed. We could have brought it down ages ago if only we had tried. Until now we have had no reasons for attacking. You forget who I am Snape. I am the king of Europe, and thus more powerful than you can ever imagine. Vampires existed before humans were created.”
Snape snorted.
“Then what did you feed on if there was no blood?” he asked, Charmz rolled his eyes.
“Vampires are a modified life form of Dark Angels, of Lucifer’s like. They are called Djinns, angels made of a fire with no smoke. We simply fed off angels before, but we’re not here to talk about the beginning.” Harry listened with fascination. He began to understand why Hermione read so much. He couldn’t believe how many exciting things he was missing out on.
“You’re making it sound so easy,” he said to his father. Charmz snorted.
“Humans! You’re making a hen out of a feather. I have never experienced another race who manages to create huge problem out of a problem with a simple solution. Why do you have to twist everything?” he asked with a certain hopelessness in his voice.
“I suppose your option is to storm in and kill everything in your way?” Severus asked him dryly. The vampire shrugged.
“If it helps.”
“So what now?” Harry asked.
“I want you to come with me, and learn our ways. Especially since you’ll be a half vampire very soon. I want you to understand what it means to be a vampire. That grease ball over there can tag along if you want,” he said.
“Alright.”
“No, you’re not going anywhere Potter!” Severus said.
“We can go without you if you want,” Charmz said sharply, a threat in his voice and Snape backed down even if it seemed to hurt him to do so. Snape inclined his head to show he had accepted it. They would go, somewhere.
Harry had packed whatever little he had, and Severus quickly gathered together a few things that he needed as well. They then tumbled downstairs and waited for Chaimz to reveal where they’d go and by what means they would use to get there.
“I can not tell you were my house is located, but I will take you there. Hold onto me,” the vampire said and they reluctantly did as told. Harry still had a touching people-problem. Severus shrunk their bags and put it in his pockets. Then they were off. They landed in the middle of no where.
“This is where you live?” and astonished Harry said. He had expected a gothic looking castle such as Dracula in the movies had, or even a manor, but this! A black bloody hole into the darkness?”
“A fucking cave, this is great fang teeth, does it even have a bed?” Snape asked snidely. He was not happy about this, and the world around Snape knew that an sour Snape could be a deadly Snape.
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THE DEATH DANCER
CHAPTER 12
BETA: D.A. Woods
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Severus was hovering around in the background. He seemed to pace back and forth without ever turning his head away from Harry. He really was quite the guardian. Harry himself sat anxiously in the sofa with his hands tightly pressed together between his knees. He was looking at the floor and hardly dared to look up.
Opposite from him sat a vampire stiffly and tried to ignore the very irritating vision of Snape glaring at him. To say the whole situation was awkward was an understatement.
“So… son. How have you been?” the vampire Charmz spoke. Harry had to bit his tongue from squeaking at the sudden voice. He glanced up briefly and quickly looked down again. This vampire was dangerous! He could feel it with every fiber in his body. Charmz positively radiated an dark, powerful aura which promised sudden death if anyone dared defy him.
“You’re not scared of me, are you?” Charmz asked and Harry thought he heard a hint of amusement in his voice, but he wasn’t sure. He could hardly see why scaring family would be so amusing. Talk about twisted humor!
“Perhaps a little,” he confessed warily. It would probably be no point lying, he had heard that vampires were mind readers and could detect a lie from miles away.
“There is no need to, you’re my son,” Charmz said obvious to the fact that it could sometimes mean less than nothing for humans.
“Uh-huh. So you won’t bite me?” he asked. Charmz laughed at him.
“Now, why would I do that? Especially after that man,” he said and glared over at Severus who sneered right back “Rubbed your neck in blueberries.” True enough, Snape had indeed grinded a couple of frozen blueberries and rubbed his neck in it. He was all messy and blue-purple but Snape had insisted. Harry didn’t know why because Severus had refused to tell him.
“What does it matter?” he asked curiously and began to fully look at his father. The man had vivid green eyes like himself and black hair. He looked young, no more than 35 and he was tall. He was an unspoken authority. Clearly he himself had inherited the knock for leadership from his father.
“It is not a very known fact that vampires detest blueberries, I simply can’t stand the smell and taste of it! Humans and other creatures have this mixed up with garlic. We have no problem with garlic, in fact, I often find myself enjoying the taste of freshly baked garlic bread. If I remember correctly there was a slight mishap with language skills that made this wrong assumption about it.”
“Severus, how did you know about this?” Harry asked and turned around.
“Eyes on the vampire Harry!” Severus said sternly and Harry immediately turned around again. “My mothers uncle was a vampire. He was killed later on.”
“How sad,” Charmz said but didn’t sound the least like it. “Harry… we really need to do something about that name by the way, have you thought about leaving this place to go with me?”
“That’s out of question!” Snape snapped before Harry had the change to respond.
“Believe me Snape, it is not an issue;” Charmz said icily. Harry hurried to interfere before Snape turned himself into vampire food.
“I can’t go with you right now. I have a responsibility here.”
“With Voldemort you mean,” Charmz said and Harry was surprised that he knew about it. Then again he shouldn’t be. “You don’t have to worry about that. I’ll pull some of my threads to my connections and Voldemort is finite.”
“It’s not that simple,” Harry argued. “I am the only one to kill him.”
Charmz paused for a second in thought.
“Well then, we will make the way to him and you can off him,” he said. Snape rolled his eyes.
“You’re arrogant to believe you can pull that one off. Voldemort have warded himself against vampires after your breed denied to join him and recognize him as master.”
“There are ways past that ridiculous charm he preformed. We could have brought it down ages ago if only we had tried. Until now we have had no reasons for attacking. You forget who I am Snape. I am the king of Europe, and thus more powerful than you can ever imagine. Vampires existed before humans were created.”
Snape snorted.
“Then what did you feed on if there was no blood?” he asked, Charmz rolled his eyes.
“Vampires are a modified life form of Dark Angels, of Lucifer’s like. They are called Djinns, angels made of a fire with no smoke. We simply fed off angels before, but we’re not here to talk about the beginning.” Harry listened with fascination. He began to understand why Hermione read so much. He couldn’t believe how many exciting things he was missing out on.
“You’re making it sound so easy,” he said to his father. Charmz snorted.
“Humans! You’re making a hen out of a feather. I have never experienced another race who manages to create huge problem out of a problem with a simple solution. Why do you have to twist everything?” he asked with a certain hopelessness in his voice.
“I suppose your option is to storm in and kill everything in your way?” Severus asked him dryly. The vampire shrugged.
“If it helps.”
“So what now?” Harry asked.
“I want you to come with me, and learn our ways. Especially since you’ll be a half vampire very soon. I want you to understand what it means to be a vampire. That grease ball over there can tag along if you want,” he said.
“Alright.”
“No, you’re not going anywhere Potter!” Severus said.
“We can go without you if you want,” Charmz said sharply, a threat in his voice and Snape backed down even if it seemed to hurt him to do so. Snape inclined his head to show he had accepted it. They would go, somewhere.
Harry had packed whatever little he had, and Severus quickly gathered together a few things that he needed as well. They then tumbled downstairs and waited for Chaimz to reveal where they’d go and by what means they would use to get there.
“I can not tell you were my house is located, but I will take you there. Hold onto me,” the vampire said and they reluctantly did as told. Harry still had a touching people-problem. Severus shrunk their bags and put it in his pockets. Then they were off. They landed in the middle of no where.
“This is where you live?” and astonished Harry said. He had expected a gothic looking castle such as Dracula in the movies had, or even a manor, but this! A black bloody hole into the darkness?”
“A fucking cave, this is great fang teeth, does it even have a bed?” Snape asked snidely. He was not happy about this, and the world around Snape knew that an sour Snape could be a deadly Snape.