Crimsion Kiss

Recap Chapter 17

Snape had an almost feral look in his eyes as he gathered some of the cum in his mouth and moved to kiss Harry, not pulling back until he knew Harry had swallowed it.

“Mine.”

Chapter 18

Harry turned the page of his book, frowning as he realized it was not going to help him with his Transfiguration essay. Getting nowhere fast, he opened yet another book, this one much thicker then the rest.

“The history of Transfiguration dates back to the age of Merlin: A time when only the Goddess Queen Mab and her direct followers had the ability to change one object to another.”

“Age of Merlin – Queen Mab.” Harry mumbled as he took notes.

“Merlin, the man with no mortal father, was self taught until the age of 15, resulting in the transfiguration of a stick to save the life of a muggle girl. But at the demand of Queen Mab, was taught basic control and theory by her gnome, Frik.”

“Self taught, later instruction by gnome… No mortal father?”

“What are you doing still up, Harry?”

Harry turned, looking at Draco with blurry eyes. “Just finishing some assignments due tomorrow. McGonagall is going to kill me if I don’t finish this, I’m already close to failing.”

“What did you get?”

“History of Transfiguration.”

“What? That’s an easy one! I’ve got The History of Elf Magic and it’s effects on modern Transfiguration. Do you know how many types of Elves are out there?”

“But I don’t understand any of this! Here.” Harry tilted the book so Draco could read as well. “No mortal father. How is that possible? None of this makes sense.”

“Merlin?” Draco frowned. “Harry, he’s like… the guy who muggles believe in. The one who was born from a virgin?”

“You mean Jesus?”

“In a way, yes. Merlin had one muggle mother, you see? But this was during a time when the muggle religion was taking over. Every religion is made true by the amount of faith you put into it. Christianity was converting people, taking away our faith and lessening the power of our Gods and Goddess’. Queen Mab fought back. She decided to create a Man, one that could save us. She chose a muggle who had always held her faith and used her magic to impregnate her. The mother died during the birth but the child was fine. He was the first muggle born wizard.” Draco paused taking a deep breath.

“Many of the older families still blame Merlin for what he did. He was the first muggle born and he proved that muggles do not have the control to possess so much power.”

“What do you mean?” Harry asked, truly becoming interested.

“When Merlin’s mother died, Queen Mab entrusted him to another of her followers, to raise him in the ways of humans; reading, writing, compassion, things like that. Things that everyone is taught at a young age… But Ambrosia raised him as a Christian. She turned her back on Queen Mab."

“I’ve read the muggle stories of Merlin and King Arthur. They say he was a great wizard who helped so many people. But he wasn’t. He almost killed our kind completely.” Draco looked at Harry, his eyes almost pleading.

“When Merlin finally began to show signs of magic, it was to save a muggle girl who he had met only moments before. Queen Mab brought him to her realm to study, he was meant to teach other wizards in their ways. He left her before his studies were done, so Queen Mab went to head him off at Ambrosia’s but that only served to upset him more. He refused to use any magic, claiming that he would not give Queen Mab any power over him. Then came a day that he had to use magic to save the muggle girl he had fallen in love with. Harry… Harry, he spent his entire life to bring down Queen Mab. He turned her own people against her in spite! Very few people even believed the old stories about her, even less still believed in her power.”

“What happened to Mab?”

“Queen Mab. She went into hiding, too weak to do much else. It wasn’t until a few hundred years after Merlin’s death that she was strong enough to come out again. She gathered followers, those that knew of her from their families’ history or legends. Merlin destroyed the hope and faith of so many people, simply because he thought Queen Mab had killed Ambrosia.”

“Did she?” Harry asked.

“No one knows. Queen Mab was powerful, yes, and ruthless but Ambrosia was old and sickly to begin with. It very well could have been her fate and Queen Mab was in the wrong place at the wrong time.”

“If he did so many bad things, then why isn’t he frowned upon?”

“Because of people like Arthur Weasley and Albus Dumbledore. Say what you will about them but they would save a muggle or muggle born over a wizard any day. Dumbledore has already proven that- when the Dark Lord attacked you as a baby. Dumbledore knew he was going to attack, and he knew that All Hallows Eve was the strongest night to do it. But he was protecting a muggle reporter who had leaked some photos of a dragon from having his memory swiped. He could have saved your parents but he chose not to, Harry… he could have saved you.”

---HPSS---

Harry spent the rest of the week alone, his essay was late and he'd received detentions not only in that class but two others as well. With everything he needed to think about, he just couldn’t seem to care about his class work.

Thankful that it was Saturday morning and he had no classes, Harry closed his eyes to try and relax.

It was hard to understand everything. First, Dumbledore’s family had cursed the Siren’s. Then Dumbledore himself banded all study of Siren’s. And now, Dumbledore chose to protect a muggles' memory over the lives of him and his parents. What did it all mean?

“You’ll send yourself to an early grave like that.”

Harry opened his eyes, looking at Draco.

“How did things with Luna go last night?”

“Fine, I’m guessing. It was only dinner in the Great Hall but at least we got some alone time.” Draco smirked. “I threatened to bite anyone who came within 2 yards of us.”

Harry laughed. It was nice that Draco was able to be open with his mate... Kinda sweet. "Have you told your father yet?"

"Not yet, but he's coming this week end to talk about my marks in Muggle Studies."

"Are you failing?"

"Not really, I just got a low mark on an essay because of certain views I hold," Draco smirked. "It seems it's not correct to say that muggles are savages. Even if it is true."

"You're hopeless, you know that right?"

"Oh shut up!." Draco laughed as he tossed a pillow at Harry.

Harry smiled, lapsing into silence for a moment. "Thank you." He said. And Draco must have understood because he just nodded and laid down next to Harry, yawning. "Wanker" Harry mummbled, drifting off.

---HPSS---

"Harry?" Draco woke up from his short nap, remembering he needed to talk to the former Gryffindor before his father's visit but Harry was no where to be found. He'd searched the dorms, the commom room, the lavotries, and the Great Hall. Now, standing out at the Quidditch Pitch, Draco was seiously getting pissed off.

"If you're looking for Harry, he already went down to Potions."

Draco jerked around, more startled by the fact that someone had snuck up on him then by the fact that is was so clear who he was looking for. "And why should I trust you?"

Justin just smirked at him, tilting his head to the side. "You don't have to. But why would I know Harry was in the Potions room, on a day he doesn't have any classes, if he wasn't really there?"

Draco glared, unsure if he should believe him or not. "You could be leading me into a trap."

"I could." Justin nodded. "But you'll never know unless you go find out for yourself." He smirked, walking away with a little chuckle and leaving behind a very confussed Draco.

---HPSS---

Harry understood that his friends cared about him, really he did. And he understood that even if they doubted him, they would stand by him in the end. But! That did not mean he understood why his two former best friends had called him to the 7th floor and asked to speak to him in the Room of Requirment.

Ron shifted in his seat, glancing at Hermione a few times and causing Harry to raise an eyebrow at him. "Right then." Ron mubbled. "First things first I guess. We-"

"You are being completely irrational, Harry. Both Ron and I only did what we thought was best. We did not want to come to you with a half told story that we may or may not have understood correctly. Only after all the facts have been uncovered can one make an informed conclusion."

"Really?" Harry snorted. "And just what kind of informed conclusion did you come to?"

Ron glanced at Hermione again, clearly trying to find the words to explain. "Well... Sirius seems to be pretty much in the dark about everything."

"Besides the delusions that my mum was evil."

"But it's just that. A delusion, a gut feeling that something wasn't right. He's as confussed about everything as you are, Harry. Maybe more so because he actually spent time with your parents and never knew."

"Ron is right. Sirius is as good as innocent in this."

"And Remus?"

"Harry-"

"Ron you heard what Draco said the other week. Remus knew Draco was a Vampire in 3rd year. How could he not know I had creature blood as well? And what about my mum?" Harry glared at the two. "So? Anything to say about that?"

Hermione cleared her throat. "Remus seems to know something but he's not telling. Dumbledore called us into his office the other day and demanded we stop harrassing professors during thier private times."

"He makes it sound like you were trying to join them while they were having sex."

"Harry that isn't funny! Ron, why are you laughing?"

For the first time in a while, as he laughed with Ron, Harry felt that things were at least a little normal still.

"I know you both mean well." Harry started. "But you can't keep hiding things from me. Even if it is half the story, let me help you find the rest. Just don't keep me out."

Ron just nodded, keeping his eyes down and smiling a little. It was Hermione that really surprised Harry. With a cry of joy, she launched herslf at him and kissed him on the cheek.

"We are both sorry, aren't we Ron? I promise we will never do anything like that again!"

"Yeah. We didn't mean for it to be the way it was. We just wanted to find out what was happening so we could help you."

Harry smiled, then blushed bright red at Hermione's next question.

"So how are things with Snape?"

---HPSS---

Draco walked slowly in the doungens. It seemed too quiet and he had yet to see a single student. It was saturday, students should have been running and joking around. As Draco felt he had gone too far already and turned to leave, he was grabbed from behind and pulled into an empty classroom, the door locked firmly behind him...

.....
A/N: Been away for a long time. Sorry about that. I'm sure I could write another chapter just going over what has happened but it's my life and very personal so I'll just stick with 'I'm sorry' and hope you all don't start in on how I should have put my life on hold for this. Story is complete (2 endings that I will be choosing from depending on the feedback) and I really want to get this posted a.s.a.p... No more author notes from here. If you have a question or anything please leave your email so I can respond b/c I won't do it in a chapter. I hope you enjoy! And no flames, please? If you don't like the story or have any problems with it, keep in mind that I'm not forcing you to read this and you are free to leave at any time. Story is going to be a little differnt, after all it's been over a year since wrote ANYTHING, but I'm trying my best to stay true to it.

Thank you-