The Unexpected
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
2,669
Reviews:
10
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 1
The Unexpected
Chapter One
Harry woke up slowly, but quickly realized that he was not where he was supposed to be. This was not the park on the swings or his bed at his relative’s house. He seemed to be lying in an enormous bed. It was soft, and layered with silken sheets.
Harry tried to move his head but as his head protested with a sharp pain that went right trough his head and right into his spine. ‘What happened?’ he thought. The last thing he remembered was sitting in the park, having the feeling of someone watching him, and then the world going black.
Harry opened his eyes, careful of his throbbing headache, and asked himself aloud “What the fuck happened?”
“Ah Mister Potter, I’m glad to see that you are finally awake. Are you thirsty?”
“Who are you and what do you want with me?”
“Are you Thirsty?” The stranger asked again.
Harry bolted upright. “No God damn it! Now answers my fucking questions!”
The man raised an eyebrow in his direction, completely ignoring his outburst. “Mister Potter I feel that you are in no condition to be making any kind of demands, as you are currently sitting in my bed in only your boxer shorts and have no wand.”
Harry looked down, the stranger was correct; he was only in his boxers. “Whaa…”
“Mister Potter if you will please reframe from any other outburst then I shall explain everything.”
Harry was torn. He wanted answers and he wanted them now, but his outburst would get him nowhere. He looked down and nodded.
“Ah, very well… As to your first question, who am I? My name is Artemis Maxwell. As to your second question, what do I want with you? That is the question in deed. Maybe I should start from the beginning.
“Mister Potter I am I vampire and was on my weekly hunt when I came across a familiar scent, it was very faint but there none the less. I followed the scent and it led me straight to you.”
“Me? Why me...What do you mean my scent is familiar to you?”
“If you please I shall explain everything. When I first got wind of the scent, I was puzzled for it has not been around for hundreds of years. Yet it was clearly coming from you. Mister Potter the scent that you carry is that of a very old, pureblood vampire blood. Mister Potter you are not a direct decedent of this blood line, but somewhere along the lines, one of your ancestors was the lover of the vampire prince and produced an offspring, thus giving you the vampire blood.”
“But I thought that you said that this blood has not been around for sometime?”
“Good Mister Potter, it shows that you are paying attention. Sadly, much like the wizards, we went into a war. Many lost their lives. Almost all of your vampire blood kin was killed”
“Wait, almost all?”
“Yes, my mother went into hiding. She was already six months pregnant with me and did not want to lose her life or me. Before you ask Mister Potter, yes that does mean that we are distantly related. Also, I’m afraid that I must inform you that you will be staying the remainder of your summer here at my manor with me.”
“What? But why?”
“Last night, I took it upon myself to heighten your vampirism blood, by turning you.”
TBC
Chapter One
Harry woke up slowly, but quickly realized that he was not where he was supposed to be. This was not the park on the swings or his bed at his relative’s house. He seemed to be lying in an enormous bed. It was soft, and layered with silken sheets.
Harry tried to move his head but as his head protested with a sharp pain that went right trough his head and right into his spine. ‘What happened?’ he thought. The last thing he remembered was sitting in the park, having the feeling of someone watching him, and then the world going black.
Harry opened his eyes, careful of his throbbing headache, and asked himself aloud “What the fuck happened?”
“Ah Mister Potter, I’m glad to see that you are finally awake. Are you thirsty?”
“Who are you and what do you want with me?”
“Are you Thirsty?” The stranger asked again.
Harry bolted upright. “No God damn it! Now answers my fucking questions!”
The man raised an eyebrow in his direction, completely ignoring his outburst. “Mister Potter I feel that you are in no condition to be making any kind of demands, as you are currently sitting in my bed in only your boxer shorts and have no wand.”
Harry looked down, the stranger was correct; he was only in his boxers. “Whaa…”
“Mister Potter if you will please reframe from any other outburst then I shall explain everything.”
Harry was torn. He wanted answers and he wanted them now, but his outburst would get him nowhere. He looked down and nodded.
“Ah, very well… As to your first question, who am I? My name is Artemis Maxwell. As to your second question, what do I want with you? That is the question in deed. Maybe I should start from the beginning.
“Mister Potter I am I vampire and was on my weekly hunt when I came across a familiar scent, it was very faint but there none the less. I followed the scent and it led me straight to you.”
“Me? Why me...What do you mean my scent is familiar to you?”
“If you please I shall explain everything. When I first got wind of the scent, I was puzzled for it has not been around for hundreds of years. Yet it was clearly coming from you. Mister Potter the scent that you carry is that of a very old, pureblood vampire blood. Mister Potter you are not a direct decedent of this blood line, but somewhere along the lines, one of your ancestors was the lover of the vampire prince and produced an offspring, thus giving you the vampire blood.”
“But I thought that you said that this blood has not been around for sometime?”
“Good Mister Potter, it shows that you are paying attention. Sadly, much like the wizards, we went into a war. Many lost their lives. Almost all of your vampire blood kin was killed”
“Wait, almost all?”
“Yes, my mother went into hiding. She was already six months pregnant with me and did not want to lose her life or me. Before you ask Mister Potter, yes that does mean that we are distantly related. Also, I’m afraid that I must inform you that you will be staying the remainder of your summer here at my manor with me.”
“What? But why?”
“Last night, I took it upon myself to heighten your vampirism blood, by turning you.”
TBC