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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
10
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3,572
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4
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Currently Reading:
2
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Chapter one
All characters belong to Jk Rowling. I do not profit from these stories.
All warnings and characters are for present and future chapters they will change should I realize something is missing.
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Tom awoke with a splitting headache and a feeling of impending doom. Something was coming through his link with Harry and it was not good.
“Severus!” Tom called into the green flames he produced by throwing the shimmering powder in them.
Severus Snape stepped through the fire moments later kneeling before his lord, head bowed.
“Severus, stand up there is no time for formalities!” Tom practically screamed at him. Panic was taking over and he was losing his composure. Contrary to popular belief he did not wish for the death of the “savior” of the wizarding world.
Severus was a little worried seeing Tom this way normally he was the picture of calm composure, never letting the mask drop except around those closest to him and then he was still somewhat reserved. This was too frantic and it had him worried about what could have happened.
“My lord, Tom, what is going on?” Severus asked slowly approaching the pacing man.
“Where is Harry?! There is something wrong! I know you have your reasons for keeping his location unknown, but he is in danger, I can feel it!” Tom spewed not even taking a breath between words.
“I will take you to him, Tom. It is clear that there is something “upsetting you (understatement much?) So we will go check on him.” Severus said.
Tom glared at him for the “upset” comment that did not begin to describe what he was feeling at the moment.
Tom had in the mean time dressed so that he would not be meeting danger in only his skivvies. Not that he is not attractive enough it just is not intimidating and that is what he needed to be.
The snake face look is only a glamour he uses so that he can leave the relative safety of Riddle Manor without being recognized by the masses. In reality Tom does not look a day over 17 years old, the age he was when he was bitten and turned by a vampire ( but that is a story for later) Tom is 6” 2’ muscular, but slim. Midnight black hair and those trademark blood red eyes, he was rather ravishing in his own opinion as well as many of those around him.
He did however forgo the snake face glamour so as not to alarm what could be an already fragile Harry, he still had no idea what kind of shape the little lion was in (oops did I say little lion? No I couldn’t have).
Tom took a hold of Severus’ arm and waited to be apparated to the home of the boy-who-lived.
It was quiet on Privet Drive when they arrived. It was peaceful and normal as any other muggle neighborhood. Severus and Tom approached the door and magically unlocked it. They quickly and quietly made their way to the small room that Harry occupied during his summers with the Dursley’s.
They carefully opened the door to a dark room and looked around for any danger, there was they could see. They stepped forward and cast lumos on both wands. What met their eyes made their blood turn to ice in their veins. (A/N yes they have blood in their veins.)
Harry lay sprawled across his rumpled, blood soaked bed. He was covered from head to toe in lacerations that bled freely. He was breathing (barely) and they could hear the gurgle of blood in his throat and lungs.
Tom and Severus looked from the boy finally and shared a silent conversation that needed no spoke words; he was a good as dead.
Tom strode forward quickly and took the dying boy in his arms so that his back was pressed firmly against Tom’s chest. Placing one arm around his emaciated waist and the other held his head in a position that allowed him access to the boy’s neck.
Tom wasted no time in plunging his gangs into Harry’s neck and beginning to drink his life force.
When he felt the last beat of the boys weak heart he slashed his wrist carefully and put it to the boys mouth trickling it down his throat waiting for the boy to respond.
Several minutes went by before Harry finally began to gently suckle from the offered wrist as if drinking from a mother’s breast. It slowly became more, more suction, more fangs, and more force. Once he sank fangs into Tom’s wrist and reached to hold it in place Tom gently pulled away earning him a desperate moan of displeasure.
“Shh, baby it is ok we will feed you a meal soon, first we must get you to a safe location.” Tom whispered into the boys ear.
Tom stood not letting go of Harry; he was bound to be weak, and guided him to Severus.
“Take him to Malfoy Manor, I will be there shortly.” Tom said letting Severus take Harry into his arms bridal style before apparating them to the manor.
With a few flicks Tom had packed all of Harry’s belongings and cleaned the bed leaving no evidence of what had transpired, at least no one had place the Dark Mark above this atrocity!
For years the side of the light had been murdering innocents and some of their own and placing the Dark Mark above it to frame Tom and his death eaters in an attempt to turn the publics eye away from the true reason for the war, eradication of vampires.
All warnings and characters are for present and future chapters they will change should I realize something is missing.
HPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHP
Tom awoke with a splitting headache and a feeling of impending doom. Something was coming through his link with Harry and it was not good.
“Severus!” Tom called into the green flames he produced by throwing the shimmering powder in them.
Severus Snape stepped through the fire moments later kneeling before his lord, head bowed.
“Severus, stand up there is no time for formalities!” Tom practically screamed at him. Panic was taking over and he was losing his composure. Contrary to popular belief he did not wish for the death of the “savior” of the wizarding world.
Severus was a little worried seeing Tom this way normally he was the picture of calm composure, never letting the mask drop except around those closest to him and then he was still somewhat reserved. This was too frantic and it had him worried about what could have happened.
“My lord, Tom, what is going on?” Severus asked slowly approaching the pacing man.
“Where is Harry?! There is something wrong! I know you have your reasons for keeping his location unknown, but he is in danger, I can feel it!” Tom spewed not even taking a breath between words.
“I will take you to him, Tom. It is clear that there is something “upsetting you (understatement much?) So we will go check on him.” Severus said.
Tom glared at him for the “upset” comment that did not begin to describe what he was feeling at the moment.
Tom had in the mean time dressed so that he would not be meeting danger in only his skivvies. Not that he is not attractive enough it just is not intimidating and that is what he needed to be.
The snake face look is only a glamour he uses so that he can leave the relative safety of Riddle Manor without being recognized by the masses. In reality Tom does not look a day over 17 years old, the age he was when he was bitten and turned by a vampire ( but that is a story for later) Tom is 6” 2’ muscular, but slim. Midnight black hair and those trademark blood red eyes, he was rather ravishing in his own opinion as well as many of those around him.
He did however forgo the snake face glamour so as not to alarm what could be an already fragile Harry, he still had no idea what kind of shape the little lion was in (oops did I say little lion? No I couldn’t have).
Tom took a hold of Severus’ arm and waited to be apparated to the home of the boy-who-lived.
It was quiet on Privet Drive when they arrived. It was peaceful and normal as any other muggle neighborhood. Severus and Tom approached the door and magically unlocked it. They quickly and quietly made their way to the small room that Harry occupied during his summers with the Dursley’s.
They carefully opened the door to a dark room and looked around for any danger, there was they could see. They stepped forward and cast lumos on both wands. What met their eyes made their blood turn to ice in their veins. (A/N yes they have blood in their veins.)
Harry lay sprawled across his rumpled, blood soaked bed. He was covered from head to toe in lacerations that bled freely. He was breathing (barely) and they could hear the gurgle of blood in his throat and lungs.
Tom and Severus looked from the boy finally and shared a silent conversation that needed no spoke words; he was a good as dead.
Tom strode forward quickly and took the dying boy in his arms so that his back was pressed firmly against Tom’s chest. Placing one arm around his emaciated waist and the other held his head in a position that allowed him access to the boy’s neck.
Tom wasted no time in plunging his gangs into Harry’s neck and beginning to drink his life force.
When he felt the last beat of the boys weak heart he slashed his wrist carefully and put it to the boys mouth trickling it down his throat waiting for the boy to respond.
Several minutes went by before Harry finally began to gently suckle from the offered wrist as if drinking from a mother’s breast. It slowly became more, more suction, more fangs, and more force. Once he sank fangs into Tom’s wrist and reached to hold it in place Tom gently pulled away earning him a desperate moan of displeasure.
“Shh, baby it is ok we will feed you a meal soon, first we must get you to a safe location.” Tom whispered into the boys ear.
Tom stood not letting go of Harry; he was bound to be weak, and guided him to Severus.
“Take him to Malfoy Manor, I will be there shortly.” Tom said letting Severus take Harry into his arms bridal style before apparating them to the manor.
With a few flicks Tom had packed all of Harry’s belongings and cleaned the bed leaving no evidence of what had transpired, at least no one had place the Dark Mark above this atrocity!
For years the side of the light had been murdering innocents and some of their own and placing the Dark Mark above it to frame Tom and his death eaters in an attempt to turn the publics eye away from the true reason for the war, eradication of vampires.