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Harry Potter Crossovers › General - Misc
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
14,495
Reviews:
55
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
6
Disclaimer:
I don't own HP or AB. I donot gain any money from writing this fic. I don't own the characters. The only thing I have is a copy of all 7 HP books.
Chapter 2
Sorry if AB characters seem OC, as I said I don’t know anything about them besides what I’ve read in ff.
Chapter 2
The next night as the sun was setting on the horizon Harry finally stirred. One of the first things he noticed was that instead of lying on cold asphalt he was laying in a comfy king size bed. Turing his head to the right Harry saw his glasses on the bed side table. Putting his glasses on revealed the glass of water that was located there as well. Before he could move to do anything the door leading into the room was opened.
“I see you were able to wake.” The person who entered noted. “Do you need help sitting up?” Harry nodded his head afraid that he couldn’t speak. The man helped him sit up in bed and handed him the glass of water. After sipping half of the glass Harry handed the water back.
“How are you feeling?”
“Alright. Where am I?” Harry asked quietly.
“Don’t worry you’re still in London. This is a house that a friend procured for me. My name is Asher. What’s yours little one?” Asher asked while sitting on the edge of the bed, which Harry now noticed looked Victorian.
“Harry, sir.”
“Do you have a last name?”
“Potter.” Harry cringed thinking that someone else will recognize his name. He didn’t want this nice man to react like everyone else. He hoped that this man was not like everyone else and would be kind and would see him as just Harry.
“It is very nice to meet you Harry Potter. You were severely injured when I noticed you yesterday. How did you receive those injuries?” Asher asked while brushing away Harry’s bangs from his face. Asher wasn’t sure why but he was drawn to touch this boy.
“My uncle sir. He wasn’t happy with the work that I did, so he beat me and left me there.” Harry replied as he leaned into Asher’s touch unconsciously. Harry smiled as Asher continued to run his fingers through his hair. Harry slowly started relaxing around Asher and leaned towards his body.
“Do you have anywhere to go?” Asher asked while pulling Harry closer to him and slipping an arm around his waist to help him stay stable.
“Not really.” Harry replied not wanting to reveal the wizarding world even if he had only been in it for four years. Harry also didn’t have a great love for it right now since they didn’t believe him about Voldemort coming back. He leaned his head against Asher and started to drift off to Asher’s stroking.
“Would you like to travel and live with me?”
“Could I really?” Harry asked before he fell asleep leaning against Asher. Asher smiled down at Harry and carefully moved him back into a lying position. With one last look at Harry, Asher left out the door into the night. He had some hunting to do after all even vampires need to eat and he couldn’t feed from Harry yet.
Couple of Days Later
After waking up multiple nights with Asher there to help him eat and drink Harry grew attached to him. Each night Asher would gain information about Harry as he healed him. Eventually Harry became well enough to move around, sit on his own, and walk to and from the bathroom.
One night as Asher was sitting in the den waiting for Harry to wake up he got a surprise. Harry waked in slowly and moved over to Asher. Asher smiled gently and moved Harry to sit on his lap, with Harry’s back to his chest. Sitting like this staring into the fire, straddling Asher’s legs, Harry leaned back to rest against Asher and laid his head on Asher’s shoulder.
Asher had yet to feed that night or the night before so Harry having his head tilted back, baring his throat, made a delicious sight.
“Harry do you trust me?”
“Yes.” Ashe moved one of his arms down lower to rest against Harry’s lap, his hand on Harry’s left hip. The other slid up Harry’s arm lightly and came to a rent on his shoulder.
“Did you know Harry that I’m not like you at all?”
“I noticed some things, like how you don’t eat with me or how you are only up at night.”
“Do you know why?” Asher asked as he moved his head closer to Harry’s neck.
“No.” Harry asked a little breathlessly. He hadn’t ever had someone touch him like this and it was making warmth travel throughout his body.
“I’m a vampire Harry, I only feed on blood. Could I fee off of you Harry? It won’t hurt; in fact I can make this very pleasurable…” Asher trailed off as he noticed the slight nodding that Harry was doing. Grinning, Asher moved his left arm further up until his hand was resting on Harry’s chin holding the neck in the perfect position.
“Tell me Harry, how old are you?” Asher asked as his right hand moved up and down on Harry’s hip creating small circles of pleasure.
“What, what day is it?” Harry asked a little breathlessly as he gripped the chair arms.
“The 31st of July.”
“Then I’m 15.”
“Well then, Happy Birthday.” Asher said right before he sank his fangs into Harry’s neck while making sure to send pleasure through Harry’s body.
As the first wave of pleasure cursed through him Harry clung tighter to the arms of the chair. When the next wave hit Harry was unprepared for the increase of pleasure or for the pleasure to travel south. If it wasn’t for Asher holding him so close to his body Harry would have arched off of Asher straining for something that even he didn’t know about. Lucky for him Asher knew how to help the birthday-boy and slid his right hand from Harry’s hip over to the erection that Harry was now supporting. By now Harry was rubbing himself against Asher’s lap looking for some friction while Asher cupped him and pulled him back further and further each time so that Harry’s ass was pushing against Asher. With one last suck of Harry’s neck Asher withdrew his fangs at the same time that Harry has his first release ever. Harry sagged back against Asher feeling worn out form all of the sensations traveling through his body and fell asleep still in Asher’s lap.
Asher picked Harry up and took him back to the master bedroom, cleaned him up, and tucked him back into bed. He then left to take care of himself; after all after all of the rubbing Harry did Asher now had his own problem to take care of.
So how was the slash scene? First I’ve ever written, not the first I’ve ever imagined. Some might think this is going to fast for Harry, but Harry has no real love for the wizarding world that consistently goes against anything he says, and is consistently slandering him in the paper. Also Asher is offering something new for Harry, a chance for him to live as he wants. And after seeing someone die Harry deserves a little treat. Right?
So please review and let me know what you think. I will not update until I get some reviews.
Chapter 2
The next night as the sun was setting on the horizon Harry finally stirred. One of the first things he noticed was that instead of lying on cold asphalt he was laying in a comfy king size bed. Turing his head to the right Harry saw his glasses on the bed side table. Putting his glasses on revealed the glass of water that was located there as well. Before he could move to do anything the door leading into the room was opened.
“I see you were able to wake.” The person who entered noted. “Do you need help sitting up?” Harry nodded his head afraid that he couldn’t speak. The man helped him sit up in bed and handed him the glass of water. After sipping half of the glass Harry handed the water back.
“How are you feeling?”
“Alright. Where am I?” Harry asked quietly.
“Don’t worry you’re still in London. This is a house that a friend procured for me. My name is Asher. What’s yours little one?” Asher asked while sitting on the edge of the bed, which Harry now noticed looked Victorian.
“Harry, sir.”
“Do you have a last name?”
“Potter.” Harry cringed thinking that someone else will recognize his name. He didn’t want this nice man to react like everyone else. He hoped that this man was not like everyone else and would be kind and would see him as just Harry.
“It is very nice to meet you Harry Potter. You were severely injured when I noticed you yesterday. How did you receive those injuries?” Asher asked while brushing away Harry’s bangs from his face. Asher wasn’t sure why but he was drawn to touch this boy.
“My uncle sir. He wasn’t happy with the work that I did, so he beat me and left me there.” Harry replied as he leaned into Asher’s touch unconsciously. Harry smiled as Asher continued to run his fingers through his hair. Harry slowly started relaxing around Asher and leaned towards his body.
“Do you have anywhere to go?” Asher asked while pulling Harry closer to him and slipping an arm around his waist to help him stay stable.
“Not really.” Harry replied not wanting to reveal the wizarding world even if he had only been in it for four years. Harry also didn’t have a great love for it right now since they didn’t believe him about Voldemort coming back. He leaned his head against Asher and started to drift off to Asher’s stroking.
“Would you like to travel and live with me?”
“Could I really?” Harry asked before he fell asleep leaning against Asher. Asher smiled down at Harry and carefully moved him back into a lying position. With one last look at Harry, Asher left out the door into the night. He had some hunting to do after all even vampires need to eat and he couldn’t feed from Harry yet.
Couple of Days Later
After waking up multiple nights with Asher there to help him eat and drink Harry grew attached to him. Each night Asher would gain information about Harry as he healed him. Eventually Harry became well enough to move around, sit on his own, and walk to and from the bathroom.
One night as Asher was sitting in the den waiting for Harry to wake up he got a surprise. Harry waked in slowly and moved over to Asher. Asher smiled gently and moved Harry to sit on his lap, with Harry’s back to his chest. Sitting like this staring into the fire, straddling Asher’s legs, Harry leaned back to rest against Asher and laid his head on Asher’s shoulder.
Asher had yet to feed that night or the night before so Harry having his head tilted back, baring his throat, made a delicious sight.
“Harry do you trust me?”
“Yes.” Ashe moved one of his arms down lower to rest against Harry’s lap, his hand on Harry’s left hip. The other slid up Harry’s arm lightly and came to a rent on his shoulder.
“Did you know Harry that I’m not like you at all?”
“I noticed some things, like how you don’t eat with me or how you are only up at night.”
“Do you know why?” Asher asked as he moved his head closer to Harry’s neck.
“No.” Harry asked a little breathlessly. He hadn’t ever had someone touch him like this and it was making warmth travel throughout his body.
“I’m a vampire Harry, I only feed on blood. Could I fee off of you Harry? It won’t hurt; in fact I can make this very pleasurable…” Asher trailed off as he noticed the slight nodding that Harry was doing. Grinning, Asher moved his left arm further up until his hand was resting on Harry’s chin holding the neck in the perfect position.
“Tell me Harry, how old are you?” Asher asked as his right hand moved up and down on Harry’s hip creating small circles of pleasure.
“What, what day is it?” Harry asked a little breathlessly as he gripped the chair arms.
“The 31st of July.”
“Then I’m 15.”
“Well then, Happy Birthday.” Asher said right before he sank his fangs into Harry’s neck while making sure to send pleasure through Harry’s body.
As the first wave of pleasure cursed through him Harry clung tighter to the arms of the chair. When the next wave hit Harry was unprepared for the increase of pleasure or for the pleasure to travel south. If it wasn’t for Asher holding him so close to his body Harry would have arched off of Asher straining for something that even he didn’t know about. Lucky for him Asher knew how to help the birthday-boy and slid his right hand from Harry’s hip over to the erection that Harry was now supporting. By now Harry was rubbing himself against Asher’s lap looking for some friction while Asher cupped him and pulled him back further and further each time so that Harry’s ass was pushing against Asher. With one last suck of Harry’s neck Asher withdrew his fangs at the same time that Harry has his first release ever. Harry sagged back against Asher feeling worn out form all of the sensations traveling through his body and fell asleep still in Asher’s lap.
Asher picked Harry up and took him back to the master bedroom, cleaned him up, and tucked him back into bed. He then left to take care of himself; after all after all of the rubbing Harry did Asher now had his own problem to take care of.
So how was the slash scene? First I’ve ever written, not the first I’ve ever imagined. Some might think this is going to fast for Harry, but Harry has no real love for the wizarding world that consistently goes against anything he says, and is consistently slandering him in the paper. Also Asher is offering something new for Harry, a chance for him to live as he wants. And after seeing someone die Harry deserves a little treat. Right?
So please review and let me know what you think. I will not update until I get some reviews.