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Blood Lust
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
3,707
Reviews:
21
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.
New feelings
Harry strolled purposefully through the corridors of Hogwarts. He was undecided as to whether or not he should go to Dumbledore, but found that his trust in Dumbledore had been misplaced once, and he refused to make the same mistake again. And so he sought council in the only thing he could, books, in a very un-potter like style, he walked swiftly but gracefully down the corridors, and at an exponential speed, faster than any normal human could walk.
Upon reaching the library he immediately reached for a dark old and crusting book by instinct and sat down, the fact he had done this without thought had simply not passed through his mind. It was early in the morning when he entered the library, and late in the morning when he left, more puzzled than ever. If he was a vampire than why was he able to see into that mirror? Otherwise all the pieces seem accurate, he had also noticed his fangs upon reading of them, and was, he must admit, mildly impressed. However, he was suddenly overcome with a hunger so intense that he was staring at the exposed flesh of anyone that walked by. He tried to stop himself, but couldn’t resist, as Draco had said, and so reached out for Colin Creevy. Before his hand came close Draco appeared, moving him out of the way to the unsuspecting Creevy and into a small room that Harry had never noticed before. Immediately Draco provided a similar but not identical goblet to last night and Harry drank efulefully, even understanding it was blood.
His primal instinct at that moment warned against giving into Malfoy, and so Harry tried to back away, coming in contact with the wall. Malfoy smiled, and predatorily walked upto Harry, with a gleam tingeing his deep silver eyes. Harry gasped, noticing the look of hunger, and wildly looked around the room, when averting his face to Draco he found himself pushed up against the wall strongly, with soft lips caressing his own. He immediately melted in the arms of Draco, and moaned at the contact of Draco grinding himself into Harry. Draco took this opportunity to seek entrance into his mouth, exploring every crevice of it, and running his tongue over Harry’s fangs.
At the sound of the door being rattled, Draco stepped away from Harry, using all the restraint he had, and saw the frightened and worried look bordering on disgust in Harry’s eyes. The hurt in Draco’s was obvious and Harry immediately wanted to comfort him, much to his own surprise. The moment was interrupted by Snape, who looked at Potter and Malfoy, noticed the red swollen lips and disheveled states. He smirk firmly in place, he excused them both, and took 20 points from Gryffindor for good measure, thinking he might as well have a good start to the day.
As soon as Harry left the room, he fled, without looking back, telling himself many things, one, that he wasn’t gay two, that he kissed Malfoy, three, that he enjoyed and four, he would do anything to do it again, but this time without the interruption. In a corner outside the door that had been vacated, the fangs of a vampire could be seen, as a smile fixed itself of Draco’s face after hearing Harry’s thoughts. [Well] thought Draco [It seems I’ve succeeded in part one, now for part two…..]
Upon reaching the library he immediately reached for a dark old and crusting book by instinct and sat down, the fact he had done this without thought had simply not passed through his mind. It was early in the morning when he entered the library, and late in the morning when he left, more puzzled than ever. If he was a vampire than why was he able to see into that mirror? Otherwise all the pieces seem accurate, he had also noticed his fangs upon reading of them, and was, he must admit, mildly impressed. However, he was suddenly overcome with a hunger so intense that he was staring at the exposed flesh of anyone that walked by. He tried to stop himself, but couldn’t resist, as Draco had said, and so reached out for Colin Creevy. Before his hand came close Draco appeared, moving him out of the way to the unsuspecting Creevy and into a small room that Harry had never noticed before. Immediately Draco provided a similar but not identical goblet to last night and Harry drank efulefully, even understanding it was blood.
His primal instinct at that moment warned against giving into Malfoy, and so Harry tried to back away, coming in contact with the wall. Malfoy smiled, and predatorily walked upto Harry, with a gleam tingeing his deep silver eyes. Harry gasped, noticing the look of hunger, and wildly looked around the room, when averting his face to Draco he found himself pushed up against the wall strongly, with soft lips caressing his own. He immediately melted in the arms of Draco, and moaned at the contact of Draco grinding himself into Harry. Draco took this opportunity to seek entrance into his mouth, exploring every crevice of it, and running his tongue over Harry’s fangs.
At the sound of the door being rattled, Draco stepped away from Harry, using all the restraint he had, and saw the frightened and worried look bordering on disgust in Harry’s eyes. The hurt in Draco’s was obvious and Harry immediately wanted to comfort him, much to his own surprise. The moment was interrupted by Snape, who looked at Potter and Malfoy, noticed the red swollen lips and disheveled states. He smirk firmly in place, he excused them both, and took 20 points from Gryffindor for good measure, thinking he might as well have a good start to the day.
As soon as Harry left the room, he fled, without looking back, telling himself many things, one, that he wasn’t gay two, that he kissed Malfoy, three, that he enjoyed and four, he would do anything to do it again, but this time without the interruption. In a corner outside the door that had been vacated, the fangs of a vampire could be seen, as a smile fixed itself of Draco’s face after hearing Harry’s thoughts. [Well] thought Draco [It seems I’ve succeeded in part one, now for part two…..]