The Blood is The Life
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
8
Views:
9,020
Reviews:
15
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.
Father?
“But how? What about my mother, why is this happening now?” Harry practically yelped the questions at Dumbledore, his heart beating fast as he began to hyperventilate and shift in his seat.
“Calm down my boy!” Dumbledore placed a wrinkled hand firmly on Harry’s shoulder mainly to prevent him from running for the door.
“All in good time my lad, now one question at a time please so everything is clear” Dumbledore sat opposite Harry and looked over his glasses at him a smile on his lips.
Arthur and Molly sat down behind him on another couch listening intently.
“Right! How is this possible” Harry said slowly as he tried to calm himself.
Dumbledore made himself comfortable and began to speak.
“Well Harry your mother is indeed your mother there is no denying that fact, and there is no denying that Lily did love James.
But you see my boy; Dracula wanted a powerful heir, the combination of Vampire and Wizard is one of the most powerful of bloodlines to have.
Dracula used his powers of seduction to bed your mother to produce you.
Lily and James believed that you were their son after an obliviate charm was placed on your mother.
That is why you survived the death curse that Voldemort tried to kill you with Harry, vampires whether full or half are impervious to two of the unforgivables.”
Dumbledore’s eyes sparkled and he smiled at Harry’s bewildered face
“Would you like to meet your true father Harry? I have kept him updated on your whereabouts since the day you were born.”
“Why the hell have you kept this from me for so long I could have lived with him instead of being at the Dursley’s” cried Harry tears streaming down his pale face.
“Your father and I decided to make sure you came into your inheritance before burdening you with the truth of your heritage” smiled Dumbledore
“If my parents didn’t know of this how come you did?” Harry eyed Dumbledore suspiciously.
“Well my boy! Vladimir and I go way back, he’s always been like a big brother to me, we signed a treaty to keep the vampires and wizards from fighting, as you may know Harry, vampires are hated by most wizards, more so than poor Remus and his species.
Your real father told me of you just before you were born and alas it was too late to do anything about it, and when poor Lily and James were killed by Voldemort, I thought it best for you to stay with the Muggle part of your family since you hadn’t shown any signs of vampirism. I thought it might have skipped a generation………How naïve I was”
“Professor?”
“Yes Harry”
“Erm can I have some more er…..blood” Harry said and hung his head in shame staring at his feet and feeling disgusted with himself.
“Of course Harry and never be ashamed, for you must do what it is in your nature to do my lad” said Dumbledore as he conjured another large goblet of blood.
Harry wolfed it down drinking every last drop and once again letting the amazing feeling course through him. When he had finished he looked up to notice that Molly and Arthur were staring at him amazed.
“BLOODY HELL!” came a voice from behind the sofa as two blue eyes and a mass of red hair poked out from the side of the couch Harry was sitting in.
“RONALD WEASLEY! Shouted Molly as Ron came and sat on the other couch next to his mum and dad. Molly clipped him round the back of his head as punishment for not going upstairs.
Harry laughed at this but as he did Ron pointed at Harry’s fangs and began to whimper.
“Erm…..Harry you’ve got big fangs and stuff” said Ron Nervously.
“I know Ron, Its okay” smiled Harry, but this made Ron jump so Harry closed his mouth rather quickly.
“Anyway” said Dumbledore changing the subject “would you like to meet your father?” Dumbledore’s eyes twinkled again.
“Y…….yes I suppose I must at sometime” Harry was nervous, What if his father didn’t want him, what if he was evil, what if he looked like Bela Lugosi!
“How do we find him sir” asked Harry
“Well you need to read out this spell, this will summon him, but you need to be of his blood to do it successfully” smiled Dumbledore handing Harry a small peace of crimson parchment with gold writing on it.
“Here goes!” said Harry as he stood up and quickly memorised what was on the parchment.
“BLOOD OF MY BLOOD
PRINCE OF THE FEARED
BLOOD OF MY BLOOD
SIRE TO THE FREE
RETURN TO YOUR SON
RETURN UN TO ME!”
Harry opened one eye as a small red mist appeared in front of the fire, it funnelled up until it formed into a handsome young gentleman of about 20 years old with Harry’s dark hair and glowing green eyes just hidden behind round crimson tinted sunglasses.
He was dressed in a smart crimson velvet suit and tie with a pale red shirt and a magnificent crimson cape; he also held a walking stick not dissimilar to the one a certain Malfoy owned.
Round his neck he wore a beautiful gold locket with the initials VD marked out in rubies.
The young man sniffed in Harry’s direction.
“Ah Harry my son, I see you have come into your inheritance, and you have already fed.” He said in a very strong Romanian accent.
Vladimir Dracula smiled showing Harry a set of teeth just like his own.
“Harry! Meet your father” said Dumbledore as he pushed Harry towards the man in red.
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“Calm down my boy!” Dumbledore placed a wrinkled hand firmly on Harry’s shoulder mainly to prevent him from running for the door.
“All in good time my lad, now one question at a time please so everything is clear” Dumbledore sat opposite Harry and looked over his glasses at him a smile on his lips.
Arthur and Molly sat down behind him on another couch listening intently.
“Right! How is this possible” Harry said slowly as he tried to calm himself.
Dumbledore made himself comfortable and began to speak.
“Well Harry your mother is indeed your mother there is no denying that fact, and there is no denying that Lily did love James.
But you see my boy; Dracula wanted a powerful heir, the combination of Vampire and Wizard is one of the most powerful of bloodlines to have.
Dracula used his powers of seduction to bed your mother to produce you.
Lily and James believed that you were their son after an obliviate charm was placed on your mother.
That is why you survived the death curse that Voldemort tried to kill you with Harry, vampires whether full or half are impervious to two of the unforgivables.”
Dumbledore’s eyes sparkled and he smiled at Harry’s bewildered face
“Would you like to meet your true father Harry? I have kept him updated on your whereabouts since the day you were born.”
“Why the hell have you kept this from me for so long I could have lived with him instead of being at the Dursley’s” cried Harry tears streaming down his pale face.
“Your father and I decided to make sure you came into your inheritance before burdening you with the truth of your heritage” smiled Dumbledore
“If my parents didn’t know of this how come you did?” Harry eyed Dumbledore suspiciously.
“Well my boy! Vladimir and I go way back, he’s always been like a big brother to me, we signed a treaty to keep the vampires and wizards from fighting, as you may know Harry, vampires are hated by most wizards, more so than poor Remus and his species.
Your real father told me of you just before you were born and alas it was too late to do anything about it, and when poor Lily and James were killed by Voldemort, I thought it best for you to stay with the Muggle part of your family since you hadn’t shown any signs of vampirism. I thought it might have skipped a generation………How naïve I was”
“Professor?”
“Yes Harry”
“Erm can I have some more er…..blood” Harry said and hung his head in shame staring at his feet and feeling disgusted with himself.
“Of course Harry and never be ashamed, for you must do what it is in your nature to do my lad” said Dumbledore as he conjured another large goblet of blood.
Harry wolfed it down drinking every last drop and once again letting the amazing feeling course through him. When he had finished he looked up to notice that Molly and Arthur were staring at him amazed.
“BLOODY HELL!” came a voice from behind the sofa as two blue eyes and a mass of red hair poked out from the side of the couch Harry was sitting in.
“RONALD WEASLEY! Shouted Molly as Ron came and sat on the other couch next to his mum and dad. Molly clipped him round the back of his head as punishment for not going upstairs.
Harry laughed at this but as he did Ron pointed at Harry’s fangs and began to whimper.
“Erm…..Harry you’ve got big fangs and stuff” said Ron Nervously.
“I know Ron, Its okay” smiled Harry, but this made Ron jump so Harry closed his mouth rather quickly.
“Anyway” said Dumbledore changing the subject “would you like to meet your father?” Dumbledore’s eyes twinkled again.
“Y…….yes I suppose I must at sometime” Harry was nervous, What if his father didn’t want him, what if he was evil, what if he looked like Bela Lugosi!
“How do we find him sir” asked Harry
“Well you need to read out this spell, this will summon him, but you need to be of his blood to do it successfully” smiled Dumbledore handing Harry a small peace of crimson parchment with gold writing on it.
“Here goes!” said Harry as he stood up and quickly memorised what was on the parchment.
“BLOOD OF MY BLOOD
PRINCE OF THE FEARED
BLOOD OF MY BLOOD
SIRE TO THE FREE
RETURN TO YOUR SON
RETURN UN TO ME!”
Harry opened one eye as a small red mist appeared in front of the fire, it funnelled up until it formed into a handsome young gentleman of about 20 years old with Harry’s dark hair and glowing green eyes just hidden behind round crimson tinted sunglasses.
He was dressed in a smart crimson velvet suit and tie with a pale red shirt and a magnificent crimson cape; he also held a walking stick not dissimilar to the one a certain Malfoy owned.
Round his neck he wore a beautiful gold locket with the initials VD marked out in rubies.
The young man sniffed in Harry’s direction.
“Ah Harry my son, I see you have come into your inheritance, and you have already fed.” He said in a very strong Romanian accent.
Vladimir Dracula smiled showing Harry a set of teeth just like his own.
“Harry! Meet your father” said Dumbledore as he pushed Harry towards the man in red.
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Hope you enjoyed the story so far!
Thanx for the excellent reviews! please continue.
Flaming welcome!
Next chapter up very soon!
Love, Spiffy