Rockstar

Ug..how unoriginal can I get with chapter names? LOL. Anyways, I found another song that has inspired me to write more with this story! Wow! I can't believe that I've typed up three chapters, in three days! Woot! Please remember to review! I love reviews! If you would like to listen the song is Beautiful Dangerous by Slash feat. Fergie.

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Harry had the driver that waited for him take him back to the club. He just had to tell his best friends, Hermione and Ron know what had happened that night. They would be shocked! Harry was still shocked at all that had happened as well. The whole drive back to the city was short, and Harry had occupied his time with touching the choker necklace Severus had given him, and day dreaming about their night together. He hoped the man would stick to his word and not forget about him. He did say he would find him again. Which is when Harry started to panic-how would the guitarist find him?! He didn't leave an address, or a last name, or...anything. By the time the dark car pulled into muggle London, Harry had all but lost hope that Severus Snape, guitarist for The Kiss would ever come to look for him.

Harry walked into the club, it was practically empty, only the workers there, cleaning up from the night before, and setting up for this night's show. Harry rushed over to the bar, where Hermione was cleaning the glasses and restocking the rows of alcohol. "Harry!" She said the instant she saw the raven haired teen. She had a huge smile on her face that said 'I know what you did last night', and was looking up and down the teen. "Well?" She said, as if waiting for Harry to speak.

"Well what?" Harry said, sitting at the bar, taking the glass of water she pushed in front of him. He had a blush over his cheeks again. He felt so embarrassed with the girls eyes on him.

"Don't play coy Harry. It's all over the papers already! Everyone knows you went home with Severus Snape last night!" The witch nearly squealed at the mention on the guitarists name. The bouncy haired girl pushed a tabloid paper in front of Harry, a picture of Severus on his bike speeding away with, Harry holding tight on his back. The headline of the front page read "SEVERUS SNAPE LEAVES SHOW WITH MYSTERIOUS PASSENGER", the subtitle read: "Read to find out who has stolen Severus from his loving fans." Of course, you couldn't tell it was Harry, but as he read further into the article, it had many witnesses state that it was Harry that he left with.

Harry's face got really red as he read the article in the daily prophet. "Oh god!" He sighed, putting his head on the bar with a thump. "I can't believe it!" He looked up, his chin still resting on the bar looking at Hermione with pleading eyes.

"Don't give me that. Spill. Everything." The witch's eyes twinkled, leaning in to listen to what she knew Harry would tell her. He always told her everything since they met at school. She had objected him dropping out, but knew he wasn't meant for school, and had decided to tutor him when he had time on the side ever since.

"....He's amazing." Harry said softly, as his eyes kinda went dreamy, as he began to think about Severus, and their night again. "He took such good care of me, 'Minone. Did you know he was a vampire?" He said, his voice starting to match his dreamy eyes. He let out a lovey kind of sigh.

"....." Hermione watched her best friend practically swoon at just thinking about the guitarist. Well, it was to be expected. The man was a god. And apparently in bed as well. "And?" She coaxed the boy to continue.

"He...we had sex...three times. Once this morning in the bath..." He blushed, coming out o his daydream to begin sipping on the water. He spilled all the details to his friend-except for a select few he wanted to keep for himself. "He...couldn't bring me back this morning because he can't go in the sun. But he's so much a gentleman. He gave me this." Harry said, moving his shirt down at the neck to show the witch the necklace Severus had given him.

Herminone, of course knew that Severus was a vampire, she knew practically everything. She blushed through Harry's recount of the night before, and that morning, taking it all in. Then when her eyes looked a the gift, she inhaled sharply. "Harry! He gave you that?! Really?!" She seemed really excited as she ducked behind the bar to rummage through the small collection of books she kept there for slow nights. She pulled out a heavy black book-one that read 'Danger' on the cover, with a red cross cut under the words. "I really can't believe that! This is so exciting!" She said as she flipped through the pages frantiaclly until she found the one she wanted.

"Yes, he did! Why is that so exciting?! What are you looking for?" Harry said, curious at the witch's reaction, but then again, the girl always found something to pull into her research. The young wizard leaned forward to look at the page she was currently reading frantically. There was a picture of a red cross that looked similar to the one dangling from his necklace. "What does it mean?" He asked, pulled into her curiosity.

Hermione looked up at Harry with a smirk on her lips, and a twinkle in her eye that said she found something he wanted to know. She always did this to him, made him really curious to know what she did.

"What is it! Tell me!" He begged, looking at her.

"He's put a claim on you, Harry." The witch said, her smirk getting bigger. She knew the boy didn't know what that meant, and she found that this was a good opportunity for an impromptu lesson on vampires. "Severus, has put a claim on you." She repeated again, thinking about how much this meant. One, since it was her friend Harry that had been claimed, and two, it was Severus Snape who had done it. The boy would be well taken care of.

"..what?" Harry looked perplexed. What did that mean? Severus put a claim on him? What did Hermione know, again, what he didn't.

Hermione, smiled, point to a part in the book. "Here, it states that in vampires legend, Vampires search their whole vampire lives for their soul mate. A person to which only about .5% actually find." She said, scanning down the scrawled writing to look for more information. "It say's that once a vampire finds their mate, the put a claim on them-one that resembles a red cross. It symbolizes their fall from the living, and the red is the color of blood for the blood of their mate. The cross can come in any form, from tattoo's to jewelry." She now pointed at the blood red crystal cross hanging from the necklace Harry wore around his neck. "He's claimed you as his mate, Harry." She said, closing the book with a thud and putting it back into its place with the other books under the bar.

"......" Harry looked wide-eyed at Hermione as he let his fingers lightly touch the red cross. That couldn't be true, could it? Harry thought. Severus really couldn't have wanted to 'claim' him, could he? He was just about to say something, when Ron came up to the bar.

"Harry! How was your night with Sexy Severus?" He teased, using the nickname Harry had used when talking about the guitarist around them. The tall red head worked at the club as a stage hand, manual labor his specialty.

"Ron! Harry's been claimed by Severus! Can you believe that!" Hermione spoke for Harry as she gushed, handing the stage hand a glass of water himself. "What? No way, for real?" Ron knew about vampire's a little, as his cousin had been turned into a vampire. "That can't be, how do you know for sure?" He said, drinking the water as he looked at Harry. "Not that silly red cross thing, really? I bet he just gave that to you as a payment for sleeping with him. You slept with him right? It's probably to pay you off for not saying anything about him. Sneaky bastard." Ron gave the most logical explanation, and most common thought.

"....I bet your right, Ron. Why would someone like him want to claim me?" Harry sighed, putting his head back down on the bar, feeling sorry for himself. Of course Severus would give him something for sleeping with him-that's what all famouse people did, right? Why would it be any different for him?

"Ron! How can you be stupid all the time." Hermione scolded the worker, shoing him away to go back to work. "Harry, don't listen to him, he doesn't have any brains." She spat, looking at the receiding back of the tall red head. "There's two ways to find out if he has claimed you or not." She said, looking at Harry as he slwoly looked back up at her, hope in his eyes. "The first: try to take the necklace off. If you can't take it off-that's a pretty sure sign that he claimed you. It means that he won't let anyone take it off, or you, to show that you're taken. Try it."

Harry looked at her, nodding his head. He took a deep breath before raching behind his neck to feel the ribbon that had tied the necklace together. He tugged at the bow-nothing happened. He tried again, still nothing. The bow stayed tight in place, not even budging. Harry's eyes went wide. "B..but what if he just didn't want me to lose it?" He said, trying not to get his hopes up.

Hermione smiled big. "The second," She pulled out her wand and tapped the red cross lightly, and leaned in close to observe. Slowly, a elegant engravment appeared. It read, "Property of Severus Snape". Hermione read aloud, he smile getting even bigger. "Harry, it's for sure. Severus has claimed you. And by the looks of that collar, he's going to be your master."

Harry looked at Hermione with wide eyes, a slow blush forming over his cheeks. That would explain the vampire's requirement that he could only cum when Severus wanted him too. He couldn't believe that THE Severus had claimed him! He felt a rush of emotions overtake him. Happiness, confusion, lust, and panic. It was all to much for the boy, his eyes rolled in the back of his head as he hit the floor, passed out.

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Meanwhile Severus had been in a deep slumber, gripping the pillow Harry had used close to his chest when he was suddenly awoken by his doors to his rooms being slammed open. The vampire reached for his wand under his pillow as he sent a curse through his curtains, only to be deflected by a familiar voice. "Lucius. What are you doing in my chambers. Sunset is not for another 3 hours." He growled, stepping out of his bed to look angrily at a very happy and smug looking Lucius.

"Severus, my dear friend. Why did you not tell me you had found your mate?" He asked, gliding over to sit at a chair in front of the fireplace.

Severus joined him, though very upset at the intrusion, and being awoken before the sun was set. "I should ask you as why you are not still sleeping as well? Is your new toy keeping you up? I could smell that veela you brought home last night throughout the house." Severus countered Lucius's question with his own. It was a little game the two had played for years. The two hated each other, but respected each other as well. They had the same basic ideas about things, but disagreed on much more.

Lucius made a little tsking sound with his tongue, as he conjured a set set for the two. "You're scent is better than mine, as always. I only found out he was half when I tasted his blood." The silver haired aristocrat sipped at his tea-one of the few human foods he could ingest still as a vampire. "My little pet is so hard to sate, not even after a few romps in bed did he finally succumb to sleep. I've been up since last night-I'm afraid." Lucius sighed, rubbing a temple.

"I take it you'll be missing practice tonight then? I shall inform the rest of the band for you." Severus sighed heavily-it wasn't the first time he would have to cover for the vampire. Lucius had a horrible habit of shagging his toys until they passed out-and he didn't stop even if the sun was out.

Lucius smiled, nodding this thanks before standing up to go to the door. "I do hope to hear more about your green eyed charge." The singer said smugly, before leaving the room with a pissed off guitarist.

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Harry regained consciousness a few hours later, only because he had hit his head hard on the bar before falling to the floor that made him sleep for a long time. He woke up with a splitting headache. "...what happened?" He moaned gripping his head. "You passed out and hit your head. Here, drink this." It was Hermione, and she was handing him a potion, which he took and drank quickly, hating the taste.

"If you're ok now, I have to get to work. If you need anything, you know where to find me." Hermione smiled, handing harry a glass of pumpkin juice before disapparating out of his apartment. Rom must have helped get him here, for the red head was snoring on his chair in the living room. Harry got off the bed, going over to shake the taller wizard up. "Ron, your going to get fired if you don't get to work." Harry said to the red head, which simply looked annoyed at being awoken to panicked as he left with a 'pop' just like Hermione.

Harry was alone now in his tin apartment, where he was finally able to breath. The teen let out a heavy sigh, before a small smile spread over his lips. Severus Snape had slept with him, and now claimed him. It was a little all ro surreal, but the raven haired boy guessed it was the best thing to happen to him in his whole life. The boy decided to go an shower, even though he had had a bath that morning.

Harry headed to the bathroom, noticing that it was night now outside. Severus would be up now. Harry wished he knew what the man was doing. He sighed, stepping into the small shower and turning the water on to run over his lithe body. He leaned against the wall, resting his forehead on the tile, thinking about Severus. Just thinking about the guitarist had always made him hard-but this time it was different. He had memories, and images in his head that fueled his growing erection more than ever before. Harry gripped his need tightly, just the way Severus did and began to stroke himself, imagining it was the man doing it instead of him. He let out a long soft moan. In his mind, Severus was standing behind him in his small shower, touching him, kissing his neck. It was Severus that was stroking him, whispering demands to him. He wasn't allowed to cum until his master allowed it. In the shower, Harry was gasping for air with the image in his head. He let his other hand sneak around to his backside, letting a shaky finger run over his needy entrance. In his head, Severus's finger was doing this. And then Harry let a fingernail scrap over his hole, and he screamed out his release. "Severus!" He moaned in the shower, cumming all over his hand and tile. His imagination faded as reality came back to life as he gasped for breath, holding himself up in the shower to gain his breathing. He finished washing quickly, stepping out of the bathroom with a towel around his thin waist.

"You're a very naughty boy, Harry." An eloquent and choclaty voice said.

Harry stopped in his tracks, looking at the man sitting in an armchair, looking at the prctically naked boy with a wicked smirk on his lips.

"Severus!" Harry said shocked, blushing deeply. "What..how did you find me?" He finally asked, trying to figure things out.

"I always know where you are. The present I gave you has a special charm on it." He said, reaching his hand out, beckoning the boy to come over to him. Severus had arrived just as Harry had screamed his name in the shower-and knew exactly what the boy had been doing. It was charming, and arousing. And when the boy walked into the room with just a towel on, and his red cross-the vampire thought he looked absolutely stunning. Harry quickly crossed the room, taking the offered hand. Severus pulled him down onto his lap, making the boy straddle him before latching his lips to the boys instantly. The battled with their tongues until Severus won. The vampire bit the boys lip, drawling a little droplet of blood. He licked at the sweet blood before pulling away-leaving the boy panting and eyes glazed over. "You've been bad Harry, playing without me. How selfish of you." Severus purred, running his hands down the soft body before giving a hard slap on the boy's towel clad ass.

Harry's eyes had gone wide when he was pulled into the vampires lap, closing them as his lips were captured in a searing kiss. The boy winced when his lip was bit, but Severus licked away the pain. And when he was slapped on the ass, he let out a little whimper. He was being reprimanded for touching himself with the vampire. It turned the boy on. "I...I'm sorry." He said softly, looking down at the vampire holding tightly onto him.

Severus smiled inwardly to himself at Harry's reaction. Yes, this boy was going to become his little pet. "I think you deserve a punishment. But before that..." Severus brought one of his fingers to hip lips, and pushed it down against on of his fangs, a deep deep red colored blood seeped from the finger. "...drink." He ordered in his calm deep voice, pushing the finger towards Harrys mouth.

The boy whimpered at being told he would be punished-he had never been punished before. He hoped it wouldn't be to bad. At the sight of Severus cutting his finger, Harry's eyes went wide, looking transfixed on the dark droplet of blood forming at the man's finger. But he did as he was told, and leaned forward enough to stick his tongue out and gently lick up the blood before taking the finger into his mouth. Harry moaned at the taste of the man. He had never thought blood to taste so rich, like chocolate cake, but better.

Severus smirked at the boy, as he watched him take his finger into his mouth and drink a small amount of his blood. It was official now- the boy belonged to him. No one could touch him. The vampire noticed the crystal cross glow a dark red slightly before returning it it's normal color. Severus pulled his finger out of the boy's mouth with a small pop, leaving Harry whimpering. "Hush child. Get on your knees." Severus ordered-watching the boy drop the floor instantly onto his knees. "Now," Severus began, pulling the towel away from the boy loving the sight before him. "...spread you legs, put your hands behind your back." He watched Harry do what he was told again. How he had chosen the perfect mate. Such obedience, and so soon. He hoped the boy still had a little of rebellion left in him tough to break later. The vampire took his wand out, muttering a spell in a language which Harry didn't know, or understand. Out of the tip of the wand shot out a series of soft red rope, and it tied itself in an intricate way around the boys body-making him immobile in his position.

"Wah..!" Harry said, as he found himself bound in the place he knelled. "Severus..." He pleaded, not sure what the man was up to.

"Shhh..." Severus hushed, bending down to place a chaste kiss on the boys lips. He pulled away, muttering the same spell that tied the tight ribbon around his the boys erection, which had sprung to life when he had kissed Harry. "Now...for your punishment. You are to stay where you are until I come back. You are not allowed to touch yourself, not that you could. Do you understand me?" Severus said as he pulled himself up to his full height, looking down at the helpless boy below him, loving the needy green eyes look up at him. "When I return from practice, and you have followed my orders, you shall get a very nice reward." The guitarist let his hand run gently over the boy's soft cheek. "Do you understand?" The vampire looked down at Harry wishing he didn't have to leave his pet.

"..Y...yes." Harry said with a sharp breath-his body was already shaking from the need to be touched, and the sensation the roped around him where causing, not to mention the pain in his knees and legs already starting. He liked it all.

"Good boy." Severus kissed the top of Harry's head before disapparting, leaving a bound and needy Harry behind.


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Another chapter done! Haha, I know I left you with a cliff hanger, but there's a really bad storm brewing and I think we might lose power! I hope not, but just in case, I'm posting this! Please enjoy and review!