Turned

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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Once they were all at Malfoy Manor the four of them made their way to Draco’s room. Severus stopped once in the sitting room and held up a hand for them to stop.

“Now, before we go in, there are a few things we must tell you. Me, Draco, and Lucius are vampires.”

“WHAT?!” Ron yelled “and we trusted you?!”

“Ron,” Hermione said calmly “I knew this already.”

Ron turned to look at her as did Severus and Draco incredulity written all over their faces.

“You did?” The three men said all at once.

“Yes.” She said simply.

“Well ok, so to continue, Lord Voldemort is a vampire as well. All the Death Eaters and their children are. The war that has been going on for decades has been about the eradication of the vampire race. Dumbledore fears and hates us. When Tom Riddle returned from his summer break 7th year and he had been turned he went to Dumbledore, the only man he trusted, to tell him feeling it was only right that he let the professor know. Dumbledore shunned him and made several attempts on his life. So Tom disappeared and came back with a guard of loyal vampire followers to protect him. Dumbledore had in the mean time planned and when Tom returned he began murdering people and torturing them under the guise of Death Eaters and leaving the Dark Mark above their homes. We do not torture and murder, we only take willing victims and never kill them or turn them at random. We are selective about that process. We believe that Dumbledore has been leading up to the murder of Harry as the final nail in the coffin he has been attempting to bury Tom in. Tom woke up and through their link realized Harry was in trouble. We went to his home and found him near death, with no time to heal him. Tom made the decision to instead turn him in hopes of at least saving him. He has never wanted him dead, he really wanted to persuade him to willingly come to our side.” Severus finally finished.

“Sooo, Harry is a vampire now,” Ron said slowly, unsure whether he believed it or not.

“Yes he is,” Draco responded. “He needs blood to completely heal and gain his strength back; as we said we only take willing “donors”.”

“OH! Oh my, that is why you need us. We are his closest friends and most likely to be willing to “donate”?” Hermione questioned

“Yes,” Draco and Severus said together.

“Is it safe? Couldn’t he kill us?” Ron asked skeptically.

“No he will not kill you, we will supervise the feedings and there are the two of you so he can get enough without harming either of you,” Severus said attempting to allay his fears.

“I am fine with being a donor, but I do have a question. I have read about vampires and isn’t the act of feeding considered to be very, erm, well…” she trailed off.

“I believe the word you are looking for is sexual and yes normally it is rather sexual, however, right now Harry is extremely weak and there will be nothing to worry about with that, for now. It may come up later, but that is a bridge we will cross when it comes.” Severus said

“I don’t have a problem with it, I really just wanted to know what to expect is all.” Hermione said flushing a bit.

“There will be feelings of sexual pleasure and euphoria on your part, which is the nature of the vampire bite; you will also have some dizziness and other symptoms of blood loss. So we will administer a blood replenishing potion when you are done and you will be expected to rest for a while, other than that you will be feeling quite well.” Draco explained.

“OK, I am ready then, Ron?” Hermione turned to Ron who had remained quiet during this discussion.

“Yeah, I’m ready. Let’s go.” Ron said with a small amount of trepidation.

The group of four walked into Draco’s bedroom. Lucius was holding Harry so he was sitting between his legs laying back against Lucius chest his head lying on his shoulder wrapped tightly in Lucius’ arms.

They approached the bed. Draco came up and sat on the bed next to Harry and his father and looked Harry over. The majority of the cuts had healed and no bruising remained. His eyes were open and seemed sad. He looked over when Draco sat down and broke out in heaving sobs when he saw Ron and Hermione. He was so afraid of losing the one true constant source of joy in his life. He turned his face to Lucius neck and curled into a sobbing ball.

“Harry, we talked this out, they are your truest friends and they will always love you. Please let them tell you why they agreed to come, ok?” Lucius whispered in Harry’s ear.

Harry’s sobs slowly subsided and once he was calmer he turned his tear stained face to his only true family.

Hermione couldn’t hold back any longer she flung herself at Harry and hugged him to her stroking his hair and crying tears of her own.

“Oh Harry! We still want to be your friends; we love you and want to help. Severus and Draco explained it all and we are here to be donors.” Hermione said pulling back a little to look him in the eyes and wipe away his tears.

Harry looked into her eyes and saw she was sincere then he turned to look at Ron, to see what he was feeling. Ron said “ That’s right mate, we are here for you always, even if it is to suck our blood.” Then gave him a small smile to show that he was serious even with the joke.

“Thank you guys for not deserting me but are you sure you want me to drink from you?” He looked between them wanting to be sure they had no hesitations.

“Absolutely!” They both said.

“Now since I am already sitting here, Harry lets get you fed and healed.” Hermione said while sweeping her hair off of one side of her neck and tilted her head to the side.

Harry was surprised by the lack of fear in her scent and facial features she seemed at ease as if it was a routine and natural occurrence.

Harry pulled her to him so she was settled comfortably on her knees in front of him he put one arm around her back and the other guided her head to his shoulder to rest. He bent his face over her neck and smelled her. She smelled fresh and clean sort of like laundry straight out of the dryer, simple but warm and comforting. He smiled against her neck “thank you Hermione you do not know how much it means to me that you are so trusting of me and ok with this. I want to make this as painless as possible.” He used the hand on her head to hold her still and massage her scalp to relax her and then kissed her neck gently, opening his mouth slowly he licked her neck in a line from jaw to her bear shoulder, the tank top she had on leaving easy access. He felt her tremble in his arms and all tension leave her body. She wrapped her arms around his waist and pulled closer to him. He smiled again when he smelled a hint of arousal. He brought his mouth back to the crook of her neck and placed one open mouth kiss there and then slowly and gently pierced her skin.

Hermione had read about vampires and knew what to expect, but was still surprised by the strength of the feelings that went through her. She loved Harry as a friend and brother ( a very gorgeous brother might I add) but had always harbored some amount of attraction to him (not that she would want a couple type relationship of course). So when he was kissing her neck that alone was enough to have her turned on, but when he sunk his fangs into her neck she was shocked to feel herself have a very forceful orgasm. She nearly screamed as she clutched him tighter and felt her knees weaken, the only thing holding her up was Harry’s fierce grip around her back. She closed her eyes and let the waves of pleasure roll over her.

Harry felt Hermione stiffen for a moment before she nearly screamed in ecstasy. The noise made him instantly and VERY hard he moaned a little into her neck. The taste of her blood was another thing it was very much like her smell clean and pure, Heaven on his tongue. He held her as she melted into his embrace as her orgasm subsided; enjoying the feel of her body, smell of her skin and taste of her blood.

He finally retracted his fangs not full but also not wanting to harm Hermione. He gently laid her down so she could rest and allow Severus to give her a blood-replenishing potion.

Ron approached the bed a little unsure after what he saw happen with Hermione.

“Ron, please come sit down and tell me what is bothering you. I want you to only do this if you are ok with it.” Harry said after seeing Ron’s hesitation.

Ron sat down on the bed. He and Harry are both bisexual and they know and are comfortable with it, but he had always been interested in Harry in a sort of friend with benefits sort of way, but feared it hurting or ending the bond they shared as friends. He didn’t want to admit any of this to Harry, but now it seemed he had no other choice.

“Well, I sort of have had a crush on you for awhile now but have been afraid to say anything not wanting to ruin what we have. Don’t worry I’m not in love with you, just interested in some experimental fringe benefits.” Ron finished blushing a fierce red and not looking at anyone.

He felt shifting on the bed and then strong arms around him. “Ron, I have felt the same way. When I see you and Hermione together, oh gods, I want to be part of it, feel you and taste you. Did it ruin what you have with Hermione?” Harry asked whispering in Ron’s ear as he held him from behind.

“Well no it only made our feelings deeper and our bond stronger.” Ron said feeling the tension leave him as Harry’s logic sunk in. “Ok, I am ready then.” Ron slipped his shirt off over his head and leaned back against Harry who shifted onto his knees so they were on either side of Ron’s body. He wrapped one arm around his torso to rest his hand firmly on Ron’s chest and the other around Ron’s shoulders resting his hand at Ron’s neck tilting his head back and to the side. He ran his fingers gently up his neck to rest against Ron’s jaw, holding his head in place firmly, but gently stroking his thumb over his cheek to soothe and relax him.

Ron shuddered slightly at the gentle touching and stroking, becoming aroused. Harry sensed that it was working and leaned down to finally breath in the scent of the man in his arms. Ron smelled like soil, earthy and grounding. Harry whispered to Ron “you smell wonderful. When we have rested I would like to explore the thoughts we have been having about each other and Hermione should be involved.” He began to kiss, lick and nibble his way from Ron’s ear to his shoulder and then licked a small line back to the crook of his neck, all the while Ron moaned in pleasure.

Once in place Harry again kissed the place where he would sink his fangs and then slowly opened his mouth to graze his fangs along the pulse below the skin and slowly bit down.

Ron went stiff for a moment as his orgasm ripped through his body Harry caressed his cheek and chest brushing gently over his overly sensitive nipple. Ron let out a moan of ecstasy when he did this, the waves of pleasure threatening to pull him under.

Harry enjoyed the sounds that Ron was making he was so responsive and sensitive; Harry wanted to see what he was like when being touched and explored. The blood was amazing it was thick and warm it filled his body with heat. It was like coming home on a snowy day to a pot of homemade stew. Much like with Hermione he felt he had come home and was where he always belonged.

Harry was full quickly with Ron and gently retracted his fangs feeling energized, full, and horny. He lay Ron down next to Hermione where he was also given a blood-replenishing potion. Harry gave each of them a chaste kiss to the lips and forehead and motioned for everyone to step outside and leave them alone to rest.