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The Blood is The Life

By: SpiffySquiggleminkMantra
folder Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Draco
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 8
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Disclaimer: 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.
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The Hunt

Dracula lifted Harry onto his feet and carefully dusted his T-shirt.

“Well son as it is daytime I fear we should rest till night” Dracula pushed Harry forward towards the huge black marble staircase, the golden banisters of which gleamed in the light from the enormous crystal chandeliers.

At the second door on the landing was a huge intricately carved black door that Dracula opened with a wave of his hand.

“This Harry, is your room I have had it this way for 5 years, awaiting the day that you would come into your inheritance.”

Harry gasped at the huge size of the room, which was decorated in reds and blacks, and in the centre, laying on a black marble plinth, was a large black shiny coffin, decorated in gold leaves and flowers.

Dracula opened it with a slight creak, it was filled with plush crimson silk and had a pillow and sheets of the same material.

“Well chop chop, get in!”

Harry nervously took off his clothes and climbed in wearing only his boxers to settle down for the night.

“Do we have to sleep in coffins?” asked Harry quietly, it was obviously sleepy after last nights events.

“Yes my son, it is a necessity I am afraid, Harry? I know you are a bit old to be tucked in but..I have missed so much” Dracula stroked Harry’s hair and pulled his sheets around him.

As he closed the lid he whispered softly “Sleep well Harry, prince of Vampires”

“Night…er Day dad” the lid was shut and in the warm, safe darkness Harry fell into a deep sleep.

oOo

Harry woke up to a tapping noise on the lid of his coffin, he pushed it open to see his father holding Hedwig.

“An owl was an excellent choice son, they are nocturnal like you and me!” Laughed Dracula

Harry looked at the Vampire in front of him for a moment and groaned as the events of the last 24 hours sank in.

Dracula threw Harry some clothes and in no time at all Harry was dressed in a black suit with a high collar and an emerald silk shirt that matched his eyes.

“Well my heir you look marvelous! Let’s go hunting, are you hungry?” Dracula smiled.

“I’m starving! Erm… what exactly are we hunting again?”

“Muggles!” said Dracula with an excited smirk.

Harry laughed and saw a sudden look of pride in Dracula’s eyes, something he had never experienced before.

Dracula looked like he could be Harry’s big brother but he was Harry’s father and Harry could tell he had always loved him.

“We will go to a muggle town, wizards know we exist and the last thing you want to do is get hit by a Solaris charm, even a halfling like you would be dust.”

They arrived later in a muggle town centre that was lined with partying youngsters and flashy nightclubs that blared Techno music into the streets. Harry winced at the dreadful noise and moved amongst the crowds of partygoers.

“Take your pick son, use your senses” Dracula whispered then allowed Harry to go on ahead of him.

Harry gently sniffed the air, instinct taking over as his eyes began to glow a milky green.

He was drawn to a young blonde woman of about thirty, chatting with a group of friends.

He walked over and gently placed his hand on her arm.

“Hi I’m Harry”

The woman heard his voice and glanced at him quickly.

“Listen kid, I’m old enough to be your mother, just go and play with your school friends”

Harry touched her again and she turned to look at him more closely, transfixed by those milky eyes that just seemed so…supernatural.

“Come with me” Harry said softly and held out his hand. The woman nodded and placed her hand in his as he lead her away.

“Oooo Ellie you cradle-snatcher!” shouted one of her friends.

Harry took Ellie into an alleyway pushing her up against the wall and kissing her on the mouth, she tasted divine, he could hear her heart beating and smell her blood.

“Who’s the Perv? Ellie asked, looking over Harry’s shoulder, Harry turned to see his father watching them,

“Oh that’s just my Dad” Said Harry as he nuzzled her neck.

“No way honey, he must be like 3 years older than you”

“Well us Dracula’s stay young said Harry as he sunk his fangs deep into the flesh of her neck.

“Drac….!” She yelped and then sighed softly as Harry drank from her.

She went limp and her heart stopped forcing the sweet nectar into his mouth.

His eyes returned to normal and she fell from his grip onto the ground.

He heard clapping from behind him, but all he could do was stare in horror at what he had done.

“I……..killed her.. Harry shook his head and sat on the ground near the corpse and began to weep.

“Excellent! naught but a drop spilt!” Dracula knelt down and hugged his son, using a red handkerchief to wipe the blood from Harry’s lips.

“No you don’t understand, I’M A MURDERER!” Shouted Harry, pushing his father away.

“No Harry, you were doing what it is in your nature to do! The lion does not weep for its prey and neither should you!"” Dracula pulled Harry to his feet.

“You are a vampire, and were born as such, you cannot control your instincts! If you worry to much about your food it will drive you to insanity, that is all these creatures are to us Harry……Prey, Do you understand?” Dracula looked deeply into Harry’s eyes.

Harry gazed down at the floor “Yes father”

“Good, follow me son”

Dracula leapt from the alleyway to the roof of a 4 storey building and landed soundlessly on the roof.

Harry gazed up dubiously then leapt, landing arkwardly on his bottom, next to his father.

“You will get the hang of it son, I have so many things to teach you”

Harry watched from the rooftops as his father jumped down onto an unsuspecting man who had just stolen a ladies purse.

He drank quickly and was back on the rooftop before the body hit the ground.

“Evildoers always taste better to me son, their blood is spicy and filled with wickedness” Dracula laughed heartily.

But Harry stared at his shoes, he liked the blood of the innocent, the blood of Ellie because it was soft and tasted so much sweeter.

Did that make him even more of a monster?


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Finally managed to update this story, Ive had a bit of a block with this one but its just cleared!

Reviews welcome

Flames eternal

Love

Spiffy

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