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Harry Potter Crossovers › General - Misc
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
11
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24,256
Reviews:
184
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2
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I don’t own Harry Potter or Pitch Black. I do not make any money from this story.
Chapter6
Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter or Pitch Black. I do not make any money from this story.
Pairings: Riddick/Harry (hopeful will join us later)
Rating: M – swearing and sex scenes
(ME) ok I still what to know who is going down the hole but I thought I give you this chapter as I’ve got so many lovely reviews from everyone. I’m so happy ^_^ I am so glade you like the pairing, and this being my very first story. Hope you enjoy and again a big thank you to Phee-chan.
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(Harry’s Thoughts)
~Riddick’s thoughts~
“Talking”
Chapter 6
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(God I nearly gave myself away then,) Harry thought as he watched Riddick who was still unconscious.
He thought back. They were returning back to the crashed ship when they heard gunshots. Johns ran ahead and they followed behind. Harry nearly blew his top when he saw Johns beating up Riddick and taking his goggles. Shazza didn’t help when she was still screaming to kill Riddick, before she kicked him in the head, knocking him unconscious.
Harry had felt the blood rage coming close to the surface as Johns dragged Riddick into the cargo hold. Harry went to the hole. There was blood all over it and no body. Taking in the scent around it, all he could smell was Riddick, Shazza, and Zeke. Going closer, but wary, he caught a scent of something that sent the hairs on the back of his neck standing on end.
“Fuck!” Harry growled as he backed away. Something was in there and he really didn’t want to find out what. But if it came down to it, he would enter if they thought of sending someone down into the darkness. He had return to the ship, not stopping till he was near Riddick, making sure he wasn’t hurt and healing the small bruising on his head before sitting in the shadows, keeping guide over him.
He shook his head to clear of the memories before rage can fill him again. He still didn’t like how he was acting around Riddick, first that kiss now the bloodlust. As Harry wasn’t paying attention, he didn’t see Riddick coming around.
“Well, well, well…. What’s my little vixen doing down here in the shadows?” came a dark voice. Jumping in shock, Harry turned only to be captured by those gorgeous silver eyes. Heat rushed all over Harry’s body as he moved closer.
“The shadows are where I belong. In the darkness you can find light, in the light you can find darkness,” Harry purred as he moved closer to Riddick. “And I am both,” Harry whispered as he move his mouth closer to Riddick’s. "You were there when that prospector died," Harry said softly. "Did you see what got him?"
Riddick eyed him. "So, you don't think I did it?" Harry's lips curled slowly into a smirk.
"Come now, Riddick. You're an experienced hunter. Anyone in their right minds would realize that you could never be stupid enough to hide the body then stay at the crime scene to be caught. Not after you've just won your freedom,” Harry purred as he ran his hand down the side of Riddick’s face.
“No. I didn’t see it.” Riddick turned his head to place an open-mouthed kiss on his palm. Harry pressed closer.
“What hold do you have over me, Riddick? Why is it only you that sends the blood rushing through my veins when others have tried?” Confusion flittered through his eyes briefly, a light frown on his face as he slid his arms around Riddick’s neck
"I was going to ask you the same question," Riddick growled.
“You draw me to you Riddick, like a moth to the flame, waiting to be burned….” Harry said softly as he runs his tongue over Riddick’s lips. “Will you burn me Riddick, will you set me aflame? Make me scream your name?”
Growling, Riddick captured those tempting lips before thrusting his tongue into Harry’s mouth. Moaning, Harry moved in-between Riddick’s thighs, hands roaming over his chest, slowly moving down until he palmed a very huge, hard, straining erection. Shivers went down Harry’s spine at the thought of that inside him. Moans and growls came from both of them at that, breaking for breath. Riddick went for Harry’s neck, biting and sucking, trying to mark the pale flesh. Harry purred and moved his head to the side giving Riddick more room.
“You like this, don’t you?” Riddick purred as he nipped the now red skin before licking Harry’s right ear, his tongue trailing over the outer shell.
“Riddick,” Harry moan helplessly, and Riddick chuckled in the same ear before moving back to Harry’s swollen dark red lips. Harry moved his arms back around Riddick’s neck before pushing his hips into Riddick’s moaning as he rubbed his straining erection against the others, swallowing the growl that came from Riddick.
Just as things where getting hotter, they both heard fast footsteps heading their way. Breaking apart, Harry whimpered at the lost of heat. Quietly and quickly, he gave him one last sweet kiss.
“I won’t let them leave you here,” he whispered into Riddick’s ear before moving fast into the shadows where Riddick could see him but no other. Harry was pissed when he saw fucking Fry storm into the room.
“So, where’s the body?” she demanded. Getting frustrated when he didn’t answer her, Fry asked again. “Well, do you want to tell me about the sounds?” Sighing she continued, “Look, you told Johns you heard something.”
Still no answer came from Riddick and Harry was still pissed at getting interrupted for the second time.
“That’s fine. You don’t want to talk to me, that’s your choice. But, just so you know, there’s a debate right now as to whether we should just leave you here to die.” She turned to leave.
“You mean the whispers?” a dark voice rumbled in the silence.
Fry turned back around and walked closer, wary. “What whispers?”
Riddick answered, “The ones telling me to go for the sweet spot just to the left of the spine. Fourth lumbar down. The abdominal aorta. It’s a metallic taste, human blood. Copperish. If you cut it with peppermint schnapps, that goes away--.” Harry felt heat and shivers all over his body at the sound and words that came from Riddick’s mouth, but a quite hiss left his lips at Fry’s interruption.
“Do you want to shock me with the truth now?” Fry asked dryly. Harry
chuckled silently.
“All you people are so scared of me but one. Most days, I take that as a compliment. But it ain’t me you got to worry about now.”
“Show me your eyes, Riddick…” Harry saw Riddick smirk as she asked this. A little smirk crossed his lips as well, she was in for a surprise.
“You’d have to come a lot closer for that.”
Fry moved closer, wary of being so close to the Big Bad. Harry smelled the fear making her blood rush through her veins, running his tongue over his lips as he watched.
“Closer.”
Fry wiped the sweat off her hands on her trousers as she moved closer. Suddenly, Riddick lunged forward, opening his eyes and staring unblinkingly at Fry. She slowly moves backwards nodding her head nervously. She backs into Harry as he stands right behind her.
“Now was going on here.” Harry purrs. Fry spun around in shock as she looks into the glowing green eyes of Harry’s, suddenly feeling like pray being hunted.
“Where the hell can I get eyes like that?”
All three look towards the sound, seeing the kid Jack hanging off a ladder.
“Gotta kill a few people.” Riddick answered.
“That’s okay, I can do it.” Jack said as he hopped off of the ladder.
“Then you gotta get sent to a slam where they say you’ll never see daylight again. You dig up a doctor and you pay him 20 menthol Kools to do a surgical shine job on your eyeballs.” Jack grinned.
”So you can see who’s sneaking up on you in the dark?”
Riddick turned to face Jack smirking. “Exactly.”
“Leave,” Fry said harshly, having had enough as she turned to Jack. Jack ignored her and looked at Harry.
“Yours are awesome too.” Harry smiled at him.
“Thank you. However, mine are little harder to acquire.” Jack leaned forward, looking excited.
“Yeah?”
Harry looked at the ‘boy’ calmly. “Yes. To get eyes like mine, you have to die and be reborn, all in an instant. Then you spend the next twenty years of your life being hunted by a madman, who wants nothing more that to see your blood spilled at his feet. He has to kill everyone you’ve ever loved and then go for you last, so that when you kill him by ripping his heart from his chest and incinerating his very soul to hell… you enjoy it. Then you spend what feels like eternity looking for that one person who can make you complete… make you sane again. That’s how you get eyes like mine.”
Jack stared at him in a mixture of shock and awe. Fry stared at him in horror, while Riddick’s gaze was full of lust. Swallowing what felt like her heart, Fry turned back to the boy on the stairs.
“Leave, Jack. Go upstairs right now,” she said, her voice trembling.
Jack looked disappointed, before grinning at Riddick and Harry, and turning to go back up the ladder, leaving all three alone again.
“Now that wasn’t very nice “Captain,” after all he’s only a curious kid,” Harry said dryly as he walked closer to Fry, making her feel trapped. “As you where when you asked to see Riddick’s eyes,” he purred.
“W... what are you doing down here? You should be with the others, outside,” she stuttered as she turned to Harry, watching him warily. Harry raised a brow at her stuttering.
“Are you scared of me Fry?” he asked with a purr, moving closer with each step. “Or are you scared of what I know. Hm?” With a smirk, Harry tilted his head and turned around, suddenly moving to go outside. “I’ll leave you two alone, for now. It seems Johns is calling. But we will chat again, my dear,” Harry said before he was gone.
Fry let out a breath she had been holding before turning back to Riddick, trying to not see the smug smirk on his face.
“Did I kill a few people?” he said as he sat down again. It took a moment for Fry to remember their earlier conversation. “Sure. Did I kill Zeke? No. You got the wrong killer.”
“He’s not in the hole. We looked.” Riddick’s face disappeared in the darkness, leaving only his eyes shining out like two silver beacons.
“Look deeper.”
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ME) I hope you enjoyed this as much as I enjoy writing it. The question from chapter 5 is still open for the next chapter is going to be the hole and I need to know who is going down there, hopeful if Harry is going down there Riddick wont kill me
Riddick: Grrr..(Evil eyes)
ME) (Sweat drop) err I’m off bye….
Harry: Riddick… (Purr) come play..
Riddick: (sexy grin) Vixen… (Pounces)
ME) oh mi (pulls out popcorn) oh don’t forget to review^_^
Pairings: Riddick/Harry (hopeful will join us later)
Rating: M – swearing and sex scenes
(ME) ok I still what to know who is going down the hole but I thought I give you this chapter as I’ve got so many lovely reviews from everyone. I’m so happy ^_^ I am so glade you like the pairing, and this being my very first story. Hope you enjoy and again a big thank you to Phee-chan.
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(Harry’s Thoughts)
~Riddick’s thoughts~
“Talking”
Chapter 6
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(God I nearly gave myself away then,) Harry thought as he watched Riddick who was still unconscious.
He thought back. They were returning back to the crashed ship when they heard gunshots. Johns ran ahead and they followed behind. Harry nearly blew his top when he saw Johns beating up Riddick and taking his goggles. Shazza didn’t help when she was still screaming to kill Riddick, before she kicked him in the head, knocking him unconscious.
Harry had felt the blood rage coming close to the surface as Johns dragged Riddick into the cargo hold. Harry went to the hole. There was blood all over it and no body. Taking in the scent around it, all he could smell was Riddick, Shazza, and Zeke. Going closer, but wary, he caught a scent of something that sent the hairs on the back of his neck standing on end.
“Fuck!” Harry growled as he backed away. Something was in there and he really didn’t want to find out what. But if it came down to it, he would enter if they thought of sending someone down into the darkness. He had return to the ship, not stopping till he was near Riddick, making sure he wasn’t hurt and healing the small bruising on his head before sitting in the shadows, keeping guide over him.
He shook his head to clear of the memories before rage can fill him again. He still didn’t like how he was acting around Riddick, first that kiss now the bloodlust. As Harry wasn’t paying attention, he didn’t see Riddick coming around.
“Well, well, well…. What’s my little vixen doing down here in the shadows?” came a dark voice. Jumping in shock, Harry turned only to be captured by those gorgeous silver eyes. Heat rushed all over Harry’s body as he moved closer.
“The shadows are where I belong. In the darkness you can find light, in the light you can find darkness,” Harry purred as he moved closer to Riddick. “And I am both,” Harry whispered as he move his mouth closer to Riddick’s. "You were there when that prospector died," Harry said softly. "Did you see what got him?"
Riddick eyed him. "So, you don't think I did it?" Harry's lips curled slowly into a smirk.
"Come now, Riddick. You're an experienced hunter. Anyone in their right minds would realize that you could never be stupid enough to hide the body then stay at the crime scene to be caught. Not after you've just won your freedom,” Harry purred as he ran his hand down the side of Riddick’s face.
“No. I didn’t see it.” Riddick turned his head to place an open-mouthed kiss on his palm. Harry pressed closer.
“What hold do you have over me, Riddick? Why is it only you that sends the blood rushing through my veins when others have tried?” Confusion flittered through his eyes briefly, a light frown on his face as he slid his arms around Riddick’s neck
"I was going to ask you the same question," Riddick growled.
“You draw me to you Riddick, like a moth to the flame, waiting to be burned….” Harry said softly as he runs his tongue over Riddick’s lips. “Will you burn me Riddick, will you set me aflame? Make me scream your name?”
Growling, Riddick captured those tempting lips before thrusting his tongue into Harry’s mouth. Moaning, Harry moved in-between Riddick’s thighs, hands roaming over his chest, slowly moving down until he palmed a very huge, hard, straining erection. Shivers went down Harry’s spine at the thought of that inside him. Moans and growls came from both of them at that, breaking for breath. Riddick went for Harry’s neck, biting and sucking, trying to mark the pale flesh. Harry purred and moved his head to the side giving Riddick more room.
“You like this, don’t you?” Riddick purred as he nipped the now red skin before licking Harry’s right ear, his tongue trailing over the outer shell.
“Riddick,” Harry moan helplessly, and Riddick chuckled in the same ear before moving back to Harry’s swollen dark red lips. Harry moved his arms back around Riddick’s neck before pushing his hips into Riddick’s moaning as he rubbed his straining erection against the others, swallowing the growl that came from Riddick.
Just as things where getting hotter, they both heard fast footsteps heading their way. Breaking apart, Harry whimpered at the lost of heat. Quietly and quickly, he gave him one last sweet kiss.
“I won’t let them leave you here,” he whispered into Riddick’s ear before moving fast into the shadows where Riddick could see him but no other. Harry was pissed when he saw fucking Fry storm into the room.
“So, where’s the body?” she demanded. Getting frustrated when he didn’t answer her, Fry asked again. “Well, do you want to tell me about the sounds?” Sighing she continued, “Look, you told Johns you heard something.”
Still no answer came from Riddick and Harry was still pissed at getting interrupted for the second time.
“That’s fine. You don’t want to talk to me, that’s your choice. But, just so you know, there’s a debate right now as to whether we should just leave you here to die.” She turned to leave.
“You mean the whispers?” a dark voice rumbled in the silence.
Fry turned back around and walked closer, wary. “What whispers?”
Riddick answered, “The ones telling me to go for the sweet spot just to the left of the spine. Fourth lumbar down. The abdominal aorta. It’s a metallic taste, human blood. Copperish. If you cut it with peppermint schnapps, that goes away--.” Harry felt heat and shivers all over his body at the sound and words that came from Riddick’s mouth, but a quite hiss left his lips at Fry’s interruption.
“Do you want to shock me with the truth now?” Fry asked dryly. Harry
chuckled silently.
“All you people are so scared of me but one. Most days, I take that as a compliment. But it ain’t me you got to worry about now.”
“Show me your eyes, Riddick…” Harry saw Riddick smirk as she asked this. A little smirk crossed his lips as well, she was in for a surprise.
“You’d have to come a lot closer for that.”
Fry moved closer, wary of being so close to the Big Bad. Harry smelled the fear making her blood rush through her veins, running his tongue over his lips as he watched.
“Closer.”
Fry wiped the sweat off her hands on her trousers as she moved closer. Suddenly, Riddick lunged forward, opening his eyes and staring unblinkingly at Fry. She slowly moves backwards nodding her head nervously. She backs into Harry as he stands right behind her.
“Now was going on here.” Harry purrs. Fry spun around in shock as she looks into the glowing green eyes of Harry’s, suddenly feeling like pray being hunted.
“Where the hell can I get eyes like that?”
All three look towards the sound, seeing the kid Jack hanging off a ladder.
“Gotta kill a few people.” Riddick answered.
“That’s okay, I can do it.” Jack said as he hopped off of the ladder.
“Then you gotta get sent to a slam where they say you’ll never see daylight again. You dig up a doctor and you pay him 20 menthol Kools to do a surgical shine job on your eyeballs.” Jack grinned.
”So you can see who’s sneaking up on you in the dark?”
Riddick turned to face Jack smirking. “Exactly.”
“Leave,” Fry said harshly, having had enough as she turned to Jack. Jack ignored her and looked at Harry.
“Yours are awesome too.” Harry smiled at him.
“Thank you. However, mine are little harder to acquire.” Jack leaned forward, looking excited.
“Yeah?”
Harry looked at the ‘boy’ calmly. “Yes. To get eyes like mine, you have to die and be reborn, all in an instant. Then you spend the next twenty years of your life being hunted by a madman, who wants nothing more that to see your blood spilled at his feet. He has to kill everyone you’ve ever loved and then go for you last, so that when you kill him by ripping his heart from his chest and incinerating his very soul to hell… you enjoy it. Then you spend what feels like eternity looking for that one person who can make you complete… make you sane again. That’s how you get eyes like mine.”
Jack stared at him in a mixture of shock and awe. Fry stared at him in horror, while Riddick’s gaze was full of lust. Swallowing what felt like her heart, Fry turned back to the boy on the stairs.
“Leave, Jack. Go upstairs right now,” she said, her voice trembling.
Jack looked disappointed, before grinning at Riddick and Harry, and turning to go back up the ladder, leaving all three alone again.
“Now that wasn’t very nice “Captain,” after all he’s only a curious kid,” Harry said dryly as he walked closer to Fry, making her feel trapped. “As you where when you asked to see Riddick’s eyes,” he purred.
“W... what are you doing down here? You should be with the others, outside,” she stuttered as she turned to Harry, watching him warily. Harry raised a brow at her stuttering.
“Are you scared of me Fry?” he asked with a purr, moving closer with each step. “Or are you scared of what I know. Hm?” With a smirk, Harry tilted his head and turned around, suddenly moving to go outside. “I’ll leave you two alone, for now. It seems Johns is calling. But we will chat again, my dear,” Harry said before he was gone.
Fry let out a breath she had been holding before turning back to Riddick, trying to not see the smug smirk on his face.
“Did I kill a few people?” he said as he sat down again. It took a moment for Fry to remember their earlier conversation. “Sure. Did I kill Zeke? No. You got the wrong killer.”
“He’s not in the hole. We looked.” Riddick’s face disappeared in the darkness, leaving only his eyes shining out like two silver beacons.
“Look deeper.”
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ME) I hope you enjoyed this as much as I enjoy writing it. The question from chapter 5 is still open for the next chapter is going to be the hole and I need to know who is going down there, hopeful if Harry is going down there Riddick wont kill me
Riddick: Grrr..(Evil eyes)
ME) (Sweat drop) err I’m off bye….
Harry: Riddick… (Purr) come play..
Riddick: (sexy grin) Vixen… (Pounces)
ME) oh mi (pulls out popcorn) oh don’t forget to review^_^