6.
The atmosphere had been tense for some days. Snape had had two months to find a way to tell Harry, but he hadn't found one. He had to tell him it would change his future forever and his own too. He felt like a caged lion and he hated that feeling. Severus pinched his nose and glanced at the younger boy. He was meditating. That's what he did most of the time. How could I tell him? I feel like I'm trapping him. And the last thing I want right now is to lose the trust we've built up over the past two months. He sighed, that wasn't the only problem. He unconsciously touches the arm where there is his mark of belonging to the Death Eaters. He had had two summonses since they were locked up. By now the Dark Lord must have heard the news. He must be enraged that his potions master and nemesis is missing. I'm sure that like Dumbledore, he's moving heaven and earth to find us. Maybe he already thinks I betrayed him. But that wasn't really a problem. With his vampiric powers Severus could have gotten rid of it already. But he preferred to continue his work as a spy to protect Harry. I wonder how many of my snakes were forced to join the ranks. He wasn't worried about his Slytherins at Hogwarts. He made sure that if one day he couldn't return to the castle that his snakes would be protected there. However, once at home the Potions Master had very little authority.
Severus Snape sighted again. I can't have peaceful in my life can I.
Harry gets up to sit next to his Potions teacher. He had just finished his morning meditation session. He had sensed Snape becoming anxious for the past few days. Thanks to his two months together he had learned to read his grumpy teacher. He looked like he wanted to tell him something but didn't know what to say. I would have laughed at the situation if it didn't seem important. "Harry, I want to talk about the third month. As I told you I am a vampire and I have already consumed my dose of blood. So soon I will go into withdrawal. In itself I would not have been a danger to you but your poor health and the fact that we have no food makes me a threat." Severus pauses. "I could also turn you into a vampire but the process is excruciating. You feel your bones melt, your flesh burn and then your body regenerates. It is like a rebirth but the pain is unbearable. However, there is a great risk that you will lose your magic in the process or that you will go crazy from the pain." The Potions master meets his student's eyes and sees emeralds glowing with admiration. He turns his head away uncomfortably. "And the other option that is the safest is that you become my chalice. " He said.
"Your chalice ?" Harry cut him off. The professor takes a deep breath to avoid making a derogatory remark. It is true that with the quality of the teachers of the dark arts that the students have had in the last 3 years the knowledge of the young lion is less. "A chalice is the vampire's life companion. It will provide him with the blood his vampire will need. Once transformed into a chalice, its blood volume increases considerably. There will also be changes to his body so that he is in full health. Of course he becomes immortal and in the case of the wizards there is no risk of losing his magic. To form the bond we will have to drink a mixture of our two bloods. Then we will fall asleep for more than 48 hours so that our bodies accept the union. And finally we will seal our union by a sexual act." Severus finished. "So if I understand well not to die for lack of blood if you bite me. I have the choice between becoming a vampire at the risk of losing my magic and going mad. Or I become your soul mate keeping my magic and as an advantage having a healthier body." Harry concludes. His professor simply nods.
A heavy silence settled between them. The young man measures the consequences that would generate. "Will we be married in law ?" Harry asks after a moment. "Yes Harry." The spy answers knowing full well what Harry is implying.
I had never thought about having a relationship with someone before. He didn't even know his sexual orientation. And now he was going to marry his grumpy, sarcastic, hot-tempered teacher and so on. Part of him was happy about this union because it meant he wouldn't be going to the Dursleys anymore. And he had to admit that he enjoyed the company of the Slytherin Head. But another felt overwhelmed by the events. He felt like he was forcing his teacher, using him. If it wasn't for him, none of this would have happened. Who would want a phenomenon like me if not forced. "Are you sure you want this professor ? I feel like I'm trapping you. I-I-I...I don't want..." Harry whispers with his head down but Severus hears him. He scans the young man. It can't be true. I heard wrong. How can he think that everything is his fault? These muggles I want to torture until they beg me to kill them. Harry has so little self-preservation.
"Look, Harry, I'm not the ideal person to have as a companion. I have more faults than qualities. I've definitely never considered a relationship before. I never thought that I would have the opportunity to have one. But if you're in this situation, there's a reason." He says suavely. "And I will do everything in my power to protect you and make you...hum... happy." He said looking him in the eyes. "Heu...when...you...I...us..." The young man hesitates in the formulation of his sentence. I'm going to be married at 15 to a man who is more than twice that. And the fact that I don't mind it worries me. Severus examines it carefully. The young Potter's hair reached his shoulders. He still looked awfully thin. And thanks to his meditation sessions, he looked more serene.
The older man was surprised that Harry didn't complain. He was also reassured because he didn't think the young wizard would complete his transformation into a vampire. And if he did, it was quite possible that they would start to kill each other. However Snape was sure that he would come out alive from the battle. I will be Potter junior's...hurg... husband. James must be turning in his grave. He smiles inwardly at the thought. Lily, I hope I don't disappoint you any more than I did with this union with your son. Merlin, he could be my son!
"Accio Harry's glass." The vampire brings out his claws and slashes his wrist leaving a certain amount of blood flowing into the glass. He then hands it to Potter who takes it without hesitation. The cut closes by itself. He slashes the wrist of Harry too. Then close it magically once the glass is filled. The smell of Harry's blood was beginning to get to his head, thankfully he was not yet in withdrawal. Severus drank the first half of the glass and handed it to his future chalice. Hmmm! It's been years since I've had human blood. Harry looked at the glass with determination and drank the other half down. They both lay down on the bench and fell deeply asleep.
Severus is the first to wake up. He felt groggy and incomplete. He throws a tempus. He looks at the clock dumbfounded. He had slept for nearly three days. The young potions master glanced at his young companion and frowned. Harry was sweating and breathing heavily. The young man opened his eyes suddenly and turned on his side to vomit. A dark substance was coming out of his mouth. All of the vampire's senses were on alert. He was worried about his companion's reaction. Not one book had mentioned this kind of reaction. What did you expect, Severus, with Harry nothing goes as planned. He helps Harry to sit up and then begins to gently rub his back. He wrinkles his nose and then a long growl comes out of his throat. His eyes turned red and his irises lengthened like those of felines. How is it that he has not detected anything ? He took deep breaths to calm down.
Harry's body was being purged of all substances and spells that were detrimental to his well-being. "I'm here, Harry. Now I'm here."
A few minutes later the young man's vomiting had finally subsided. Severus had cast a spell to clean up the vomit. He was running his hand through the younger man's hair. However Harry Potter's respite was short-lived. His body jerked back. "Burn burn burn burn!!!" He screams in pain. A black smoke escaped from his scar which began to bleed. The potions teacher grunted again as he felt the traces of black magic. Harry suddenly convulsed and passed out as his vampire looked on in horror. Damn it, Harry. Severus brings his chalice close to him and resumes stroking his hair. I swear Harry you're going to give me a heart attack one day.
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