So You're A Vampire

Let The Games Begin

Snape spent all day teaching his classes. He felt Potter watching him when things got a little hectic with the students. He could feel Potter tense each time a cauldron went off. He wondered, not if, but when Potter would move from his chair and attack someone. He was thankful as the last class ended and Potter hadn't killed anyone. As the last student left, he heard Potter move behind him. "Hungry." Potter told him.

"Well, dinner is almost ready in the Great Hall." Snape told him, he glanced back and realized what Potter meant. "Let's do this in my quarters." They quickly walked to his quarters and Snape noticed people went out of their way to avoid them. He liked that added bonus.

Once in Snape's quarters, Potter pulled Snape into his arms and sat down in a chair. Snape tilted his head and exposed is neck, he felt Potter lick his neck for a few minutes, the tongue moved to his mark on his shoulder and he let out a low moan of pleasure, Potter kept licking it for a long time, Snape felt like he was going to melt into Potter's arms. He almost let out a sigh when Potter went back focusing on his neck, he felt the smooth injection of his fangs and fell into enjoying the pleasure as Potter feed from him. Once he was done, he felt the fangs retract and his tongue lick his neck clean. They sat for a while, neither wanting to move. When Snape finally went to get up, Potter let out a low almost whimpering type of growl. "Potter, we need to go to the Great Hall, if we want to get things done." He stood up, but couldn't move forward as Potter grabbed his arm. "Potter it will be safe, you will keep me safe." He told him.

Potter let go of his arm and stood up. "Growling?"

"Yes, growl your heart out. Scare everyone." Snape stated. He saw Potter flash some fang "keep those fangs flashing too." He paused, "no blood?"

"No." Potter stated. They started for the Great Hall, with Snape wondering why he was getting used to Potter's one-word answers. They entered the Great Hall and everyone stopped talking.

"Well, Potter, I don't think I have ever done that before." Snape made his way up to the head table with Potter following him. He heard Potter growl once in a while when someone got too close to Snape. He stopped by Draco "Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Zambini, Miss Parkinson, and Mr. Nott you have detention with Filch for three months, starting tonight."

When Draco went to object, Potter growled right on cue. "I wouldn't if I were you Mr. Malfoy, you will find Mr. Potter has some strong views on your detention, as do I. I, however, prevailed in what your detention was. He was thinking of you as dinner." He enjoyed watching Draco pale and they continued up to the head table. He was really enjoying this, who knew Potter could provide him with so much fun.

"It appears Mr. Potter is in need of a different house if Professor Snape is the only one able to control him." Umbridge said Snape wanted to laugh, if she thought he was in charge she needed a serious review of creatures, especially vampires. She stood up and Snape looked over to Potter, who let him see a small smile. "Hem, hem, we are going to be re-sorting some students." she paused "Hermione Granger, Ronald Weasley, and Harry Potter."

Snape wanted to shake his head, could she be more obvious. Potter, he noticed, didn't even look surprised. It seemed he was aware of how limited in intelligence the woman was.

Dumbledore stood up, "I must object, there is no reason for any re-sorting."

Snape leaned back, he was going to enjoy this. "You have no say, as High-Inquisitor I have decided those three students will be re-sorted. All three of them are out of control and if you are unable to control them then something must be done, as detentions do not seem to be working."

"I can assure you Mr. Potter." As Dumbledore spoke his name, Potter let out a very menacing loud growl. "is fine in is house as are Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley." Snape wanted to grin at Potter, he was beginning to enjoy these surprising facets that Potter was displaying.