Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction ❯ Dark Fate ❯ Get Your Fangs Away From Me You Asshole! ( Chapter 1 )
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By: DrarryandSasuNarufan307 
Harry and Draco meet.
Non Anime: Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Romance / Adventure / Action | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 08.21.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Work In Progress
Harry and Draco meet.
Non Anime: Harry Potter - Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Romance / Adventure / Action | Type: Crossover | Uploaded On: 08.21.2007 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Work In Progress
Dark Fate
Chapter 1: Get your fangs away from me!
Summary: Draco Malfoy is a Carpathian searching for his lifemate. It’s Christmas time and all Carapathians are gathering in their homeland the Carapathian Mountians. Harry Potter is also in the Carapathian Mountians looking for his twin sister Skyler. Though master vampire Voldermort is right behind him. Will Draco and Harry ever find each other and love? Or will heartbreak be their Christmas present from Voldemort?
Author’s Note: The character’s from Harry Potter and the Dark series do not belong to me, but to JRK and Christine Feehan. Only the plot belongs to me. Also I’m looking for a beta if any one is willing.
The cold wintery chill surrounded Harry Potter a man barely 21. Now the cold would have forced anyone else to seek shelter, but Harry was a man on a mission. Since he had turned 16 Harry had searched around the world for his sister. When he had recently turned 21 he was allowed access to his sister’s adoption records. He had learned she was adopted twice. The second adoption had been a success and she stayed with the family until she married her husband Dimitri at 20. The newly married couple had then moved to Russia.
He had also learned that Skyler had recently visited her adoptive parents in Paris, France. Then the two couples had flown to the Carpathian Mountians for a Christmas gathering. Though Harry knew that it was really gathering of Carpathians. It really helped to be able to talk to animals they know everything. When he was a little boy working in his aunt and uncle’s garden the snakes would tell him stories of a magical race that were as old as time, and could control the very elements themselves. The snakes had also told Harry of how Carapathians without their lifemate they became vampires evil creatures that lived only to kill.
Harry was brought back to reality when he heard serval wolves howl. He quickly glanced around him as he continued down the stone path. Supposedly this path led to an inn about ten miles away from the prince of the Carapathians house. Harry figured that he would rest at the inn for a few hours and head toward the prince’s house a little before sunset. Harry figured if anyone would know where Skyler was the prince would.
The snakes in Paris had confirmed that Skyler’s adoptive parents, her husband, and herself are Carapathians. Which meant they slept during the day. So his best chance to find Skyler was tomorrow night. Harry had to wonder if the prince would lead him to Skyler or if he would kill him for knowing to much. Well it was worth a shot as long as he fulfilled his mother’s last wish. That he and Skyler would be a family. Harry pulled his coat closer to him to gain a bit more shelter from the wind. He continued walking for fifteen minutes until he saw lights from a window.
Harry entered into a mild jog praying that the lights came from an inn. He finally reached a sign that said inn that pointed to the direction of the lights. Harry continued on till he reached the door. He opened it slowly so as not to disturb anyone since it was two in the morning. The wooded door made a crick sound as it was grabbed by someone on the other side and thrown open. Harry fell to the ground as the door was ripped out of his hands.
“Oh my! Are you all right? Ronald what did you do that for?” A bushy haired woman exclaimed as she helped Harry up. After brushing the dirt off his clothes Harry took in his surroundings. Next to the bushy haired woman was a tall gangly red haired man who he assumed was Ronald. “ Are you all right?” The woman asked again.
Harry smiled an said, “Yeah sure I’m fine. Anyway I need a place to stay tonight. Are there any rooms available?”
The woman returned the smile and said, “Yes we have rooms available. I’m Hermione Weasly, and this is my husband Ronald Weasly. My parents own the inn, but they are on vacation right now. So we’re looking after the inn while their away. What are you doing out so late at night anyway?” She asked as she began to look for an available room key.
Harry walked over to the front desk realizing that Ron was watching him. “ I’m visiting my sister. She’s stay near here with her husband. I just didn’t want to risk walking up the mountain in this storm.”
Ron looked at Harry questionably. “ Whose your sister?” Harry was saved from answering Ron’s question when Hermione came over with the room key.
“Well I’m worn out goodnight.” Before the couple could get a word out Harry had run up the stairs and into his room. “ Well that was close I can’t let anyone know I’m here.” Harry said to himself as he tossed his jacket off. Harry climbed into the bed and went to sleep.
Draco Malfoy flew towards the inn where his friends Ron and Hermione were staying. Dawn was coming and he would need to go to ground soon. As he got closer and closer to the inn he felt something compelling him to go to the room in the attic. He beat his wings and flew higher. He perched himself on the branch that peered into the attic window.
He looked into the window and saw a figure that made color burst at him for the first time in 600 hundred years. The wild mane of black hair framed the man’s pale angelic face perfectly. Draco noticed a lightning bolt shaped scar on the man’s forehead. Draco had to resist the urge to go in and caress the scar. Draco used his powers to force the windows open. He shifted from his owl form back into his human one.
As he stared lovingly at the man before him Draco realized that this man was his lifemate. He had heard tales of Carapathians having human females as lifemates which was rare. There were also tales of human males being lifemates to Carapathians which was even rarer. Draco walked over towards the bed where his little lifemate slept.
As Draco sat on the bed and lovingly traced the lightning shaped scar he leaned in and breathed in his mate’s scent. The man smelled of roses and rainstorms. It made Draco shiver with lust. Draco’s tongue traced his fangs as he leaned closer and closer to his mate’s neck. As he bent down to taste his mate’s blood for the first time he soon felt cold steel against his neck.
Draco looked into his mate’s emerald eyes and saw the anger in them. The steel pushed closer to his throat as his mate said, “ Get your fangs away from me you asshole!”
Chapter 1: Get your fangs away from me!
Summary: Draco Malfoy is a Carpathian searching for his lifemate. It’s Christmas time and all Carapathians are gathering in their homeland the Carapathian Mountians. Harry Potter is also in the Carapathian Mountians looking for his twin sister Skyler. Though master vampire Voldermort is right behind him. Will Draco and Harry ever find each other and love? Or will heartbreak be their Christmas present from Voldemort?
Author’s Note: The character’s from Harry Potter and the Dark series do not belong to me, but to JRK and Christine Feehan. Only the plot belongs to me. Also I’m looking for a beta if any one is willing.
The cold wintery chill surrounded Harry Potter a man barely 21. Now the cold would have forced anyone else to seek shelter, but Harry was a man on a mission. Since he had turned 16 Harry had searched around the world for his sister. When he had recently turned 21 he was allowed access to his sister’s adoption records. He had learned she was adopted twice. The second adoption had been a success and she stayed with the family until she married her husband Dimitri at 20. The newly married couple had then moved to Russia.
He had also learned that Skyler had recently visited her adoptive parents in Paris, France. Then the two couples had flown to the Carpathian Mountians for a Christmas gathering. Though Harry knew that it was really gathering of Carpathians. It really helped to be able to talk to animals they know everything. When he was a little boy working in his aunt and uncle’s garden the snakes would tell him stories of a magical race that were as old as time, and could control the very elements themselves. The snakes had also told Harry of how Carapathians without their lifemate they became vampires evil creatures that lived only to kill.
Harry was brought back to reality when he heard serval wolves howl. He quickly glanced around him as he continued down the stone path. Supposedly this path led to an inn about ten miles away from the prince of the Carapathians house. Harry figured that he would rest at the inn for a few hours and head toward the prince’s house a little before sunset. Harry figured if anyone would know where Skyler was the prince would.
The snakes in Paris had confirmed that Skyler’s adoptive parents, her husband, and herself are Carapathians. Which meant they slept during the day. So his best chance to find Skyler was tomorrow night. Harry had to wonder if the prince would lead him to Skyler or if he would kill him for knowing to much. Well it was worth a shot as long as he fulfilled his mother’s last wish. That he and Skyler would be a family. Harry pulled his coat closer to him to gain a bit more shelter from the wind. He continued walking for fifteen minutes until he saw lights from a window.
Harry entered into a mild jog praying that the lights came from an inn. He finally reached a sign that said inn that pointed to the direction of the lights. Harry continued on till he reached the door. He opened it slowly so as not to disturb anyone since it was two in the morning. The wooded door made a crick sound as it was grabbed by someone on the other side and thrown open. Harry fell to the ground as the door was ripped out of his hands.
“Oh my! Are you all right? Ronald what did you do that for?” A bushy haired woman exclaimed as she helped Harry up. After brushing the dirt off his clothes Harry took in his surroundings. Next to the bushy haired woman was a tall gangly red haired man who he assumed was Ronald. “ Are you all right?” The woman asked again.
Harry smiled an said, “Yeah sure I’m fine. Anyway I need a place to stay tonight. Are there any rooms available?”
The woman returned the smile and said, “Yes we have rooms available. I’m Hermione Weasly, and this is my husband Ronald Weasly. My parents own the inn, but they are on vacation right now. So we’re looking after the inn while their away. What are you doing out so late at night anyway?” She asked as she began to look for an available room key.
Harry walked over to the front desk realizing that Ron was watching him. “ I’m visiting my sister. She’s stay near here with her husband. I just didn’t want to risk walking up the mountain in this storm.”
Ron looked at Harry questionably. “ Whose your sister?” Harry was saved from answering Ron’s question when Hermione came over with the room key.
“Well I’m worn out goodnight.” Before the couple could get a word out Harry had run up the stairs and into his room. “ Well that was close I can’t let anyone know I’m here.” Harry said to himself as he tossed his jacket off. Harry climbed into the bed and went to sleep.
Draco Malfoy flew towards the inn where his friends Ron and Hermione were staying. Dawn was coming and he would need to go to ground soon. As he got closer and closer to the inn he felt something compelling him to go to the room in the attic. He beat his wings and flew higher. He perched himself on the branch that peered into the attic window.
He looked into the window and saw a figure that made color burst at him for the first time in 600 hundred years. The wild mane of black hair framed the man’s pale angelic face perfectly. Draco noticed a lightning bolt shaped scar on the man’s forehead. Draco had to resist the urge to go in and caress the scar. Draco used his powers to force the windows open. He shifted from his owl form back into his human one.
As he stared lovingly at the man before him Draco realized that this man was his lifemate. He had heard tales of Carapathians having human females as lifemates which was rare. There were also tales of human males being lifemates to Carapathians which was even rarer. Draco walked over towards the bed where his little lifemate slept.
As Draco sat on the bed and lovingly traced the lightning shaped scar he leaned in and breathed in his mate’s scent. The man smelled of roses and rainstorms. It made Draco shiver with lust. Draco’s tongue traced his fangs as he leaned closer and closer to his mate’s neck. As he bent down to taste his mate’s blood for the first time he soon felt cold steel against his neck.
Draco looked into his mate’s emerald eyes and saw the anger in them. The steel pushed closer to his throat as his mate said, “ Get your fangs away from me you asshole!”