Title: Addiction, 1/?
Summary: I felt like I was floating, my body desired him, his touch, and
his fangs in my neck ... it felt like an addiction.
Disclaimer: I do not own the HP characters or the one BtVS character. I
have no official agreement with the owner's. I make no profit from this
work. It is strictly for entertainment purposes.
Ron's POV .
It had been a quiet night, so that's why I had returned to the new meeting
place. I was helping my watcher Snape, Sirius, Remus, and Hermione
research. Doing research was boring since I usually was outside slaying
vampires and other creatures of the night.
I looked around and noticed that the rest of my friends seemed to have the
same opinion. Except for our resident blood drinker, he was not even
pretending to help. He was sprawled over the couch, boots up on the coffee
table, flicking ash from his cigarette onto the floor. I wonder why on
earth Albus brought a Vampire into our small group. I mean sure he says's
he's harmless, but I don't trust him.
Hermione stopped her research, carefully looked at me, came over and put a
hand on my shoulder squeezing it gently. I looked up into her clear brown
eyes, a delicate frown between her brows. I know what she was thinking; she
was worried about me, like she usually is. She is such a mother hen, but I
love her for it. "Are you okay Ron."
"I'm fine Herm, just a bit tired, long days full of Slayer work, you know
how it is."
"Ron just because you're in the slaying business again doesn't mean you can
overdo di ti in the slaying of demons you know."
Harry's strident voice broke in as he wandered over waving a dusty book in
"Just because the apocalypse is coming, and might I be the one to say that
3 times in one month is just way too many and where does it say we have to
kill ourselves by reading every book in here. "
Snape looked un-amused at Harry, before handing him another stack of books.
"Snape, I know you're a hateful person, but give me a break."
The vampire glanced up from looking at his porn long enough to snort at
"Stop ya whining four eyes, besides isn't this research supposed to help
your white Knight, your slayer."
Harry looked ashamed for a moment; I think he realized that he was
researching so we will know what will attack me next and I can survive it.
"I doubt that there will be another apocalypse in the next few months but
there is no harm in being sure."
Now, I was bored as heck and just shrugged, sweeping the books into a pile
as I quickly stacked them in front of Hermione before glancing at the
clock. "Well my shifts over and I've got to patrol, anyone else
Snape sighed and rubbed his forehead realizing that he wasn't going to win
this one. "I suppose there's only a couple of things that have to be done,
but I still need Hermione. Harry needs to talk to his new father Remus.
Sirius needs to run an errand for Albus."
"You mean that the only one that can accompany me is the blood breath," I
say this while making disgusted faces by just the thought of the vampire
accompany me. I looked up hoping against hope that the vampire wouldn't be
interested to patrol with me. I mean he's a vampire and I'm a resurrected
"Yes of course Watcher greased hair, I'll look after your slayer."
"How many times must I ask you not to call me that. Ron if you're going to
patrol, I suggest being with somebody than nobody." I think that the only
reason that Snape can't stand the vampire is because of the nicknames.
My vampire smirked at us from the couch as I reluctantly agreed taking the
jibes and smiles from my friends with good grace.
"Fine, let's go blood breath."
"Right," my vampire smiled at me before pushing me out the door. I waved
goodbye to the others my glance sliding over the vampire. I sighed as we
headed off to patrol, I was acutely aware of the graceful creature of the
night that prowled slightly in front of me.
"You know slayer, you had been acting odd ever since that Granger bird
resurrected you." I was a little worried by what he told me, did he know
how I felt. Did he know that I was tired of living and that I felt as if I
were in hell?
"What do you mean?"
"Right Ron, I'm not as stupid as your friends, I know something is wrong
and that it's eating you from the inside. If you wouldn't tell me what's
wrong you might end up dead, pet." *Did he just called me pet? * I wildly
thought to myself.
I swallowed heavily tasting the bitter lie in my mouth; I was about try and
talk my way out of it when we were ambushed. From the darkness around us
vampires appeared and my Vampire cocked his head as the leader stalked
closer to me.
"What a find, the Slayer and the slayer's pet vamp."
"Hey who you calling pet vamp."
I felt my vampire moved closer to me, I was keeping my eyes on the group,
there were five vampires and there were two of us, but were strong we can
"No, I'm not his property, he's my property," my vampire's voice was
deceptively soft but I could hear the steel in his tone. "He's mine"
The lead vamp's dark eyes widened as he glanced nervously at me, I tried
not to look as shocked as I felt. What did my vampire say that for and why
did fangy there look like I had moved from dinner to desert. He motioned
for his minions to take me, my heart pounded in my chest as I clutched
harder at my stake.
I struck out and the first to reach me turned to dust before my eyes. My
vampire launched himself at the others knocking two of them down and
staking one that grabbed me by the neck. I felt the hand that had gripped
me painfully disintegrate and looked wildly around.
My vampire had been tackled by one of the two vamps he had knocked over and
was now trading blows furiously. Cold hands gripped my shoulders and I was
pulled back against a hard body. I didn't knew what came over me, but I was
barely struggling against my captor, my breath coming in hard gasps as his
grip changed, one arm pinned me to him the other roughly grabbed my hair.
My eyes watered as my head was wrenched to the side, I shuddered as a rough
tongue licked up my neck to my ear. I didn't know why I wasn't fighting
back, but some small part of me wanted this, I wanted the end.
I soon felt the needle sharp teeth pierced my skin, I could feel the blood
being sucked out of my body but before I could scream I was knocked from my
feet. I landed on my stomach and I felt the vamp on top of me turn to dust
as my vampire staked him from behind. I lay panting in the dust as Spike
reached down and rolled me over.
Taking his hand I raised unsteadily to my feet, I needed no coaxing to lean
against his hard body, resting my head on his shoulder. *Mmmm, even though
he's taller than me, he is just right for me .*
My vampire was busy checking my wound; I could feel the blood running down
my neck. I felt my vampire's game face emerge, his body trembling as he
fought against the call of my blood and the demon in himself. "What were
you thinking slayer? Why did you let that vampire bite you? Are you out of
your bloody mind? Do you even have any idea of what a vampire bite can do
I, of course, didn't register his words; I was just interested in his body
language to even care about what he was telling me. My vampire went to push
me away but I hung on, I was feeling light headed but I was desperate for
the contact with the undead body.
"What? Aren't you hungry?" I teased him, knowing perfectly well that my
blood was driving his demon insane with hunger.
"Dammit Slayer let me go, your playing' with fire here."
"I know, but you can't hurt me and there's good slayer blood that's going
to waste here."
I threaded my hand through his platinum hair, so much softer in reality
than it looked, pulling his face closer to my neck. My vampire resisted,
twisting his head to gaze at me, it was my turn to tremble as I looked into
his amber eyes.
Whatever he saw there made him relax and he bent his head to my neck
licking up the spilled blood. Pulling open my shirt where the flow had
dripped down on to my chest. Fire rushed to my groin as I watched him
suckle the blood from nipple, my breathing hitched as he looked up and
fiery amber eyes bored into mine.
I closed my eyes and felt the kitten licks travel back up my skin toward
the puncture marks on my neck. My vampire lapped up rest of the still
flowing blood, pulling me to him, I could feel how hard he was, hell he
could feel how hard I was. Gently he tongued over the twin marks before
slipping his own fangs into the wound.
I sighed in contentment as I felt him draw a mouthful of my blood, my body
rubbing against his. I felt him relax as there was no complaint from his
curse, he took another mouthful and I moaned, tightening my arms around
"Oh god so good . so good!"
I felt like I was floating, my body desired him, his touch, and his fangs
in my neck, his manhood hard against my hip. I felt his hand on me,
stroking me through the rough denim of my jeans as he took more of my
lifeblood. I jerked against him; slowly he lifted his fangs from my neck,
licking the wound until it closed. His voice was so soft but I could feel
the words burning into my soul.
"Your mine, Luv."
I shuddered and came, the warm wetness seeping through my jeans. I bowed my
head and rested it on his shoulder my arms falling limply to my sides. I
felt good but incredibly light headed from the blood loss; I think I would
have fallen if my vampire hadn't held me up. I could feel him so hard
against me as I tentatively rubbed my hand over his erection. He moaned
softly in my ear, my heart jumped and I struggled to undo his jeans.
He snorted, and then gasped as I finally exposed him to the cool night air.
I shook as I wrapped my hand around his cock, it was so hard, pre-cum
leaked from the tip. I swiped my thumb over it before gently moving his
foreskin back. My vampire thrust into my hand, I could hear him panting,
and his body so tense I could tell it wouldn't be long.
"Ummm . Slayer . that's so good, yeah just like that."
I wrapped my other arm around his waist and pulled him closer, loving the
feel of his hips thrusting under my hand. His face had melted back to his
human visage, sky blue eyes full of lust, his breath coming hard and fast
through his pouty lips, he looked edible.
I leant my head forward and captured those lips in a deep kiss, my tongue
probing in time with my hands sure movement. I felt him shudder the moment
that he came, his body went from incredibly tense to achingly still to
I lifted my head to watch him, unguarded for just a few seconds. In a few
moments I saw more in those blue depths than I had seen in all the time I'd
known him. I felt a quiet ache where he had taken my blood that seemed to
permeate my entire being.
We broke apart reluctantly; I had the strangest desire to just be close to
my vampire, it felt like an addiction. I smiled when after he had cleaned
us up he lifted my arm and ducked under it, throwing his arm around my
waist. It was just as well as I was feeling a bit unsteady on my feet;
cautiously we made our way back to Hogwarts.
After giving the edited version of what happened I was happy to let my
watcher Snape fuss over me, giving me orange juice and cookies, making me
lie down till I felt better. My vampire was quiet sitting on the counter
reading a paper where I could watch him from the corner of my eye.
"Well Ron, it appears you were quite lucky this time. You don't appear to
have lost too much blood, but I want you to take it easy for a while. You
should be right to go to class tomorrow but try not to do any heavy
"Its cool Snape, I can catch up on my homework tomorrow"
"Maybe you should have the vampire take you to your room, you really should
get some sleep."
My vampire all but leapt off the counter. "Well c'mon slayer, get your arse
into gear, the sooner I get you to your room the sooner I can go out and
have some fun."
"Hey, wounded Slayer here, have a little sympathy"
My vampire arched an eyebrow at me and I hid a smile at Snape infuriated
Slowly getting up, I followed the blonde out of the secret meeting place.
It was a quiet walk. I was unsure of what to say and my vampire seemed un-
inclined to voice any opinion. Too soon we reached my room, my vampire
helped me. He turned to walk away and my heart lurched, I reached out and
grasped his hand, stopping him in his tracks.
"Would you like to stay with me?" I didn't know why I had asked this, but I
had this strange need that I couldn't control. The good thing is that I
have my own room just because I'm a prefect.
I saw the little shiver tumble though him, then his fingers were gently
disentangling from mine. There was an air of sadness around him as he shook
his head silently; he lifted his head and his eyes held mine. I felt
weakness overcoming me and then I was falling and he was there, holding me,
cradling me in his arms. I nuzzled into his neck; happy at last, here was
where I longed to be.
His scent surrounded me, I felt him removing my clothes and placing me in
my bed. My head felt dazed and my eyes too heavy to stay open a moment
longer, I heard him whisper or was that a memory as I fell headlong into