Chapter 5: Blood & Sex

Weeks passed and Snape found himself growing more and more attached to his young student. He still hadn't done anything about it however, making Lucius and Ariei ridicule him.

Lucius and Ariei were still living in the castle. They ate with the teachers and sat in on different classes. Lucius never really paid attention, but often Ariei wouldn't pay attention to him. He would sigh and lean back in his chair looking like a disgruntled puppy. Ariei, however, always kept her attention on the teacher, particularly Snape. She blinked little and it unnerved him.

Hermione would ask question of Ariei after class about vampirism. Ariei would answer them jovially, while Lucius languished beside her. Snape was more than slightly worried that Hermione was becoming fast friends with the vampire.

He was also worried about the student body as a whole, but none so far had turned up with vampire bites… or dead for that matter. One day, close to Christmas, everything changed.

Harry walked into Snape's class with a red mark on his neck. Snape was reminded of his promise to Dumbledore about protecting the young Potter. He couldn't quite see what it was from his position at the front of the room and Harry had been growing his hair out and it covered most of the mark, but it must have been a vampire bite.

As soon as Ariei and Lucius walked in, Snape strode back and confronted them quietly. "Ariei, I'm almost certain Lucius has enough blood to fill you. Harry Potter does not need to be drained of his as well," he whispered accusingly.

Ariei raised an eyebrow amused. "You think I bit Harry? It looks more like a hickey to me and if I see correctly, and I do, it looks like Lucius's son Draco has one too."

"What?" Lucius looked up from Ariei's chest to Draco's neck. He pursed his lips and took a step toward his only heir. Snape put a hand on his shoulder as Ariei laughed happily.

"Lucius, we don't know that it's from Potter. For all we know, it could be from some young pureblood Slytherin girl."

Lucius sat down, pulling Ariei onto his lap. "You're right. It's probably from Pansy Parkinson. They've been friends since I can remember. It's only natural they should progress."

Ariei giggled and kissed Lucius's neck. "You think what you want to think, Luci."

Snape raised an eyebrow at the nickname. "Luci?"

Lucius glared at Snape, but moaned quietly as Ariei sucked on the pressure point by his ear. Snape laughed to himself and walked to the front of the classroom.

"I do hope that most of you forgot to bring a hair today so that I may pull your own out."

Some students turned hurridly to their partners pulling out hairs while others picked hairs off the backs of the people in front of them. Snape smirked. He looked toward Hermione and noticed she had a long brown hair wound in a tube. Harry, Draco and Ron had some as well, but Harry's was short and blond, Draco's was short and black, and it looked like Ron had one of his own in his bottle.

"I'm glad to see that some of you came prepared today." Snape flicked his wand and instructions on how to make the Polyjuice potion appeared on the board. "I have gathered all the ingredients for you. All you useless children have to do is brew the potion and put your hairs in."

The students looked at him confused. They weren't the brightest.

"Well, get working! We don't have all day," Snape hissed and stalked to the back of his classroom. He sat down in a huff. Stupid children!

Lucius was once again trying to get Ariei's attention, who was busy staring at Snape. He sighed and put his arms around her. He moved her hair and kissed her neck. Ariei shook him off. Lucius pushed her off his lap intending to push her to the floor, but her quickness landed her next to Snape.

Snape jumped slightly before glaring at her. "What do you want?"

"You," she said to Snape's surprise, "need to release your frustration and stress."

Snape rolled his eyes. "And how to you suppose I do that?"

"Nail someone," she said simply.

Snape laughed, which caused quite a stir amongst the students, most of whom looked back at him in fear. "Who am I going to make love to?"

"I didn't say 'make love to' Severus Snape, I said nail. It's completely different."

"As you both well know," Lucius grumbled.

"Hush, love. Snape and I are talking," Ariei said and patted Lucius's leg.

"What did you just say to me?" Lucius hissed.

"I'm trying to fix Snape. Now, be quiet," Ariei said calmly, but her eyes had tinted red.

"Who do you think I am? Some lowly Mudblood? Like your plaything over there?"

"No, I think you're the idiot who followed a moronic half-blood who looked like a snake and failed miserably in his attempts to conquer the world."

"At least, I'm not someone who's kind is ridiculed and killed for sport."

"You're right. But then again, you were the one who was doing the killing."

"Probably, but I don't kill to live."

"No, you just sit on your fat, saggy, arse and let your father's investments give you all the money you need."

Lucius glared at Ariei and stood up. Snape was reminded of why Lucius was in Voldemort's inner circle. "Snape, Ariei will be needing another room." He stalked out slamming the door closed.

The room was silent before hushed whispers broke out and Snape had to silence them. He walked back to the front of the room.

"You should have all finished brewing by now since most of the project was done for you beforehand. Add your hairs and take a drink." Snape smirked knowing firsthand the disgusting taste.

The sound of gagging soon filled the room and there was the odd sound of bones and flesh stretching or shrinking. Snape was correct in his assumption that Draco and Harry had each other's hair. Ron, who had probably though he had his or his sister's hair, had ended up with Hermione's cat's hair. He started sprouting whiskers and shortened considerably. A tail swung underneath his robes.

Snape looked around for Hermione, but was unable to spot her amidst the other students. "The potion should wear off by the end of the class period. Except for you, Weasley. You should go to the Infirmary at once."

The Slytherins snickered as Ron nearly pranced out his tail swishing behind him.

Ariei had walked into the middle of the students. She nodded at Snape and walked out with a bottle of something in her hand. Probably gone to get back in Lucius's good graces. I must remember to ask what she took with her.

Snape walked behind his desk and sat down. The rest of the class period when by swiftly with him being entertained by the antics of the class as they tried to figure out who had changed into who.

In fact, despite it being a Thursday, the rest of the day was uneventful and passed quickly. Snape didn't usually journey anywhere, but he was feeling in need of a tall glass of firewhiskey to mull things over. He flooed to the Three Broomsticks and walked to a dark corner. Madam Rosmerta was over in no time.

"Well, Severus, it's been a long time. What I can I do for you?"

"It has been a long time, Opal. I'd like a glass of firewhiskey."

"Things to think over, huh?" She smiled knowingly and a bottle of firewhiskey and a glass appeared. She set them down. "It's on the house."

Snape was flabbergasted. "Uh… Thanks."

Madam Rosmerta smiled and walked away.

Snape opened the bottle and poured himself a glass. He took a drink and grimaced slightly as it burned it's way down.

Now what to do about Hermione…

The bottle was nearly empty when Ariei walked in and sat across from Snape.

"Well, darling… Ariei… how nice of you to, hic, join me," Snape said, clearly drunk.

"I'm here to talk business, P-Severus. What of my proposal?"

"Proposal?"

"You to release your stress by shagging someone."

Snape was quiet for a moment trying to remember. "Oh, yeah."

Ariei took a drink from a container at her side. She tried not to grimace.

"What's in there?" Curiosity made Snape scatterbrained.

"Blood. You don't want any," Ariei replied. "Now, what say you?"

"Yeah, sure, but who? You know who I want. You told me yourself."

"I will be yours for the night."

"You? What would Lucius say?"

"Damn Lucius. That prat wouldn't know a good shag if it danced in front of him naked," Ariei spat.

"Well, alright. Let's go then," Snape stood up too quickly and almost fell over. Ariei caught him and they walked over to the floo fireplace. They stepped in, whirled around and ended in Snape's quarters.

They started making out, each dueling for dominance and clothes were lost. As Snape laid Ariei back on his bed, she looked up at him apprehension in her eyes.

"What's the matter?" he asked.

"I've… I've never done this before," she answered.

"I'm sure you and Lucius have…"

"I mean, with you," she said quickly.

"True, I'm pretty sure I would remember sleeping with a vampire."

"I'm sure it's unforgettable."

"Why you arrogant… I'm just going to have to silence you."

"Please do," Ariei answered, her eyes twinkling.

Disclaimer: I own nothing… except Ariei… I love her. huggles her

A/N: I realize that Madam Rosmerta doesn't have a name (yes, I did look it up) so I made one up and since I don't think I've ever read a fanfic with her in it, I don't know what the fanon name for her is. Oh yeah… HI! I'm back! I'm working on the next chapter as we speak… okay… only sorta. I got caught up in my Original story that I had to write for school, but things should be going good now. Expect the next chapter soon! :D