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By : Notsalony
Category: Anita Blake > Crossovers > AB/Harry Potter
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"You have two seconds to point me to my son." Narcissia pointed her wand at Harry.

"He's upstairs, to the left, dead for the day?" Harry spoke quickly.

"... day... vampire... real...." Narcissia collapsed right there.

"Nathaniel?" Harry called into the kitchen, with the unconscious witch lying across him.

"Picking up girls now?" Nathaniel grinned.

"No more Jason time for you." Harry helped lift Narcissa up. "She's Draco's mom."

"That explains somethings." Nathaniel lifted her up and laid her own out the couch. "She's pretty." Nathaniel stroked her hair, Harry slumped back and landed on the floor again.

"She reacted badly to Draco's letter." Harry got up from the floor then. "Must have thought we were lying to her about him being a vampire." Harry dusted himself off and headed towards the kitchen. "Please tell me there's more food!"

"Yes." Nathaniel grinned. "But remember to eat light. You have shows going tonight."

"Right." Harry stretched. "I'll run and do some weight lifting and maybe some stretches before I go to work tonight." Harry smiled.

"You should invite Draco to the show." Nathaniel smiled.

"Maybe. I'd like him and Sam to be there. But Sam's a little ways away from being able to come here." Harry shrugged as he padded into the kitchen and picked up a slice of bacon.

"Maybe Sam can start to come home tonight."

"Maybe I'll just apperate Sam home." Harry frowned.

"What?"

"Where's the guy I attacked?" Harry looked around. His mind finally registering what was missing.

"Oh, Jake Seveath." Nathaniel smiled. "He's out back." He pointed. Harry nodded and padded outside in just his pajama bottoms to find a nearly as nude man working out in the back yard. He was wearing a pair of boxer briefs that were barely covering him.

"You know. Last night these covered me and then some." Jake looked over his shoulder. "I couldn't fit into most of my cloths. Just too big on me." He smirked as he looked down. "Then I get shot and you show up, and now I'm only vaguely able to fit in my boxers. Would you believe these things are actually tight in places." He turned and showed his ass to Harry. "I have an ass now. An actual ass. And the other side's bigger too." He blushed slightly. "I... I thought I'd never be even half this size." He bit his lip and looked down. "I'm going to have to go cloths shopping soon."

"Don't worry. We'll take care of it. I look after my clan." He put his hand on the man's bare shoulder and Jake reacted instantly. He mewed and panted, his boxers tenting out with the massive organ that had, when soft, threatened to fall out of the boxers, were now threatening to tear them apart.

"Oh gods... that's... so... good..." Jake panted.

"I feel your pleasure." Harry panted, as he did nothing more then hold Jake's arm.

"More... so ... close..." Jake whimpered. Harry pushed the power into Jake who moaned as his boxers split open, his massive hard on hung out in the open air moments before he unloaded his new larger balls all over the grass. Panting and moaning he kept on cumming till he fell out of Harry's grasp. "What... was... that...?" Jake panted.

"No clue. But... wow." Harry grinned, his mind flashing to his own tented pajama bottoms.

"wow...." Jake's eyes glazed over as he smiled from where he'd laid on his side in the grass, his cock still lying out in the open, slowly oozing cum as the wind gently grazed his swollen member.

"I wonder if I can do that again?" Harry grazed his fingers down Jake's bare arm and his bloated cock belched out more cum. "Okay stopping now." Harry pulled his hand back and grinned.

"no more please." Jake panted. "At least not for a little while..." He grinned. "That was good, but I need to rest." He looked down at his ruined boxers. "Damn, I'm going to have to borrow something to ware around the house." He beamed at Harry.

"Well, now that I've made you a Tarat and got you to blow your load, my name is Harry." Harry stuck out his hand.

"Thanks." Jake shook his hand.

"Now about cloths..." Harry waved his wand and the boxers repaired themselves and resized to fit him better. "Can't have you running around naked scaring everyone with that weapon you have between your legs."

"You kidding? I was planning on running down the street naked!" Jake grinned. "My dick is HUGE!" He smiled.

"That it is." Harry grinned back.

"THANK YOU!" Jake grabbed him and held him close, only realizing the problem that when he moaned, his eyes rolled up, and he creamed his newly magically augmented boxers. He fell back and twitched as he orgasmed for a long while before panting and grinning. "Okay.. no physical contact till we have cloths on."

"Agreed."
***

"Hey Harry." Sam smiled into the phone. "They called and told me I could go home tonight. But that's going to be a little hard because Dean's already on the road. So I..."

"If I apperate up I could apperate back with you... we could even bring Teddy up to meet Bobby. He's been wanting to meet him ever since you told him about Bobby."

"Hum..." Sam looked over at Bobby who was making coffee.

"He'll be up in a few hours. And I'm sure Nathaniel would love to go up and meet Bobby too."

"You know, that sounds like a good idea." Sam grinned. "Oh how you doing since last night?"

"Well I'm doing pretty good. I made a Tarat last night. He's happy about it. He's out side enjoying the sun on his new body." Harry looked out the glass wall.

"What do you say to about... noon. I'll cook lunch and you can bring everyone by. Then this afternoon we can head back and I can make it to you and Nathaniel's show tonight."

"GOOD!" Harry grinned. "We've been trying to get you and Draco there for ages."

"Yeah. But I'm not promising not to get jealous." Sam warned.

"Well you get to have me any time you want." Harry grinned into the phone. "They only get to wish they had your luck."

"Okay." Sam said petulantly.

"If you want I can blow you at Bobby's." Harry gave a wicked smirk that wasn't wasted on Nathaniel who was listening in.

"Yeah that'd go over well." Sam laughed. Mentally picturing Harry blowing him in the panic room.

"Well Nathaniel and Teddy could distract Bobby and I could be wicked with my mouth." He licked his lips.

"Harry.." Sam whined.

"Not drained yourself recently have you?" Harry grinned.

"no." Sam whimpered.

"Don't worry, we'll take care of that." He smirked before making more solid plans with Sam for the afternoon.
***

"They're going to what to my house?" Bobby crossed his arms.

"Harry calls it apperating. It's teleportation magic." Sam cleared everything off of the carpet he'd sent a picture of mentally to Harry.

"But he's never been here..." Bobby looked suspicious.

"I sent him a mental snap shot of the room so he could apperate in." Sam stood back.

"That kid throws around massive amounts of magic like there's nothing to it." Bobby observed.

"Yeah. Where he's from this is low level magic." Sam grinned.

"And that worries me a lot." Bobby sighed.

"Meet him and then judge?" Sam looked concerned.

"Okay." Bobby said as the loud crack and pop accompanied Harry, Nathaniel and Teddy apperating in.

"UNCLE SAM!" Teddy took off running and glomped onto Sam.

"Hey there Teddy Bear." Sam hugged the little tyke.

"I don't think I'll ever get used to that." Nathaniel shuddered.

"Well you're not the only one. But still better then portkeys, isn't it?"

"HANDS DOWN." Nathaniel said with much conviction.

"Harry Potter, Nathaniel Graison, this is Bobby Singer, the man who all but raised me while I wasn't with my dad." Sam made the introductions.

"A pleasure to meet you sir." Harry held out his hand and Bobby accepted. "Sam's said a lot about you." Bobby raised an eyebrow and glared at Sam.

"What?" Sam blushed.

"Just what has Sam been saying?" Bobby looked at Harry then.

"He's got a deep respect for you. And your work. You've saved his life more then he can count and you're one of the strongest hardest working men he's ever met. He also made a few choice statements about your rec. room. Something about it being armed to the teeth." He shrugged. "He also told me you fought off a demon possession."

"Well..." Bobby blushed. "That wasn't anything special." He smiled.

"From what I've seen that's very special. I don't think I could do that myself." Harry smiled.

"Thank you." Bobby smiled back and then turned to Nathaniel. "I'm glad you could make it too." He held out his hand and Nathaniel shook it. "I was impressed with the way you handled things yesterday."

"Thank you." Nathaniel blushed. "You had a lot of really good questions." Nathaniel smiled.

"I appreciated being kept in the loop." Bobby shot Sam a look.

"Oh now this is no fair, he likes you two better then me!" Sam whined.

"I like you best Uncle Sam." Teddy said from where his was holding on to Sam. From the look on Sam's face it melted his heart.

"And are you going to introduce me to this little guy?" Bobby said softly.

"Bobby, this is my Teddy Bear. Teddy, this is Bobby." Sam held Teddy where he could see Bobby.

"You have a nice smile." Teddy held out his arms and Bobby took him. "You smell like saw dust." Teddy smiles. "like Uncle Sam." He laid his head on Bobby's chest.

"Thanks." Bobby held Teddy carefully. The look on his face showing how much he loved this.

"He's taking to you." Nathaniel smiled.

"He's a sweet boy..." Bobby smiled.

"We all love him." Sam played with Teddy's hair.

"Yeah. Our sweet boy." Harry smiled.
***

"So, Nathaniel's distracting Bobby..." Harry grinned.

"Are you trying to tell me you want me to take my pants off?" Sam grinned.

"Oh yeah, I'm wanting your pants off." Harry gripped Sam's crotch.

"You want me for my body." Sam smirked.

"Your body. Your mind. But mostly your body. Or more to the point, the solid mass of cock meat in your trousers." Harry gripped the firm flesh and slowly jerked on it.

"You keep doing that and the fun gooey center will leak out." Sam moaned.

"Maybe I want the gooey core to leak out."

"In my pants?"

"Well I was thinking in my throat."

"Wanting a protein shake?" Sam's smile came out.

"Home made?"

"Yep, fresh and thick."

"Hum... maybe we should sip it. Does it come with a straw?"

"Oh yeah. It comes with a nice fleshy bendable straw."

"I like bendy straws." Harry kept stroking.

"Well maybe you should take the straw out and sucking on it?" Sam winked and waggled his eyebrows.

"Maybe I will." Harry worked the zipper down over Sam's swollen knob. He worked the flesh tube out of its boxer confines and marveled at its manly beauty.

"What do you plan to do with that?"

"This..." Harry innocently licked along the fleshy prong's head. Teasing the opening with the tip of his tongue before grinning and swallowing the knobby head.

"GOD!" Sam moaned, as Harry drank him down. He put his hand in Harry's shaggy mane and held on as Harry's throat took him on a wild ride.
***

"Did you hear something?" Chuck looked around.

"Nope." Dean focused on the road.

"He's too busy not thinking about tasting my meat suit's meat pole." Micheal said flippantly as he looked out the car window.
***

"You two better not have left a mess for me to clean up." Bobby said as he looked at where Teddy was napping. He was sipping a coffee cup.

"We cleaned up after ourselves." Harry blushed.

"Good. If I'm going to be cleaning jizz off of something it'd better be mine." Bobby turned and looked at them.

"Won't happen again." Sam blushed.

"The hell it won't. You lot are horny young men. You'll keep your hands down each other's pants and you'll do it a lot." Bobby turned back. "But nothing's wrong with that. Just don't leave a mess for others to clean up."

"Okay." They both said at once.

"Now. I hear you're a stripper." Bobby looked at Harry.
***

"Harry's busy today?" Jake looked at Jason as he helped him collect cloths.

"He had to dash out of town. He'll be back tonight for his show and then he's talking about a spell to give your clan a place to meet." Jason helped pick up cloths.

"So there'll be more of us?" Jake blushed.

"Probably. The texts that Obsidian Butterfly gave Harry lead us to believe that a small Tarat clan ran with about 20 or 30 members to the clan. So with just the two of you, I suspect that Harry'll be making more of you soon enough."

"I can't make more?" Jake blinked.

"If you were a normal lycan... yeah you could. But Tarats... well their different." Jason looked at him. "Harry's the clan head. He has to give permission, literally, for any of you to transmit the magical disease. But he's the only one who can make more for now." He looked at a blue silk thong.

"Well that's a worry gone." Jake smiled. "I was worried I had to be extra careful that I didn't infect others."

"Yeah. You don't have to worry so much about that." Jason smiled back as he added a package of socks to the pile of cloths. "So, what level of nudity are you comfortable with?"
***

“So you’re a vampire.” Narcissia sat on the couch, having just seen her nearly naked son walk down the stairs in naught but a pair of draw string pajama bottoms.

“Yep.” Draco put his hand out in sunlight and watched the diamond skin flow down his arm into the light. “Father’s little protections are working.” He sat down with her and waited for her to go into hysterics.

“I brought the chest with me.” She opened her traveling cloak and pulled out a small key chain sized trunk. She carefully handed it to her son.

“Thank you mother. I hoped I’d never have to use this.” He sighed.

“what’s it like?” She swallowed hard.

“Well… I get to sleep with Harry. So not so bad there. My sex life went from zero to foursome over the course of the last few weeks. And other then the insane amount of powers I now have and the rules regarding them. And the insane vampire who sired me. I’m doing rather good. Course now I’m involved in a world war of the vampires.” He shrugged. “But I’m getting shagged, so all’s right.”

“All’s right? ALL’S RIGHT!” Narcissia became livid. “You’re a vampire. YOU DIED. HOW IS THAT BLOODY FUCKING ALL’S RIGHT!?” She stood up and started pacing.

"So this is what Harry meant by my rage." Draco blinked.

"This isn't rage. This is frustration. Rage is the scar your father had on his shoulder." Narcissia shot Draco a look.

"Scar on ..."

"His shoulder."

"What'd he do to get a scar?" Draco quirked up an eyebrow.

"He told me he took you to see Voldemort to get you the dark mark." Narcissia stopped for a second. "He barely got that out before I'd nearly severed his arm." She smirked.

"I always thought he got hurt in a duel or something."

"Oh it wasn't a duel. It was me kicking his arse because he gave MY son to THAT thing." Her eyes were wild then. "And then you went and cut your arm off." She sat down beside him and stroked his new arm. "You just come back to me... explain that you're in love with Harry... and leave me to find him and love him... and you died." She looked up at him. "I 'm frustrated because I couldn't save you and I can't fix this." She sighed and held him close. "you're so cold..." She looked up.

"I haven't fed yet." Draco bit his lip.

"Oh... right." Narcissia's expression became very practical. She pulled out a vial and handed it to him.

"What's this?"

"A Black family tradition." She looked at him solemnly.

"Wha-"

"The Malfoy's aren't the only ones who plan ahead." She smirked. "The Black's have had vampires in their family tree before. We just didn't talk about them. But the kiss of Black Vampires distilled their strongest powers into that blood. There's a hidden place that only those of our blood know about, and are only told about at adulthood." She pointed at the blood in Draco's hand. "I got you a sample of the blood. And I added the location in your trunk." She patted his hand. "Drink."

"Okay." He unstopped the vial and downed the blood. He felt the magic in it just before he began to shake. The Black's had practices ancient dark magics long ago forbidden in the British Isles and long since forgotten. Forgotten by all but the Black family. Draco convulsed as he felt the magic bonding with him.

"Shh." Narcissia put her hand on his back. "It'll bond in a minute or two and you'll be fine." She cried softly as she watched the magic blend itself in her son.

"I...." Draco trembled as his skin seemed to split and slide away. He stood before his mother, naked covered in a serpent's skin. He had large nodules on his shoulder blades and a blade like row of tines that went down his spine. He opened his jaw and rows of fangs sprang out. He roared and looked down at his clawed hands. His roar continued as the nodules opened up and his wings spread out. He felt the power in him flare and bowed his body. Pinning his hands to his forehead he sucked the change back into him and shed the new form as if it simply melted away. He fell to his side naked, his flesh glowing slightly.

"The magic in the transfiguration spell needed for an animagus transformation... one of our ancestors perfected it. And was then turned into a vampire. He gained the power to become a humanoid version of his animal to call, which was also his animagus form." She stroked his hair. "You gained his bat wings, and your animal to call's animagus form." She smiled. "Powers that are now tied into you and your blood line once you start it." She looked at him seriously.

"More power...." Draco panted. "I feel the Black Family magics working in me." He panted.

"It will unlock powers in you and levels of magic you didn't know you had in your blood." She put a stray lock of hair out of Draco's face.

"so much power..." He whimpered, clinging to his mother's arm.

"No one will ever harm my little boy again."
***

"I think that went well." Harry stretched once they'd apperated home.

"What went well?" Draco walked out with a cup of tea in his hands.

"Our trip to Bobby's to pick up Sam." Nathaniel pointed to Sam who was holding the sleeping Teddy.

"Well you have one other guest to meet today." Draco sat the tea down.

"Who?" Sam looked confused.

"My mother." Harry's eyes instantly shot open. "Upstairs looking at the coffin."

"Good, it gives me time to get out of this country." Harry turned and tried to disparate.

"Detinēro." Narcissia intoned as she flicked her wand.

"damn it." Harry muttered.

"We need to talk Mr. Potter." Her eyes narrowed down.

"Hi Narcissia." Harry bit his lip.

"Mother." Draco warned. "I'll have to tell you now, no fighting with my lovers." He crossed his arms. "And with an animagus transformation with my vampire strength, you're not going to win this one mother." Draco narrowed his eyes.

'what's an animagus?' Nathaniel sent out to his link between Harry and Sam.

'Like being a lycan, only you pick when you transform, and there's no personality to your beast, it's just you in an animal shape. But... vampires shouldn't be able to learn it... let alone use it the way he's implying.' Harry's confusion was clear.

"I won't take my anger out on him." Narcissa said evenly.

"That's something at least." Draco turned to Harry.

"I suppose." Harry moved closer.

"I don't hold you responsible." She crossed her arms. "I'm not pleased, but you're taking very good care of my son all things considered." She moved to the couch and sat down. "But I do expect you to watch out for my son so that he's safe." She looked at him reproachfully.

"Yes ma'am." Harry nodded.

"Now I hear you're a stripper?"
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Agents	By : Notsalony Category: Anita Blake > Crossovers > AB/Harry Potter Views: 5352 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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