The new Dark Lord in the making is none other than Harry Potter

Chapter 5

Damien POV

Seeing my childe wake up from his dreams were a relief in itself. Normally it takes a long time for a childe to even get to sleep so when Michael rang me to explain his condition I couldn't help but run out of the council room to get back.

Thank hell that I talked to them about Harry before I left and was willing to meet him to see if he could cope in his magical school. I wished he could have gone to Durmstag however not everything is possible when he is a famous kid who apparently defeated a dark lord when he was becoming one himself. He has the favour of most species already so I don't see how he could become the so called 'Golden Boy Gryffindor'.

I opened the door to see the two fallen angels snuggled together staring at the still childe covered in a sheet of acromantula silk. He was groaning slightly as he turned on the plump mattress. His mouth opened and out peaked miniature fangs.

I sighed before looking at the lovers once again as they stared affectionately at the young one.

"You guys realise this is going to be very hard on him because he is a mixture of all things dark and has a craving to blood, he will be alone as well. I... I don't think I can leave him like that at the moment so I'm going to contact the school board and arrange a way for me to stay with him and if possible everyone else once in a while to train his new abilities." I mumble the words with displeasure considering Durmstag would have allowed it straight away without question as they are not biased fools.

The little ones eyes fluttered and I dashed to see how he is Lucifer and Michael not far behind.

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Harry POV

This is becoming an occurrence at the moment isn't it? I mean I really need to stop collapsing and falling asleep because of emotional and physical drain. I feel lazy enough to stay in bed all day and do nothing what so ever however today is just not my day.

Waking up to see Damien staring at me two inches from my face isn't something I really want to think about right now. Neither is the fact that I also have father and papa also two inches from my face. Right that's it how the hell do I know exactly how far away from me they are?

My problems just seem to pile up on top of one another. In fact I probably have 99 problems and they are the reason behind them all at the moment. Life so far isn't so bad that I feel like its doomsday however it isn't so great that I would promote and sell it to the damn reaper.

Ugh that reminds me I only know a few of the species in my blood so I'm not really sure what I am at the moment. I'm just going to file that away for another day. At the moment I feel slightly hungry and my food source is right in front of me...

"Hey childe are you alright you haven't answered me yet and your eyes are turning darker by the moment. Are you hungry yet?" Damien asked in the most caring voice that he could possibly manage. Respectively that is hard for him to do as he is always secluded from his emotions.

I stare at him for a moment my thoughts clear on my face. I was hungry and my control was slipping. He grumbled but tilted his head letting my eyes feast on the thrumming jugular on his neck. I shifted so I leant on my elbows to allow more movement to my otherwise immobile body.

My lips met his neck first before they uncovered my small canine fangs. I tried to be careful but it felt that I hadn't eaten in a month or so. As the first drop landed in my mouth I felt the need to get closer to him.

I tugged at his head to get more access to his neck, my legs rapping securely around his waist. The blood was like an ecstasy that was stronger than the rest. My hands were changing back to their original claws and I arched my back to allow my wings to fully stretch out. I heard Damien groan in my ear as my body thrummed with a pleasure like no other.

I felt Damien grab the back of my neck pushing me closer to the beautiful life giving substance. I wasn't sure what was happening to my body. I was gasping for the unneeded air as I finally rained back control.

My body was tremmoring as I glanced hazy eyes at Damien. He gently unwrapped my legs before tucking me back into bed. He smiled slightly as he kissed my forehead before getting up, only to look down on me.

"My childe, in due time you will understand that drinking the blood of your sire will drug you like a baby to milk as it helps you to build a restraint around others that you could potentially harm. However as you have seen it is very hard to resist my blood or any others meaning that you must come to me or those two if you're hungry as you will attack and kill for the stupidest reasons."

My eyes were drifting shut and I was unable to catch what else he had to say. My life gets weirder and weirder everyday it seems.

Damien POV

My childe has the bite of ecstasy which is odd considering most if not all vampires have the bite of pain. If he does not come to me after his hunger comes then he will leave behind a trail of love sick men ready to do his bidding just for the chance that he will be bitten again. I cannot allow that to happen when he is so young, he would succumb to the blood lust and greedily take it without thinking of the consequences that could happen because of the council.

A/N sorry for the delay I have been busy with GCSEs and it will take some time to update in the future. Oh and hopefully a zombie apocalypse will never happen or the dreaded loss of wifi.....