You know the warnings. Don't like? Don't read. The title was inspired by the song If You Want Blood, created by AC/DC.

Letters/diary
Parsletongue

"Please! We need a seeker for my team." Draco was poking Harry's shoulder, that became irritating swiftly,

"Fine. Who's the other seeker?"

"Blaise."

"Ok, I'll meet you there in five minutes." Draco thanked him and ran off. Harry shook his head in amusement, he changed into comfortable robes and found his firebolt. He quickly found his friends, Blaise had Nott and Monty on his team. Harry had Draco and Leo, Remus was watching with his lover under the shade of a tree. Draco had taught Monty how to fly, he was a fast learner. The game started of smoothly, Harry dodges the bludgers and caught the snitch with ease. Blaise pouted, they continued to play. Every time, Harry caught the snitch within the first five minutes. Unfortunately, Leo wasn't paying attention in their fifth game. A bludger hit him hard, knocking him off the broom. It looked like he was falling in slow motion. Harry made a decision and apperated to the spot below Leo, he caught the younger male in his arms. Remus' son's weight made him fall of the broom, he wrapped himself around Leo and squeezed his eyes shut. The fall was only a few yards, but it knocked the breath out of Harry. He groaned in pain as Remus and Ralph ran over. Leo sat up, eyes wide,

"H-Harry, are you ok?" The older wizard looked at his right hand, grimacing. His wrist was definitely broken,

"I'm fine." He healed his wrist with a strong spell in parsletongue. Draco went to his side,

"You foolish gryffiondor! What if you had gotten hurt?" Harry clenched his jaw,

"I did get hurt, but that doesn't matter. And it wasn't foolish, Leo could have died." Remus crouched down next to him, there was the sound of feet pounding on the ground. He turned, it was Tom running towards him. The dark lord pulled everyone away from him.

Love, what happened? He hissed in concern,

A bludger hit Leo, he was going to get hurt. I just wanted to make sure he didn't get hurt, he's still so young. Harry replied, Tom growled.

You're still so young. I don't see why you would risk your life for someone so insignificant.

Remus would be heartbroken if his child was hurt, I don't want him to get depressed. Sometimes, sacrifices must be made. Tom scowled,

"But you're not supposed to sacrifice yourself." Harry smiled,

"I know. Help me stand." The dark lord took his hand and pulled him to his feet.

"Come inside, I need to check you for injuries." Leo was still sitting on the ground, his parents making sure he wasn't hurt. He swatted their hands away and stood up,

"Harry, thank you for... saving me." The older wizard smiled,

"You're welcome. Bye." Harry waved and walked inside with Tom. The man immediately pushed him down on the mattress and scanned him for injuries. He glowed yellow in a few places,

"Just minor bruising, you're lucky." The younger wizard nodded,

"I know. But the important thing is that I'm fine, barely hurt." Tom shook his head and sat down.

"I would have been terribly depressed if you had died. I love you with all of my heart, Harry Potter." The boy felt tears well up in his eyes, no one had ever been so kind, loving, gentle to him. It was ironic, his enemy loving him.

"I also love you with all of my heart, Tom Riddle." The man smiled,

"Lupin told me that their wedding is going to be held this Saturday at a cottage they bought. You are invited, and shockingly, I also am." Harry nodded,

"I'm so happy for them, poor Remy has been alone most of his life." Tom patted his hand,

"It is truly wonderful. Now, you are going go sleep."

"But-" Harry protested,

"Go to sleep, you nearly gave me a heart attack." The emerald eyed male laid down, feeling very guilty.

"I-I'm sorry for worrying you. I just don't want Leo to get hurt." Tom's eyes softened,

"I know, trust me. I would risk anything to save you. Now, please. Sleep for a while." Harry nodded, he shut his eyes and fell into a the peaceful abyss of sleep.

He awoke to a warm hand running through his hair, the boy moved closer to the warmth.

"Look at that, he's just like a cat." Said Monty,

"Merlin, this is serious. He is sick, almost dead!" Another vampire hissed, Harry opened his eye.

"Who's almost dead?" A blonde vampire jumped, Tom stopped petting him.

"Victor, our leader." Monty informed, Harry frowned.

"Have you figured out why?" The blonde nodded,

"He refuses to drink any blood. A vampire can only go a few months without it."

"Why has he stopped?"

"Victor has been... depressed lately. Something about not having any friends and all blood is repulsing to him."

"Where is he?"

"At his manor, but he wishes to be alone-" Monty started, Harry snorted.

"Don't waste your breath, I'm not listening." He put on shoes and found his wand, a knife, and a potions set.

"Where are you going?" Tom asked,

"To the manor." He stated,

"But you don't know where it is." The blonde said, Harry smirked.

"I do know where it is."

"Oh, have you visited?" Monty questioned,

"Yes, I like to check up on Victor." Tom cocked his head,

"Am I going?"

"No. Victor is very private, sorry." He waved goodbye and apperated. Harry walked to the leader's room and opened the door. Victor was lying on his bed, staring at the ceiling. The vampire's skin was unnaturally pale, his cheeks were sunk in, dark circles under his dull eyes that usually were bright.

"Victor." Harry slowly came closer and sat on his bed,

"Ah, Little Raven." The boy smiled,

"You need to drink some blood. I brought potions." Victor frowned,

"Those potions are disgusting." Harry sighed,

"I will force this down your throat unless you wish to drink my blood." The vampire smiled,

"I've been waiting for you to say that. Come here, Raven." Harry obeyed, he pushed his hair out of the way and bared his neck. He felt sharp fangs push through his skin, but didn't flinch.  The vampire drank from him, gulping down mouthfuls at a time. Harry pushed him away when his vision got blurry, then drank a potion. Victor already looked better, his skin not as pale, even a healthy rose tint on his cheeks.

"Do you feel better?" Harry asked quietly,

"Yesss, much better."

"Good. I will owl you a supply of my blood daily, three vials. If I hear that you aren't drinking them, I will move here temporally."

"Ok, thank you, Little Raven. I hope to see you soon." Harry smiled, he laid his hand on Victor's.

"You're welcome, come to the manor if you ever need anything. I am here for you, Victor. Try to get some sleep, ok?" The vampire nodded, he apperated back to Tom's. Harry landed gracefully, all heads turned to him.

"Victor will be fine, I just wish someone would have told me earlier."

"What did you do?" Monty asked,

"I offered him my blood."

"But he wouldn't drink any blood." Harry smiled,

"He's just picky."

"Are you insulting him?" The blonde growled,

"Oh get the stick out of your arse. Everyone go away, I'm tired again." The blonde blood sucker, bared his fangs, but left. Harry laid down in his bed and quickly fell asleep. This was a productive day, saving two important people in his life. Tom kissed his forehead and joined the others outside.

A/N: Hello Readers, are you liking this so far? If you have any suggestions, comment them and I'll try my best to put them in my next chapters. I'm probably going to end this series pretty soon, maybe I'll make more stories if you guys want me to. See you in the next chapter!