Hey everyone! I am not new to fanfiction, but I have started a new account. The reason is that it has been about four years, and my writing style is completely different. So, I hope you enjoy!

Title: Eternally Yours

Rating: M for some language and lemon(s)

Summary: The war was lost. Everyone she loved was either dead or enslaved. She was caught running away, and now she has to serve a certain blonde, selfish prick. Well, now he's a blonde, selfish, vampire prick. And what happens when she finds out she's his eternal mate? Vampire DracoxHermione. Dark at first, then gets fluffier and more romantic as the story unfolds. Lemon(s), and slight S&M in the beginning.

Disclaimer: I am NOT JK Rowling so I do NOT own Harry Potter in any way, shape, or form!

Also, a BIG thank you shout-out to TrashedXandXScattered for beta-ing this story! :D

Prologue

Running.

Crashing through the forest, I winced as my face was hit by a thin branch. I didn't dare stop, though. I knew better than to halt when in enemy territory. I wasn't safe here, or anywhere else in the world.

Losing.

I felt a hot tear roll down my cheek and fly behind me. Harry was dead. He had fallen to the ground, never to get up again. I could still see his crumpled, lifeless form in my mind. At first, the battle had been even. Neither Voldemort nor Harry was winning. However, Harry fought fair; the Dark Lord didn't. He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named had called out for assistance, and twenty Death Eaters had pinned The-Boy-Who-Lived down. Fire raging in his eyes, Harry had struggled against them, but he was quickly overwhelmed. He cried for Ron and me to run while we could, but I was frozen to the spot. Ron, always so loyal, had run to his friend's side. That had snapped me out of my haze. The three of us fought with everything we had, but it wasn't enough. Two words spoken by Voldemort, a green flash, and Harry was gone forever.

Falling.

Suddenly my foot got twisted in a gnarled tree root, and I went tumbling to the forest floor. I ducked my head close to my body and tried desperately to grab on to something. Unfortunately, I was rolling down a hill. Faster and faster I fell; my skin was bruised, scratched, and cut open by thorns, bushes and trees as I crashed to the bottom. I closed my eyes, wishing the pain away. I came to a gradual halt, but I was too tired, emotionally and physically, to get up and move. I curled up in a ball and cried myself to sleep.

Chapter One

All I could feel was pain. I let out a hair-raising scream as I thrashed uncontrollably, desperately trying to push away whatever was biting my throat. I heard a loud moan near my ear, and the pain intensified. I scratched at the stranger's face, raking my nails hard against their skin. My attacker's hands pinned my arms firmly down above my head. I felt something slide out of my neck, and the pain lessened fractionally.

"Don't. Move. Damn you," a man snarled in my ear.

That voice. I recognized it from somewhere. I tried to search through my brain for any clues, but it was like trying to hold water in your hands. The answer eluded me. Terrified, I bucked my hips up, trying to throw him off of me.

He groaned, "Watch it, Granger, I haven't had any action in months."

I stopped. Hesitantly, I opened my eyes and saw two blue-grey spheres staring down at me. Fair, golden hair fell in front of his face. Two pearly white fangs gleamed in his mouth, covered in blood. I shut my eyes tightly, hoping this was just a bad dream. This couldn't be real. I prayed to the sky, wishing some deity would hear me. My life couldn't possibly be this bad. Suddenly, I felt myself being tossed over his shoulder. Dumbstruck, my eyes popped open and my jaw dropped to the ground.

"MALFOY! I demand you to put me down this minute you foul-mouthed, evil little cockroach! Do you hear me? Let me go this instant or I'll hex you six ways to Sunday!" I shrieked.

He smirked, "Can't do that, Granger. If I do then I won't have anything to eat for a while. Now, be a good little mudblood and shut the hell up."

Having said that, Malfoy ran at the speed of light. I held on to him as best as I could, but my legs were flapping behind me. I had never been a big fan of traveling fast due to the fact that I got motion sickness easily. My stomach started doing flips, and my head spun. To my great pleasure, Malfoy stopped. Unfortunatly for him, my stomach lurched at the sudden lack of movement, and I threw up on the front of his shirt. He immediately dropped me to the ground. His nose scrunched up as he shot a thoroughly disgusted look at me.

"Do you even know how much this shirt costs? Let me give you a hint, it's more than your life. Do that again and I'll suck your dirty blood 'till you're nearly dry. Get off your ass and follow me to your room, slave."

All thoughts of fear flew out the metaphorical window. Enraged, I stood up and shouted at his no-good pureblood face.

"Look here, ferret, nobody owns me! I am not your slave, and I never will be. Both of us know I could easily kill you with a blindfold on! Don't you EVER tell me what to do."

Malfoy chuckled, which made me see red. He smirked at me nonchalantly. "Try it. Avada Kedavra are the words, slave."

I reached into my back pocket, only to grasp air. Malfoy's smirk got even bigger. He dangled my wand from between his thumb and pointer finger.

"Looking for this?"

I had had enough. Running forward, I delivered a bone crushing punch to his arrogant face. Well, it would've been bone crushing, had he not caught it. He violently twisted my arm behind my back and held it with his wrist. He grabbed my other arm and forced it behind me as well. He then proceeded to march me up to an open field. He murmured a revealing charm, and a two-story house came into view. The entire house looked like it had been built on top of a massive tree trunk. Two Grecian style pillars made up the entryway of the building, with two more pillars on each corner. There were two windows on the first floor, with three equally spaced windows on the second floor. It had an eerie feel to it, and I didn't like it one bit. I jumped when I felt Malfoy's breath hit my ear.

"Welcome to your new and final home."