Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or Harry Potter.

Summary: I got this idea from an icon I saw on photobucket. During the summer, several Slytherin students head to Italy for fun in the sun and some 'educational' field trips with their head of house. They learn quickly that you should not go on tours of Volterra.

Slytherin: Volturi Recruiting Center

Harry had not seen Draco since the end of the last school year, and now he was here in the pouring rain with eyes red as blood. Harry stood from where he was being forced to do yard work for his aunt and uncle and stepped closer, ignoring the warning bells going off in his head.

As Harry stepped closer, Draco's eyes turned black and he covered his mouth and nose, seemingly fighting with himself.

"Malfoy…what is wrong?"

Draco reluctantly removed his hand from his mouth and forced himself to speak.

"Attack…me, Snape, and four other Slytherins. Vampires…turned us."

Draco closed his eyes for a moment and let out a shaky breath. Snape and I fled, but the others will follow us…the others have sided with the ones that attacked us. Please Potter…Snape and I need your help. I wouldn't have come if this wasn't life of death."

Life or death? If Malfoy really was a vampire then he was already dead, but the condition could become even more permanent.

"Start from the beginning and perhaps I will."

Draco let out a low whistle as he looked out over the city of Volterra. He had never seen anything so beautiful in his life. Snape had agreed to take him and four of his other students to Italy to study potions for the summer.

The place was so beautiful that he didn't mind wearing muggle clothing or socializing with muggles…for the moment at least. Snape was drawn to a crowd of people who seemed to be getting ready to go on a tour of the city.

"What do you say students? Would you like to join the tour?"

Draco looked at the beautiful woman who was giving the tour and gulped Her eyes looked as if blue tinting had been placed over blood. He was about to say it was a bad idea, but everyone else had agreed that they wanted to see the entire city.

The tour had been relatively short and led quickly to Volterra's castle. The group was led into a large chamber. Draco stepped back when he saw the pail white inhabitants. He turned quickly, ready to run out of the doors, but they had already been slammed shut and were guarded.

"Vampires!"

Snape gathered his students to him, but Draco's exclamation had caught the attention of the blonde leader. He walked closer and grabbed Draco by his throat as the feasting began upon the muggles.

"Caius? How does this human know what we are?"

Caius smirked and brushed away the white blonde hair so much like his own. He was holding one of his descendents. The current generation, the current Malfoy heir.

"He is the current heir of my human line. I would know those eyes and that heir anyway. The Malfoy features had not changed since my time."


Caius…Caius Malfoy had disappeared many generations ago just after his wife had given birth to a son.

"I suggest we turn this group Aro, they are wizards. And wizards make the best vampires. The rate of getting special gifts is much higher than with those without magic."

Aro gave a nod and waved to a group of his guards who descended upon the other wizards. Draco was forced to watch as the vampires attacked his housemates and godfather. He was forced to watch them writhe in agony for an hour before Caius bit his heir's delicate ivory neck, inflicting more pain than the cruciatus curse could ever cause.

Draco fell to his knees, trying not to breathe in anymore of Harry's scent. He wanted his blood so badly.

"You have no idea how hard this is for me Potter. It has only been a few weeks since I was turned. By all means I should be rampaging through the city and devouring everyone I come across. I am newborn and should be without conscious thought. But what Caius said is true; each of us got a special gift. I can read minds Potter, and I heard whispers of a vampire family in America that fed only on animals."

A sound within the house caused Draco to look up. He hid himself within the bushes as a fat man left the house and started yelling at Harry. Draco felt the intense need to kill this man for threatening Harry. The thoughts coming from this man were vulgar. He had abused Harry since the boy arrived. Doing such foul things to a child was unacceptable. He stepped out of the bushes and had the fat man's throat in a second. He wanted to slit the man's throat, but he would never feed on such foulness. He turned to Harry slowly, who was cowering.

"Gather your things Harry. It appears that we will be saving one another today."

Harry didn't need to be told twice. His uncle may have been frightening, but Draco Malfoy in such a protective mode was even more frightening.

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Airplane. A muggle contraption made of metal in which muggles could travel great distances in a much shorter amount of time. Airplane. A sardine can filled with humans, two newborn vampires, and a wizard (said wizard's purchase of blood pops being the only things able to keep said vampires sane and from killing all of the passengers).

"At least pretend to be human would you?"

Draco turned his head slowly to look at Harry and realized that Snape was moving his body to make it look like he was breathing, and he was often fidgeting as humans did. Draco looked back to himself and noticed that he was not making any of these movements. Draco nodded slowly and did as Harry requested before leaning back.

Already they had been in the air for four hours and Draco was getting anxious. So many thoughts were raging through his mind, and only a few of them were actually his. Luckily Snape was blank because of his shields, and comfortingly so was Harry…though he believed that the shields around Harry's mind were oddly different, just as Harry's scent begged him to protect the boy-who-lived.

While he was in Volterra he had heard a few words from Marcus's mind. Singer, mate, perfect match. The blood of a true singer would beg for you to protect them. You would want to taste their blood, but never kill them. He had never wanted to kill Harry.

Draco shook his head slowly. It wasn't true that he had never wanted to kill Harry. There had been many times while he was human that he had wanted to kill the Potter heir, but not once since he had become a vampire and taken in his scent had he wanted to harm him. Sure he wanted to do many other things, but none of them would cause Harry any pain…quite the opposite actually.

Draco looked back over at Snape and sighed. He didn't need to be able to read his mind to know that Snape was thinking of the students that he had failed to protect. Pansy was now trying to whore herself to Aro. Pansy had been given the ability to sense others powers, and because of this she had quickly gained Aro's favor. Well if it couldn't be Voldemort that she served then it might as well be Aro.

Blaise had been given the ability to detect when others were lying. Goyle was a wonderful tracker already, and Crabbe could create a shield around himself and others to protect from physical attack.

Snape had become a seer with his change. They had learned a few things about what they were to do now. First was that they were to take Harry and head to Forks, and the second was about a human who could mimic the abilities of others. They were to protect this human from Pansy and the Volturi.

They could only hope that they could succeed.