Disclaimer: I do not own any of Jo Rowling's characters, creatures; their names or personality traits. I have however toyed with them and am quite pleased to say that my main character; Velma is all of my own creation.

Chapter 1: The Art of Distracting

There he was laying on the floor covered in dirt and blood, I knew Draco had done none of the work himself but was of course going to take all the credit for capturing him; The Boy Who Lived.

Surely he had no powers the Dark Lord didn't; after all he was merely a boy; 18 at the absolute oldest… he groaned and gasped in pain as Draco towered over him clearly doing unspeakable things to him.

It was now or never; I knew I had to act. I patted the dirt from the knees of my black fitted pants as I extracted myself from the corner I had concealed myself in; peeking out from behind a vast pile of rock and rubble.

"Oh Draco" I cooed making it seem as though I had only just entered the room. I strode over to him and planted a kiss on his cheek as I let my hand press up against his ribcage. "Aren't you finished yet? I'm so very bored…" I smiled up at him mischievously hoping upon all hope that my plan was in fact working.

The hand baring his wand fell to his side and he smiled back at me darkly in his brooding way. He pocketed his wand and stroked my neck playfully and I let him explore me further. I knew that he loved thinking that I was his play-thing and I had to let him. He bit into the skin around my face (he had a habit of mimicking my biting) and I pretended to be are aroused by it. "Oh Draco stop-not…here…"

He spun me on the spot so that I was facing the rumpled form on the ground and the breath caught in my chest as I looked down into the face of "The Chosen One". Thankfully Draco took my sudden intake of breath as a sign that I liked just how he was distastefully mauling me. I felt tears sting my eyes as I looked into the distorted knocked out face that was so much like his fathers'.

Suddenly I was brought back to reality as I heard the distant noises of others apparating. I pulled myself from Draco in time to just barely see the traces of annoyance leave his expression and be replaced by a trace of pure malice and an evil glint in his cool eyes. "That must be Rookwood and Dolohov with my father" he said clearly pleased. "Come on"

I followed Draco out of the room a pace behind him; I knew that Lucius would highly disapprove of my "attachment" to Draco. He hadn't trusted me in the past and I knew that now would be no different.

The hallway was full of voices and cloaked figures, many heads turned as I entered the room and I clutched Dracos arm tightly trying to nonverbally send out the message that I was not "up for grabs" The younger ones knew this of course as Draco was rather the leader of the group, but I knew that the other men; the older ones who knew who and what I was, would think that they had first dibs.

Lucius was one of the last to turn and face his son. Draco looked hopefully back at him, then down at me and to his father again clearly hoping, if not expecting, some form of a congratulations.

"Still here are you?" He asked quietly, taking a step closer to us, his cold eyes boring into mine. Draco looked back at me confused as his father addressed the Death Eater closest to him "Do you mean to tell me that after all of this time we are still dealing with these half breeds?" He tittered in an evil sort of way.

"How dare you"I breathed, oh how I hated that man.

"Father, What-" Draco began but he was cut off fast.

"Don't tell me she hasn't told you Draco…" Lucius began as I let go of Draco and reached for my wand my eyes never leaving Lucius'

"What do you mean-told me what?" Draco asked indignantly.

"This…" Lucius mused pointing his wand directly at me "thing- tricked you into thinking that she had an interest in you no doubt? How could you be so foolish Draco?"

"How could you accuse me of something so- You don't know-anything! You haven't even been here!" I spat angrily my heart thumping nervously.

"Tricked-me…what?" Draco sputtered stupidly.

"She's a Vampiress Draco, her mother was-" Lucius explained.

"- a witch" I finished for him "which means I'm only half Vampire."

Draco stared at me harshly "Why didn't you tell me?" He asked.

"Well," I began ripping my gaze from Lucius' to Dracos' "Most people seem to react differently to me when they find out," I invented further. "I just liked you so much, I didn't want to loose you" I traced up and down his arm with my wand, knowing full well that half the eyes in the room were on us.

"Troll shit" Lucius sneered. "What would a creature of the underworld know about love?"

"A lot more than someone who's been hauled up in Azkaban for a year!" I retorted angrily. "Seen your dear wife lately?"

"Don't listen to her Draco- She's just using you!" He wrenched his son away from me, but I mearly smiled up at both of them.

"You're right…" I began "I am using him…I'm using him to get what I want" I tried seductively, drawing closer to him. "After all these years he's the only man who's ever given me what I want- what I need from a man" I was level with him now and I drew him in with my eyes and smiled "Plus…I know what he likes" I added playfully stroking his face. I breathed in heavily leaving my mouth open and pulled away slightly watching the effect of his neck bending so that his mouth followed mine. Just as our lips were about to touch however, Lucius pulled him away from me abruptly.

"Don't you have some more useful biting to do?" he asked me.

"As a matter of fact I don't- Lucius- You know as well as I do that I only bite those that the Dark Lord instructs me to- that is why I have been stationed here all this time." I informed him.

"Surely the Dark Lord wants you to do his own bidding rather than remain here distracting his followers?" Lucius asked quietly.

"Are you questioning the Dark Lords wishes then?" I asked loudly so that everyone in the hallway could hear. Lucius only sputtered inaudibly like his son. "Clearly He wants me here to keep me safe, and I don't think for a moment that He would disapprove of me-rewarding his most faithful follower…"

I could feel the power shifting as I looked from Draco to his father and saw the look of fear cross Lucius' lined face. " Well I have no doubts that the Dark Lord trusts you to find something worthwhile to do in between fulfilling the tasks he sets you then…Draco?" he shook his son.

"If the Dark Lord trusts her," said Draco putting an arm around me, "then so do I."

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