pureblood vampires

by miss e malfoy

the Malfoy's and their family and friend's are vampires and Hermione Granger isn't a real person and is actually Marissa Malfoy. also read my other story Marissa Malfoy. I know it is a rubbish summery!

1. chapter one

Pureblood vampires.

Chapter one- default chapter.

Marissa .P.O.V.

A/N: I don't own Harry Potter apart from some of the characters I added and made up.

My name is Marissa Aleera Narcissa Alexis Bellatrix Malfoy ~ Flint; I am four hundred and eighteen years old; I have a son called Marco Lucius Marcus Michael Flint and I am married to Marcus Alexander Michael Flint.

I also have a very big family but only some of them are actually related to me, but I love them all the same because we have always been there for each other and always will be for eternity because we are all demon's that drink blood for food and wear jewellery to protect us from the sun.

You see we are monsters, or killers if you wasn't to call us that because we are vampires.

It all started the year 1697 me and my family were living in our home country Berlin, Germany. I had just finished my education from Hogwarts with my two out of five best friends, Marcus Flint and Adrian Purcey. We have known each other since we were about two years of age because they are both from Vienna, Austria and my mother is from the same place and she knew their parents.

I also know them because my father work's with their father's so they come over with them when they have business meetings and when our mother's were have tea together.

I was currently at Marcus' home and he and I were out on a walk around the local magical village. He was wearing his usual black-ish, brown trousers that were tucked into his black leather boots; on his top half of his body he had a white shirt on that was tucked into his trousers with a black coat over it.

I wore a black off the shoulder, corset bodices dress that went down to the ground with silver embroidery around the hem and waist and the top of the corset. I also wore black boots but they could not be seen because of my dress; I also had a black shall over my shoulders to keep myself warm.

I had my hand in the crook of his arm while we walked through the streets; We talked about our futures and just life in general. Then Marcus asked if I would like to return to his family manor and have lunch and tea out on the porch at the back of the manor. I agreed and we started to head back.