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Goodbye Reflection
Chapter 1 Pale and Pretentious (Draco learns his lesson)A/N: Dear readers, the 2 chapters consists of Draco becoming a vampire and his 'troubles'. Hermione will come along chapter 3 so be patient and please read through these 2 chapters. I had to think up how to get Draco into Hogwarts plus surely Dumbledore wouldn't allow a vampire in his school...even though he let a..werewolf.. . Anywho lol I hope you enjoy the story.
Warnings: Implied sexual situations
Summary: A one night stand in a 5 star muggle hotel room changed Draco's life forever. Bitten by a cruel beast (vampire) Draco's only way to survive is to become one himself. Will Hogwarts accept him for who he is? Can Hermione keep his secret? Draco/Hermione
His head lay against the luxuriousness of the velvet pillow. The dampness of the pillow caused by his just-showered-hair, giving him less comfort and he felt agitated as it got colder with every waft of air that shot from the Air-conditioning. Draco frowned and threw a blasting spell with his wand at the AC and muttered something along the lines of bloody muggle inventions as the AC broke down. The only reason Draco was staying in a 5-star muggle hotel room was because well, facing the facts he needed to get some. No love, just a body, a muggle body which now lay next to him, facing the wall and snoring like a pig. This one, he grabbed from the pub down in the lobby. She was sexy and vulnerable. Just what he needed. He swung his legs over the mattress and sat himself up to summon a towel from the bathroom across him.
His long fingers drifted towards a cold silver ring that rested against the glass bed side table. The ring embraced a dark green stone which was carved into a dragon with definite care and a small red stone for an eye which glistened, making it seem it was alive watching Draco's every move. He groaned and flipped the ring around so it was facing the wall as he remembered that his father could be watching him through the special ring and hoped for the best that he hadn't bothered.
He jolted as a cold hand grabbed the back of his neck. His sudden reaction could have sent his head straight out of the ceiling and into the room above. A lady's voice whispered into his ear, something about him smelling nice. Draco quickly gave his hair a quick ruffle with the towel and turned around to face the lady that he slept with. She smiled at him and leaned in for a kiss when he backed off. He held his breath from her bad morning breath. She ignored the rudeness and purred, laying her first finger between his collarbone and dragging it down between his wet chest, "I see someone's had a nice shower today." She let out a light creepy laugh and pushed him down on the mattress, licking her lips.
Quickly, he brought himself into an upright position, "Look-sorry, you're nice and everything, but I think you should leave." He regretted having touch every bit of skin she had. If Lucius would see him now, laying hands on this beautiful muggle, the only words that could come out of his mouth would be Avada Kedavra.
"What are you on about?" she questioned raising an eyebrow.
Draco coughed, "It was just a one night thing?" She looked taken aback and frowned slightly at the 17-year-old. It was too obvious she had feelings for him. Despicable, he thought, a prostitute with feelings. He took one more glance at her just to note down the cons instead of the pros. Pale was her skin like...white cheese and her eyes a brilliant emerald green which immediately reminded him of...Potter. A shudder went through his body as he thought of this. The idea of having slept with anything that resembled Potter was just not appealing. Besides he would have plenty of Potter hanging around when he'd start a new school year in a couple of days.
The girl's presence was annoying as she kept wanting to touch him. Didn't she get it? It was over. What did she want, money perhaps? Draco took a bunch of cash from his pocket and chucked it at the girl who threw her arms over her face to protect herself from the harmless paper.
"There will you go now?" he spat at her and pointed at the wall, "Get out, whore." It was the only way. To be horrid which would most likely send her out of his room at last? But she didn't move. He thought she would burst out in tears, giving him the satisfaction. Instead her green eyes flashed a brighter green and her look of innocence vanished.
The girl dispersed into black smoke which hovered across the room and reappeared, standing right in front of him, gripping the silver chain on his neck and pulling him closer by the inch. He himself caught a glance of her own chain that had the letters of her name contained in miniature crystal glass bubbles that seemed so fragile a simple touch could possibly make it pop. Glittering in gold were the letters R, A, M, O, R, A. Yet such a piece of unique jewelry couldn't have belonged to a muggle and clearly she wasn't one as she had flown herself towards him by smoke. The name appeared to have slipped out of his mouth with a whisper as he read her name. Where had he heard it before? All he could picture was a vague memory of the name printed in perhaps a book of some sort?
His thoughts had distracted him from what was really going on. Countless licks of her warm wet tongue slid across his neck. Before he could speak another word, her sharp teeth he felt that had grazed upon his skin a few times had finally pierced through a vein. His head began to feel weightless. Blinking for a couple of seconds, Draco tried to get his sight into focus, but as he tried an image flew across his mind. A book where he had seen the name Ramora in it finally revealed its cover, Vampires and Various Ways to Protect Yourself. Apparently, he hadn't really read the chapter on how to prevent yourself from receiving one in your very own room.
A/N:Hope you liked this first chapter