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Chapter 1
It had been a few months since their death.
Less than a year since the fall of old voldy.
Vampires, that's how they died.
No not a death eater.
No not some crazed voldemort lover.
No not even a wizard.
Vampires, bloody stupid blood sucking monsters.
She still couldn't understand how the great Harry potter and the famous Ronald Weasly could die at the hands of vampires. Yet they did and now she was all alone.
Alone and terrified.
Hermione didn't know what she was getting herself into.
She was just taking a stroll and she was attacked.
Attacked by those bloody stupid blood sucking monsters.
Only this isn't how she thought it would happen.
She had done everything right.
She had taken out her wand; she had warded the area around her.
Everything you could think of protecting yourself, she did it.
She was the bloody brightest witch ever.
How the hell did this bloody stupid blood sucking monster disarm her?
How did he get past her wards?
He had her pressed against a wall. It hurt quite a bit.
"Pretty book worm know it alls shouldn't be lurking in such dark and scary places," he said.
He sounded familiar to her.
"It was sad," he said licking her neck. "I only followed them to try to save them."
He was confusing her, was he talking about harry and Ron.
Who was this man?
"Instead they died and I was turned into one of them," he said.
He nipped at her neck making her shudder.
"Stupid potty and weasel," he said slightly sinking his teeth into her neck.
Potty and weasel sounded familiar.
He smirked into her skin.
Why did that feel familiar to her?
He turned her around to face him.
Her eyes widened in shock.
He was supposed to be missing, probably dead.
"How are you granger?" he said pushing her into the wall even more.
"ma-Malfoy," she shuddered.
"The one and only," he said.
A flash of a second later his teeth where in her neck.
She couldn't even scream.
It was too painful.
He had sunk his fangs deep into neck and was gnawing at her neck like he was a shark in a feeding frenzy.
Gnawing, sucking, licking and drinking.
He finally removed his fangs from her mangled neck.
"Hello granger," he said in a very satisfied way.
She wanted to heal her neck but she couldn't, he had her hands pinned above her head.
She was trying to say something to him but all that came out was a pained gargled sound.
The vampire chuckled and licked her wounded neck.
It healed.
Vampires, the normal ones at east shouldn't have been able to do that.
Then again who'd ever heard of a half wizard vampire?
"What was that you where saying granger," he said.
Before she could even answer he was kissing her neck.
What the hell was going on?
"You taste good granger," he said. "Like wine."
"You are supposed to be dead," she finally managed to say.
"No body was ever found after I went missing," he said sucking at the tender spot of her neck.
He drew a little bit of blood.
"How could I be dead," he said.
She looked at him.
If he was beautiful as a normal wizard, now he was perfect.
White blonde hair, strong toned arms, chiseled body, regal facial features and those eyes.
Just mesmerizing, dark blood red swirled with silver.
She could no longer move and she felt utterly dizzy.
Why the hell was he growing wings?
What the hell was he doing now?
He had bitten into her skin again but this time he was injecting something into her.
It burned like hell.
She tried to scream but it wouldn't come out.
Before she blanked out he said something to her.
"You are mining now."
…
She awoke in an unfamiliar bed.
She couldn't remember anything from the night before.
She heard a commotion outside so she decided to get up.
He neck really hurt and she could feel something like a mark on her pretty skin.
She put her ears to the door.
" where have you been these past few months," she heard a reporter like voice yell.
" is it true."
" will you be taking over your late father's business."
" please answers one question."
Malfoy?
Draco Malfoy?
Alive and well.
She was with Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, who was alive and well.
What the hell was going on?
Why was she in a silk green nightgown?
Why was she in the home of Draco Malfoy?
Why?
Finally she heard a masculine cough.
"Yes," she heard the familiar cold voice say.
She could feel him smirking.
It all came back to her.
The biting, the vampirism.
He was alive though, that's for sure.
A living vampire made no sense. Then again wizards held strange powers and no wizard had ever been turned into a vamp.
Something about the poison of a vampire being too strong for their blood.
Usually vamps just killed wizards.
Of course Malfoy would be different...
But why?
"," she heard a reporter ask. "Are the rumors true?"
She heard Dra-Malfoy chuckle.
Why the hell had she just thought of him as Draco?
What was going on?
"Please are the rumors true."
What rumors?
Hermione tried to open the door but received a slightly painful shock instead.
"What the hell is going on? "She was finally able to find her voice.
"," another reporter said.
"Fine, fine," he drawled. "If you must know, yes the rumor is true."
What rumors?
She was so confused.
She hated being confused, it didn't suit her
She was supposed to be the smartest witch ever.
"I am," she heard Draco…Malfoy declare.
"I am in fact one fourth Veela."
What?
"And that's not all," he chuckled.
"Hermione Granger is my mate."
Veela, his mate?
She fainted.
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Here ya go my first dramione…please review.