Plot summary: to be honest, so far this is all i have writen and i have absolutely no plot what so ever. ah well, we shall see where this ends up.
Rating will change later on in the story.
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The Beginning
Sitting alone in a shadowy corner in a muggle club surrounded by people who were dressed in the attire of what humans think a vampire would were, lace and coats, old fashioned clothes, and honestly they weren't far off, it may have been what the vampires wore close to the late thirteen hundreds, but not so much now.
Now it was leather, leather, and more leather with quite a bit of pvc as well, which was exactly what Harry was wearing. A glass of a dark redish liquid which could almost pass as wine if it wasn't for the faint traces of it still clinging to the glass was held losely in his left hand, the other hanging close to his side. Eyes flicking over the crowd again and again, fingers on his right hand twitching towards his rear pocket which held his wand, whenever he thought he had spotted a pair of glowing mercury eyes and pale blonde hair, before the image had disappeared and he was left wondering if it was just the work of his over active imagenation.
Just as one of the clubs lights passed over his shadowy corner and shone almost directly into his eyes causing him to squint slightly he saw it, pale blonde hair and mercury eyes that were glowing strongly alot like the clubs lights over head making him fee as if the other were peering into his very sole,
'Draco!' He thought, and this time he new he wasn't seeing things, this was real.
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A/N: I know, i know, its not much, just think of it as a introduction to the story before i continue. please r&r. flames will be used to light the fire.