Slowly turning to his side, he stared at his appearance in amazement. His hair was long and a blackish blue that ended at his elbow. His normally emerald green eyes were now startling silver. He was tanned and his scar was gone. He had a very muscular body and stood around 5 foot 8. He wore black leather pants, which shaped nicely against his hips and a tight black shirt, showing off his toned arms and chest. His hands were medium sized and his nails had black fingernail polish. It was official, Harry Potter no longer exist. Ziyon Telrúnya has arrived.
Dark Paradise"SHIT! I'M LATE! THIS IS WHAT I GET FOR TALKING TO THAT FUCKING MAN! Whoa… I really do have this American accent down good! AHHHHHHHHH! WHAT AM I DOING! I'M LATE!" Ziyon yelled, running around the room. He quickly got his things together and stacked everything he needed on his trunk. He sat on top of the trunk and apparated to the platform 9¾. He picked up Hedwig or Lykouleon, and his bag and levitated his trunk to join the rests with his wand. He quickly boarded the train and let out a sigh of relief.
"Move! You're in the way!" A cold voice snapped and seconds later a blonde pushed past him.
"You don't rule me! Although others… you do. I like your style." Ziyon answered. The blonde turned around and stared at Ziyon.
"Hmm…who are you?" He asked, advancing on him.
"Ziyon. Ziyon Telrúnya. Of course it's not too hard to figure out who you are. Blonde hair, silver eyes, bad attitude, you've got to be a Malfoy. Honored. Very honored." Ziyon smirked reaching out his hand. Malfoy, after hesitating, grabbed Ziyon's hand and shook it.
"How about you sit with us?" Draco more like commanded than asked.
"Sure." Ziyon watched as Draco turned around and walked off. Ziyon followed quickly and entered an empty compartment with Draco. Ziyon sat down and set his owl down. He searched through his bag and grabbed his cigarettes and lighter.
"Do you mind?" Ziyon asked, turning to Draco and lift the cigarettes.
"Not really, just open a window." Draco answered, sitting down. Ziyon opened the window and lit a cigarette.
"So, what house are you in?" Draco asked.
"Slytherin… just started at Hogwarts. Sooo, tell me about your-self." Ziyon said sarcastically, inhaling.
"Heh…. Like it really matters. All you really need to know for now is how to not get on my nerves. What's your owls name?" Draco muttered.
"Lykouleon. Want one?" Ziyon asked, offering Draco a cigarette.
"Uhh… nah…." Draco looked out the window.
"Never had one huh? Keh… so… what can you tell me about Hogwarts?" Ziyon asked.
"Well…. Stay away from all Gryffindors. They are so fucking annoying. And no worries about potions, Snape will go easy on you since you are a Slytherin. And avoid eye contact with Dumbledore. He has this creepy twinkle eye thing going on." Draco laughed slightly.
"Ahhh…. And is Blaise here?" Ziyon asked.
"Yeah… You know Blaise?" Draco asked.
"Yeah, met him in America, I have a grudge against him…. Oh, he owes me!" Ziyon said, chuckling madly.
"Okay…. Insane much?" Draco asked.
"I'm still going threw counseling…." Ziyon muttered. Draco began to crack up making Ziyon give him a death glare.
"I wasn't joking! If you really want to mess with me, I suggest you do it when I'm in a good mood! I'm not the kind of person who kills those I'm honored to meet so you might be the first if continue what your doing!" Ziyon snapped, wrapping his slender fingers around Draco's neck.
At that moment, the door slid open and Pansy, Crabe, Goyle, and Blaise walked in.
"Draco!" Pansy shrieked, catching Ziyon's attention. He quickly let go of Draco and grabbed hold of Blaise.
"Blaise! You bastard! I sooo badly want to chain you to a wall and watch you struggle you bastard! How dare you I'll kill you!" Ziyon growled, lifting him off the ground. Draco came up from behind Ziyon and hit a pressure point in Ziyon's arm, making him drop Blaise.
"Sooo… you are mad, hey Ziyon? Did seeing your dear Nieta on the ground withering in pain make you maad?" Blaise Mocked, a smirk crossing his face.
" PROTECTING MOTHER IS MY PRIORITY! SHE IS WHY WE LIVE YOU DAMN TRAITOR! YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER THAN ANYONE ELSE THAT WHEN YOU MAKE ME MAD, YOU DIE!" Ziyon yelled, waving his hand in the air. A black smoke seemed to appear above them and Ziyon reached within it, pulling out a long katana and pointing at Blaise's neck.
"Nooooo! Ziyon don't! Draco help me!" Blaise began to panic. Draco stood there a fascinated look on his face. The compartment door opened one last time and there stood a very fascinated young woman.
"Excuse me…please put the sword away. We just got onto the train… I really don't need to deal with this. I JUST got this damn position and don't need this till at least my first class. Thank you." The woman walked away and the katana within Ziyon's grasp turned to smoke and all the smoke disappeared all together.
"Damn you! I need a fucking cigarette!" Ziyon yelled, sitting back down and grabbing a cigarette.
"Bro… you haven't changed. Good to see you!" Blaise laughed, standing up. Draco, Pansy, Crabe, and Goyle stared in complete confusion.
"Fuck you Blaise! You know my job is to protect mother and that little prank you pulled to test my skill didn't help! Ugggg… Got any shit?" Ziyon asked.
" Don't go anywhere with out it." Blaise smirked, throwing Ziyon a bottle filled with vodka, pineapple juice, strawberry sake, and very little poison. Blaise turned to face Draco, Pansy, Crabe, and Goyle and smiled slightly.
"To explain everything, I met Ziyon at that school I go to over the summer. We became close friends when my vampire father bit him, making him my brother. Well, three weeks after he became a vampire, the vampire lord, the first, Raycashta, wedded a young vampire named Nieta. Ziyon was chosen right away to protect her and I wanted to test his power by pretending I was a traitor. He's strong…. trust me. Ziyon's power is unnatural. He could defeat Raycashta himself!" Blaise explained. Draco stared from Blaise to Ziyon and back.
"Blaise, Pansy, Crabe, Goyle, all of you… get out! I'll let you back in, just give me a few minutes with Ziyon." Draco said calmly. The four of them nodded and left the compartment walking down the walkway. Draco stared at Ziyon and walked up to him.
"Here are my rules, if you hurt any of my friends… I'll make sure you die a painful death." Draco growled. Ziyon stood and looked at Draco, very amused.
"Heh… don't worry. I won't hurt my brother or your friends. What I cant promise," Ziyon stepped closer but Draco didn't back away, "Is that I'll keep my hands of you." Without warning, Ziyon's lips crashed against Draco's causing Draco to moan slightly. He wrapped his arms around Draco's waist and slammed his hips against Draco's. Draco moaned against Ziyon's lips then pulled away.
"Let go of me." Draco growled.
"Of course love. Anything for you." Ziyon said, pulling away and bowing slightly. Draco's face grew red and he found himself attacking Ziyon, yelling loudly. Within seconds he found himself holding Ziyon in a choke hold and Pansy yelling at him to stop with Crabe, Goyle, and Blaise coming in behind her.
"Draco! Let Ziyon go! I know he crossed the line cause he kissed you, but he couldn't help it! Both of us have known for a long period of time that you're his mate! And as long as you are around him alone he will come after you! Please, put my brother down…if you don't." Before Blaise could finish, Ziyon gripped onto Draco and his eyes went dark.
"ZIYON! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Blaise yelled.
Draco was quickly pulled into a dark silence, unable to see or hear his friends.
"You Digusting filth!"
"Uncle, please no! I'm sorry!"
"I never hurt you worse than that before because of your aunt but now I going to get you back!"
"NOOOOO! UNCLE NOOOOO!"
Slap.
"Shut up boy! You'll Pay!"
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"Get back to your room you disgust piece of shit!"
"Haaaaaaaah….yes uncle…haaaaaaaaah."
All light returned to Draco and he saw his friends staring at him in fear.
"Draco, what did you see? Why did you scream?" Blaise asked quickly. Draco stared up into Ziyon's fear washed eyes and sat down. He sat in silence for the rest of the trip.