Damn it.
A dark figure moves quickly through the dark, the dark cloak hiding their face. They moved fast, too fast to be human, then apprutly stops. The cloaked figure pans the surrounding forests. Crack… Damn it. A mist surrounds the person, a smell intensifies around the figure, then it over takes their mind, and everything goes blank.
Hermione Granger awakes with a start and peers around the room, immediately taking in her surroundings. She feels at least 20 darks stares watching, waiting, for her next move. That's when she jumps up falling into a low crouch, staring around the room. There are about 20 vampires in the room, waiting for something, someone to give a signal, a signal to attack. The room is darkened. There is someone hidden in the darkness, only their eyes brightly visible. He is sitting, taking in the scene in front of him, then there's the signal. One word….
"Attack."
The vampires move quickly, but not quick enough. Hermione reads their movements before they even make it causing their backs to be thrown into the walls. However, Hermione is yet to move at all. She has powers, plural, which is highly unusual to have more then one when going through the change into become one of them—Vampires, night walkers.
"As much as I enjoy the dark," Hermione speaks in a low, sedative voice making all the vampires in the room stop for a moment. "Let's brighten it up a little." She smirks and with a flick of her head, fire appears around the room creating a small ring around them.
"Much better." She lunges forwards taking the strong down first and making her way through each of them.
After moments of fighting the strong, stern voice is heard, once again. "Enough." He rises and his face is finally visible. The vampires, aside from Hermione, bow and mutter something along the lines of, "Yes, My Lord."
"Malfoy?" Hermione stops and faces him. Damn it….
"Hello Granger." He stops his strides only a few steps infront of her. He takes in her changes in appearances, which he approves on greatly. Her hair has grown long and smooth, creating a trail of soft curls running down her chest. Her curves are seen thanks to the tight, black clothing she wears. And her longs legs extend to meet her black boots that reach just below her knees. His eyes linger to her face which is perfectly framed by her curls and accented by her full, pouty lips.
She closed the distance by a small step and crosses her arms. "If you would please stop staring at me long enough to tell me what the bloody hell I'm doing here, it would be much appreciated." She smirked and made eye contact with him.
He just continued to half smile, with a small smirk hidden in his lips. "Well, we thought you were a trespasser. Do you want to know what we do to trespassers around here if I find out they are spying on my convent?" He closed the space completely and was now face to face with her.
"Not really interested, but I will humor you and pretend like I do. So please, Draco Malfoy, tell me what you do to them."
"Well, lets just say they would beg for death when I'm done with them." His smirk intensifying with every word.
"hhmm, I've been through wanting death instead of a certain situation but trust me, its not that bad." Hermione replied viciously as she watched his smirk falter.
"I see. Leave us!" The vampires whom were watching the conversation quickly obeyed and left the intense room. Hermione walked away from Draco and went to sit on the far sofa in the back of the large ball that she now realized she must have been laying on when she awoke.
"I suppose you are not a spy, Granger. No one is stupid enough to risk your powers or let alone waste them on a meaningless spy." He said following her lead to the back leather sofa.
"Well now that we have stated the obvious." She said and she leaned back and crossed her legs. "Would you mind telling me why I'm still here?"
He lent in closer to her. "Well, it quite simple."
"Oh, is it now?" She lent closer pushing him down on the couch so she could have an advantage. She bent down to his ear and whispered, "Then, why do I not understand?" She went back to her original position sitting normally. "Want to clearify?"
"Sure."
"I am waiting."
"I want you."