Entry for the "Chocolate Frog Card Club" at "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Challenges and Assignments)"

(Gold): Billywig; Prompts: Sapphire, Speed, Sting, Blue

Entry for "Defense Against The Dark Arts" at "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (Challenges and Assignments)"

Task: Write about someone encountering a vampire. Min 400 words

Entry for the "Gringotts Prompt Bank"

Character Pairings: Draco/Ginny

AU prompts: Vampire!AU

Ginny knew that she should have run away at full speed when she had had realised what he was, and when she still had had the chance to flee.

But she had stayed, tempted, and pulled towards him by the mystery he was emitting when he looked at her.

Draco had even told her to go, that he was a unpredictable danger, but when she had not turned to walk away, he had not given her any further warnings.

It was completely unrational and unwise to have a love affair with a vampire, but it was also incredibly interesting and adventurous.

He was a gentleman of the old school, displayed excellent manners and knew exactly how to make a gift to a woman – she was wearing the necklace with the small sapphire necklace night and day, feeling that it was something very special.

Maybe she had felt a little bit too safe as the time passed, maybe she had been blinded by seeing the blue sky, therefore not able to see that he was still a dangerous creature, no matter how polite and kind he always behaved.

This faithful evening would have teached her a lesson if it had not ended deadly for her.

They had been by the lake where they had first met, she had been wearing her most beautiful dress made of white and black lace, her lips painted with a dark crimson.

Dancing in the moonlight, everything had seemed romantic and peaceful, until she had seen this expression in his eyes – at first, it had been nearly vacant, but then it had changed into something dangerous, predatory...

Seconds later, she had felt the sting on the smooth skin of her neck, causing her to gasp in surprise. Her brown eyes wide in shock, she had stared at him as he had raised his head again, a thick streak of blood running from his lip down his chin.

"You taste so good, love...," he whispered, leaning in to kiss her, letting the blood mix with her lipstick. It was a passionate kiss that made her forget the pain from where his teeth had sunk into her neck for a few seconds. He caressed her body lovingly, and even though he was killing her, very very slowly, it was a sweet death and she died with his kiss on her lips.

It tasted of love, passion and blood.