Hey guy sorry for the random cut off of the story. Don't know why it happened but here's the rest of the chapter plus the next one. Enjoy.

Back at camp

"What do you mean?" Hermione asked thoroughly confused; hating the smug look that Draco wore.

Draco opened his mouth to answer but his eyes slid from her to something over her shoulder.

"You fucking idiot." He growled as he stood up.

Hermione turned around and saw Jace walking towards them. His chest was covered in small holes. Each was neatly spaced with block goo oozing out of each hole.

"Fiona secures the campers and kill anything with more than two eyes. Jake get every antidote in stock. Dean!" Draco rapidly began shouting order to a tall dark skinned kid rose. Hermione recognized Ginny's ex-boyfriend. He joined Fiona in herding the campers away from their sword wielding director.

"Granger give me your wand." Draco's voice cut clearly all the movement and talking.

She stared at Draco; getting really tired of feeling five steps behind.

"Make them stop." Jace's voice rumbled like thunder, clearly heard by everyone near him.

The look on Draco's face completely surprised her as he looked at Jace. It was full of concern and worry. Hermione was positive the Draco wasn't capable of having such emotions for other people other than himself. Just at that moment, Jake returned carrying three vials and a syringe.

"You get one shot, Draco make it count." The old man said handing him the syringe and his thin wand to Draco.

With a grim look, Hermione watched Draco approach Jace as one would approach an injured animal.

Draco was positively terrified. Whenever Jace was badly wounded of dying, the Jace of the Night Angels would slip through and take over and Jace would become the most deadly person alive. While Draco knew the basics of Jace's magic, he couldn't risk Jace going ballistic with the entire camp nearby. Raising Jake's wand in his left hand and the syringe in his right, gripped like a dart, Draco use the magic he grew up using, the kind that he had forsaken.

"Expelliamus." A streak of blue shot out of the tip and in the same moment he flicked his wrist sending the syringe flying towards Jace's leg.

Jace felt his sword be torn from his grasp and anger surged through him. Only a fool fought him, the Ninth without his weapon. Jace's sword is what kept his powers under check. A small piercing pain began in his leg as Draco's charging form became his center of focus. Jace took a calculated jab at his friend. Draco ducked, faster than Jace had ever seen him move before. An overwhelming pain tore through him as Draco slammed his palm into his leg. Jace growled and tried to strike back but his arms felt like he had stuck them in molten lead and let them cool off. Darkness swarmed across his vision as Jace struggled to stay awake but the darkness claimed him as it always has.

Day 2

Hermione woke up wondering where she was. She looked around the posh room and the day before slowly began to return to her. Jace covered in bite marks, Draco working here. The latter swirled around her mind nonstop. Why would he work here at a camp?

A knock at her door interrupted her thought.

"Just a moment." She called, scurrying to her suitcase and threw on jeans.

The door opened as she was putting on her bra and Jace stepped in. Hermione squeaked as spun around so her back was turned to him.

"wh…wha…what do you want?" she sputtered as heat rose to her face.

"it's breakfast." Jace said simply.

"And you couldn't say that through the door!?" she asked angrily. There was no answer.

Hermione jumped as she felt a pair of hand on her back clipping her bra together. She felt Jace's breath on her shoulder as he slid his nail down her back causing her body to break out in shivers. His finger stopped at the small of her back.

"Welcome to Camp Hunter, Miss Granger." There was something in his voice that caused her heart to pound and her blood to race. Then he was gone and a faint click told Hermione that the door had been close. Hermione turned around and stared at the door trying to calm her racing heart.

After she finished dressing, Hermione exited to cabin and went to the tables where all the campers were eating. She saw Fiona exit the other cabin carrying a big plate of bacon.

"Oh Hermione!" she called, "Good morning."

Hermione returned her greeting as she walked up to her.

"have you seen Jace?"

Fiona gave her an amused look.

"Did he scare you? I swear that man has no sense of propriety."

Hermione blushed again, "So he's does this often?" For some reason that thought cause a tightening in her chest.

"It's not what you think there Granger." Hermione drew an annoyed breathe as the voice of her childhood bully approached. Hermione turned and looked at Draco; his blonde hair was much longer than she remembered as he had it back in a ponytail. He wore a black sleeveless shirt with black sweats and had a bow slung across his back. As Hermione looked closer she noticed that he had bags under his eyes and he swayed slightly with the breeze.

"Draco when was the last time you had any amount of sleep?" Fiona asked, now empty handed.

"Jace has no experience with girl in the romance category." Draco said ignoring Fiona. The tightening in her chest slightly eased but not much.

"Then how come he has to help a girl put her clothes on." She said, careful not to give him too many detail. Draco looked at her like she should have seen the answer for herself and that began to irritate her.

"Cause if you just stand there half naked with your bra unclipped, he thinks your subtlety asking for help?"

Hermione sputtered in shock, "I know how to put my own clothes on!"

"I'd sure as hell hope so." Draco said a small grin tugging at the edge of his lips. Hermione took a threatening step towards him when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She turned to look at Fiona; who had a bemused look on her face.

"He's right Hermione. Jace really is clueless when it comes to females and how to act around them." She said with a teacher's tone.

"Well I wouldn't say I'm completely clueless." Jace entered her field of vision behind Draco. He wore grey sweat pants and there was not a single mark on his bare chest. Draco turned around and back handed him. Or at least made the movements; when his hand would of connected, Jace stepped back and watched his hand whiz by with an amused look, that slid from Draco to Her and then Fiona.

"Oh! Bacon!" Jace took a few steps towards Fiona and swiped a piece off of her plate. She scowled and quickly went to set the plate down at the tables.

Hermione gave Jace a look before she walked off to join Fiona at the tables.

Draco once again tried to back hand his friend; who dodged easily, "Who did you feed off of this time?"

Jace turned and smiled at him, showing the barest hint of his fangs, "I believe her name was Cho. I've never met her before so I can't be sure."

Draco shook his head at his Dhampir friend. "You don't even need to feed on blood, Jace, so why do you?!" Draco was angry with Jace because it was Draco's job to make sure that every camper is safe. While Jace deals with the external sources of danger most the time, Draco was always trying to get it through Jace's thick skull; that he himself poses a threat to the campers. Most the time, Draco got a sneaking suspicion that Jace understood this but didn't really care.

"It's in my nature." He said simply, "And I wasn't fully healed yet and she was right there." He continued sheepishly under Draco's harsh glare.

"You better leave Hermione alone, Vampire!" Draco was surprised at the force in his own voice. Jace had the nerve to laugh at this.

"Alright human, let's go to breakfast."

Hey guys. Really sorry bout the very long update time, school is very hard and there's no end to homework. This day will continue into the next chapter. I have no real idea where the Dhampir idea came from I just thought about it and threw it in. hope you like it and please review. Ciao.