You Bloody Stupid Bastard !
Chapter 2: Now that we've got the time…
AN: This chapter comes out this soon because the quick response made me happy. I have half a Hic Tandem and half a Rom & Rem chapter done so hopefully I'll get those out soon as well. Peace.
"You bloody stupid bastard!"
I yell it so loudly it reverberates off the walls. "Do you ever listen to anything people tell you? You are such an unbelievable dickhead."
As he glares at me from across the stone chamber, I can tell he's mustering up his courage. What's the point? Forgetting that I could rip his fucking head off at any moment won't stop it from happening.
"I don't listen? It's bloody pointless when you never tell anyone anything! When did this happen? Why?" He turns around to grab the door handle. "Well if you wanted to hurt me even more, you got it. Just don't expect me to stay and listen to your empty death threats." He gives the handle a wrench.
And then another.
And then another.
On the sixth try, he turns around to face me. "What is this?"
I nearly grind my fangs into my lower jaw in anger. With my heightened senses, I get angry quickly. Well really, I get anything quickly… no, don't think that way Draco. Not with him here. "This is what I was trying to tell you before. This room is designed to contain me. When the sun is gone and my vampiric form takes over, the room is locked."
Harry glances at the window and I shake my head. "It's sealed magically. There is no way to get in or out until the sun rises. You're stuck here."
He still looks angry, challenging. Maybe he's preparing for a fight? Please. "So I'm dead because you're going to drink my blood? I thought you didn't want me to die?"
Thump thump. Buggering hell, that heart of his makes it hard to concentrate. I try to shut it out but it won't go away.
"Yes, we covered that. Maybe you've misunderstood me. I don't know if you understand what bloodlust is, but it doesn't pick and choose."
Thump thump.
A smirk tweaks Harry's face. "That's so fucking typical of you isn't it?"
"What?"
Thump, thump. Ah shit, stop teasing me!
"It's typical of Draco Malfoy not to be able to control himself. He lets other people make decisions for… are you listening to me?"
"Uunh?"
Thump, thump. He's looking at me like he can't even hear it… Oh, I feel like I'm in a story by that morbid muggle…
"What is wrong with you?" The anger in his voice is ebbing again. Why the hell does he still care about me?
Something clicks in my head and I'm able to shut out the beating of his hideous heart. "Nothing, nothing… And as for control-" I shoot him a dark look and grin, purposely showing my fangs, "if I were a slave to my lusts, you would already be drained."
"Oh really?"
I can't help but respond to this challenge. Using my agility I cross the room without Harry seeing. "Rrrrreally…" I breathe the word across his neck and shoot back to the desk. To him, I haven't moved.
Startled, he brings his hand to hover over his neck; right where my face was moments ago. I can feel the chills run down his spine from here. It's a shiver that we both enjoy.
I use this moment of distraction to redirect our conversation. "Look, Harry, I don't want to start fighting again, I really don't. Didn't you want to here what happened to me?"
He looks at me sidelong. "I thought you weren't going to tell me. I mean, you didn't seem too interested in talking before."
I can't help but sigh. Love or hate him, Potter is thick thick thick. "I might as well, now that we've got the time. Who knows, I might be able to save you if I can avoid focusing on, ahem, eating."
He swallows sharply. "Right, so what happened? Like you said it's been five years since you turned away from our world and no one but Snape knows why."
I sit up on the desk again as Potter sinks to the floor. By some stroke of unforeseen intelligence, he seems to understand that he should keep his distance.
"Vampirism is why, but you had to know I wasn't going to join Dumbledore, no matter how much you wanted me to." When I told Harry that no relationship was going to make me join the light, that relationship ended. The last conversation between us hurt so much I thought we'd never see each other again.
"So who did you join?" And yet here he is, and I have Severus to thank for it. Someone give me the strength to keep this fool alive.
"Nobody. I stormed off from the manner and ended up drained in Nocturne Alley. Being undead pulls you off the political scene rather indefinitely, wouldn't you say?"
He looks down in shame. "I'm sorry, you know. If I hadn't pushed you to decide, then maybe…"
I cut him off: "Not so fast, Potter. You fuck things up enough on your own; you don't need to take credit for my mistakes, too."
He smiles and then nods in agreement. "I know." He looks up again, still curious about my life. "Severus told me the tower was his work, what's it for?"
Oh, you adorable idiot, Potter. Still slow on the uptake… "To keep a hamper on my appetite, obviously. A young vampire has more risk of getting caught and is much more vulnerable. Without this place I would ignore careful stalking and feed every single night on whoever I could find."
"So if I hadn't stayed tonight, by tomorrow morning you would have been…"
Dead. Oh shit, you can't tell him that! "No worse for the wear, but getting ready to drain someone very soon."
"Oh." He leans his head back against the door to look out the window. "This is going to be a long night, huh?"
"Mmm."
You have no bleeding idea.
AN: This was a chapter that needed to exist so sorry if it isn't as good.
I have all the chapter concepts down so I can give you the name of the up coming chapter each time.
Chapter 3: Don't excite me.
Next one should be fun, so hopefully I'll see you later!
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