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Chapter Two- Bitten

Hermione and Ron were madly in love. Nothing could change that. They had recently moved in together. Nearly a year into their relationship, Ron began to seriously consider proposing. So he marched off to Diagon Alley with some money and bought a nice-looking, cheap ring.

That very night Ron took her out to dinner. His knees were shaking as he grabbed her hand after dinner and walked outside into the park with her. Bending onto one quivering knee, he took a deep breath, opened the little box and looked into her beautiful hazel eyes.

"Hermione" he began.

"I love you with all my heart. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?"

There was a split second in which Ron's heart thumped wildly out of control. As her eyes filled with tears he began to wonder if she would say no. But then

"Of course!" Hermione squealed happily.

Ron jumped to his feet and slid the ring onto her finger before twirling her through the air. His life was complete for a little while at least.

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One dark night Hermione was walking home alone, having just finished a late shift at St. Mungos, where she worked as a Healer. The shopping bags in her hands were weighing her down, so she crossed the street and headed for the entrance to the park, with the intention of making a shortcut. The very park, in fact, where Ron had proposed to her 2 weeks ago. As she strode along the path in the glow of the parks lantern light, she began to feel slightly uneasy like somebody was watching her.

Unfortunately, she was right. For in the shadows of the trees stood a cloaked man. Not a normal man, however his abnormally sharp teeth glistened in the lamplight as he smiled, watching Hermione pass. Her beauty stunned him, and somehow he saw something in her something he liked very much. She walked on, blissfully unaware of his presence. He caught a glimpse of her exposed neck where her long brown hair failed to cover. He smiled wider as he saw, in his minds eye, the beautiful girl with fangs just like him But he had to resist for now, he thought as she creaked open the gate at the other end. He would have to meet her first.

The vampire got his chance several days later as Hermione took the same shortcut, this time late for dinner. In her hurry she dropped her Healers badge and the man sprang from the bushes and picked it up, eyes scanning it. Hermione such a lovely name. Those five words seemed to cause a weight to drop in her stomach. No matter how good looking this man was, she did not trust him. The vampire continued to smile his crooked smile at her, knowing that he had found the woman he wanted to share his life with If you could call it a life.

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The next morning, Hermione rushed around the flat looking for her wand. She had looked everywhere and Ron wasn't helping, as he was fast asleep in bed.

"Where is it?" she screeched shoving the clutter off of the coffee table.

"This place is a mess Ron! RON!"

Her fiancé appeared at the doorway, apparently only half-awake, red hair dishevelled.

"W-w-what?" He stifled a yawn.

"Where's my wand?"

"How am I supposed to know? Maybe its in the washing" Ron wasn't really thinking.

Hermione covered her laugh with a cough.

Really, Ron could be so irritating sometimes but she still loved him

"Now why would it be in there, Ronald, Ill go check just to prove you wrong"

She walked over to the bin of fresh laundry and saw, peeking out of the back pocket of one of her robes, her wand. Smiling, she picked it up and, kissing Ron on the way, headed for the door.

" Oh, Ron" Hermione paused at the door

"Could you clean the place up? You've got a day off work." Ron frowned.

"Why do I have to do it?" he whined.

Hermione went up and kissed him again.

"Sometimes you're just like that little eleven year old. Please do it, for me" Hermione looking up at Ron with sad puppy dog eyes.

" ok" Ron said giving in.

Hermione then waved good bye to him as she walked through the front door.

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She hurried into St. Mungos. A new Healer was coming today, and it was her responsibility to show them the ropes, guide them and help them out. She stepped out of the magical elevator and into the brightly lit hall. Hermione had worked in the emergency ward for over a year now it was sort of the ER of the magical world. All serious, life-threatening cases came here. One time they had a man come in who was severely burnt by a dragon and could hardly draw breath, but after they worked on him he was beginning to recover and was sent to the burns and cuts ward.

Hermione went to the information desk and asked if she knew if the trainee had arrived yet.

"No, dear, I'm afraid I don't" came the pleasant reply.

"What do you mean you don't know? You work here don't you?" Hermione sighed giving up the argument.

She was just going to head to a ward to check up on a patient when she heard somebody call her name from behind.

"Yes, how may I help you?" Hermione asked, spinning around.

"Oh, hello somebody told me that you would be training me today?" Hermione recognized the man vaguely. His blue eyes were strangely hypnotizing.

She shook her head; his pale features frightened her somehow. She forced herself to think of Ron's smiling face, and managed to speak.

"Yes, please come this way" she said crisply, walking on.

The man tagged along behind her.

"I'm afraid I don't know your name" Hermione said by way of small talk.

"My name is Lema" he responded, laughing a cold laugh that oddly suited him.

Hermione gave him a strange look, but continued on. As they walked, Lema thought.

He knew that Hermione was the one. Beautiful, smart he had even been forced to bite the real intern and steal his ID card the night previously in order to get here. They arrived at their destination and Hermione spoke.

"You will be working in the emergency ward with me today" she said. "Watch me and what I do, and only do what I or another Healer tells you to."

All that day they were busy with several different cases. One patient had looked at him strangely when she could not see his reflection in her mirror. He had hurried out of the room, muttering to himself. "She had better be worth it"

Over the next three weeks Lema had befriended Hermione and Ron too. So as a result, one night Hermione invited Lema over to dinner along with Harry and Ginny. Harry didn't trust him, however he had a strange feeling about him. Lema sensed that Harry was suspicious. So he resolved to carry out his plan as soon as possible

It was several nights later when Hermione was cutting through her now-familiar shortcut. The night sky was pitch black and Hermione walked faster, gripping her wand inside her pocket.

"Nothing bad is going to happen" She spoke aloud as if to reassure herself.

Then through the darkness she heard a voice. "What makes you say that?"

She turned around and flung her wand at the man's throat. He stepped out from the shadows showing his pale face and immediately her wand was back in her pocket. She sighed in relief.

" Lema! I'm sorry, I'm just a little jumpy"

" That is all right. It is pretty frightening out here. If you do not like this route, why do you insist on taking it?"

" We live in a Muggle area, and Ron's expecting me home any minute now its not far."

" May I walk you home?"

" Er no, its okay, I can manage"

Lema chuckled. "I insist."

Hermione relented and they set off along the path together. However, they had not taken more than two steps when Lema stopped suddenly.

"Why did you stop?" she asked, but he did not reply; instead he turned around.

That was when Hermione screamed. Two huge yellow eyes stared at her from a very pale face. When Lema smiled he revealed two pointed fangs. He lied to me, Hermione thought in a panic. She drew out her wand and tried to run, but he grabbed her and held her there. She couldn't move or speak as Lema bared his fangs and plunged them deep into her neck. Blood dripped down her white shirt as she gasped in pain. He clung to her body like his life depended on it as he drank from her veins

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Hermione was now running as fast as possible. Her vision was blurring causing her to sway and trip a little as she run. She Hermione felt weak and frail. She had lost so much blood. All she thought about was Ron and how much she loved him. They were going to get married now she knew it wouldn't happen. A few silent tears fell from her eyes as she stopped. Her legs gave away and Hermione fell to the floor the world spinning above her. She used all of her energy to Apparate back home where, she knew, Ron would be waiting for her. -

Ron had just come in from work he was an Ora like Harry and just had a very hard day. All that trouble with a few Death Eaters who still thought Voldemort was alive and were trying to contact him. He wasn't alive and Ron knew that because he had been there when Harry killed him just over 3 years ago it was the summer after they left Hogwarts.

Ron sat down, kicked off his shoes, leaned back in his chair and relaxed. He then heard a familiar POP. Ron looked around and saw Hermione standing in the middle of the living room, swaying. She looked a dreadful mess: her shirt was stained in blood and her knees were muddy.

He launched himself up and caught her, staring at her in shock as she took in ragged, sharp breaths.

Hermione! What's wrong...speak to me!" Ron said in a shaky voice.

He looked in to her eyes and large brown scared ones looked back at his.

"Vampire" was all Hermione managed to whisper.

"Who?" Now Ron was in tears.

He felt like someone was ripping out his heart. He loved her so much.

Ron placed his hand on her neck and tried to stop the bleeding but it didn't work. It kept gushing out of her wound.

"Who did this to you Hermione?" Ron repeated desperately.

She did not reply. He gathered her cold limp body up and held her close, rocking her back and forth on his knees.

"No please don't be dead, I love you so much Hermione" he sobbed as he held her lifeless body, taking no notice of his now bloodstained shirt.

There was another POP as Ginny appeared. She screamed as her eyes found Hermione. She fell to the floor, crying along with her brother.