The week went by painfully. I couldn't believe how much I wanted to go home. After coming to Hogwarts I always considered this my home. Now I just wanted to get away from it. The magic adrenaline that always flowed through me during classes was now replaced with depression. The first few days back into school people would whisper thing behind my back. Draco even tried to talk to me a few times. I could always sense when he was around and it always made me tense. I have always known since meeting him that his blood smell was always the strongest but now it's just mouth watering.

I just want to go home.

The next Triwizard Cup task is in a few nights. Everyone is getting riled up for that. Whispers went round to what the task may be. The first one was dragons. I never thought I would be sitting there with Madison gasping and cheering at appropriate parts. It was so unlike me. Well during this year I have done a lot of things that aren't like me at all. A familiar smell wafted around me and I stiffened up. He's near. I looked up from my book and Draco was standing on the other side of the library. His eyes darted around the room before meeting mine.

Of course. Why did I have to be so predictable? Of course I would be in here, I love books. So he knows exactly where to find me. I picked up my book and walked to one of the shelves hoping to get away from him he merely followed, I could hear his footsteps. I turned behind and saw him looking and walking straight to me. At least I had gotten him away from the door way, the only exit out of here. Taking students by surprise I ran out of the library.

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I shook my head at those who screamed blood traitor as Potter was awarded second place. Why are Slytherin's so prejudice? Cough cough. Why did I have to be one? Since Potter has been selected to take part, more blood traitor, mud blood and muggle jokes have spread around the Slytherin house. Some were funny and some were just plain sad and stupid. Did the sorting hat register that I wasn't a pure blooded wizard? All of the Slytherin's are. Obviously. What would they all do if they knew that I wasn't?

I mean my Father has always told me that being in the presence of a vampire is a privilege especially one that is not going to kill you. Surely having a vampire in their house would be much cooler than having another same old pure blood.

"Come on." Madison linked her arm through mine.

We followed the other students to get the boat back up to the castle. Madison keeps begging for me to tell her about the night of the Yule Ball. I wasn't going to tell her because my parents told Dumbledore to tell me not to tell anyone what had happened and what nearly happened. I wasn't going to tell her because I had no clue as to what had happened last night either, I was actually scared of myself. I groaned in horror as I saw the boat me and Madison were being pushed into had Draco and his goons in it.

"Hagrit, can't we get in another boat." I asked.

He shook his head matching Madison's actions. She pushed me in and I sat face to face with him. His laughing and joking with the two stopped and he looked at me. Fortunately Madison wasn't that evil so she started a conversation with the Slytherin boy. Talking to him about what normal Slytherin students talk about. The whole boat trip back up to the castle reminded of my first day here. The small boats and the glistening water. Draco's eyes were never looking at Madison, which was he plans to make me feel okay; while he talked to her he looked at me the whole time.

"Amethyst."

Sighing I turned around. Madison sent me a reassuring smile and walked past me. Draco got out of the boat and walked up to me. The jacket he wore covered his neck carelessly. I wanted to pull it down.

"Can we talk?" He asked.

"Later Malfoy."

It hurt me even to call him by his last name. I think it shocked him as well as he never followed me up to the castle.

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When the bell rang during potions I picked up my books. I power walked down the hallway, knowing he would try to talk to me again.

"TALK TO ME!"

I stopped dead in my tracks. Draco was never one to beg for anything. He really did want my attention. Does that mean he likes me? But I knew I should've ran faster. My heart told me not to. Now he is putting his life on the line.

"Go away Malfoy" I balled my hands into fists.

He took steps forward. The closer he got the angrier I got. Angry with him because he was so stubborn and angry with myself because I was what I was.

"Why are you avoiding me?"

I had my back to him. I was glad that I couldn't see the sorrow on his face and get hypnotised by those deep gray eyes. I flinched when his hand was on my shoulder. My eyes squeezed shut as I felt myself being spun around. I couldn't look at him.

"Look at me."

I wouldn't look at him. "Please..." He whispered.

He is begging. Again. What had I done to the boy?

I felt all my barriers dropping as his hand slipped down my arm and his other hand forced my chin up. I felt him coming closer. I could taste his breath. My eyes shot open and his lips crashed onto mine. God I've missed this. My eyes closed again and the nagging voice in my head faded away. His scent was intoxicating, it was what drew me to the boy from word go. Now his scent was the one thing I hated him for. I pushed him away. His tongue grazed my fang. Then the sweet taste of blood filling my mouth. How could he not feel that? More blood oozed from it as it flicked around my mouth. I want more.

Using all my strength and will power I pushed him away. With the shove I fell to the wall, sliding down it. I clutched my burning and throbbing throat gasping.

"Amethyst..?"

He walked to me and put his hand on my shoulder. When he did that simple gesture I flinched.

"I'm fine.."I croaked.

My hand dropped from my throat. If I was more human I would be sweating, the pain of hunger and want was so unbearable that some vampires fear it and drink, drink, drink. I could never, I would never do that to anyone I loved. Not even someone I like. Which is Draco.

"What did I do?" He slid down the wall next to me.

"Nothing."

He was still bleeding I could smell it. To distract myself I played vigorously with the hem of my cloak. He muttered something, obviously assuming I wouldn't hear but I did. It was something among the lines of.

"Women are strange."

It made me giggle. Yes women may be strange but vampire women are stranger.

"I'm going to be late for class." I stood up suddenly.

I picked up my bag and walked away. So is that the way it is going to be? He only has to kiss me and everything is alright? Yes, it is, I can't run and hide anymore. I was delaying the inevitable. Of course I couldn't hide from him forever. Seeing Draco's eyes were burning holes in my skull I turned and sent him a flirtatious smile, letting him know I was slightly okay.

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"C'mon Amethyst. Prefect-ing is sexy." He smirked.

I laughed and he leaned forward and kissed me. I was defiantly thank-ful for my mother in persuading my father in letting me accept the invitation to stay at the Malfoy's over the holidays. Since school had finished my Father has been a little stricter in what I do. Like he has asked Dumbledore to write him a letter in what I do every week, when I get into school. It is strange and when I'm home he watches my every move, it's like he is daring me to question him. My mother on the other hand has gotten better. When I came home from Hogwarts she begged me to tell her about Draco Malfoy. Then gushed all the way home about his family, how brilliant their wizardry is.

What would she know about wizardry?

Before my father let me out of the house to the Malfoy manor he taught me for the first few weeks to control my thirst. Apparently turning into a full grown vampire is like puberty that is what my mother described it to like. During the change, your thirst for blood gets stronger, and you die. The mortal you die and then the vampire you is fully born. In the past when vampire have died and awoken, their memories of their previous life fade away. Including memories of their parents. Crazed with thirst they go insane and being the untamed vampire they are they get killed or they kill themselves. That's what my brother meant by when you turn into a full vampire you will know. It will hurt.

The bed post was pressed up against my back as Draco kissed me. Being at Draco's house has caused me and Draco to spend a lot more time together bringing us closer together. When I first met his Father I knew from the way he looked and the way he worshipped the dark arts that he was clearly a Death Eater. His mother on the other hand was very quiet. Only spoken when needed. Clearly she was as shy as I was. Or was that because of me being here. Draco said while inviting me that I would get along with his mother. So far, that has been proven to be a lie.

His hands worked their way to the hem of my dress. His warm hand grazed my skin. Also spending more time with him, I have gotten to know the real him, away from school.

"Lets do it." He whispered in my ear.

My eyes shot open. "What?" I gasped.

I smirked at seeing my reaction. "Let's do it."

Do I want to have sex with him? Sure I liked him but this is a huge step to take. Says, the relationship expert. Cough cough. When my mother bought me all those dresses they weren't the types of dresses that she would've usually bought me. She would normally look down at them with a sneer on her face and would've said something about the modern society. So I was slightly confused as to why she had bought them for me. Did she want me to lose my virginity while away from home?

Draco placed a soft kiss on the side of my neck. What would he be like as a vampire? Damn. My father would kill me if could hear my thoughts at this current time. Deciding to enjoy the moment I unfastened his pants and they fell to the floor, he didn't seem to notice. I walked and sat on the bed and hoped he would fall into the plan, literally, fall. I laughed and fell back on the bed as he didn't seem to notice his pants were down by his ankles and he fell now to my feet. Surprising me completely he jumped on top of me.

"So you find that funny?" He asked.

I laughed again. "I do."

My eyes widened in shock as he straddled me and his fingers moved in a fast motion all over my sides. I never realised I was ticklish before. I squealed and he kept tickling me.

"Oh my god. Stop please!"

His hands slowly stopped. "You lucky I'm a sucker for you."

Sucker? Oh the irony. He pressed his body against mine. He licked his lips and then put them on my own, then on my neck, and my shoulder, pushing my straps down.

"I want to do so many things to you." He whispered tickling the skin.

Feeling bold I ripped his shirt open. I hoped he wouldn't mind. I knew It was bound to be expensive but his eyes sparkled with lust. He grabbed my arms and pulled me up in a sitting position. He reached behind me and unzipped my dress. I managed to wriggle myself out of it. I kicked it off the bed and we pressed our bodies up against each other. My matching black lingerie seemed like two pieces of thin tissue as I realised I was nearly exposed to Draco. My assets bounced with me as I was forced back onto my back again. My hands went up under his white beater, my cold fingers made him shiver.

"You are always so cold" He mumbled.

Because I'm a vampire. His lips attacked mine again and his tongue glided over my bottom lip, then along my tongue only parting with my lips for a split second as I slipped his beater over his head. Feeling his skin against mine sent me insane. I could feel his hear heart beating against my chest. I pressed myself up to him again, giving his arm enough room to slip under my back and unclasp my bra. He ripped it from my chest and his hands quickly gripped them. His tongue snaked around my nipple. My eyes fluttered closed. I balled the bed sheets in my hands. I cannot believe this is happening. It doesn't seem real at all. I moaned softly as his fingers played with the other one. His mouth then made its way down my heaving chest and stomach until it came to my underwear. Nervousness hit me when he slid his fingers inside the straps and slowly pulled them down my legs. I'm completely naked.

His lips attached to my calf surprisingly the action turned me on, his slender fingers then unbuckled my deadly high-heel shoes and they dropped to the floor with a hard and loud thud. Draco returned eye level to me again. He hovered over me once again. I expected him to kiss me but instead his tongue dragged down my stomach as he went lower and lower and I shuddered. Slightly nervous I pulled my knee's together. Chuckling Draco spread them wide apart, my feet reached either side of the double bed. I looked down at him and then his tongue flicked at my most sensitive area. My head bounced back on the green pillow and my eyes closed again in pure bliss.

I loved-I have always loved how Draco would make me feel. Now I realised how much I cared for him. He made me feel almost human, inviting me to the Yule Ball. I sighed as I felt him spreading my lips apart. I wanted him. I wanted him to touch me. Apparently he wanted to. His tongue again flicked my clit making me jump. He did it again and again, my jumps and gasps turned into soft moans the more he did it. I felt him pull his head back and I felt his fingers graze me and then they slowly went in me. I cried out and my eyes opened. He began to dig his fingers inside of me, my moans becoming louder. By now I was letting out loud cries, arching my back to him, as I felt pleasure overcome me. I then screamed, as I felt my lower half explode and my face turned a creamy pinkie white. That was the most tan a vampire could show.

Even after I had come he didn't even stop. In fact his tongue went and explored every inch of me while his fingers rubbed me and I squirmed. I would never feel this good with anyone. My trembling hand travelled down to his hair. I wanted him and I wanted him now. When my fingers were locked around his blond locks I pulled his face up to mine. My lips connected with his again and I could taste myself in his mouth, but I wasn't going to pull away.

"I want you.." I mumbled on his lips.

I felt him smile and I kicked his boxers to his ankles, his throbbing member pressed up against my thigh. He smiled again, laced his fingers with both of my hands and placed them above the bed with his hands. His lips pecked mine as he pushed inside of me, breaking me open. My eyes shot open and I could feel the pain of my blood making its way to my tear buds. I cried out in pain as he slammed into me. To stop myself from crying out of pain I closed my eyes. His head bobbed down and kissed my neck, taking some of the pain away.

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I opened my eyes. I wasn't in my room. Then it hit me. I was at the Malfoy Manor. Have been for a while. But this wasn't the guest room I was staying in. When I shifted my body to get a better look at my surroundings, it was then that I realised I was being held back. I smiled and noticed Draco lying naked on his stomach with his arm stretched across my bare waist. My head fell back onto the pillows as the memory of the other night flooded to me. The heat, the lust, the passion. My throat was burning and so were my inner thighs.

I needed to drink. I sat up and the covers flew down to my hips. My eyes flickered down to the body by my side. I touched their shoulder and the bones beneath my fingers vibrated meaning that they had shivered. My finger traced the vein that pulsed in his neck that was attached to his throbbing heart. Then he spoke.

"Morning."

I blinked. Draco turned to face me. It happened again. The vampire vision. That's my word for it. My father calls it by its technical term which I cannot remember. Now that I knew what it was I wasn't that bothered about it. According to my father it happens to all vampires at this age and not so much when you get past it. But that doesn't mean it doesn't scare me. The whole vampire race even myself scare me. His hair flopped into his eyes; with my fingers I brushed them aside revealing his beautiful eyes. He rolled onto his back and looked up at me. He reached his hand up to my face to cup my cheek in his hand. He pulled my face down and my lips barely brushed his when we were interrupted.

"Draco!" His mother called.

I turned to the door and heard her footsteps coming up the stairs.

"Jesus Christ. Your mother."

I leaned over the edge of the bed and picked up my clothes from the floor. If only Draco knew I was a vampire then I would've just jumped out of the window, but no.

"Get under the bed and pass me my boxers." Draco heard her too.

I rolled onto the floor and threw Draco's boxers up to him before rolling underneath the bed. I heard the door open.

"Oh morning. Amethyst wasn't in her bed, according to the elf. So I thought...Oh I don't know what I thought."

It I was human I would've blushed.

"Well where is she?" She asked.

"She went out for some air." Draco was a good liar.

"Oh right. Well I hope she'll be back soon we are going into Diagon Alley, for your new school things."

I heard the door close. When her footsteps died down I rolled out from under the bed. I kneeled next to the bed.

"Stupid elf." Draco mumbled.

He turned to me and the bitterness vanished from his face.

I looked at his shirtless self. "Your right. You have defiantly gone sexier since being announced prefect."