Disclaimer: HP does not belong to me.
Author: Drarry Fan (formally Meggy Potter)
Title: Draco's Blood Mate
Summary: Draco Malfoy is a Vampire and he needs a mate to suck blood out of so he won't kill anyone else. Only his mate can survive and handle his bite without dying, only receiving a small mark on the neck as they were born with enough power and blood. Who is Draco's mate?
Category: Romance/Drama
Pairing/s: Draco/Harry, Ron/Hermione and Sirius/Remus. More to come.
Warning/s: MPREG, DARK THEMES and MALE LOVE.
Reviews: Reviews love. Flames will be ignored. Helping write better is great, but don't be mean for what I write about.
A/N: PLEASE READ: I was once Meggy Potter however I have lost my email as it has been a couple of years since I've been on here. So I decided to start again after I've seen some reviews begging me to continue. So I'm beginning again and changing it a bit as I believe I have improved in my writing.
CALL ME A BITCH, A DICKHEAD, AN ASSHOLE. Whatever you want, I probably deserve it :P So I got bored with this story and didn't continue, I tried but the chapters were horrible, this probably isn't much better. Oh well. I'm back now after what…nine months? Lol, I could had a baby in that time. Anyway, I am the kind of person who gets bored quickly so I need lots of encouragement…please? I'll see about updating the other story and this one tomorrow night. Depends on how I feel after work.
CHAPTER 9
Harry could hear the birds as they chirped happily outside his window. This was the kind of day Harry liked waking up to. It was peaceful, quiet and there was no Ron snoring loudly, it almost seemed like he wasn't even there. Which in the end was strange considering Ron hardly ever woke up before Harry. The Gryffindor's mind was fogged as he groaned and almost lazily stretched himself in the bed. Yes this was a good…Harry stopped instantly, his mind reeling as his hand came in contact with another body part. A body part that was standing for attention and it was most certainly not his.
Almost like a girl, Harry screamed, jumping from the bed as quick as he could while dragging the sheet with him. The black haired boy could feel it. He was naked underneath the sheet and it scared him to death. Why was he naked? What had happened the night before? Emerald eyes slowly trailed back to the bed, afraid of what he might lay his eyes on and Harry realized, he should be terrified. There, lying on the green satin sheets while groaning awake was none other then Draco Malfoy, the vampire trying to bond with him. With his eyes widening Harry hurriedly picked up his discarded clothes and made haste in putting them on before the blonde woke up. Without the second thought, Harry ran from the room ignoring a confused older woman who was walking up the stairs.
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"Draconis Lucius Jaythien Kristofer Malfoy, explain it to me!" It was not clear to Narcissa how this came to be. The night before when Draco had entered the room whilst she was talking to Harry, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. She knew at that time they needed time alone and had instantly left quietly, allowing the boys the time they needed. Narcissa knew perfectly well that Harry needed to understand a lot more about the bonding but it seemed no one could really tell him except Draco. What she did not expect was a terrified looking Harry Potter running down the stairs trying to attach his shirt buttons together the next morning. She instantly rushed to Draco's room to find her own son doing up his shirt buttons in a half asleep stance. Without so much of a hesitation, she had questioned him, hoping desperately he did not do what she thought he did.
Draco sighed as he raised his tired looking face to his mother, a grin attached. He shrugged his pale shoulders with smugness and walked towards the mirror, he of course needed to fix his hair. Narcissa wondered if Draco could see the fire coming out of her nose as she clenched her fists in an unladylike way. With steps full of that expressed anger, she stalked to stand beside her son.
"Tell me or I will see to it your father punishes you and that you will not be receiving your new broom" This kind of threat always seemed to work on Draco and it did not let her down this time either. Draco gave his mother a glance before sighing. With a dejected walk, Draco moved to sit on his bed.
"We argued like we always do. I told him he would accept my bond because I needed him and he needed me. He grew angry and argued he needed nobody and that he could go out and sleep with anyone he wanted and there was nothing I could do about it." Narcissa sighed; she could just guess what had happened. She elegantly sat beside her son and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Continue Draco"
"I told him I would not allow that to happen and he can't do that if he was bonded to me. The stubbornness of him started to show and I could just tell what he was about the say. He was going to tell me that he wasn't going to bond with me. All he'll do mother is argue back. He has been alone all his life, no one has truly understood him, why do people think forcing this on him will help any? They have ruined him. He will always believe he is better on his own now unless someone proves him otherwise." Narcissa nodded slightly in understanding. She truly understood where Draco was coming from, but this sudden change in her son was strange to her.
"What happened Draconis? It seems you, yourself, were forcing him into a corner" Narcissa commented as she leaned forward a bit to get a better view of her son.
"I wanted him to have a home. A family. So I did it." There, that was the fear Narcissa knew she would feel rise in her chest. She hoped Draco didn't do what she thought he did.
"You didn't Draco!" She said sharply, his eyes watching him like a hawk. Draco nodded sadly, his eyes squinting in guilt. Narcissa rose, her head shaking.
"Draconis, I understand your pain and torment, but what you did was wrong. Now I must go and speak with your bonded and explain to him what happened" Her son stood instantly, his eyes wide.
"Maybe I could, mother?" With no consideration for the idea, Narcissa shook her head and turned to leave.
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What had happened? Harry really couldn't remember anything. Draco and he fought, he knew that. He was so angry with the vampire and he could help but for the words to come out. He would never sleep with anyone to torment the blonde and truth be told, Harry felt that maybe one day he would settle for the blonde. But now? He wasn't so sure. But the million galleon question was why were they naked? Did they do something?
"What happened?" Harry groaned in agony as he let his head fall on his knees.
"I can tell you that" Harry's head sprung up and sighed when he saw the woman. It seemed she was everywhere these days.
"How did you find me?" Narcissa laughed a little and said one word for Harry.
"Sirius"
That traitor Harry thought angrily, as he gingerly got of the ledge he was sitting on.
"So, tell me" Harry said casually, staring at the woman in contempt. Narcissa tutted at his looking and moved in the room so she could close the door.
"I need no interruptions while I speak Mr. Potter" with a nod from Harry she continued "Vampires have always wanted to give their mates what they want. It is their desire to give what the love of their life would die for. They can see from miles away what that is when no one else can. Draco saw yours. He saw your want of a family, a loving one at that and he decided that there had been enough playing around and it time for action. He used a vampire curse on you so you would not be in your right mind. And no, he didn't force you to have sex with him Mister Potter, a vampire could not force his mate. You wanted it"
Harry blushed as he turned his back to her. If this was true, then that would mean he had lost his virginity to Draco Malfoy, his enemy since he was eleven.
"Will I remember it?" Harry questioned, not at all looking at the woman.
"Yes. I understand it was your first time and you must be sore" another blush and this one beat the others to the reddest "but you will remember it when you have truly accepted the bond through your mind. Your soul has already accepted it. Now as I was saying you wanted a family and Draco sensed it. And he did it; he is giving you what you want."
"Him?" Harry questioned as he turned to look at the beautiful woman who stood proudly as she spoke of her son.
"Yes, him. And a child" Harry's stopped in shock. A child? What did she mean a child? "Your pregnant Mr Potter"
