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Short Summary:
She has a secret. So does he.
Long Summary:
Hermione Granger is not who they think she is. She's a three thousand year old vampire and she has a mission. To protect the Boy Who Lived, Harry Potter. But when someone jeopardises the objective, she must make herself known as she truly is.
Rating: R
Ship: Hermione/Draco
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Mission
Chapter Ten
And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't want to go home right now
And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
'Cause sooner or later it's over
I just don't want to miss you tonight
-- "Iris", Goo Goo Dolls
I pushed open the portrait hole and was barrelled over by a big tan and grey wolf. Correction, a big tan and grey werewolf. I was stunned. Draco had me pinned to the floor and I was so surprised that I didn't do a thing. He was snarling at me, his jaws close to my face. I just lay there, not doing a thing, trying to think.
It wasn't a full moon, so the change had to have been brought on by himself.
His nose started to explore my body, sniffing at every crevice; smelling for something. He located it and his whole body tensed. His head swung back towards my face, he was snarling so savagely that for a moment I was scared.
WHY?
"Why what?" I snapped back at him, suddenly incredibly angry. His moodiness was really beginning to get to me. First he has a nightmare and won't confide in me, and NOW he's all possessive! No. I wasn't going to take this bullshit anymore.
I pushed him off me with enough force that he flew into the wall opposite. He hit it with a thud and slid down the wall, laying still for a moment then pushing himself up again. I stood up. Draco began to circle me, snarling. "You want to do this, Draco. Fine! Let's do this!" I shouted at him, shrugging off my leather coat and throwing it onto a sofa.
YOU LET HIM TOUCH YOU! He shouted in my head.
"Yes. Yes I did. And you want to know why, Draco? Because of you."
HOW COULD YOU?
"Easy. You were frustrating the hell out of me."
WHAT? I WAS FRUSTRATING YOU?
"Ever since I tasted your blood that night, before it came out about who I am, I've been finding that my old urges have been acting up. At first I thought it was because that was my first tasting of human blood in almost seven years…" I trailed off, suddenly thinking of something. It couldn't be…
No.
YOU ARE MY MATE!!!
I exploded.
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"You're WHAT?!" I shouted.
You are my mate, and will act as such. Draco said in my head. He still sounded furious.
"There is no way! I will not!"
You have no choice. Once a creature has found their life mate, by law, the life mate must go to them, willingly or not, to reduce the risk of harm to any innocent that may interfere unknowingly.
It is the law.
"I know the law!" Indeed I did know the law – I helped write it. When a vampire friend had found their life mate in a wizard, and had been unable to claim him, she had gone ballistic. Thus the law in favour of the creature who had found their life mate.
Indeed, I had been wondering about his strange and sudden protectiveness. Now I knew. He was under the delusions that I was his life mate.
They are not delusions, a niggling voice said in the back of my head. A life mate is true. There can be NO mistakes.
With a jolt, I realised the voice had not been my own, or even Draco's. It had been the friend, whose life I had had to extinguish as a result of her rampages. I had asked if there could have been a mistake, that there was no such thing as a life mate. 'There are no falsities when it comes to true love. Some just take longer to find it, some are unwilling. But there can be no mistakes. A life mate is true, and forever.'
At the time, I did not believe her. How could I? I had never experienced anything close to truelove. The closest I had gotten was incredible friendship. But I was not going to let my friend's death be in vain.
Three weeks later the law had been passed.
I'm going to have to review that law.
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"Can vampires even get drunk?"
"I don't know. Their blood doesn't pump through their body, does it?"
"I haven't the slightest. If they can't get drunk, how did Spike manage it?"
"What spike?"
"Never mind. Hey, pass me your quill. I want to draw a moustache…"
I felt the light touch of Ron's quill on my face and grabbed Harry's wrist. He started and dropped the quill, it landing on my face. Damn alcohol. Really need to stop drinking. "Close the curtains." I barked out. Footsteps, Ron's, went to do as I asked.
Ron started to snicker. "I have my answer. Vampire's can get drunk."
I grumbled and sat up.
What happened last night?
Oh yeah, Draco and I fought. I went out to have some fun. Ohhh… SCREW IT ALL TO HADES!!!
Slight headache forgotten, I was out of the Gryffindor portrait hole before Harry and Ron could blink.
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"Damn you, Aurelia!" Anger. "How could you do this? To me?" Intense anger. "Haunting me even though you are dust? This is low, even for you!"
I threw my goblet at the stone wall, watching as the steel shattered and the dark red liquid slid slowly down the wall. Aurelia's words echoed in my ears, again, "A life mate is forever…"
Oh, Hades, what am I to do?
Someone – Raquel – knocked on the door. I was back in England. I needed to get away from all the drama at the castle.
Aurelia's parting gift. Her words, so long ago, have finally come to pass. 'It will happen to you, too. It will sneak up on you, this is I promise you.' And then I had carried out her sentence.
"Milady? I would like to apologise…" Raquel started, not waiting for me to let her in. "I was out of line. Our progress in returning your ranks—"
"You have nothing to be sorry for, Raquel. I was angry, but not at you. Never at you." I said softly, not turning to look at her. I have never in the five hundred years since I met her, been even slightly peeved at her. She has never done anything to deserve it. "It's all this business with Voldemort. I should've killed him when I had the chance." I hung my head in shame.
If I had just killed him twenty three years ago, none of this would've happened. I could go about my existence, never knowing that the Malfoy family was a family of werewolves. I would never have found out about Draco being my mate.
Oh, Hades, what am I to do?
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I walked through the portrait hole, ready for anything. I spread my senses out, feeling for him. Smelling him. But he was not here. I forced down a shred of disappointment. Surely, I did not expect him to hang around waiting for me to come around to the idea of a mate.
I had decided to face up to it. If there was such a thing as fate, surely it wouldn't hurt not to tempt it. I have no illusions of a religion, but surely an old fool such as me can regress to the ancient beliefs that she was raised on? It has only just been three millennia since I put any stock in it. Aurelia's words stick in my head again. I had thought she was even less of a believer than I. Oh, my old friend, why did I let it happen to you?
There was someone coming down the hallway… it was Draco. I sat in the armchair, deciding to wait for him. The portrait crept open… his smell was off.
It was not Draco.
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Well, that's the end of that chapter. I know it is short, but I had to end it, otherwise there'd be no cliffy.
I'm beginning to get my creativity back!!! Yay!
Hopefully this little snippet will keep you guy's wanting more. :)
Coming up: "You are a cruel woman, Miss Granger." He said simply, moving to sit on the opposite armchair. "My son tells me you are his mate, but you will not go to him."
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HELP!!!! Does anyone know of a good blood binding oath/ritual that i could use?
