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Never explain - your friends do not need it and your enemies will not believe you anyway.-Elbert Hubbard

Monday night found Hermione sitting in front of her fire again, she was working her way through Agatha Christy's work. Murder on the Orient Express was not a new book for her to read but one she loved more than life itself. The last hour she had been reading the same sentence, her mind kept wondering back to the weekend. Pansy and she stayed till Sunday evening, and true to both Blaise and Draco's word they remembered everything from the Manor. Severus had given them blood replenishing potions, he said they were both pale by the time they left. Back home Hermione's mind started running a mile a minute. That's what happens when you shut it down for the weekend, she ended up in a mental argument with herself. What would your parents say? My parents are dead and I am over twenty. What about the life you have made for yourself? What about it? I'm single and at this rate will become McGonagall. How about Ron and Harry? Hermione groaned at that thought. They would never understand, maybe if the vampire had been Neville or Ron they would have but being Draco, nope. Harry and Ron had never gotten over their hatred of anything Slytherin or death eater. How are you going to explain the fact that you are in love with Draco Malfoy, who is dead and a blood sucking vampire. On top of all of that you mated with him and are thinking about becoming a vampire. Shut it, I haven't agreed to being turned yet. Yet, that is the key word. Oh bugger off. Hermione was thanking Merlin when she heard the banging on her door. "It's open." She called out.

Neville walked in with the same flower books. "Hey you look upset, I could come back."

"No, I'm fine." Hermione sat her book down. "I haven't seen you much today. How was your date?"

"It was perfect, we talked and talked. They had to kick us out of the restaurant." Neville sat next to her. "We kissed when I dropped her off. The best part is I didn't break her nose."

Hermione started laughing. "I am so glad you and Hannah seam to hit it off."

Neville had opened one of the books and looked at her over it. "So, how is Draco?"

"He is fine, Pansy and I screwed up and… Wait I'm mad at you!" She shoot out of her chair glaring down at him. "You knew, you knew since the library and didn't tell me!"

"The night in the library you had all the symptoms pointed to vampire and being his mate." Neville looked sheepish. "I didn't want to scare you off."

"Didn't want to scare me off what?"

"Mating with Draco, you two belong together. You would never stand in the way of Hannah and myself. I might not have liked him school but that doesn't mean I should stop the two of you from being together."

"What about the Purple Verbena? That repeals vampires and you gave it to me the last two weeks."

"For your classroom. Hermione, we teach children. I can't have a jealous, obnoxious, possessive vampire running around the school killing a seventh year because he happened to touch you or a fifth year that pranks you. Which reminds me, Mr. Calis."

"The seventh year Slytherin or his brother sixth year Ravenclaw?" Hermione never could keep either boy straight, thank Merlin for the different uniforms.

"The Slytherin, he is taking bets that he can kiss you at the yule ball this year, watch him."

"I will. Did the book say all vampires are jealous, obnoxious and possessive?"

"No, that was Draco before he turned."

Hermione was laughing as she sat down again. "The vampire part makes him deadly though."

"Which why I have planted Garlic and Verbena all over outside. Why do you think there is Holly all around the castle?"

"Christmas?"

"That and it keeps a vampire out, you have some over your door. I have made sure none in your room, just your classrooms."

"Why my door?"

"Oh Hermione, all right. I could have sworn Harry or Ron would have had this talk with you." He grabbed her hand and sighed. "When a women and a man, this case a vampire, love each other…"

Hermione smacked him. "I know that part." She started blushing.

"You know that's not fair. Hannah and I are dating and we haven't; Malfoy gives you a few dreams and you are hoping in bed with him. I'm so going to try the invading dream thing with Hannah." He was sitting back in the chair looking at the fire.

"Neville." Hermione snapped her fingers. "Why is there Holly over my door?"

"Sorry, for when Draco comes and visits you. I didn't plant any Garlic or Verbena under your window, from what the book says all you have to do is invite him in." Neville picked back up the book.

"You're ok with this?" Hermione looked over at him.

"Honestly, no. I don't want to lose you, you have been one of my best friends for years. I love you like a sister but the way you talk about him I can't stand in the way. Your face lights up, your happy and you have done so much to hold on to his memory."

"What have I done, I moved on." Her voice gave on her some.

"Hermione, you became friends and nursed Narcissa while she was dying. You planned her funeral, you made sure the Ministry didn't get their hands on the Manor or their money after she died. You visit Lucius once a month and if they would let you every week or day. Hermione you love him and that's ok. The heart doesn't make sense, if it did you would have fallen for my good looks years ago." Hermione couldn't stop laughing. "How did Parkinson take the news about Blaise?" Neville handed her a book on flowers.

"How did you know that?" Hermione grabbed the book from him.

"Pansy and Blaise were seeing each other during the war, you don't like Pansy and when you said she was spending the night I put two and two together." Neville looked worried. "Are you mad?"

Hermione sighed and shook her head. "No, I need someone to talk to about this. I'm lost right now. When I'm with Draco it all makes sense and will work out but when I'm not near him I can't see how."

"I can't believe I am saying this. Maybe you need to talk to Lucius."

"It might help, I don't know." Hermione looked down at the book in her hands. "Neville, to fully mate with Draco I need to turn."

Neville never looked up from his book as he grabbed one of her hands and squeezed it. "I know and I will still be your friend."

"Really?"

"Forever. Do you want to turn?"

"I don't know, when I'm with him yes and when I'm alone I'm confused." She put her head in her hands.

"Have you told him yet?" Neville smiled at her.

"No because when he is around me all I can think is being with him forever."

"Is that part of being a vampire?"

"No because the one who turned Severus died because his mate rejected him."

"Severus is a vampire?" He stuttered some as Hermione nodded. "Now every nightmare I have ever had has come true." Hermione chuckled some. "If you know a mate can rejected the vampire we know what you are going through doesn't have anything to do with Draco being a vampire but it being Draco."

"I guess, I feel so lost." Neville got up and hugged her.

"Give yourself sometime to think it through before you make up your mind. Now help me find some flowers that say I want to see more of you. Hannah thought it was hot that I knew so much about flowers and if that doesn't work I'm invading her dreams." Neville winked at her as he turned back to his book.

Neville left after thirty minutes, they had found his flower and planned his next date. Hermione was going to write to Harry and Ron and meet up with them over lunch. She was not going to tell them anything of what was going on, they would not understand. She was sure she didn't understand, she sat at her desk and started writing when she felt as if she was being watched. Hermione started laughing as she headed to the window and opened it. "Come on in Draco." She called out and sat on the bed. A large bat flew in her window and landed on the bed next to her. "Really a bat? How Dracula of you."

"Who is Dracula?" Draco turned into himself, he moved closer to her. "Are you seeing another vampire?"

Hermione rolled her eyes. "It's a story about a vampire, a muggle book. I would let you read it but your father has it till Saturday."

"I might read it. Do you know I can barely breathe out there?" He stood up and pointed out of the window.

"Neville said he planted stuff to keep you out."

"If that's what he wanted the moron missed your window." He smirked.

Hermione sighed as she got up to close the window. "Think it through Draco, why would my window not have anything planted in front of it? He knows you're a vampire."

"Oh, he is ok with this?" Draco looked confused.

"No more than the rest of us but he says we belong together. The rest is to keep the kids safe, he has a point. Even without being a vampire you were always possessive. It comes from being an only child, you never learned to share." She kissed him as she brought him back to her bed.

"You were an only child." He sneered at her.

"Yes but I wasn't spoiled." Hermione removed her teaching robes as Draco was removing his clothes.

"I was not spoiled, I was well loved." Draco moved under her blankets next to her.

"You were a brat, now will you put the silencing charm up or shall I." Her head was in his chest as his arms were wrapped around her.

"I will and dazzle you with my wandless magic." He moved his hand as the room's wards were in place and the lights were off.

"So you're not using your wand tonight." Hermione whispered into his ear.

"Oh my witch you have no idea how many times I will be using my wand on you." Draco rolled on top of her as she screamed from his bite. Thank Merlin for silencing spells, was all her brain could come up with.