Tonight, Part I

Hermione took a deep breath. "It'll be okay." She mumbled to herself, pacing. A knock sounded from her door. "Come in." She said, conitinuing her pacing.

"Hey." Harry whispered, walking over to her, face pale. "How are you doing?"

"Okay."

"Mione, I'm sorry I'm going to bite you." He looked at the floor and she looked up at him.

"What? Wait, you think I'm worried about me?"

"Well, yeah, kinda."

"Harry," she laughed, "In the name of Merlin. I'm worried about you. It hurts to become a vampire, 3 days of excruciating pain. I don't want you to have to go through that. But, if it saves your life in the end, I'll take whatever pain is in store for me." She sat next to him on the bed and wrapped him in a hug. He smiled and hugged her back. They sat like that for 3 minutes before they heard the grandfather clock in the living room chime 9.

Harry took a deep breath and stood. "It's now or never." He kissed Hermione on the top of her head and walked out. She watched him leave then chased after him. He went into the basement of Grimmauld Place, where there was a nice little bed set up for him and a fridge full of donated blood, to help a little with his thirst and prevent Hermione's death.

"Ready?" Carlisle asked, from his chair next to the bed. Harry paled even more, if it were possible, but nodded nonetheless. Slowly, delibrately, he walked to the bed and layed down. Edward ushered Hermione out of the room, he didn't want her to have to see that. Sirius stood in the corner and when Hermione was upstairs, cast a silencing charm and gave Carlisle the okay.

"I'm sorry about this Harry." He whispered, lips at the wizards neck. His teeth sunk easily through the skin on Harry's throat and the blood flowed into his mouth. Harry gasped and struggled, screaming in pain. Blood dripped from Carlisle's lips and he pulled away. Carlisle sat back, letting Harry squeeze his hand, hoping it would relieve some of the pain. Esme smiled at her husband and walked over to him. She hugged him tightly and leaned in for a kiss but he stopped her. He loved Esme, and no matter how much he trusted her, he knew she didn't have enough control at the moment and tasting Harry's blood might just send her into a frenzy. She completely understood and instead, kissed his forehead, cheek, and nose, grinning at him in a silent thanks.

Upstairs, Hermione was pacing again. "Why couldn't I be there?" She asked Edward for the hundreth time. Okay, maybe not hundreth, more like thirteenth, but- "Why?"

He laughed and she glared. "We don't want you to get hurt."

"I'm not a child." She declared, putting her hands on her hips and pouting at him.

He laughed even harder. "You're really solidifing your point." She stuck her tongue out at him and he fell of the couch laughing.

"Jerk." She mumbled, knowing fully well that he could hear. He instantly sobered.

"I'm sorry."

She rolled her eyes at him and grinned, walking up to him and hugging him. He broke out into a huge grin and hugged her back, kissing the top of her head. She broke down.

"What? What did I do? Why are you crying?" He picked her up and cradled her to his chest, whispering softly to her trying to soothe her.

"It-it's just, Harry kissed my-my head befo-ore he went to get, changed." She whispered back, her words being broken by hiccups.

"I'm sorry."

"No, don't be sorry. You just reminded me of him. You're so kind and special."

He smiled again, hugging her to his chest. "Do you want to do something?"

"Like what?"

"I don't know. Hungry?" Just as she opened her mouth to answer, her stomach growled. "Guess that means yes. What do you want?"

She thought for a moment. "Italian. Hold on."

"What?" But he didn't get a chance to answer because she turned slightly in his arms, sending them to Italy.

Okay, so I know these two chapters aren't super long, but there are two of them. Thanks to all of my lovely readers :) you are amazing. I probably won't be able to update as often as everyone might like because I'm doing a pageant this summer and I have places to go, people to see, things to do.

But, despite my hectic schedule, I'll try to put enough time aside to write for everyone. I love you all so much, it means a lot that you leave me a review and tell me how much you like my story. Thanks to everyone.

Love always,

Mia