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DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT own the Harry Potter series. J.K. Rowling is the owner of said series.
As I have stated before all the changes I have made, have been to help me get to where I want the story to go. For example, Ron never got poisoned Lavender and him just broke up, because Draco isn't really trying to murder anyone, at least at this point lol. Hopefully you all enjoy this chapter Next chapter will be up by Sunday night!
Alex POV
"Ah, Ms. Snape pleasure to have you in our presence. Good to see you here as well Mr. Malfoy." Professor Slughorn welcomed us into the party.
"Thank you for inviting me, us, I am so sorry we are late. We completely lost track of time earlier today!" I stated, bring out the properness that had been instilled in me as a young child.
"Not to worry! It's understandable, you look quiet lovely, doesn't she?" Professor Slughorn directed his question to Sanguini and Eldred Worple, who were guest at this gala.
"She looks divine! Pleasure to meet you Ms. Snape." Sanguini stated grabbing my hand and kissing it.
I could feel Draco's gaze follow Sanguini, and I could feel how uncomfortable he felt with Sanguini's action. Draco seemed to get extremely tense.
"Yes, well I can't say the same. After all you are a vampire, and we all know what vampire's drink." I stated retrieving my hand from his, I could feel Draco's smirk appear.
"Ms. Snape! Obviously you haven't ready anything written by me! Vampires are virtually our siblings! They would not hurt us purposely!" Worple remarked, seemingly hurt by what I had said.
"Of course I have read your books and articles! However, I have read many things over the past 8 years of my life and I know that vampires lack self-control. Just look at Mr. Sanguini, it is obvious that he is looking at some of my classmates with bloodlust. You should take in to account that I am the daughter of Professor Severus Snape and my mother was Jasmine Potter-Bennett, both extremely intelligent and remarkable wizards, it only makes sense that I am as well." I stated, it was clearly visible that Sanguini had some issues, and putting him in a tough spot might have not been so incredibly smart.
"Of course, speaking of which we should team up and write a book about your family. Why the oldest of the pureblood family, the house of Black, have one! Your family line is as old as theirs, is it not? Can you imagine all of the money we could make!" Of course, Worple only cared about what he could gain in relation to others, why else would he stand there and speak to me other then to try to make money off of me.
"I suggest you leave my daughter alone Mr. Worple. She is not interested in making anymore money, seeing as she barley knows what to with the amount she has!" my dad intercepted, allowing me to avoid answering that question.
"Don't you think it would be a marvelous idea though? Being able to virtually immortalizes your late wife?" oh crap no he didn't, everyone knew that my father did not like speaking about mom, especially not to the press; it was a no no to bring her up in conversation, only person he would talk to about her would be me in private.
"As proper as that would be, I have no interest in making money of my deceased wife. I have morals Worple and if you know any better you will drop the subject." the way my dad glared at Worple was terrifying, if I didn't know any better my dad was trying to murder him.
However my dad turn to face Draco and I. His eye twitched when he took note of Draco's scarf, and I instantly knew that my Dad knew.
" Joy, Malfoy, would you care to follow me outside for a moment, I need to speak to both of you." Sometimes, I loved how cold and cruel my father seemed. However, at the moment he was glaring at Draco and I knew this would be bad.
"Yes, of course Professor Snape." Draco replied almost as cold and indifferent as my father's tone.
As Draco led me back outside I could feel someone's gaze follow us. As I turned to look where it was coming from, I realized that the Carrow twin's were staring at me. I glared at then from my spot and as soon as the noticed they turned to speak to one another.
"Don't let them bug you; they were just staring because you managed to get a magnificent green dress. They look like puke, you'd imagine one of them would notice." Draco mumbled as we walked out of the room.
"Why were both of you late, as Slytherin's and as my daughter you know that punctuality is severely important." Crap, dad is irritated.
"We were late because I was doing you know what up in the seventh floor. Alex was here on time, she was simply waiting for me." Draco replied trying to keep himself calm, however I knew better.
His voice trembled not with fear but with slowly rising anger. I knew that if I didn't interfere things would get ugly quickly.
"Dad, did mom ever glow? Better question, is it normal for pureblood's to glow and go into a type of trance?" I asked my dad, might as well figure this out before Draco asks me, and I save some tine by asking in front of him.
"What do you mean glow?" this seems to rise interest in my father.
"A bright white light, and uncontrolled change of eye color." I replied, I could see in my dad's eyes that glimmer that showed understanding.
"That, it isn't normal, not for any other pureblood family, but the Bennett's have always been a bit different. People say it is because you cannot get anymore pure. However, you are a half blood, your mother and I thought it would stop occurring. Take your scarf off Mr. Malfoy." My dad ordered, I could tell he was expecting something.
"Why?" Draco asked, not wanting to follow orders.
"I said take it off, if it is what I suspect I will speak to both of you during break." At this point my father was not asking he was stating what would happen.
Draco slowly took the scarf off and what I saw there horrified me. It wasn't two or four love bites, it was twenty or thirty or more. They were mostly purples and pinks, they looked like bruises one would expect from a bug attack. Some even looked like burns, reds and blacks covering his neck and I felt disgusted.
"Why didn't you tell me it was that bad! Why didn't you stop me? Does it hurt? I am so sorry!" I yelped, seeping away from him.
"You two were pulled apart weren't you? This is simply fantastic, Alex I need you to cover his neck with your hands." My dad's voice was filled with sarcasm and somehow seriousness I had never heard before, and that was a lot to say.
"Won't it hurt him? I mean his neck looks horrible and he already tried concealing charms and they didn't work!" I exclaimed as I tried to get farther away from Draco.
"The charm wont work because what you did is... paranormal, even for our standards. I can't explain it to you here, we can't risk people like Worple finding out, just do as I say. Place you hands over his neck." my dad demanded, and so I walked back towards Draco.
"I am so sorry Draco! I just, I don't know what happened!" I was scared and I didn't want to touch him anymore.
"It doesn't hurt, I mean it did hurt before when I was away from you. As soon as I was in close distance with you the pain started to diminish. It's fine, go ahead and do as Professor Snape instructs." Draco stated looking me straight in the eyes trying to make me feel confident.
I hesitated for a moment, but Draco grabbed a hold of my hands and led them to his neck.
"What now dad?" I asked turning to question our actions.
"Just watch, come back in after you've finished." My dad replied lazily moving back towards the party.
"Dad wait! How will we know if we are done?" I asked turning to gaze at my father.
"You'll just know." he replied, only this time in that tone of voice he would use when he talked to Harry.
My dad leaving made me feel confused because of the manner he left, his actions and his tone of voice most of all. My dad was reclusive, not the best looking, but over all he was loving and loyal. Sometimes I wondered why he had not been a Hufflepuff; maybe then life would have been easier. However, now was not the time to evaluate my father's life. I had noticed that it was as if my dad had seen this before, then again he was with my mom and whatever this was came from her side of the family. What had happened unpleased him to the point that he treated me like Harry.
I looked up at Draco; even with heels on he was still taller than me. He's grey eyes looking at my black orbs, those stormy grey eyes I was trying so hard to avoid, and then my hands started glowing black.
"What's happening? Does it hurt? Should I take my hands off?" I asked trying to figure out what to do.
"No, don't move it feels good, it feels refreshing." Draco replied placing his hands above mine.
Slowly, that black glow turned grey and then silver and slowly it turned it to a bright white light, eventually the light faded and we knew we were done.
"Let's go back in, Professor Slughorn will be beyond angry with us." I commented as I tried to slip my hand out of Draco's grasp, however I knew it was futile.
"I don't care about Slughorn, Alex look at me" he reached his right arm out towards my face forcing me to look straight at him.
"What?" I replied trying to act annoyed by the whole situation.
"It didn't hurt me, as long as I was close to you it didn't hurt. I know you're afraid and I know you are trying to avoid your true feelings, I guess that is a Slytherin trait, but you need to know that you did nothing wrong. If it were a bad thing, Professor Snape would have done something about it, he made a vow to keep me safe after all." Draco said as he released my face and my other hand.
At that moment I stood in shock, at that moment, when I was finally able to look wherever I wanted to, I noticed something tremendously shocking. The bites I had left on Draco's neck were far gone, nothing but his pale gorgeous skin laid there unharmed.
"I thought you said a bloody concealing charm wouldn't work!" I whispered glaring at Draco's neck.
"What are you going on about! For Merlin's sake I did everything I could to conceal them! Can't you see they are still there aren't they!" Draco replied as he touched his neck.
"No, they aren't, and I have a feeling that my glowing hands fixed my mess." I whispered as I looked down at them.
"Well then, I guess that just means you'll be able to do what you did to me this afternoon without having to worry about consequences." Draco replied somehow wiggling his eyebrows at me.
"Bloody hell Draco! Was it really that worth it?" I exclaimed as I pulled him back toward the party.
"You have no idea." he replied as he pulled his scarf back on, only a lot more loosely this time around.
The party was boring! If it weren't for the fact that Hermione was running around trying to avoid her date, McLaggen, Draco and I would have died of boredom. The whole night Hermione ran around speaking to people she didn't know in order to avoid any alone time with McLaggen. At some point she was desperate enough to talk to Pansy and Blaise who were chatting with the Carrow twins. McLaggen either didn't get that Hermione wanted absolutely nothing to do with him.
However, that was the only entertainment Draco and I enjoyed that evening. We left earlier than expected, which turned out great because I had my last session with Professor Trelawney early the next day.
"Alex! Draco! Oi! Wait up!" I heard someone say from behind us, we were currently looking at the black frozen lake, after my session with Professor Trelawney.
"Oh, hey Harry, Ron. Where's Hermione?" I asked noticing that she wasn't with them.
"She is finishing up packing; the train is leaving in an hour. We just wanted to know how are we going to continue practicing?" Harry asked.
It was a good thing I had my session with Professor Trelawney earlier than usual, and that I had finished packing last night, right now all Draco and I wanted to do was relax.
"Don't worry, Harry you've pretty much learned to control it. It's just a matter of making sure you are constantly using occulmency. However, very soon Draco and I will be meeting the order and I have a sneaky suspicion it will be before the Parkinson's Ball. You guys are going right?" I asked figuring out their plans.
"Ginny is taking Harry as her dated she had a nasty fight with her boyfriend. I don't know if you heard but over the weekend, Lavender and I broke up, so I am going to ask Hermione to accompany me." Ron replied as Harry nodded.
"Weasley, you sure have a way with the ladies, no wonder it took you so long to get your first girlfriend. You can't tell a girl that you need her as a date because you broke up with your girlfriend!" Draco exclaimed laughing at Ron's idiocy.
"God Ronald, I am kind of surprised Brown even lasted this long! At least I better understand why Hermione kept running away from McLaggen last nigh!" I stated, laughing at how red Ron's face had gone.
"Bloody hell, I expect this from Malfoy, but you Alex?" Ron stated glaring at me.
"Well if you ask Hermione the way you just spoke about it, I guaranty you she will say no. Ronald think, what happened at the Yule Ball?" I stated.
"How in the name of Merlin do you know that?" Ron exclaimed.
"Um, I'm very good at divinations, ten times better than Brown now actually! And maybe Pansy commented about it. Now is that all you two needed we were kind of busy." I commented turning my head back towards the Black Lake laying my head on Draco's chest.
"Aren't you two cold?" Harry asked.
"Charmed the blanket Potter." replied Draco lazily.
"Alright, well we will see you two later." and with that they left.
During those last hours at Hogwarts, before we boarded the train, Draco and I sensed something in the air right there by our tree that gazed over the lake. It was as if even the wind knew change was coming and it was coming whether we were prepared for it or not.