I was walking so fast I almost missed the arms encircling my waist until I
was being pulled from the cobblestone walkway.
I was pulled backwards into a dark alley, a stench of vomit and piss evaded my nostrils and I wheezed with the urge to cough.
The strong arms around my waist pulled me into the shadows and pressed me against the brick wall.
Icy cold fingers danced across my face and neck, almost, lovingly.
I felt cold air blow across my neck and I shivered involuntarily, my pale skin broke out into goose bumps, but yet the stranger continued to caress my skin.
The stranger whispered into my ear, I strained to catch what was said, it sounded faint but distinct.
"Hermione."
I broke out into a cold sweat and ripped away from the stranger's seductive ministrations.
A pair of almost white eyes stared back at me with hunger and lust.
"Who the fuck are you?" I whispered fiercely.
The man approached as if he was gliding.
"I am what you have been dreaming about for quite some time."
The laugh emanating from my lips seemed almost to infuriate the man but soon a smirk replaced the anger that was once apparent.
"You cannot possibly be Draco Malfoy."
The man's smirk dropped a little but not disappear altogether. He paused before speaking again.
I blinked in surprise and wonderment as the man who was just standing before me disappeared into thin air.
A pair of lips came into contact with me neck, and my knees crumpled, but the man's arms encircled my waist once more.
"I am what you have been thinking about lately, a way of this world, and I can promise you, it will feel a lot better than jumping off London Bridge."
I whirled around in shock. My eyes narrowed in suspicion and I pursed my lips in anger and curiosity.
"How did I know?" My eyes again widening in surprise was enough of an answer for the beautiful creature standing before me.
"Vampires tend to have a 6th sense about these kind of things and don't try and deny that you weren't going to jump."
By the time the vampire had done speaking, my hand was grasping my throat and I had backed away considerably.
"I'd rather jump thanks." My voice sounded defiant but weak. I glared at the immortal.
"We'll see." And with that, my body was swept forward and my lips in a fiery embrace.
I was pulled backwards into a dark alley, a stench of vomit and piss evaded my nostrils and I wheezed with the urge to cough.
The strong arms around my waist pulled me into the shadows and pressed me against the brick wall.
Icy cold fingers danced across my face and neck, almost, lovingly.
I felt cold air blow across my neck and I shivered involuntarily, my pale skin broke out into goose bumps, but yet the stranger continued to caress my skin.
The stranger whispered into my ear, I strained to catch what was said, it sounded faint but distinct.
"Hermione."
I broke out into a cold sweat and ripped away from the stranger's seductive ministrations.
A pair of almost white eyes stared back at me with hunger and lust.
"Who the fuck are you?" I whispered fiercely.
The man approached as if he was gliding.
"I am what you have been dreaming about for quite some time."
The laugh emanating from my lips seemed almost to infuriate the man but soon a smirk replaced the anger that was once apparent.
"You cannot possibly be Draco Malfoy."
The man's smirk dropped a little but not disappear altogether. He paused before speaking again.
I blinked in surprise and wonderment as the man who was just standing before me disappeared into thin air.
A pair of lips came into contact with me neck, and my knees crumpled, but the man's arms encircled my waist once more.
"I am what you have been thinking about lately, a way of this world, and I can promise you, it will feel a lot better than jumping off London Bridge."
I whirled around in shock. My eyes narrowed in suspicion and I pursed my lips in anger and curiosity.
"How did I know?" My eyes again widening in surprise was enough of an answer for the beautiful creature standing before me.
"Vampires tend to have a 6th sense about these kind of things and don't try and deny that you weren't going to jump."
By the time the vampire had done speaking, my hand was grasping my throat and I had backed away considerably.
"I'd rather jump thanks." My voice sounded defiant but weak. I glared at the immortal.
"We'll see." And with that, my body was swept forward and my lips in a fiery embrace.