Title: Hybrid Lies
Author: GundamNymph
E-mail: runttie@cybertours.com (will be changing come mid summer)
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter, never did.
Summary: Draco has to choose between destiny's, and I don't mean good and evil. Either path can kill him. Can Hermione's intellect save the day? Meanwhile, Harry and Ginny are caught up in it, not knowing about the Malfoy's history…H/D G/H
A/N: I might write this with two endings, or just write another leech fic.
I have an art gallery (mainly anime, LOTR and fanart) where my character kitties are. So far, there is a Draco kitty, but no other Harry Potter kitties. Some are in the making as we speak. The address is:
http://photos.yahoo.com/gundamnymph
Any requests? Leave it in a review and we'll see. The kitty waiting list is at the bottom.
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Draco slowly began to break the surface of his nightmarish dreams. It was a dark sluggish sea that pulled at him, but he finally broke the surface. Silver tinted blue eyes wearily opened to the dim room.
"It's good of you to join us, Mr. Malfoy."
Something glinted in the blurring of his vision, and as it all focused, he saw half-moon glasses.
"Professor Dumbledore?"
"Well, your memory seems to be fine. Can you tell me what you remember before passing out?"
"I was…talking to…Hermione Granger?"
"Are you asking me, or telling me?"
Draco, feeling better, began to sit up. His whole being felt sore. Especially his veins. His head throbbed in tune with the burning in his skin, eyes and veins. He, apparently, had another attack.
"I was talking to…you!" He suddenly realized that Hermione was right there, sitting on the other side of the bed. There was a solemn expression on her face. She managed to give him a half smile.
"Wha…What's going on?"
Dumbledore exchanged a glance with Hermione.
"I…think…Mr. Malfoy, that you already know that. Your body is going through a change…it happens to all-don't worry, none of this goes past Miss. Granger and myself. Oh! And Miss. Weasley of course." He changed direction mid-sentence at Draco's horrified expression.
"Granger AND Weasley knows?!"
"Don't worry, we're keeping our mouths shut. Not even Harry or Ron know. Though, I DO warn you, not to say anything to arouse their suspicions. They were present when Ginny and I gave you the Dragon's blood with the infusion of the nightshade, moonsbane, and Ackihai seed." She rolled her eyes.
"How did you know?"
"Simple. Ever since last year I've been reading up a lot on DADA books. And Ginny's been into reading a lot of fiction, and has been reading up on the subject for her novel."
Draco took this all in. The pain was still there, and it was beginning to constrict his lungs again. If it weren't for the fact the pain was making his brain not function, he wouldn't have had to ask Hermione. He already knew about Weasley's book. He had established a truce with her last year, and had a secret friendship with the youngest Weasley. They could understand one another. Then there was the fact Hermione was a know-it-all, the worst kind.
"Here Mr. Malfoy, this should help you." Draco took the medicine from Dumbledore, and swallowed it without water. A sudden, horrifying thought struck him.
"You haven't owled my parents, have you?!"
"No, not yet." Dumbledore peered at the pale boy, curious.
"Don't. They can't know."
"But, doesn't make sense Draco. They had you, didn't they? They should already know that-"
"That's not all." He hugged his knees as the pain ceased, and stared off into space.
The Headmaster and student shared another worried glance.
"What do you mean, that's not all."
Draco took a deep breath. "Is it sound proof in here?"
Dumbledore nodded. "No one can here us."
"Every one knows the Malfoy's history. Well, the people close to the family, any way. There were a few vampires back aways in the bloodline. Every descendant from that bloodline goes through a change during puberty. We are actually able to become a full vampire, if we do certain things. Or perform certain rituals."
Hermione nodded her understanding, paling slightly at the thought of blood. Then her mind got a bit distracted as Draco took a moment to steady his breath. She blushed at the thought of HIM drinking blood.
He was still very pale, but it suited him. His silvery blond hair grew past his ears a bit, and was no longer tamed by gel. It created a curtain around his face now, as he leaned forward. He was slender, but not lacking in the muscle department. She couldn't believe she was checking out her former enemy at a time like this!
But, he WAS hot. Extremely good-looking. She just hadn't thought about it before, because…he used to be known to her as: ArchEnemy Malfoy. But here…now…he was just Draco Malfoy. She wondered how Ron or Harry would look if she saw them that way: take a step back away, to look at them through a clear glass. Hmm…
Dumbledore sent her a look that bordered on amusement. She blushed, realizing she had been staring at Malfoy. The boy was beginning to speak again.
"My mother knew about the Malfoy's when she married him, but she still went through with it. She shouldn't have, because it would have been crossbreeding, but she was in love with my dad."
"Crossbreeding of WHAT?" Hermione asked, worried and curious. Crossbreeding between races was NOT a good idea. Most offspring never made it through puberty.
"Selkie."
"What generation?"
"My mother had a selkie mother, and a human father."
Hermione's eyes flickered to Dumbledore, but snapped back to Draco as he began to speak.
"My mother is pretty sure of what my father is, but no one has told her to confirm her suspicions. My father doesn't know about my mother, so HE thinks my transformation will come off fine."
"Transformation? So your going to become a vampire?"
"He wants me to. Thinks I'm a bleeding heart, and feels I could use the added brutality."
"But…you don't want to?"
"Granger, just because I ACT like an ass to you, DOESN'T mean I am one."
"Tell me, why DO you act like an ass? Bad breeding? I thought the Malfoy's pedigree was the BEST."
"Well, it just doesn't seem that way, DOES it Granger? I don't even want to know what my 'father' will do when he finds out his SON is a MUTT. Probably feel the need to put me out of my misery."
"I don't think your father is THAT cruel, Mr. Malfoy."
Draco glanced at Dumbledore through his fingers which cradled his face. Then he looked back at his sheets.
"You're right. But Voldemort is. He would either see me as a weapon for destruction, or a flaw in the bloodline, and kill my mother and I."
Hermione stared at him, amazed. Draco was on the verge of telling them about the Death Eaters. He had mentioned Voldemort's name, without fear, something not even HIS followers dared. He was practically admitting his and his fathers involvement with Voldemort's inner circle.
He was acting totally out of character. But as she studied his shaking frame, that was hardly surprising. He ran a hand through his silky hair. It looked so soft…OKAY, don't go there. Hermione dragged herself out of her thoughts.
"Draco? Is there anything you need tell us so we can help you?"
Tinted blue eyes stared at her in shock.
"What? Just because we're enemies DOESN'T mean I'm not going to help you."
His eyes narrowed. "That's not it. I expected as much from a Gryffindor. You called me by my given name."
Hermione blushed, before managing to roll her eyes. "I didn't think you would notice. I only have been calling you that way since before we left the train. Took you long enough."
"Only Parkinson and my father call me that."
"Well, I hope it's not too much of a shock to your system, because I suggest we call a truce."
"A truce?"
"An excellent suggestion, Miss Granger. If she and Miss Weasley are going to be working with you, fighting will not assist you. This is a very delicate matter, as I am sure you are both aware of. You have already called a truce with Miss Weasley, have you not? Another shouldn't hurt."
"How did YOU know?" Draco asked, mouth hanging open. Dumbledore gave no answer, but smiled. There was a certain twinkle in his eye. Draco glared at the Headmaster, wondering, but it was at that time that the medication's side affects began to take place. His eyes began to droop.
"Fine. Gra…Hermione?" The girl tried hard not to blush again, as she took Draco's outstretched hand, and shook it. Immediately, he settled down into the blankets, and fell asleep.
"Well, Miss Granger, we may still be able to catch a late dinner. I will have Professor Snape send you the Passwords to the Slytherin Common Room, in case of emergencies. But ONLY emergencies. I will give you and Miss Weasley some passes to use, so that you may freely walk about the castle, for research. Do not abuse the privilege. As it is, I just may give Mr. Malfoy his own room. I feel he may need it. I will send further information tomorrow."
PLEASE at least say hello in a review, so that I know your reading!
******
Kitty waiting list as of May, 3 2002.
Draco and Hermione Haldir Buffy Catalina Storm
Hermione Arwen Willow Rogue
Ginny (two types) Elrohir and Elladan ShadowCat
Harry Sam Mystique
Harry and Ginny Legolas (#2) **************
Ron Princess Buttercup
Draco Vs. Harry
The making of these kitties were inspired by Ghost's Anime Kitties website, which is located at
www.angelfire.com/anime/artz.index.html
Author: GundamNymph
E-mail: runttie@cybertours.com (will be changing come mid summer)
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter, never did.
Summary: Draco has to choose between destiny's, and I don't mean good and evil. Either path can kill him. Can Hermione's intellect save the day? Meanwhile, Harry and Ginny are caught up in it, not knowing about the Malfoy's history…H/D G/H
A/N: I might write this with two endings, or just write another leech fic.
I have an art gallery (mainly anime, LOTR and fanart) where my character kitties are. So far, there is a Draco kitty, but no other Harry Potter kitties. Some are in the making as we speak. The address is:
http://photos.yahoo.com/gundamnymph
Any requests? Leave it in a review and we'll see. The kitty waiting list is at the bottom.
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Draco slowly began to break the surface of his nightmarish dreams. It was a dark sluggish sea that pulled at him, but he finally broke the surface. Silver tinted blue eyes wearily opened to the dim room.
"It's good of you to join us, Mr. Malfoy."
Something glinted in the blurring of his vision, and as it all focused, he saw half-moon glasses.
"Professor Dumbledore?"
"Well, your memory seems to be fine. Can you tell me what you remember before passing out?"
"I was…talking to…Hermione Granger?"
"Are you asking me, or telling me?"
Draco, feeling better, began to sit up. His whole being felt sore. Especially his veins. His head throbbed in tune with the burning in his skin, eyes and veins. He, apparently, had another attack.
"I was talking to…you!" He suddenly realized that Hermione was right there, sitting on the other side of the bed. There was a solemn expression on her face. She managed to give him a half smile.
"Wha…What's going on?"
Dumbledore exchanged a glance with Hermione.
"I…think…Mr. Malfoy, that you already know that. Your body is going through a change…it happens to all-don't worry, none of this goes past Miss. Granger and myself. Oh! And Miss. Weasley of course." He changed direction mid-sentence at Draco's horrified expression.
"Granger AND Weasley knows?!"
"Don't worry, we're keeping our mouths shut. Not even Harry or Ron know. Though, I DO warn you, not to say anything to arouse their suspicions. They were present when Ginny and I gave you the Dragon's blood with the infusion of the nightshade, moonsbane, and Ackihai seed." She rolled her eyes.
"How did you know?"
"Simple. Ever since last year I've been reading up a lot on DADA books. And Ginny's been into reading a lot of fiction, and has been reading up on the subject for her novel."
Draco took this all in. The pain was still there, and it was beginning to constrict his lungs again. If it weren't for the fact the pain was making his brain not function, he wouldn't have had to ask Hermione. He already knew about Weasley's book. He had established a truce with her last year, and had a secret friendship with the youngest Weasley. They could understand one another. Then there was the fact Hermione was a know-it-all, the worst kind.
"Here Mr. Malfoy, this should help you." Draco took the medicine from Dumbledore, and swallowed it without water. A sudden, horrifying thought struck him.
"You haven't owled my parents, have you?!"
"No, not yet." Dumbledore peered at the pale boy, curious.
"Don't. They can't know."
"But, doesn't make sense Draco. They had you, didn't they? They should already know that-"
"That's not all." He hugged his knees as the pain ceased, and stared off into space.
The Headmaster and student shared another worried glance.
"What do you mean, that's not all."
Draco took a deep breath. "Is it sound proof in here?"
Dumbledore nodded. "No one can here us."
"Every one knows the Malfoy's history. Well, the people close to the family, any way. There were a few vampires back aways in the bloodline. Every descendant from that bloodline goes through a change during puberty. We are actually able to become a full vampire, if we do certain things. Or perform certain rituals."
Hermione nodded her understanding, paling slightly at the thought of blood. Then her mind got a bit distracted as Draco took a moment to steady his breath. She blushed at the thought of HIM drinking blood.
He was still very pale, but it suited him. His silvery blond hair grew past his ears a bit, and was no longer tamed by gel. It created a curtain around his face now, as he leaned forward. He was slender, but not lacking in the muscle department. She couldn't believe she was checking out her former enemy at a time like this!
But, he WAS hot. Extremely good-looking. She just hadn't thought about it before, because…he used to be known to her as: ArchEnemy Malfoy. But here…now…he was just Draco Malfoy. She wondered how Ron or Harry would look if she saw them that way: take a step back away, to look at them through a clear glass. Hmm…
Dumbledore sent her a look that bordered on amusement. She blushed, realizing she had been staring at Malfoy. The boy was beginning to speak again.
"My mother knew about the Malfoy's when she married him, but she still went through with it. She shouldn't have, because it would have been crossbreeding, but she was in love with my dad."
"Crossbreeding of WHAT?" Hermione asked, worried and curious. Crossbreeding between races was NOT a good idea. Most offspring never made it through puberty.
"Selkie."
"What generation?"
"My mother had a selkie mother, and a human father."
Hermione's eyes flickered to Dumbledore, but snapped back to Draco as he began to speak.
"My mother is pretty sure of what my father is, but no one has told her to confirm her suspicions. My father doesn't know about my mother, so HE thinks my transformation will come off fine."
"Transformation? So your going to become a vampire?"
"He wants me to. Thinks I'm a bleeding heart, and feels I could use the added brutality."
"But…you don't want to?"
"Granger, just because I ACT like an ass to you, DOESN'T mean I am one."
"Tell me, why DO you act like an ass? Bad breeding? I thought the Malfoy's pedigree was the BEST."
"Well, it just doesn't seem that way, DOES it Granger? I don't even want to know what my 'father' will do when he finds out his SON is a MUTT. Probably feel the need to put me out of my misery."
"I don't think your father is THAT cruel, Mr. Malfoy."
Draco glanced at Dumbledore through his fingers which cradled his face. Then he looked back at his sheets.
"You're right. But Voldemort is. He would either see me as a weapon for destruction, or a flaw in the bloodline, and kill my mother and I."
Hermione stared at him, amazed. Draco was on the verge of telling them about the Death Eaters. He had mentioned Voldemort's name, without fear, something not even HIS followers dared. He was practically admitting his and his fathers involvement with Voldemort's inner circle.
He was acting totally out of character. But as she studied his shaking frame, that was hardly surprising. He ran a hand through his silky hair. It looked so soft…OKAY, don't go there. Hermione dragged herself out of her thoughts.
"Draco? Is there anything you need tell us so we can help you?"
Tinted blue eyes stared at her in shock.
"What? Just because we're enemies DOESN'T mean I'm not going to help you."
His eyes narrowed. "That's not it. I expected as much from a Gryffindor. You called me by my given name."
Hermione blushed, before managing to roll her eyes. "I didn't think you would notice. I only have been calling you that way since before we left the train. Took you long enough."
"Only Parkinson and my father call me that."
"Well, I hope it's not too much of a shock to your system, because I suggest we call a truce."
"A truce?"
"An excellent suggestion, Miss Granger. If she and Miss Weasley are going to be working with you, fighting will not assist you. This is a very delicate matter, as I am sure you are both aware of. You have already called a truce with Miss Weasley, have you not? Another shouldn't hurt."
"How did YOU know?" Draco asked, mouth hanging open. Dumbledore gave no answer, but smiled. There was a certain twinkle in his eye. Draco glared at the Headmaster, wondering, but it was at that time that the medication's side affects began to take place. His eyes began to droop.
"Fine. Gra…Hermione?" The girl tried hard not to blush again, as she took Draco's outstretched hand, and shook it. Immediately, he settled down into the blankets, and fell asleep.
"Well, Miss Granger, we may still be able to catch a late dinner. I will have Professor Snape send you the Passwords to the Slytherin Common Room, in case of emergencies. But ONLY emergencies. I will give you and Miss Weasley some passes to use, so that you may freely walk about the castle, for research. Do not abuse the privilege. As it is, I just may give Mr. Malfoy his own room. I feel he may need it. I will send further information tomorrow."
PLEASE at least say hello in a review, so that I know your reading!
******
Kitty waiting list as of May, 3 2002.
Draco and Hermione Haldir Buffy Catalina Storm
Hermione Arwen Willow Rogue
Ginny (two types) Elrohir and Elladan ShadowCat
Harry Sam Mystique
Harry and Ginny Legolas (#2) **************
Ron Princess Buttercup
Draco Vs. Harry
The making of these kitties were inspired by Ghost's Anime Kitties website, which is located at
www.angelfire.com/anime/artz.index.html