No, I'm not J. K. Rowling. Although I do steal her cloths and wear them and
watch her every move. LOL I'm just kidding. But anyway, I do not own Harry
Potter. Although I do own the characters Faida and Tobias in this story. So
you cant have them!!!! They belong to me!!!!!!! ^_^ * evil laughs of
hysteria *
This chapter is dedicated to Jessie, Amanda, and Jessica (she has an InuYasha fanfic on here! Her pen name is Zoutou. You all need to read her story too!), and my other reviewers. I would have never gotten this far without your reviews and encouragement. THANK YOU!!!
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Draco Malfoy moved quietly through the darkness, letting it be his cloak. He walked slowly to the Forbidden Forest. Upon reaching the trees he stopped and waited. The silver boy didn't have to wait long. He felt the presence of a tall man behind him.
Malfoy turned to face his father. The man's long snow-white hair blew gently in the wind. His stormy blue eyes piercing as he stared at his son.
"Voldemort's very disappointed in you, my son. He has been very patient, and you are starting to make him second-guess his decision to make you a deatheater," Lucious Malfoy said coldly. Draco laughed quietly to himself. His decision? He was born a deatheater, there was no DECISION to it.
"I'm trying my best, father. It's not that easy. And now she's become friends with Harry Potter."
"Potter." Lucious hissed the boy's name in disgust. "Get rid of him."
"I've been trying! Like I said, it's not that easy."
Draco was silenced by a painful slap to his chin. He grabbed it and was shocked to see blood on his hand when he pulled it back. Lucious grasped the boy's chin and stared deep into his fearful eyes.
"Just use your irrestible charm that I love so much." Lucious pulled Draco's face closer. He grinned when he saw the fear in the teen's eyes. "And don't look so scared, Draco. It's really not becoming to your hansom face."
Draco felt his heart racing. He forced it to calm and tried to make some of the panic leave his face. But the boy was all to use to this treatment. It was the only thing that he was truly afraid of. Draco was used to getting what he wants. Used to being in control. This was more than he could bear. This invasion of his body was the most painful and degrading thing that could ever happen to him. He could control everything, except this. But he couldn't fight it, couldn't stop it. He was afraid. He was a coward. And this just made him hate himself more. He shuttered as Lucious pulled him closer.
"Get away from me." Draco whimpered. He was trying to sound brave, but the words came out so pathetic. Fear ran through him again as his father threw him to the ground.
"Do not tell me what to do, you bastard. I am your father." He then knelt down beside the shaking boy and caressed his check. "I control you," he whispered into Draco's ear. A wave of pain shot through the silver boy as another slap meet his face, along with a kick to the stomach. Draco moaned in agony and lay on the ground, tasting his own metallic blood. Lucious' grin widened as he stood.
"Be that a lesson. You're lucky that I don't have time to play with you right now. My Lord has need of me. The gate will be opened soon, and our young Faida is needed to find the key. So remember, our Lord is not a patient man. And neither am I."
Draco lay on the ground shaking as pain and self-hatred flowed through him in waves. Lucious smiled one last time at the trembling boy, then turned and disappeared into the night.
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Tobias sighed as he looked out the window. The sun was starting to set over the lake. Soon all would be consumed by the dark empty night. Including him. Tonight was the new moon. He knew soon he would have to go to his rooms and hide. The vampire moved to stare at the sleeping angel beside him. But he couldn't leave Faida. She had been sent to the infirmary immediately after the accident. Tobias remembered how he had ran to the hospital wing in a panic, and he'd been here ever since. He could not leave her. Everything should be fine as long as she stayed unconscious. But what if she wakes? Could he really control himself? Tobias was afraid of the answer.
Tobias blamed himself. He should have helped her. He knew he wasn't worthy of her, but he might have been able to help some how. Him and his damn pride. Now Faida was hurt, and it was his entire fault. He should have been there. He should have helped her when she was depressed. But no. Instead he had to stand in the shadows, watching as Faida killed herself. No more. When she wakes up I'll be here. I'll always be here. I'll stop myself from doing anything stupid. I'll be right here. Forever. I promise you that my Faida.
His thoughts here swept away by a low moan. Tobias jumped to Faida's side, holding her hand gently.
Faida opened her eyes to see Tobias standing over her. She blinked in confusion. Why did he look like that? His eyes were filled with such agony and sorrow. They pleaded to her. But, for what?.
"Tobias? What's wrong?"
Her only response was two muscular arms wrapping around her. She gasped at the warmth of him. She was shocked, but she didn't try to move away. His embrace was so tender and safe. Faida moved her own arms to drape around the vampire's neck. The girl's breath quickened as he pulled her closer. She only smiled in response and buried her face in the curve of his neck. They said not a word as Tobias cradled her in his arms.
What is this I'm feeling? Faida thought to herself. This seems so wrong, but yet, so incredibly right. He feels so good. His arms. His breathe. His warmth. Faida had always thought he was cold, but she was now filled with the overpowering heat that flowed off of him. She didn't ever want to let go.
Faida moved her head so that she could look up into Tobias' eyes. She was surprised to find tears there. His eyes were still filled with that heartbreaking sadness. Why was he so sad? He was never sad. Tobias was always strong and filled with pride. He never cried. Crying was a weakness to him, but yet here he was, poring his heart and soul out to her with his eyes. Faida suddenly had the urge to kiss away those tears. To kiss him and make him forget all his sorrows. But she couldn't. She was his pupil, and in a way, his sister. There was no way he felt the same. But she couldn't help it. She had to kiss him.
The girl raised her head up closer to the vampire's. She could feel his hot breathe on her cheek. It was now or never. Her eyes met his lips that now seemed so inviting. Then they moved up to his eyes. This time the sorrow was still there, but they were masked by something else. His eyes were dark, like he was in a trance.
A pain shot through Faida's arm as she was thrown violently onto the bed. She looked down at it and realized it was in a cast. She must have broken it. Memories of the dream she had flew back to her, but she pushed them aside for now. The girl slowly moved to face Tobias, but he was gone. The vampire was nowhere to be seen. What just happened? Had she really tried to kiss Tobias? Yes, she had. And she still wanted to. Why? She had never felt like this to Tobias before. Or had she? Faida felt like screaming. She was so confused.
"I guess it doesn't matter what I think now. He left. He ran away. He doesn't love me." Faida whispered to the empty air. The raven buried her face in her hands as hot tears rolled down her face. She felt more alone than ever. Faida cried until she couldn't anymore. She lay on the bed motionless and waited for sleep to engulf her.
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Faida ran through the castle halls. She was going to be late for her next class if she didn't run. The raven gasped for breath as she ran up a flight of steps. She triped over the last one and fell to the ground with a loud thud. A pain filled moan escaped her lips as she tried to move her leg. She looked down to see a large ugly bruise start to form on her knee.
"Dammit." She cursed before she stood to collect her books. But she stopped when a sound was heard from the room beside her. What was that? She heard it again. It sounded like someone crying.
Faida pushed the door open slightly. She peeked inside to see who's sobbing it was. A woman sat in the center of the floor with her back turned to Faida. The woman had long curly black hair. Faida recognized her instantly from her dreams. Faida gasped as she noticed the lady was sitting in the middle of a puddle of almost black blood. Faida felt like running, but she couldn't. She only stared as the woman turned to meet her.
The woman's face was twisted with agony and despair. Tears rolled down her face in streams. But her eyes were filled with that undying rage like always.
"Do you see? Do you see what he has done? DO YOU SEE!?" The woman screamed at her. Faida looked down to the woman's feet and saw a man lying there. His face was pale and his eyes lifeless. Blood gushed forth from his neck and dripped from his mouth.
The woman sat down beside the body again. Faida couldn't help but step closer in curiosity. The woman was stroking his face with her fingertips. She brought her hand back and stared at it for a moment. It was covered with blood. She moved it closer to her face and slowly licked the scarlet liquid off of it. She smiled, as if satisfied with the flavor. Then she turned back to look at Faida again.
"Do you see? Come closer, love." Faida obeyed, moving to sit only two feet away from the woman and her corpse. She cringed as she sat down in the hot liquid.
"Are you afraid of me?" the woman asked. The girl nodded in response. The woman frowned for a moment as she stared at Faida. Then she moved her eyes back to the dead man. "How could he? How could he have done this? That snake. That filthy snake. How dare he. I'll make him pay. You'll help me, won't you dear?" The woman's eyes stared at her, but her face never moved.
"Yes. I'll help you." Faida said without thinking. The woman smiled. Then she moved her hand down, and dipped her fingers in the pool of blood. She moved then up and licked them again. Faida saw the woman shake with pleasure at the taste. Faida then looked at the man. He looked so helpless and scared. Faida smiled as the blood lust once again came to her. She also moved her hands to the red fluid. That pretty, pretty blood. Like the sky at sunset. Like your lover's lips. Like rubies. A shiver went down her spine as the metallic liquid met her lips. It was good. It filled her with warmth and life. She wanted more. She could never get enough.
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"Noo!"
Faida sat up in her bed, breathing heavily. She was drenched in sweat. Why did she keep having those dreams? What did the woman want from her? Faida rocked back in forth with her arms wrapped around her, trying to regain her breath. The dreams scared her. And what scared her even more was that part of her actually enjoyed them. What am I? You're a monster. That's what. Fiery tears rolled down her cheeks in wild streams. She buried her face in her hands again.
"Why are you crying?" A voice whispered from her right. Faida jolted upright and turned to stare at her watcher. She squinted into the darkness, trying to see who it is. But she couldn't see through the shadows.
"Who's there?" She said, her voice shaking weakly.
"It's me. Draco." The silver-haired boy stepped closer, than sat on the bed beside the whimpering girl.
"Go away! I want to be alone."
"Do you? I could help."
Faida stared at the boy for several minutes. She examined him through her tears. He seemed sincere, although he still had that same smirk on his face. That smirk seemed oddly familiar. His eyes were filled with pride. Faida thought he looked very hansom in the dim light. She found herself moving closer to Draco.
Draco gasped as the girl wrapped her arms around his neck, crying into his shoulder. He was planning on this happening, but he didn't think she would break so easily. Oh well. Just makes it easier for me. He wrapped his arms around the girl's waist, pulling her frail body against his. Draco found himself enjoying the contact. Sure, this was part of the plan, but the girl's arms around him moved him. He actually WANTED to comfort her. She was very beautiful after all. What guy wouldn't want her in his arms? Draco felt short of breath. Could this possibly be more than just attraction? He shook his head in aggravation. Of course not! It's just because she's drop dead gorgeous, smart, sweet, sexy. NO! You can't be going soft now! Remember what you're doing this for. All Malfoy's thoughts of love were pushed aside as he remembered his motives.
Father. You will pay for what you've done to me. Soon, I'll be handing this girl over to Voldemort. Our Lord will give ME power. Power enough to kill you. Yes, I'm not strong enough now, but soon. Very soon. '
Faida cried into Draco's shoulder. He seemed surprised at first, but then he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. She wanted this contact so badly. Suddenly, her lips were overcome by his. Faida moaned as his tongue slipped over her bottom lip. The girl obediently opened, letting him explore her. Another moan was heard as Faida responded. Draco let her wet tongue move into his mouth. Neither wanted to break the kiss.
He felt so warm. He made her forget all her problems. She loved his arrogance. She loved his pride. She loved his warmth. She loved. . . Tobias. Tobias? She did love Tobias. Then why am I here with Draco? Draco is a lot like Tobias. They're both arrogant, filled with pride and strength, and so very warm. But he was nothing compared to the vampire. She didn't want Draco. She wanted Tobias. No, this wasn't right.
Faida pulled herself away from the boy's grip.
"What the hell?!" Draco yelled as the girl ran from him.
"I'm sorry Draco! I have to go!" She yelled back to the confused Draco. Then she flew out the door and down the hall without another word.
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Tobias had run from Faida's embrace. He knew that if he had stayed, he would have done something he would have regretted. He couldn't do that to Faida. She was young, she didn't know what she could get into.
The vampire walked along the shore of the lake, thinking about what had just happened. He sighed as he looked up at the sky. He had been looking at the sky a lot lately. And it never seemed to give much comfort. The darkness of the night only made him remember the darkness in himself. It seemed he would never be able to overcome it.
"Maybe it would be best if I left. I don't think I can control it anymore." Tobias said to himself. It would hurt Faida, but it would be best in the long run. And maybe it would be best for him too. He knew he could never have her. He needed to just move on and forget his angel. Tobias laughed to himself. "Who am I kidding? I could never forget her. But she could forget me. Maybe she could have a normal life. Without me. That is best."
Tobias sighed again, the same depression overcoming him again. He needed to go back to his rooms for the night. "I need sleep. In the morning I will go to Dumbledore and tell him I'm quitting."
Tobias slowly started to move back to the castle. He decided he would check on Faida one last time before he went to bed. As he made his way to the infirmary he thought about what he would do when he left Hogwarts. He didn't know. But anything would be better than the torture he puts himself through everyday here.
The vampire was shocked to see the hospital wing door open slightly when he arrived. What? Who would be in there at this time of night? He moved to peek inside. He noticed two people sitting on a bed. Faida's bed. He squinted, his vampire eyes adjusting instantly to the dark. It was Malfoy and Faida. And they were. . .
Kissing.
Tobias felt his heart break into a thousand pieces. Faida and Draco. No. This couldn't be. How could she? She had just tried to kiss him, and now she was kissing Draco?! How dare she. Tobias felt rage and jealousy bubble up inside him. His vision blurred, and all he could see was red. He could feel the darkness inside him rise to the surface. No. He had to stop it before he killed someone. Tobias turned and ran down the hall to his rooms.
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What you think? Please review!
This chapter is dedicated to Jessie, Amanda, and Jessica (she has an InuYasha fanfic on here! Her pen name is Zoutou. You all need to read her story too!), and my other reviewers. I would have never gotten this far without your reviews and encouragement. THANK YOU!!!
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Draco Malfoy moved quietly through the darkness, letting it be his cloak. He walked slowly to the Forbidden Forest. Upon reaching the trees he stopped and waited. The silver boy didn't have to wait long. He felt the presence of a tall man behind him.
Malfoy turned to face his father. The man's long snow-white hair blew gently in the wind. His stormy blue eyes piercing as he stared at his son.
"Voldemort's very disappointed in you, my son. He has been very patient, and you are starting to make him second-guess his decision to make you a deatheater," Lucious Malfoy said coldly. Draco laughed quietly to himself. His decision? He was born a deatheater, there was no DECISION to it.
"I'm trying my best, father. It's not that easy. And now she's become friends with Harry Potter."
"Potter." Lucious hissed the boy's name in disgust. "Get rid of him."
"I've been trying! Like I said, it's not that easy."
Draco was silenced by a painful slap to his chin. He grabbed it and was shocked to see blood on his hand when he pulled it back. Lucious grasped the boy's chin and stared deep into his fearful eyes.
"Just use your irrestible charm that I love so much." Lucious pulled Draco's face closer. He grinned when he saw the fear in the teen's eyes. "And don't look so scared, Draco. It's really not becoming to your hansom face."
Draco felt his heart racing. He forced it to calm and tried to make some of the panic leave his face. But the boy was all to use to this treatment. It was the only thing that he was truly afraid of. Draco was used to getting what he wants. Used to being in control. This was more than he could bear. This invasion of his body was the most painful and degrading thing that could ever happen to him. He could control everything, except this. But he couldn't fight it, couldn't stop it. He was afraid. He was a coward. And this just made him hate himself more. He shuttered as Lucious pulled him closer.
"Get away from me." Draco whimpered. He was trying to sound brave, but the words came out so pathetic. Fear ran through him again as his father threw him to the ground.
"Do not tell me what to do, you bastard. I am your father." He then knelt down beside the shaking boy and caressed his check. "I control you," he whispered into Draco's ear. A wave of pain shot through the silver boy as another slap meet his face, along with a kick to the stomach. Draco moaned in agony and lay on the ground, tasting his own metallic blood. Lucious' grin widened as he stood.
"Be that a lesson. You're lucky that I don't have time to play with you right now. My Lord has need of me. The gate will be opened soon, and our young Faida is needed to find the key. So remember, our Lord is not a patient man. And neither am I."
Draco lay on the ground shaking as pain and self-hatred flowed through him in waves. Lucious smiled one last time at the trembling boy, then turned and disappeared into the night.
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Tobias sighed as he looked out the window. The sun was starting to set over the lake. Soon all would be consumed by the dark empty night. Including him. Tonight was the new moon. He knew soon he would have to go to his rooms and hide. The vampire moved to stare at the sleeping angel beside him. But he couldn't leave Faida. She had been sent to the infirmary immediately after the accident. Tobias remembered how he had ran to the hospital wing in a panic, and he'd been here ever since. He could not leave her. Everything should be fine as long as she stayed unconscious. But what if she wakes? Could he really control himself? Tobias was afraid of the answer.
Tobias blamed himself. He should have helped her. He knew he wasn't worthy of her, but he might have been able to help some how. Him and his damn pride. Now Faida was hurt, and it was his entire fault. He should have been there. He should have helped her when she was depressed. But no. Instead he had to stand in the shadows, watching as Faida killed herself. No more. When she wakes up I'll be here. I'll always be here. I'll stop myself from doing anything stupid. I'll be right here. Forever. I promise you that my Faida.
His thoughts here swept away by a low moan. Tobias jumped to Faida's side, holding her hand gently.
Faida opened her eyes to see Tobias standing over her. She blinked in confusion. Why did he look like that? His eyes were filled with such agony and sorrow. They pleaded to her. But, for what?.
"Tobias? What's wrong?"
Her only response was two muscular arms wrapping around her. She gasped at the warmth of him. She was shocked, but she didn't try to move away. His embrace was so tender and safe. Faida moved her own arms to drape around the vampire's neck. The girl's breath quickened as he pulled her closer. She only smiled in response and buried her face in the curve of his neck. They said not a word as Tobias cradled her in his arms.
What is this I'm feeling? Faida thought to herself. This seems so wrong, but yet, so incredibly right. He feels so good. His arms. His breathe. His warmth. Faida had always thought he was cold, but she was now filled with the overpowering heat that flowed off of him. She didn't ever want to let go.
Faida moved her head so that she could look up into Tobias' eyes. She was surprised to find tears there. His eyes were still filled with that heartbreaking sadness. Why was he so sad? He was never sad. Tobias was always strong and filled with pride. He never cried. Crying was a weakness to him, but yet here he was, poring his heart and soul out to her with his eyes. Faida suddenly had the urge to kiss away those tears. To kiss him and make him forget all his sorrows. But she couldn't. She was his pupil, and in a way, his sister. There was no way he felt the same. But she couldn't help it. She had to kiss him.
The girl raised her head up closer to the vampire's. She could feel his hot breathe on her cheek. It was now or never. Her eyes met his lips that now seemed so inviting. Then they moved up to his eyes. This time the sorrow was still there, but they were masked by something else. His eyes were dark, like he was in a trance.
A pain shot through Faida's arm as she was thrown violently onto the bed. She looked down at it and realized it was in a cast. She must have broken it. Memories of the dream she had flew back to her, but she pushed them aside for now. The girl slowly moved to face Tobias, but he was gone. The vampire was nowhere to be seen. What just happened? Had she really tried to kiss Tobias? Yes, she had. And she still wanted to. Why? She had never felt like this to Tobias before. Or had she? Faida felt like screaming. She was so confused.
"I guess it doesn't matter what I think now. He left. He ran away. He doesn't love me." Faida whispered to the empty air. The raven buried her face in her hands as hot tears rolled down her face. She felt more alone than ever. Faida cried until she couldn't anymore. She lay on the bed motionless and waited for sleep to engulf her.
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Faida ran through the castle halls. She was going to be late for her next class if she didn't run. The raven gasped for breath as she ran up a flight of steps. She triped over the last one and fell to the ground with a loud thud. A pain filled moan escaped her lips as she tried to move her leg. She looked down to see a large ugly bruise start to form on her knee.
"Dammit." She cursed before she stood to collect her books. But she stopped when a sound was heard from the room beside her. What was that? She heard it again. It sounded like someone crying.
Faida pushed the door open slightly. She peeked inside to see who's sobbing it was. A woman sat in the center of the floor with her back turned to Faida. The woman had long curly black hair. Faida recognized her instantly from her dreams. Faida gasped as she noticed the lady was sitting in the middle of a puddle of almost black blood. Faida felt like running, but she couldn't. She only stared as the woman turned to meet her.
The woman's face was twisted with agony and despair. Tears rolled down her face in streams. But her eyes were filled with that undying rage like always.
"Do you see? Do you see what he has done? DO YOU SEE!?" The woman screamed at her. Faida looked down to the woman's feet and saw a man lying there. His face was pale and his eyes lifeless. Blood gushed forth from his neck and dripped from his mouth.
The woman sat down beside the body again. Faida couldn't help but step closer in curiosity. The woman was stroking his face with her fingertips. She brought her hand back and stared at it for a moment. It was covered with blood. She moved it closer to her face and slowly licked the scarlet liquid off of it. She smiled, as if satisfied with the flavor. Then she turned back to look at Faida again.
"Do you see? Come closer, love." Faida obeyed, moving to sit only two feet away from the woman and her corpse. She cringed as she sat down in the hot liquid.
"Are you afraid of me?" the woman asked. The girl nodded in response. The woman frowned for a moment as she stared at Faida. Then she moved her eyes back to the dead man. "How could he? How could he have done this? That snake. That filthy snake. How dare he. I'll make him pay. You'll help me, won't you dear?" The woman's eyes stared at her, but her face never moved.
"Yes. I'll help you." Faida said without thinking. The woman smiled. Then she moved her hand down, and dipped her fingers in the pool of blood. She moved then up and licked them again. Faida saw the woman shake with pleasure at the taste. Faida then looked at the man. He looked so helpless and scared. Faida smiled as the blood lust once again came to her. She also moved her hands to the red fluid. That pretty, pretty blood. Like the sky at sunset. Like your lover's lips. Like rubies. A shiver went down her spine as the metallic liquid met her lips. It was good. It filled her with warmth and life. She wanted more. She could never get enough.
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"Noo!"
Faida sat up in her bed, breathing heavily. She was drenched in sweat. Why did she keep having those dreams? What did the woman want from her? Faida rocked back in forth with her arms wrapped around her, trying to regain her breath. The dreams scared her. And what scared her even more was that part of her actually enjoyed them. What am I? You're a monster. That's what. Fiery tears rolled down her cheeks in wild streams. She buried her face in her hands again.
"Why are you crying?" A voice whispered from her right. Faida jolted upright and turned to stare at her watcher. She squinted into the darkness, trying to see who it is. But she couldn't see through the shadows.
"Who's there?" She said, her voice shaking weakly.
"It's me. Draco." The silver-haired boy stepped closer, than sat on the bed beside the whimpering girl.
"Go away! I want to be alone."
"Do you? I could help."
Faida stared at the boy for several minutes. She examined him through her tears. He seemed sincere, although he still had that same smirk on his face. That smirk seemed oddly familiar. His eyes were filled with pride. Faida thought he looked very hansom in the dim light. She found herself moving closer to Draco.
Draco gasped as the girl wrapped her arms around his neck, crying into his shoulder. He was planning on this happening, but he didn't think she would break so easily. Oh well. Just makes it easier for me. He wrapped his arms around the girl's waist, pulling her frail body against his. Draco found himself enjoying the contact. Sure, this was part of the plan, but the girl's arms around him moved him. He actually WANTED to comfort her. She was very beautiful after all. What guy wouldn't want her in his arms? Draco felt short of breath. Could this possibly be more than just attraction? He shook his head in aggravation. Of course not! It's just because she's drop dead gorgeous, smart, sweet, sexy. NO! You can't be going soft now! Remember what you're doing this for. All Malfoy's thoughts of love were pushed aside as he remembered his motives.
Father. You will pay for what you've done to me. Soon, I'll be handing this girl over to Voldemort. Our Lord will give ME power. Power enough to kill you. Yes, I'm not strong enough now, but soon. Very soon. '
Faida cried into Draco's shoulder. He seemed surprised at first, but then he wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. She wanted this contact so badly. Suddenly, her lips were overcome by his. Faida moaned as his tongue slipped over her bottom lip. The girl obediently opened, letting him explore her. Another moan was heard as Faida responded. Draco let her wet tongue move into his mouth. Neither wanted to break the kiss.
He felt so warm. He made her forget all her problems. She loved his arrogance. She loved his pride. She loved his warmth. She loved. . . Tobias. Tobias? She did love Tobias. Then why am I here with Draco? Draco is a lot like Tobias. They're both arrogant, filled with pride and strength, and so very warm. But he was nothing compared to the vampire. She didn't want Draco. She wanted Tobias. No, this wasn't right.
Faida pulled herself away from the boy's grip.
"What the hell?!" Draco yelled as the girl ran from him.
"I'm sorry Draco! I have to go!" She yelled back to the confused Draco. Then she flew out the door and down the hall without another word.
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Tobias had run from Faida's embrace. He knew that if he had stayed, he would have done something he would have regretted. He couldn't do that to Faida. She was young, she didn't know what she could get into.
The vampire walked along the shore of the lake, thinking about what had just happened. He sighed as he looked up at the sky. He had been looking at the sky a lot lately. And it never seemed to give much comfort. The darkness of the night only made him remember the darkness in himself. It seemed he would never be able to overcome it.
"Maybe it would be best if I left. I don't think I can control it anymore." Tobias said to himself. It would hurt Faida, but it would be best in the long run. And maybe it would be best for him too. He knew he could never have her. He needed to just move on and forget his angel. Tobias laughed to himself. "Who am I kidding? I could never forget her. But she could forget me. Maybe she could have a normal life. Without me. That is best."
Tobias sighed again, the same depression overcoming him again. He needed to go back to his rooms for the night. "I need sleep. In the morning I will go to Dumbledore and tell him I'm quitting."
Tobias slowly started to move back to the castle. He decided he would check on Faida one last time before he went to bed. As he made his way to the infirmary he thought about what he would do when he left Hogwarts. He didn't know. But anything would be better than the torture he puts himself through everyday here.
The vampire was shocked to see the hospital wing door open slightly when he arrived. What? Who would be in there at this time of night? He moved to peek inside. He noticed two people sitting on a bed. Faida's bed. He squinted, his vampire eyes adjusting instantly to the dark. It was Malfoy and Faida. And they were. . .
Kissing.
Tobias felt his heart break into a thousand pieces. Faida and Draco. No. This couldn't be. How could she? She had just tried to kiss him, and now she was kissing Draco?! How dare she. Tobias felt rage and jealousy bubble up inside him. His vision blurred, and all he could see was red. He could feel the darkness inside him rise to the surface. No. He had to stop it before he killed someone. Tobias turned and ran down the hall to his rooms.
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