OH DEAR GOD!!! You have no idea what happened to me, AND I HAVE NO IDEA WHY IT BOTHERS ME SO! But it does. Well, this guy, I haven't seen him for like a whole year, and I was driving by him and his buds once, like a few weeks ago, and he was on his cell, but he waved like really HUGE, and so I had to wave back. Where I live that's a common courtesy...but anyway, then I saw him like yesterday, and he waved, HUGE like, then he started running like he was going to chase the goddamned car, then finally thank god he stopped (that's exactly what I put about the ruler boy...), and he waved HUGE one more time before I finally drove away. Eh...why am I so bothered by this?! EEEEKKKK! And by the way...the song that Matt sings is actually a very small, not gross-compared-to-the-rest part of a song that Kai, or ruler boy, sings to me. Honest to god, I do have large doubts about that boy's stability...

Oh well. At least he's cute. In a way.

Sort of.

You know what, never mind!

Disclaimer: Go phuk off if your stoopid enuff to think eye culd oan thees peepol.

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"Turn down the T.V.! I'm going deaf!" Hermione said, and snatched at the remote, half getting up from her seat on the couch.

"Stop it! Just because you're ears are still too sensitive!!!" He held it out of her reach.

"Oh yeah...you'll have no idea the kind of crap I've heard...gross sick things...icky, ugly things...everything! By the way, did you know Hannah meets Jonathan every other night in the Charms class at twelve-thirty?"

"What, you mean SLYTHERIN Jonathan? How could I not know this?" He asked incredulously, and popped a Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Bean into his mouth, watching Brad Pitt get hit by a car, then by another car.

"Yep. I've seen some sick things, heard some sick things...it's like all my senses are...are..." Her hands clenched before she found the right word. "...freaking out!" She grabbed a handful of beans and started sorting through them.

"Do you like lime juice beans?" She asked, picking a green bean out of her hand and holding it out to him.

"Yes. Wait, okay, test! Which one is...toffee, and which is ear wax..." He searched through the box, then held up two to her face.

"The one on your right is toffee. The one on your left is wax." She went back searching, hardly paying attention to the movie. "Aha!!! I found you, strawberry!!!"

"Well, you seem to have all your senses in order, so kudos. Took me much longer. Of course...I didn't have myself as a teacher!" He put a hand to his chest.

"Oh shut up, you pompous dork."

"By the way, have you gone hunting yet?" Draco asked, looking at her.

"No. I've been surviving on your lollipops."

"Well no wonder half the bag is gone." He said.

"Yeah, and don't think I haven't seen all your secret crap and crap..." she focused on him and smiled evilly, "like your glasses...and your little eyebrow ring!" She laughed.

"You're not going to tell are you?! Do you have any idea what would happen to me if people I know found out about those things?!" He grabbed her by the collar and yanked her towards him until their noses were almost touching and she could see his eyes flashing.

"Yes, which is why if you cross a line, you will feel so sorry..."

"Right right...just don't tease. I usually put a spell on my eyes."

"Why don't you wear your glasses?" She asked. He shrugged. "So did you really get your eyebrow pierced?"

He smirked and said "Yup."

"Really? Put it on then!" She turned towards him.

"No!"

"PUT IT ON!!!"

"Sheesh fine. Hold on a minute." He started to drag himself out of his seat and Hermione gave him a push to get him going faster so he wouldn't block the screen.

He came back outside a little later, with an extra glint of silver above his eye.

"There. Now you've seen it so I'm taking it out."

"No don't!" Hermione smiled and said mischievously, "You look...SEXY!" She laughed at his look at pure horror and distaste. Suddenly he was trying to claw it off of his head.

"No! I mean it! Don't take it out, it's not THAT bad.

"And you wear Adidas Moves? My old boyfr-" She saw his head flick towards her and his suspicious smile. "boy FRIEND...a boy-I guess, guy- that I knew. We were FRIENDS...FRIENDS...yes...friends..."

"Hey...I don't know. I won't ask...Was it Weasel? Golden Boy?" She slapped him so he would shut up.

An hour passed.

"You want to go hunting? I've nothing to do. I'm bored." He asked.

"Not really, although this movie isn't as good when I'm seeing it with YOU as when I'm seeing it with my friends." She groaned. "Besides, I bet I already know how! Fine...I'm coming...just wait, let me get my coat."

She got up and fetched it.

"Are you ready?" Draco called. "Yes," she said, and she followed him out of the Common Room to the secret passage and then out of the school totally.

They emerged and walked to a store. Draco went in and bought some chocolate, and came out breaking it in half; some for him and Hermione.

She ate it rather quickly.

Soon she picked up the sound of footsteps; and by the looks of it, Draco had too. They got louder and louder, and Draco pulled her into the alley.

He motioned for her to watch, and crouched near it's mouth. Just as he was about to jump out, however, Hermione pulled him out of midair and he landed right next to a trash bin on his ass.

She mouthed, "Shut up! It's Jerry!"

Indeed, at closer look, he saw the bartender walking past to the restaurant next door to the shop.

When it was clear, Hermione pulled him up. "Come on. Let's go to the Muggle city closest to Hogsmeade. It's not safe here."

"It's not SAFE here? The worst you could get is us!" He said, but he set off with her.

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Hermione breathed in. Now that her senses were much more acute, she could tell the difference between Muggle air and Wizard air. She didn't like the latter that much...

"It stinks here." Draco grumbled, crossing his arms.

Hermione laughed at him, and told him her opinion.

"I'm hungry. When will a damn Muggle walk by? Take off your clothes. Maybe that'll catch someone's attention." Draco snickered. Hermione, however, shoved him off the bus bench he was sitting on.

He shoved her and said loudly, "Stop shoving!!!"

"Stop being an asshole then! You take off your clothes, if you're so eager."

"Fine then, wench!" Draco started to unbutton his shirt, and when he finished, he started on his fly.

Hermione sneered. "Stop it before I go blind!!! You know what I meant! You're such a child! It is hot though." She pulled off her cloak and shrunk it with her wand, putting it in her pocket of her cargo pants.

"Shut up! Someone is coming!" Draco pushed her slightly with his shoulder.

"I know, I can tell!" Hermione could tell it was a boy about their age, with dark hair that he had dyed an iridescent blue so that when the midnight moon shone correctly on it, it flashed with a dark cerulean color. The studs on his jacket glinted dully, and the girl on his arm was laughing. She was wearing shirt and white skirt...or, at least half of a skirt.

"Hey...he looks really familiar-OH MY GOD!!!" Hermione's voice ran to a frantic pitch, and Draco punched her a little.

"What? Calm down! You want food or not?"

"NO!!! No no no no...he must have moved...no...we can't eat him...oh shit!!!" She had been running her hands through her hair and turning in her seat frantically as the man approached with his girlfriend.

"Shit shit shit shit...uh, ummm!!! Shit!!!" She ducked into the bushes behind the bench and whispered, "I'm not here!"

Draco shrugged, and leaned against the side of the bench, kicking his legs up onto it in typical male fashion.

Soon the guy and the girl passed. She hung on to the guy's arm, but wasn't paying anymore attention to him. She stared at Draco and flashed him a dirty smile with a small "Hi..." which Draco replied to with a grin.

The guy pushed her slightly to wake her up and remind her of his presence.

"Wha-oh. Oh yeah...so about Gavin?"

When they were a little bit away, Hermione came out of the bushes brushing frantically at her skin and clothes and hair.

"Oh god, you have no idea how many bugs there are in those bushes! Eeww! Bugs evvvv...errr...ree...where...NO!!!" Her frantic whispers slowed; and too late she saw Draco's evil smile. He started yelling for the whole world to hear. Especially that guy, who was only about two and a half yards away.

"OH THERE YOU ARE HERMIONE GRANGER!!! I WAS ONLY WAITING HERE! YES, MISS HERMIONE GRANGER IS LATE FOR THE FIRST TIME!! YES PEOPLE, THAT IS A HERMIONE GRANGER!! H-E-R-M-I-O-N-"

"SHUT UP YOU ASS!!! SHU-"

"Hi Hermione!"

Hermione stiffened. She sat on the bench next to Draco and looked up at the boy. She scooted closer to Draco, and put a hand on his knee.

The guy laughed. "God, don't worry!!! I'm here with Dezi."

"Where is 'here'?" She said, her voice low but small. "Hehe...he...umm..."

"Here."

"Yeah..."

"So introduce that guy you're with to me!"

"I'd prefer if you went far far away..."

"Draco Malfoy! And you are?" Draco said, extending his hand. The boy returned the gesture.

"Travis. Travis O-Shiri."

Draco looked like he was going to laugh very hard, but he stopped and said, "Uh, is that O hyphen Shiri, or O-s-h-i-r-i?"

"It's O hyphen Shiri, why?"

"Oh...nothing. Just one of my friends was named Richard O-Shiri." The guy nodded.

"Oh, and this is Dezi."

Draco and the girl shook hands, and there was an awkward silence.

"Soo..." Travis said. "How do you two know each other?"

"We go to the same school..." Hermione muttered.

"Oh."

"Well...Me and him need to go...classes tomorrow with Trans-transportation...hehe, so yeah bye see ya later Travis! Heehee..." She grabbed Draco and they walked briskly in the opposite direction.

Draco started laughing hard when they were out of earshot.

"What?" She said grumpily.

"Nothing. Except that guy's name. Do you know Japanese?"

"Some."

"And what does shiri mean?"

"I can't remember." She said huffily.

"Stupid." He called her.

"Oh shut up."

Draco laughed, but he did not tell her. When they stopped at a small house, Hermione started giggling, and that turned into boisterous laughter.

"Oh my god! I get it!!! I remember now! That was why I was not really wanting to go out with hi-" She blushed.

"I'm not stupid...I can tell." He said matter of factly.

"Well...okay. But I remembered what it meant! Ehehe...and that whole 'Richard' thing was too genius!" She laughed again.

"I know! I'm the genius!" Then the window of the small house banged open, and a man with little hair stuck his head out.

"Will you kids shut up?! It two bloody 'o clock in the damn morning!" He yelled, louder than they could have possibly been.

Draco was about to tell the man he was sorry for being noisy, when Hermione yelled out at him "You shut up, sheesh, obviously you're having problems or it would have taken you longer to get to the damn window!!!" Then she stuck up the middle finger.

The man was so flustered he shut the window and scuttled away from it.

Draco looked at Hermione and said, "Christ, shut up!"

"Sorry! Now I'm too hungry...can we get some food?"

"Fine...let's just get a bit away from this house so that then they won't be suspicious."

"Fine..." She started walking again, and he followed her.

After several minutes, she asked, "Why did you start yelling? At Travis?"

"To annoy you."

"Okayyyy..."

"I knew it would...that was why you were acting so freaky. You obviously went out together for a while, and you broke up or something, and he moved here, and you never expected to see him again. You should really learn to mask your emotions."

"Okayyy...Hey, do you find that sometimes you have no...'lust', I guess you could say...for blood? Like, on full moons, you get really hungry, but then on the regular days, you don't really want to eat?"

"Yes...sometimes. I think every other full moon I get like that."

"Really?" She seemed surprised. "I get like that every full moon. It's very annoying."

"Really? I don't think that would be very annoying."

"Why?"

"I could get hungrier more often. There is a certain point in hunger...when...I suppose it feels better to eat. Sort of a pleasure."

"Yes...I suppose I know what you mean."

"Do you know how far into this city we are? We've been walking quite a while."

"Yes. We're almost on the outskirt-"

"Shh...have you noticed our footsteps are getting louder? Okay, keep walking, I'm going to stop and tie my boot, and about five steps, you stop, then run back." He bent down then, and began to tie his boots.

Hermione walked a bit farther ahead, saying, "Hurry up and tie the damn boot!" Then she turned and jogged back, her face blank.

"Are you done?"

"Yes." They sat down on a bench, and Draco wrapped his arms around her, and pressed his face close to her ear. He whispered to her.

"Very faint...hardly there at all...could you hear the little echo? Obviously, our follower has had lots of practice. See that alley? Lets go into it, and we can see who it is."

She nodded faintly, and they stood up together, walking towards the dark mouth of the alley.

Walking all the way to the back, very quickly, Draco took a look around, then jumped up. He grabbed loose brick in the building, and swiftly used it to allow some height, before it came off loose in his hand.

Hermione had a quick muse, how he really did look like a vampire in the movies, or in a book, or something. Except, the way he scaled the wall was a bit eerie, like a snake or something, and then his hand dangled a bit in front of her, and she grabbed it, hoisting herself up with quite a bit strength.

She waited up on the roof with him, sheltered a bit by the second floor of the building, and jumped a bit when he started talking. They were a little under the overhang of the second floor, against the wall, and sound echoed.

"If it's a Muggle, jump him. If not, don't be freaked out. Nothing can hurt us."

Then, a pale white hand snaked it's way down and flicked Draco in the temple. A wonderfully low, husky voice spoke from above.

"Nice to see you again Draco...knew I should have recognized that hair."

Hermione jumped. She still needed to get used to her new life a bit more, obviously.

"Who's the chick?"

A hand wrapped itself gently about her neck, and tilted her chin upward.

She saw first the white skin, and dark brown eyes. Then she took in the black hair, spiked with gel. Her eyes widened in surprise at the guy clinging upside down to the building.

"Well well...how are you doing, Hermione?"

"M-Matt? Is that you?"

Matt slid down the wall, more serpent like than Draco, and sat on the roof with them.

"Of course. Like anyone else in this town would know your name. You live in London still, right? Ooh...except...there was that guy who offered you to me." He smirked

"WHAT?!" Hermione thought she already knew.

"Yeah...knew him once, but I can't really remember him...well anyway, him and this slut, they were walking around, and I jumped in front of them. Man, if the guy didn't look ready to piss in his pants!" Here he paused to let out a small snigger, and Draco uttered a small chuckle.

"The girl just looked freaked, and then I grabbed the guy and told him not to walk around at night. And he saw I was going for his neck, then he saw my canines, and said, "Oh...Oh my god!! What are you doing?! Get away! Are you a werewolf?!" Then I laughed, in his face. He can't even get the right name!"

Here, Draco sneered, and Hermione winced, still feeling the insult of ignorance upon their race, but not understanding why.

Matt went on. "The girl was just standing there, and I told her to just sit down. So she did, and then the guy is all, "Oh my god, Mr., don't hurt me! You can have her! Right there! You can have her!!!" I told him I didn't want the girl he was with, and so he changed it, with a "No!! I passed another girl! Her and her boyfriend! You can have them! Just let me go! You can have her!!! Her name is Hermione!!! I passed by her!!! Just walk that way!" But I told him, I probably wouldn't even catch up to you, and if you were the Hermione I knew, he deserved to be eaten, and so I ate him."

Hermione blanched, but Matt and Draco laughed. "You people are so callous!"

Matt turned to her, and said in a girly voice, "'Scuse me...but like, you're so wrong!" He did the girly hand twirl, then continued. "Like, we aren't even people! Shyeah!"

They all started to laugh, and Hermione joined in. Then she asked what he did with the girl.

"Well...anyway, about the girl, she was crying, and I asked her why. She said, "Well...I'm sad my boyfriend would give me up like that. Plus I'm going to die too, right?" And at first, I thought she just an emotional teen that was a stupid ditz who should die, but I took pity on her. So I was a lot gentler on her than the guy."

"Whoa...you ate her too?" Hermione asked.

"Nah...just enough for her to feel good and forget everything. Then I banished the guy's body to oblivion."

"And you met up with us."

"Yup, followed you for a bit, thought you looked familiar, and so on so on."

"So how do you and Hermione know each other?" Draco asked.

"Old friends. From summer tutoring." Matt said. "Right Hermy?! Best buds!" He gave her a bear hug, and she felt her body being broken.

"No, we weren't best friends...but we were good friends." She said, regarding Matt carefully.

"Oh bullshit! Obviously you remember the time you invited me to your party and I locked you out of the house in your knickers!" He laughed, and Draco giggled.

"What? Her knickers?" He said.

"Yep." He turned to Draco, and whispered not that inconspicuously, "Army print bra, I think it was, and a black thong!"

Hermione slapped him and yelled at him to shut up.

"What? It's only true! Or, you might have been talking about the song I used to sing."

Laughing, Draco asked, "What song?"

"Sleep with me, Her-myyy-ooo-nee! Sleep with mee-hee-hee! Plee-hee-heeze!!! Oh the neighbors will be watching, the bed will be rockin'...slee-hee-heep with meeee!" He finished.

Hermione was curled into a ball in humiliation, while Draco laughed so hard his ribs almost broke, and Matt did another repetition of the song, and barely made it to the end until Hermione wacked him again and he started to laugh.

After quite a bit, they had all regained their composure.

"Soo...in pitiful attempt to draw the attention away from myself, how do you two know each other?"

"Cocky little ass, tried to bite off my neck!" Draco pointed at Matt, and Matt opened his mouth very wide and attached himself to Draco.

"Ew, ugh! Stop sliming me!" Matt laughed and let go, wiping his mouth, Draco wiping his head, where Matt had drooled.

"No...really. I did try to bite him, and he faught me off, then we talked, and ate someone, then we got to be friends." Matt said.

"Yes...okay then." Hermione said, surprised a friendship could be started in that way.

"Hey, are you guys still hungry? I can tell you haven't eaten in quite a while." Matt pointed out.

"YES!!! FOOD!" Hermione said, eagerly.


(I was going to leave you stuck here but I decided after deserting you, an eleven page chapter would be a good bribe.)


"Alright then. I've been following a guy for a while, but I'll let you two have him. He should be leaving the Midnight Wolf by now...let's go."

Draco shrugged, and followed Matt down the building, once again like a snake, and barely needing anything to hold on. Hermione still had some trouble.

After rounding a couple of corners, they got to a night club, and saw a retreating back. An ugly, scrungy man was walking away from the bar, dressed in a coat and rubber galoshes, though it was hardly raining.

"Go on Hermione, I'm not hungry, and Draco's already left for someone else." Matt whispered to her, and indeed, Draco was no longer there.

"How'd he leave so fast?"

"Shut up and get the guy!"

"But he looks so dirty!"

"Oh come on, he looks fine!"

"No he doesn't, can't I just go in there and get someone else?"

"I suppose...if you're THAT picky, you wench."

"Well, I am that picky. I'll be back."

She turned from Matt and stepped through the doorway. Once inside, she felt disgusted. It wasn't exactly a strip club, but many scantily clad women with large busts walked around serving several horrid looking men.

However, some of them weren't so disgusting, and Hermione chose a jock-y looking one, wearing a college jacket. He sipped a large beer, and looked lonesome.

She unbuttoned her shirt a little, letting the feminine charm she had weave itself all about her.

She walked up and sat down, and the man, or, more of a boy, looked up at her and said hello.

Hermione flashed him a sultry smile, and already could feel him melting.

'Hehe...I mean, I can't kill him! No...wait, I can, but I don't want too...DAMN IT!'

"Hi there. How are you?"

"Fine I guess. How you doing?"

"Pretty good, I suppose. But I could be doing better..." Hermione added the last part on impulse.

"Really? What can I do for you?" He said, intrigued, though he was half drunk.

Hermione leaned over and whispered in his ear. "Anything you can."

The guy smirked, a very Draco smirk, and stood up.

"Lets get outside then!" He grabbed Hermione's hand and rather forcefully dragged her outside.

Suddenly, Hermione felt danger. This guy wasn't good at all...

She frantically searched for Matt, but couldn't find him. 'Shit Matt...where are you?'

She tried wrenching her arm away from the guy, but couldn't.

He caught her off guard and grabbed her bum.

"Mmm...come on. Let's do it right now. You know you want to. Come on." He said, and Hermione could feel everything at once.

She was frightened, but felt calm.

She was a vampire. 'Remember what Draco said...the worst you can get is Us.'

She could obliterate this guy!

What was he doing? Didn't he know how stupid he was being? Suddenly Hermione felt angry. Forget the damn guilt, fuck the pain he'll feel, he deserves it! 'He's probably going to rape me, and I'm worried about what he'll feel?!'

She suddenly let out a cry, sharp and loud, and wrenched herself from the guy hard enough to make him fall to the ground of the alley they were in.

"What the-?" He managed, before Hermione wrenched him up and grabbed him by the neck.

He started choking, and Hermione smashed him up against the wall. Some blood trickled down from the hairline on his head, and Hermione felt the lust for blood.

She smiled at him, a toothy, fangy smile, making sure he saw her fangs, and pushed herself against his neck.

She bit into him, and her fangs slid smoothly through his skin. She immediately pierced his jugular vein, and started to lick the blood dribbling down his neck while sucking it through the hollow tips in her teeth.

Oh, how it felt! It was in itself, magical! More wonderful than anything in the world! She couldn't stop, and she felt giddy and warm and anything having to do with ultimate pleasure all at once! How she loved the sensation! She felt so refreshed, she couldn't get enough! How it tasted, so sweet and tangy, so delicious! Much more finer than the finest chocolate, and she couldn't get enough! She wanted more, and she started to feel numb.

She felt something tugging at her, until it grabbed her around the waist.

She couldn't leave! Oh, how she felt!

But she was drifting deeper and deeper into the black hole.

Finally, she could think. Matt was holding her head up, while Draco told her to count his fingers. She held up two, the number he had.

She had the worst headache imaginable.

"Hermione, you can't eat them for too long. If you drink them and they're dying, you'll suck their death up with you. You must leave them as they're dying, or you'll go too." Matt said, looking at her eyes, and lifting the lids up to check if they were all right.

"See, you're lucky, if we weren't here, you'd be shriveled."

Hermione turned her head, and looked at the guy. He was dead, pale and bloodless, but a small trail from his head wound and slid down the wall with him, to the floor, where he was slumped.

Before she knew it, Draco banished his body to oblivion, and got rid of the blood with his wand too.

"No one will remember him."

After she felt a little better, she stood up.

"So...how was your first kill? Good, bad, horrid, or yummy?"

"It-was...fine, I guess. The guyyy...heee...was...try...trying...to rape me..." Hermione felt her speech get slurred, and couldn't remember what she was trying to say. "Got...him...back, though...heh..." She coughed, and passed out.

Her body fell to the floor, and just barely Matt caught her.

~*~*

Well...I've lost my touch, haven't I? This took about three weeks to write, only because November 4 was my birthday, and problems with friends, three huge projects, and weird peeps stalking me.

IF YOU HAVE EVER BEEN WALKING, AND YOU TURN, AND NO ONE IS THERE, BUT AFTER THREE SECONDS, LITERALLY, YOU HEAR FOOTSTEPS, AND TURN, AND THERE IS A KID WHO STALKS YOU, AND FOLLOWS YOU, AND SEEMS TO OBSESS OVER YOU, WALKING RIGHT THERE, PLEASE REVIEW AND TELL ME!!!

That happens all the goddamn time to me, with this one kid. I swear, he's everywhere I am, and it freaks the shit out of me. Literally, I am scared shitless!

But anyway...to explain some things about this fic. Well, if you're wondering how Draco and Hermione can be so close, it's because now they share an unbreakable bond. THEY SHARE BLOOD! You can't forget it, but you can ignore it! THEY SHARE BLOOD! So that's why they seem to be civil. There's still the hidden animosity, but they won't recognize it till later, and then they will fight, and then...

heheh.



SK