Thanks for all the reviews, guys. I really love the support!!!!!!! Yeah...more people could review. I COULD DEAL WITH MORE!
I sound so selfish. Oh well.
OOH! Has anyone ever read the Daughter of the Moon books? And does anyone else like Stanton cuz he reminds you of DRACO?! He reminds me of Draco! Dark and mysterious, silvery blonde hair and blue eyes, and a forbidden romance with someone on the "good" side! Stanton is the definition of Leather Pants!Draco. *sigh*
Disclaimer: Don't own it.
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I stared at Draco Malfoy, lowering my bloody fingers and absentmindedly wiping them on my robe. I stood up bravely. "So I'm a vampire. What are you going to do about it?"
Malfoy smirked. "I have power now, Weasley. You know what will happened if your secret is revealed."
I bit my lip. He was right. They would kick me out of Hogwarts if I was found out. And that was the last thing I wanted. I raked my fingernails through my hair. "What do you want, Malfoy? Name it. Anything."
His eyes went up and down my body in a way that made me most uncomfortable. "Anything?"
I took in a deep breath. "Yes, Malfoy...anything." I closed my eyes, waiting.
"First of all," he said in a voice so sharp my eyes flew open, "Don't call me Malfoy. I hate it. My name is Draco. Sounds much more sinister, doesn't it?" He paused. "I want you to bite me."
My jaw DROPPED. I had expected he wanted me to sleep with him. "You WHAT?"
"I want to become a vampire."
I stared at him. Tall, dark, foreboding, with haunting grey blue eyes, pale skin, and silvery blonde hair. Yes, he certainly looked the part.
"You do realize what it means to be a vampire, don't you?" I whispered, "Being a vampire takes away your soul and puts something very dark and lonely in its place. For a while you feel like you can't go on. Theres an empty place in you that you try to fill with blood, which does make you feel better- for awhile. Thoughts-evil, dark thoughts creep into your mind while you're sleeping, filling your dreams with nightmares so terrifying its beyond imagination." I stared directly into Draco's eyes, slowly taking my finger and smearing blood down his cheek. "Are you ready for that, Draco?"
He nodded. I closed my eyes. "God," I whispered, "Give me forgiveness for what I am about to do to this boy's life." I then kissed both of Draco's cheeks lightly, and bit into his neck.
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I sat there, Indian style, staring at Draco until he awoke the next morning. He had a starved look in his eye that I recognized immediatly. I handed him a vile of blood, and he gulped it down.
Draco grinned, showing off his new fangs. "Wonderful."
"Yes, yes," I said, "The best part of wakin up, is blood in your cup. But we better get back to our dormitories before everyone wakes up."
Draco grinned. "What's the hurry?" He leaned a litte closer to me, and I frowned. Coversions could make everyone feel a little...sexy.
"Draco, I won't say we don't have a bond now, because we do..." I paused. How to phrase this? "But, I still despise you because you are a selfish, bloody git."
"Yes, and I still despise you because you are a stupid Weasley Muggle-lover."
"Correct."
Draco nodded slowly, still grinning. The he leaned over, cupping my cheeks in his hands, and kissed me full on the lips, letting his fingers slide through my red hair and down my back. He smiled at me as we parted. "So we despise each other?"
I nodded, my lips aching for another kiss. "Very, very much." I leaned in again, kissing his lips softly about five times. He pulled me toward him and kissed me deeply again.
Hopefully no one needed to mail a letter...
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I felt flushed and excited and happier than I'd ever been since I'd become a vampire. I was in love. Silly and ridiculous as it sounded, I was in love with Draco Malfoy.
I laughed at how dark and romantic it sounded. Two vampires falling in love against all odds. Making love in the Owlery. Well...actually, that didn't sound very romantic. It sounded unsanitary.
Things happened so fast, though I'd had a feeling Draco was attracted to me for awhile. The flirting on the train, the stares...and now this. I felt like spinning. No, dying...
My constant unhappiness started to sink back in. Our love could not work. Too many things could wrong. Weasleys hated Malfoys. Malfoys hated Weasleys. Gryffindors hated Slytherins. Slytherins hated Gryffindors.
And everybody hated vampires.
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A bit shorter than I intended, but that seemed like a good place to end it, don't ya agree?
I sound so selfish. Oh well.
OOH! Has anyone ever read the Daughter of the Moon books? And does anyone else like Stanton cuz he reminds you of DRACO?! He reminds me of Draco! Dark and mysterious, silvery blonde hair and blue eyes, and a forbidden romance with someone on the "good" side! Stanton is the definition of Leather Pants!Draco. *sigh*
Disclaimer: Don't own it.
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I stared at Draco Malfoy, lowering my bloody fingers and absentmindedly wiping them on my robe. I stood up bravely. "So I'm a vampire. What are you going to do about it?"
Malfoy smirked. "I have power now, Weasley. You know what will happened if your secret is revealed."
I bit my lip. He was right. They would kick me out of Hogwarts if I was found out. And that was the last thing I wanted. I raked my fingernails through my hair. "What do you want, Malfoy? Name it. Anything."
His eyes went up and down my body in a way that made me most uncomfortable. "Anything?"
I took in a deep breath. "Yes, Malfoy...anything." I closed my eyes, waiting.
"First of all," he said in a voice so sharp my eyes flew open, "Don't call me Malfoy. I hate it. My name is Draco. Sounds much more sinister, doesn't it?" He paused. "I want you to bite me."
My jaw DROPPED. I had expected he wanted me to sleep with him. "You WHAT?"
"I want to become a vampire."
I stared at him. Tall, dark, foreboding, with haunting grey blue eyes, pale skin, and silvery blonde hair. Yes, he certainly looked the part.
"You do realize what it means to be a vampire, don't you?" I whispered, "Being a vampire takes away your soul and puts something very dark and lonely in its place. For a while you feel like you can't go on. Theres an empty place in you that you try to fill with blood, which does make you feel better- for awhile. Thoughts-evil, dark thoughts creep into your mind while you're sleeping, filling your dreams with nightmares so terrifying its beyond imagination." I stared directly into Draco's eyes, slowly taking my finger and smearing blood down his cheek. "Are you ready for that, Draco?"
He nodded. I closed my eyes. "God," I whispered, "Give me forgiveness for what I am about to do to this boy's life." I then kissed both of Draco's cheeks lightly, and bit into his neck.
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I sat there, Indian style, staring at Draco until he awoke the next morning. He had a starved look in his eye that I recognized immediatly. I handed him a vile of blood, and he gulped it down.
Draco grinned, showing off his new fangs. "Wonderful."
"Yes, yes," I said, "The best part of wakin up, is blood in your cup. But we better get back to our dormitories before everyone wakes up."
Draco grinned. "What's the hurry?" He leaned a litte closer to me, and I frowned. Coversions could make everyone feel a little...sexy.
"Draco, I won't say we don't have a bond now, because we do..." I paused. How to phrase this? "But, I still despise you because you are a selfish, bloody git."
"Yes, and I still despise you because you are a stupid Weasley Muggle-lover."
"Correct."
Draco nodded slowly, still grinning. The he leaned over, cupping my cheeks in his hands, and kissed me full on the lips, letting his fingers slide through my red hair and down my back. He smiled at me as we parted. "So we despise each other?"
I nodded, my lips aching for another kiss. "Very, very much." I leaned in again, kissing his lips softly about five times. He pulled me toward him and kissed me deeply again.
Hopefully no one needed to mail a letter...
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I felt flushed and excited and happier than I'd ever been since I'd become a vampire. I was in love. Silly and ridiculous as it sounded, I was in love with Draco Malfoy.
I laughed at how dark and romantic it sounded. Two vampires falling in love against all odds. Making love in the Owlery. Well...actually, that didn't sound very romantic. It sounded unsanitary.
Things happened so fast, though I'd had a feeling Draco was attracted to me for awhile. The flirting on the train, the stares...and now this. I felt like spinning. No, dying...
My constant unhappiness started to sink back in. Our love could not work. Too many things could wrong. Weasleys hated Malfoys. Malfoys hated Weasleys. Gryffindors hated Slytherins. Slytherins hated Gryffindors.
And everybody hated vampires.
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A bit shorter than I intended, but that seemed like a good place to end it, don't ya agree?