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Chapter 7

Harry groaned as he felt Draco lightly kissing his ear to wake him up. He wasn't tired and needing sleep, as he found that out yesterday, he just didn't feel like being bothered. He considered yesterday to be the most terrible day in his life, or after life, or undead live thingy. He groaned again. His brain was hurting to think.

"Harry, it wasn't really that bad." Draco said and started to kiss Harry's neck and ear again.

Harry grunted and pulled back the curtains. He practically crawled out of bed and across the room. Once he found what he was looking for he flipped the lid and began to apply the 'Mind Blocker' to his forehead. The last thing he needed to be reminded of was that Draco could hear what he was thinking. In reality Draco didn't need to know what he was thinking right now.

Their trip day to Diagon Alley was torturous. Harry had woken up the yesterday morning to find that his eyes were extremely sensitive to the sun. His eyes were stinging so badly that every time he opened them they would leak with water. Draco's only comment was that it would get better. It did, by noon there was no water left in his body to shed tears. The stinging was still there, only he was a little more used to it.

Then because the Malfoys are well. The Malfoys, Harry couldn't be seen with them in Diagon Alley. The sun was hot enough but Harry had to be forced under a heavy black cloak to cover his identity because both Draco and Lucius refused to let Harry out of their sights. They had spent the entire day at Diagon Alley with Harry walking under that cloak, feeling as if he was being baked in an oven. Lucius and Draco pointedly ignored his suffering and continued shopping leisurely.

Before the day was halfway over, Harry had grown irritated by the very sound of Draco's voice. Sure Harry had always guessed that Draco was a little spoiled, but he actually thought at one point because Lucius was a death eater that things weren't all that wonderful for Malfoy. He thought that maybe Draco's superior demeanor was an act, because no one in this world could be that spoiled, but he was wrong.

Every little thing that Malfoy wanted he got, and if he didn't get it, he whined, screamed, and pouted like a two year old until his parents relented and bought it for him. It was absolutely revolting to watch. The blond boy owned his parents and they all knew it.

By the time they finally returned with all their things Harry wanted nothing more than to climb into that tub of Draco's and take a nice long bath, followed by a nice long nap. However he only done half of that. He took the bath, making sure he had the strongest locking charm he could think of on the bathroom door (much to the disappointment of Draco, who was standing outside of the door, pouting the whole time), but when he crawled into bed to sleep he learned it was impossible.

Draco had told them that even though they had been up all day, a vampire's body doesn't need sleep. The only reason why they even sleep in the day is because the sun absorbs their energy rendering them unconscious. Because the sun had already set, Harry couldn't even go to sleep if he wanted too. Instead he had to spend the rest of the night with Malfoy and family, and to be honest the only one that was not annoying him was Narcissa. Malfoy senior and junior were getting Harry's evil eye all night. Harry had to get away, and he couldn't have been more thankful that today was Thursday and he was to meet Hermione at the Leaky Cauldron in about half an hour.

"Hey," Draco pouted, "I've been trying to get you up since the sun set and that's all I get?"

"Shut up." Harry said simply and walked into the bathroom.

Draco followed him. "Harry?"

"Sod off." Harry stripped off his clothes no longer caring if Draco saw him nude.

"Harry, talk to me right now." Draco pouted

"I'm not your parents, you can't control me, Malfoy. Now leave me so I can take a shower." Harry stripped off his boxers, walked into the shower, and turned on the water. He hissed as the cold water washed over his body. When the water temperature became warmer he quickly began lathering his body with soap. He jumped in shock when the shower door opened and closed. He turned to see Draco standing there naked behind him.

"What are you doing?" He asked angrily

"What does it look like I'm doing? I'm taking a shower, I Potter /I" Draco said sarcasticly.

"You have no right. I'm in here, get out and wait your turn." Harry's eyes darkened.

"Its my shower. If I want to take a shower now, I can. If you don't like it you can get out."

"Fine." Harry said turning to rinse the water off his body.

"Harry." Draco said his voice becoming soft. He reached out and grabbed Harry's arm.

Harry yanked his arm away and went to walk past Draco and out the shower. Draco grabbed Harry's arm again but this time he slammed Harry back against the shower wall.

"What are you. uph." Harry's words were drowned out as Draco shoved his lips against Harry's. Draco quickly moved his tongue into Harry's mouth and his knees quivered at the sensation.

Harry's protest stopped abruptly as he closed his eyes in pleasure. This was the first time he had kissed with all of their bare skin touching together. His body was being overloaded with pleasure and he could feel himself growing hard. He groaned when he could feel Draco's own arousal rubbing against him.

"Ahh. Oh, God." Harry gasped as Draco's lips were torn away from his mouth and running down his neck. Harry had never experienced such passion and he groaned as Draco began grinding his own manhood against Harry's. Draco then sucked a patch of skin with his teeth and Harry nearly screamed in passion.

The blond god reached down and pulled one of Harry's legs up and Harry automatically wrapped his leg around Draco's waist before his mind had a time to process what was happening.

"No." Harry moaned despite himself. This couldn't happen. Not now at least but his body was not cooperating with him. As much as he wanted to back away his body continued to grind into Draco, yearning to reach that sacred point of no return. When Harry felt the tip of Draco's cock heading lower he forced himself to speak. "No. ahh. please. Not like this.. ugh. please."

Harry could feel the tension in Draco's body. Harry could tell Draco was having just a hard of time controlling his own body. Finally, Harry found all the strength he could muster to push Draco away. Draco only moved a fraction of an inch but it was enough for both of them to fight their own bodies and move further apart. Once they were separated, Harry ran past Draco and out of the room. This time Draco didn't stop him.

Closing the bathroom door behind him Harry left Draco in the room. He panted trying to catch his breath and calm down. IWhat the hell just happened there? /I he wondered. One minute he was hating the very ground Draco walked on and the next minute he was practically begging Draco to shag him.

Willing his erection down he hastily put on his clothes, grabbed a small pouch, and checked the bathroom door before searching his trunk. Once he had found the desired item, he looked at the bathroom door to make sure Draco was still in there before he put his invisibility cloak over his head. Quickly he walked out of the room, and slipped down the hall making sure he kept as quiet as possible.

He stopped briefly in the kitchen to grab something to eat before making his way back down the hall. Once he entered the family room, he went to the fireplace and took a handful of floo powder from the pot and put it inside his pouch. He then took and another handful and threw it in the fireplace.

"Leaky Cauldron." He said and stepped into the green flames.

When Harry entered the room a putrid smell hit his nostrils and he immediately grabbed his stomach. He took off his cloak and shrank it so it could fit into his pocket. The offending odor blurred his vision and he blinked his eyes trying to find the source of this monstrosity. He looked around the room and he noticed no one else could smell it, in fact several people were looking at Ihim/I in concern. He looked around and noticed the reason for his discomfort.

Sitting a few tables in front of him, a witch seemed to be enjoying a steak dinner. Harry quickly turned his head. The smell of the cooked meat was making him sick, just like Draco had warned. He needed to get out of there and quickly. He looked madly around for Hermione. When he spotted her in the corner looking around, he all but ran to her.

"Harry!" She said happily but that expression quickly turned to worry when she saw the look on his face. "What's wr."

"We have to get out of here, now!" Harry said and turned towards the nearest door. Hermione grabbed her things and quickly followed him out to the streets of muggle London. Once they were out and the door closed behind Hermione, Harry's demeanor instantly changed.

"Harry, are you okay?" Hermione asked

"Yeah, I'm fine now." He smiled and looked down at her. "How are you, Hermione?" He asked giving her a hug.

She smiled, "I'm fine when you're not scaring me to death."

He chuckled lightly, "I can't help it." He paused, "So. did you manage to find anything?"

"Yes, but I'm not saying anything until you tell me whats happened. First you call me out of the blue asking me to find out about vampires and now this. I'm worried about you Harry." She said sternly.

Harry sighed.

"I know, Mione." He paused and looked around. "Can we go somewhere? I have to tell you something important and I can't go back in there." He looked at her carefully.

"Come on. My car is over there."

They walked silently to her car and once Hermione had unlocked the doors, Harry climbed in the passenger seat and waited patiently for Hermione to take off. He stared out the window as the two drove in silence. He was trying to find a way to tell Hermione the situation when they stopped. Hermione got out the car and Harry followed.

They were in a little park and Harry watched as Hermione walked to a swing set and sat down in one of the swings. Taking the seat beside her, he grabbed onto the metal links and let out a sigh.

"Is it that bad, Harry?" She asked softly

Harry looked at her and watched her expression. He had to get this out sometime.

"Herm." He paused and took a deep breath, "Mione, I don't really know how to say this but. I'm a, I'm a vampire." He looked over at her and saw her eyes widen in shock.

"Oh very funny Harry." She said trying to convince herself that he was joking.

"I'm telling the truth."

"But." Hermione looked at him before she closed her eyes and looked at him. "How?"

"It's hard to explain really. One minute I was human, and the next I was laying on an alley floor finding out I was a vampire." He said. He didn't want to bring Draco's name into this. No sense in outing him too.

"So that's why you want to know about vampires?" She asked confusedly

"Yeah." He sighed, she was taking this a lot better than he thought. He assumed she would probably run for the hills. He hadn't exactly planned on telling her until after he found out what she knew.

"But Harry why didn't your maker tell you what you wanted to know?" She said.

"Because he's an ass." Harry pouted looking back at the ground.

"He?" Hermione asked shocked.

"Yes, why?" Harry looked at her quizzically.

"You have no idea?" She stated looking at him as though she were looking at him as if he were a new person.

"No and I'm tired of everyone telling me bits and pieces but nothing really at all." He complained.

Hermione sighed and brought her hands up to her face. "Well, what I have to tell you is hard to say."

"What?" He asked her softly

"Well first, Harry, it's important to know there are two ways a vampire can be brought into existence. One is by birth, a vampire is born from two other vampires." She paused, "and the second is to be made by love, Harry."

Harry looked at her sharply, "What?"

She looked over at Harry, and brought her hands back up to her face. "Well, you know vampires live off blood, don't you?" She asked shakily

"Well, I'm not completely oblivious. I've been a vampire for almost a week now." He rolled his eyes.

"Don't get smart with me. I'm trying to help you, okay." She snapped. She then sighed. "I'm sorry. I'm just in shock okay."

Harry didn't say anything waiting patiently for Hermione to continue.

"Anyway," She continued, "When a vampire feeds, the blood does nothing but keep them alive and feeds the body." She looked at him, "But when a vampire feeds off someone they love and that person loves them in return, they are turned into vampires."

Harry looked at her in shock this time. "But I don't love, Malfoy!"

Hermione eyes widened and she nearly fell back in her swing.

"MALFOY? The Draco Malfoy? Prince of Slytherin, blond wanker. That Malfoy?"

Harry nodded his head. "I know it doesn't make any sense. So you can see why I'm so confused. I don't love Malfoy. I hate him." Harry said desperately

"Well, you know what they say, Harry. 'There is a thin line between love and hate'. Maybe you were confusing your feelings for him into hate." She said softly, she knew this wasn't a time to act stupidly. Harry need her, she knew it.

"That is impossible." Harry said standing from the swing and turned to face her. "I bet you anything he bit me thinking I was going to die. Maybe it was like with Voldermort, and. and. when he tried to kill me it backfired and I was made one instead. Maybe."

"It doesn't work like that, Harry." She said quietly interrupting him. "From what I've read it has to be real true love. We're talking about spending an eternity with someone, Harry. Besides he had to have known what would happen from what I've read."

"What are you saying, Hermione?" He looked at her, he knew there was something that she had not told him.

She stood up and looked Harry deep in the eyes. "Only a natural born vampire can make another vampire. Even then that vampire can only make one other vampire in his entire life time. That person is called the Life's Line. The vampire that is supposed to be his partner for all of existence. So when a vampire meets his or her Life's Line they know it because that vampire cannot consume blood until it's the blood of his life's line." She said

"But that would mean that Malfoy hadn't ate for. for six years." Harry looked on in astonishment. He then remembered Narcissa's comment about not having seen Draco eat in so long. He remembered how excited both Narcissa and Lucius was to see Draco eat and how Narcissa had piled up Draco's plate with food.

"Yes that's true. And Harry if you hadn't loved him it would not have worked. When he drank you're blood his body released a toxin into yours, making you what you are."

Harry collapsed on the floor and Hermione quickly sank beneath him.

"This is all nonsense. I didn't even know I was queer until the day before and now I'm being told that I'm in love with Draco Malfoy."

Hermione sat beside her friend on the ground and patted his arm. "Don't think so negatively about it. It's not like you meant to fall in love with him. It's destiny. Sometimes things happen that can't be really explained." She said softly.

Harry looked at his best friend, "How come you are taking this better than I am?"

She smiled, "You're one of my best mates. I love you no matter what you are." She paused, "Even if you are a blood sucking queer." She laughed.

Harry laughed with her feeling as if the world had been taken off his shoulders.

Hermione quieted, "No seriously, Harry. Without you and Ron, I don't know what I would do." She said seriously

"Oh, God, Ron." He looked at her, "Please don't tell him, Hermione."

"You're going to have to tell him sometime, Harry." She said delicately

"I know. I just can't do it now. You know how much he hates Malfoy. I don't want to loose him. I think he'll accept the fact that I'm a vampire more than he will about me being with Malfoy."

"He'll get over it, you know that. He cares about you." She said.

"I know. It's just going to be hard." He said getting up and brushing himself off. He reached a hand out to Hermione to help her stand and they proceeded to walk to her car.

"You know what I don't understand. If Malfoy was born a vampire how could he go to school or dine in the Great Hall for six years without anyone noticing he wasn't eating anything." Hermione asked puzzled.

"Well, they have potions that make it possible to walk in the sun. I don't know about the eating thing though." Harry said

"Oh really, I read about potions that help vampires but not that one." She said getting in the car and reaching over to open the door for Harry. "For instance, according to the book a vampire stops aging sometime between the ages of 22 and 25. However, there is an aging potion that makes you continue to age as normal. Once you stop taking it though, you return to your early twenties again."

Harry looked over at her as the car set in motion, "Really?" He asked.

"Yes." She said, "It was invented by a wizard named Malcolm Anun. He was a potions master, one of the best in the world in fact. He invented several potions for vampires but when the wizarding world found out he was a vampire they hunted him and tried to kill him with the killing curse. It didn't work of course, but he disappeared though, no one knows where he is or even if he is still alive."

Harry began to think back to the potions shop at Midnight Mall. It was owned by a wizard. He wondered if that was Malcolm Anun.

"Hermione, you said they tried to kill him with the killing curse but it didn't work. Did the book say what could kill a vampire?" He asked quizzically

"Practically nothing, actually." She said seriously, "Disease, curses, guns, crosses, stakes in the heart, none of those things can kill you. Even decapitation can only kill you when the body has been separated from your head long enough to keep your body from getting blood to sustain it. The only known thing is the sun, and even you said that there are potions for that. Maybe fire."

Harry just looked out at the road. It looked like he was stuck with Malfoy for a long time.

Hermione pulled in front of the Leaky Cauldron and Harry looked at the building in distaste.

"Mione, do you think I can floo from your house? I can't go back in there. The smell of the dead meat was getting to me." He said as if reliving the sickening smell all over again.

"Sure, no problem." She took off once more in the direction of her own house.

The two rode on in a comfortable silence when Hermione let out a laugh.

"What?" Harry asked curiously

"Voldermort is going to have hell of a problem trying to kill you now." She laughed.

He joined her laughter once again and thought about Voldermort trying to kill him repeatedly with the killing curse and nothing happening. He could almost see the look of bewilderment and frustration Voldermort would have on his face. All to soon the journey to her house was over and he walked with her into the house.

"I'm home." Hermione called as they entered the front room.

"Hi darling." Her mother said entering the room, "Oh Hi Harry. How are you?" She asked delighted.

"I'm fine, Mrs. Granger, thank you." He said politely

"Mom, Harry needs to use the fireplace so he can floo back." Hermione interrupted before her mom could say anything.

"Oh, I'm sorry we don't have any floo powder." Her mom said sadly

"Its okay. I brought some." Harry said taking his pouch out of his pocket.

"Oh that's great." She smiled, "Well I guess I'll see you later than."

"Yes ma'am." He said politely before Hermione led him to the fireplace.

Harry said goodbye to Hermione, promising he was going to owl her if he needed anything. He debated on putting his invisibility cloak back on before he stepped through but realized the Malfoy's would have figured out he was gone by now. They were all to protective of him not to notice he was missing. Then poured the contents out of the pouch and threw it in the fire.

"Malfoy Manor." He said before stepping into the fire.

He barely had a chance to walk out of the fireplace before Draco was in his face.

"Where the HELL have you been?"

TBC

Sorry to end it there but the next chapter will be out in two days. I hoped you liked it.

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