As the sun slowly disappeared from the sky, one young vampire began to make his way slowly back to the land of the living. The darkness was engulfing the room as he opened his brilliant green eyes, but his vampiric vision pierced through the darkness, making his eyesight crystal clear. He saw that he was currently surrounded in a cocoon as the other boy had wrapped himself around a young, Harry Potter.

Harry closed his eyes quite content in being held by his.. His what? What exactly should he call the blond boy next to him? He wasn't sure about calling the Slytherin 'Life's Line', that just seemed too dramatic.

Should he call him lover? No, that was just didn't sound right. Were they boyfriends or something now? But Harry couldn't walk around calling him 'boyfriend' all day.

Mate, perhaps? No.

Harry blushed as he recalled the events of the previous night, right before dawn. He had almost let Draco take him, penetrate him. Harry went red as he thought of how he had begged Draco, wanting it so bad, and being so disappointed when Draco came too soon.

No, it's pretty obvious that they were more than just mates at this point. Maybe he could call Draco something sickeningly sweet, like honey or cupcake or .

"Dra is fine." The other boy finally said ending Harry's internal debate. He had been listening to Harry's thoughts since he woke, but he didn't think he could let Harry continue that train of thought. He'd honestly choke if he ever heard Harry call him 'Cupcake'.

Harry tensed at the reminder that Draco could read his thoughts. His cheeks were quickly becoming red with embarrassment. He had never considered the fact that Draco could even hear on his most private.personal thoughts. However instead of running to go get his 'Mind Blocker' he just sighed quietly.

"Dra," He blushed, "could you please stop that?"

Draco grinned cheekily at him, "Stop what?"

Harry sighed dramatically. "Stop reading my mind."

"Alright."

Harry looked at him strangely before replying, "You mean you're never going to read my mind again? Just like that?"

'Well I can't really promise that, Harry." Draco rolled his eyes, "We're supposed to live forever, you know. Whose to say what I'll do it thousand years down the line. I'll stop for now if it really bothers you. Jeez, all you had to do was ask, you know."

Harry looked at Draco as if he had grown another head.

"You have got to be kidding me." Harry groaned smacking his head with hand in a cry of desperation.

Draco promptly moved Harry's hand and pulled himself up so that he was resting on one elbow and was looking down at Harry.

"No, I'm not kidding you." Draco said his mood changing as he spoke, his voice becoming softer and quieter. "Harry, creatures such as us have to be cunning and creative. We have to know how to ask the right questions and how to give the right answers. There are not many creatures like us, we have to hide from three different worlds yet dwell in them. Wizards can't know we're vampires, because vampires are considered to be evil. dark. Something to be haunted and cursed into oblivion," Draco paused pursing his lips slightly. "Other vampires can't know we're wizards because they don't take very kindly to most wizards. Wizards haunted vampires for centuries, vampires left the magically world in fear of their lives. They were forced to live among muggles and although time has forgotten that part vampires still hold hate for wizards even though many do not know why.

The muggle world is the worst because we have to live among them but they cannot know we're wizards or vampires. They can never truly know what we are, or we risk losing our lives and the exposure of the vampiric and magical world. Could you imagine that Harry?"

Harry didn't answer he just looked on curiously. Not exactly sure what brought on this conversation.

Draco sighed, "Harry, let's say for whatever reason you were given Veritaserum unless you learn how to answer honestly without giving the whole truth you could very well put yourself and all vampires in danger of the Wizarding World again."

Harry just looked down. He understood, so it wasn't that Draco refused to tell him anything, he had just not been asking the right questions. He had to learn how to do that.

"So. can you explain it to me than? Can you tell me everything?" Harry sighed angrily, "Shit, Draco, I don't know how to ask this stuff. I know what I want to know but."

Draco silenced Harry with a kiss. He leaned back and looked at the stunned boy, and didn't miss how Harry licked his lips after they parted.

"You're cute when you're frustrated, you know that?" Draco smiled.

"Dra." Harry whined.

Draco said nothing and wrapped himself around Harry again. He put his head on Harry's chest and closed his eyes as he began.

"A Life's Line, it's hard to explain really, but it's simple at the same time. It's like it's our destiny to be together, forever. Like soul mates."

"Soul mates?" Harry questioned.

"Yes. Muggles and Wizards have soul mates. Two people who were destined to be together, their souls are intertwined. But sometimes a soul mate could be born the same sex and you know how muggels feel about relationships like that. In many cases people never really find their soul mate in one lifetime. So they are reborn until they do, reincarnated. When they finally become one with their soul mate they can finally move on and that will be their final life.

But us vampires don't die, so we can't meet our soul mate in another life, we meet our soul mate in the eternity that we have to live. We meet our Life's Line."

"So a Life's Line is a soul mate?" Harry wondered.

"Well, yes and no." Draco said, "Except we can't live at all without our Life's Line. Forever is a long time to live when you're by yourself. We are connected and will be together for all of eternity." Draco stopped and kissed Harry's nipple. It had been taunting him since he had laid his head there.

" Draco." Harry admonished.

Draco ignored him and kissed it again. "I remember it like it was yesterday, you know." Draco sighed and hugged Harry tighter. "It was a little past my eleventh birthday and I was getting my robes for Hogwarts. I was excited because I knew I was going to be a Slytherin, I was looking forward to it, actually. All my family had been Slytherins it was like I was fulfilling part my destiny."

"I was so excited and you walked in. It nearly took my breath away and I knew then that you were my Life's Line. I've always known what a Life's Line was but I had never experienced it before. I was only eleven years old for Merlin's sake. No one in my family had met their Life's Line so young." Draco paused, "I wanted to impress you obviously, I wanted you to fall madly in love with me right then and there. I remember talking to you about everything I could think of. I scanned your mind and found out that you were indeed Harry Potter and that you were new to the Wizarding World. That's when I also found out that you thought I was an annoying little boy." Draco laughed as Harry cheeks went red.

"When you left the robe shop I ran to my parents crying so hard. Naturally they admonished me because we were Malfoys and Malfoys don't cry in public. When we got home I told them everything. They didn't believe me at first but when they tried to feed me I got really sick. I couldn't eat anything. It's was like trying to eat a cheeseburger or something." Draco said scrunching his face.

Harry shuddered, the meat from the Leaky Cauldron coming to his memory.

"It was an absolutely terrible thing for a parent to see his child going through that."

Lucius Malfoy's voice cut through the room like a knife through a stick of butter. Both boys turned sharply in the direction of the voice. Both stunned that he had entered and neither noticed.

"Father, this is my room." Draco said to the door pulling the sheet up to cover Harry's naked chest.

"Draco, this is my house." Lucius said stepping into the room as if it was his own. Draco said nothing, letting the angry look on his face do the talking for him. "Besides, the sun's been down for over an hour and I figured the two of you would be hungry."

As if on cue Harry could feel the familiar tug on his stomach letting him know that it was ready to feed. Lucius crossed the room and presented Draco with two capped bottles.

"Father, he's not ready for that yet." Draco said smacking the bottles away from his face.

"Draco, honestly many vampires had to drink blood on the very first night as a vampire and Harry here as been a vampire a little longer than that."

"He's not ready yet. Besides vampires then didn't know how to make blood into something a little less horrific." Draco said stubbornly

"Oh, I see, blood is horrific to you now. Is that it?" Lucius said sarcastically

"To a newborn it is."

"Dra, it's okay." Harry said softly stopping the feud between father and son.

Draco studied Harry carefully, "Are you sure, Harry? You don't have to drink this if you don't want to."

"No really. Mr. Malfoy is right and I'm going to have to drink it eventually aren't I?"

Draco said nothing and just nodded his head slowly. He took the bottles from his father and handed one to Harry. He watched the boy look at it calmly before unscrewing the cap and drinking down the contents. He looked over at his father he nodded at him appreciatively and that's when he knew it was a test and Harry had passed. He could tell that Harry not only passed but also managed to impress Lucius Malfoy. He smiled brightly before opening his own food and gulping it down.

Harry on the other hand had no idea this was going on. He took the bottle from Draco and studied it. The plastic bottle had wrapping with the word "ESSENCE" printed brightly and it reminded Harry of bottle water that one can by from a muggle convenient store, only instead of the contents being clear liquid it was a dark red. Harry than uncapped the bottle and drank. It was an interesting taste, it wasn't bitter or sweet but it had an intriguing taste that just gave Harry a joyful feeling. Much like the feeling a child gets when he/she bites into a bar of chocolate. He quickly swallowed the rest of the liquid and handed to empty bottle to Lucius who took it and smiled at him.

"Well done, Harry. How was your first taste of real blood?"

"Good, actually. Thank you, Sir."

Lucius smile widened. "No more of this 'Sir' or 'Mr. Malfoy' stuff. Call me Lucius."

"But after last night.." Harry hesitated.

"Leave the past in the past, Harry. Tonight is a new night, let's forget about it. You're new to this world, your allowed to screw up every once and a while."

Draco nearly spit his food out of his mouth hearing his father say this to Harry. For six years he's heard nothing but "bloody Potter this and bloody Potter that" from the elder Malfoy and now this. Draco quickly drank the rest of his blood before his father said anything to make him actually spit it up.

"Actually, Harry, I am quite proud of you. I think you're handling all of this exquisitely." Lucius smiled.

Draco just looked at his father in disbelief while Harry returned Lucius smile.

"I know this is a lot of information and I'm sure the whole lot of it seems a bit dodgy, but you have to be patient with us, Draco especially. You have to understand Draco, as brilliant as he is, is a little idiotic sometimes."

"Father!" Draco cried, horrified.

"Yes, I know," Harry smiled

Lucius laughed and continued, "Unfortunately it's true, though. You see, Harry, this transformation could've been a lot easier for you and I'm sad to say this is only the beginning. Draco was supposed to have your complete trust and consent before he gave you the toxin to become a vampire. Because of his error you will have to pay for this." Lucius sighed

"What do you mean, Sir. eh. Lucius?" Harry questioned.

"Well, first of all, you will never be able to completely trust Draco and you can only imagine the amount of pain an eternity of that can bring. Also, there is a possibility you will go mad."

"Don't listen to him, Harry. Father, makes a hobby out of being the barer of bad news. He relishes in ruining peace and happiness." Draco said moodily, looking at his father darkly. Hadn't he heard all of this just last night? Was Lucius going to repeat this to the two of them over and over for the next thousand years? Surely that would be the cause of Harry's mental problems.

"I understand, Lucius, but with all due respect sir we can surely hope for the best instead of the worst right?" Harry said ignoring Draco whom was now pouting and turned into Harry so that his back was facing his father.

"I just wanted to tell you it was a possibility. Draco knows that he shouldn't have."

"I WAS STARVING FOR GOODNESS SAKES!" Draco yelled. "So excuse me if I did the wrong thing but most vampires don't have to wait six years for an opportunity to arrive. So when it did I took it and if Harry and I have problems because of that we will work them out at that time. Right now we're happy and as you can see Harry is perfectly sane so save it for another time, Dad."

Draco rolled off the bed and stomped off to the bathroom connecting to his room. Both Lucius and Harry looked at each other at Draco's. dramatic retreat.

"Why did you have to spoil him rotten? He's a great guy when he's not thinking he's the prince of the world." Harry smiled.

"Well, you wait till you have your firstborn you'll want to give him or her the world also." Lucius said smiling at the door in which his only son disappeared.

Harry visibly saddened at the mention of children. "So, I guess this will be the end of the Potter and Malfoy line." Harry said calmly.

Lucius looked at Harry crossly, "No, no. Harry, you and Draco will have kids. I want grandchildren I'm afraid you don't have a choice in the matter."

"How is that. We can't...Two men. Are you telling me that one of us..." Harry paused gesturing to himself and than over to the closed bathroom door where Draco was. "Will have to carry a child?"

"Male pregnancy? Absolutely not, Harry. Even though it is possible with magic, men were not made to have babies. I wouldn't wish that pain on my worst enemy. Besides, Harry, that's a lot more danger than you need. Whoever carries the child can die in the delivery process. No, there are other alternatives, Harry."

"Like what?" Harry asked quizzically, his hope of having a big family planting itself in his brain.

Lucius gave a tightlipped smile before he answered. "Well, why don't we just cross that particular bridge when we get to it."

"Okay." Harry looked at Lucius suspiciously, but let the matter drop. If the elder blond said that it was possible for him and Draco to have children, he believed it. "Umm... Lucius can I ask you a question?"

"Yes, Harry?"

Draco walked out of the bathroom in time to hear Harry ask, "So why did you join with Voldermort? Why were you a Death Eater?"

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So this is the chapter. Not the best ending but I decided to end it there because the next part should be fairly long. I hope you like it. Sorry again for such a loooooooonnnngg wait but once I finished school I begin working at a summer camp but I got fired.. So I can work on the story now.

Bye.