I think I am going to make this chapter from Lestat's POV too.cause the
last chapter was fun to write, lol. Hope ya guys don't mind!
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Ami: Yes, thank you! And thanks for the warning, but I am going to continue writing.
Assassin: Hehe...I guess he could!
Br*tney: I am sorry I did not mention it was slash, but in the summery I mentioned something about Draco, and in the first chapter I said something like "There is one I want, need, more than the other people. He is a little bit younger, and more innocent. That's what draws me to him." And I keep on saying "him", so I thought that was a little hint. I guess not...once again, I apologize.
Lux-soap: Lol, I am glad it's scary! And I do not know what I will do.. he may fall for him, or he may not!
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"It...it's fine. Do you still need more blood?" I am not gay; I do not like any other males. I have always loved and enjoyed women, so these feelings about this boy standing in front of me do not mean a thing. Even if I did like him, it would never work. I am the King, and he is a mere child. That is, at least when he is compared to me.
"No, and I think I will be leaving."
"What! Why? Where?" Draco half shouts, half snaps at me. I raise an eyebrow.
"That is none of your business. And why do you care? Ah, yes, your dear Harry. Even if I do stay here, I would not let him come back."
"If you leave...I will be alone. I do not want to be alone...I have always been by myself. Take me with you?" His plea is passionate, and I do know what being alone is like, for most of my life has been spent away from others.
"Leave all your possessions here."
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We arrive at my mansion in California, USA completely exhausted after hours of traveling. His gaze sweeps over the stone walls of my home and statues of dark creatures and animals. His mouth hangs open slightly, and I can see the tips of his fangs glistening in the moonlight as he brushes his blonde hair away from his silver eyes, causing me to gasp sharply (us vampires show our fangs and natural eyes when not around mortals). This sight is very pleasing to look at, but I remind myself that I do not find other males attractive.
I scrunch up my nose, and sniff the cold night's air. Another vampire is near...inside my home. One that has been around for hundreds of years. One a little older than me.
"You sense him, too?" Draco sounds a little frightened.
"Her, not him. Stay here." I command, and leave him immediately. When I enter, I see her sitting on my couch.
"Hello, my love. Been a long time since we have seen each other. Miss me?"
"Melina...DRACO! I said to stay outside!" I snarl, sensing him behind me.
"Lestat! Do not treat the poor boy like that! Just because you are our King does not mean you can be act like that. My dear boy, it is all right. Come here, closer to me." Melina coos, and holds out her hand, signing for Draco to come closer. He reluctantly steps out from the shadows of the doorway, and places his hand in my sisters. Her silver eyes sparkle brightly, and she smiles brightly.
"This boy...he is different. Stronger. He is the next One." Melina's voice is full of lust as she purrs softly. "But no...you will love him too much. You wont let him."
"I do not love him," I growl, growing more and more annoyed and irritated. My sister, Melina, has always been different. Special. She can tell what will happen in the near future, and she can also figure out people's feelings. It has never been proven useful, especially in times like these.
"You will, brother. You will." Melina's eyes grow misty, and they glaze over while a small smirk spreads across her face.
"Is she alright?" Draco questions, as he pushes her black curls away from her young face.
"Yes." I turn my attention back to her, and a loud roar escapes my mouth, warning her not to make me angry. Draco jumps, and Melina nods while averting her gaze, fully understanding the message I sent. "Would you like me to show you to your room?" I ask him, trying to sound polite. He nods slowly, and follows me as I look for a somewhat clean, unused bedroom. I open a door at the other end of house, and enter.
"This is your room. Need anything else?"
"Yeah." Draco grabs my waist, pulling me into his arms, and moves his mouth onto mine. I moan, and he bites my bottom lip, tearing it a little. My blood reaches both of our mouths, giving us both a coppery, salty taste. As much as I hate to, I pull away, knowing what we are doing is not right.
"Draco, stop. We can't-," I am cut off by another urgent kiss, but I push him away again. "We can't do this." Draco frowns, and looks away. "I am sorry, but you also know it's not right."
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Ami: Yes, thank you! And thanks for the warning, but I am going to continue writing.
Assassin: Hehe...I guess he could!
Br*tney: I am sorry I did not mention it was slash, but in the summery I mentioned something about Draco, and in the first chapter I said something like "There is one I want, need, more than the other people. He is a little bit younger, and more innocent. That's what draws me to him." And I keep on saying "him", so I thought that was a little hint. I guess not...once again, I apologize.
Lux-soap: Lol, I am glad it's scary! And I do not know what I will do.. he may fall for him, or he may not!
*****
"It...it's fine. Do you still need more blood?" I am not gay; I do not like any other males. I have always loved and enjoyed women, so these feelings about this boy standing in front of me do not mean a thing. Even if I did like him, it would never work. I am the King, and he is a mere child. That is, at least when he is compared to me.
"No, and I think I will be leaving."
"What! Why? Where?" Draco half shouts, half snaps at me. I raise an eyebrow.
"That is none of your business. And why do you care? Ah, yes, your dear Harry. Even if I do stay here, I would not let him come back."
"If you leave...I will be alone. I do not want to be alone...I have always been by myself. Take me with you?" His plea is passionate, and I do know what being alone is like, for most of my life has been spent away from others.
"Leave all your possessions here."
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We arrive at my mansion in California, USA completely exhausted after hours of traveling. His gaze sweeps over the stone walls of my home and statues of dark creatures and animals. His mouth hangs open slightly, and I can see the tips of his fangs glistening in the moonlight as he brushes his blonde hair away from his silver eyes, causing me to gasp sharply (us vampires show our fangs and natural eyes when not around mortals). This sight is very pleasing to look at, but I remind myself that I do not find other males attractive.
I scrunch up my nose, and sniff the cold night's air. Another vampire is near...inside my home. One that has been around for hundreds of years. One a little older than me.
"You sense him, too?" Draco sounds a little frightened.
"Her, not him. Stay here." I command, and leave him immediately. When I enter, I see her sitting on my couch.
"Hello, my love. Been a long time since we have seen each other. Miss me?"
"Melina...DRACO! I said to stay outside!" I snarl, sensing him behind me.
"Lestat! Do not treat the poor boy like that! Just because you are our King does not mean you can be act like that. My dear boy, it is all right. Come here, closer to me." Melina coos, and holds out her hand, signing for Draco to come closer. He reluctantly steps out from the shadows of the doorway, and places his hand in my sisters. Her silver eyes sparkle brightly, and she smiles brightly.
"This boy...he is different. Stronger. He is the next One." Melina's voice is full of lust as she purrs softly. "But no...you will love him too much. You wont let him."
"I do not love him," I growl, growing more and more annoyed and irritated. My sister, Melina, has always been different. Special. She can tell what will happen in the near future, and she can also figure out people's feelings. It has never been proven useful, especially in times like these.
"You will, brother. You will." Melina's eyes grow misty, and they glaze over while a small smirk spreads across her face.
"Is she alright?" Draco questions, as he pushes her black curls away from her young face.
"Yes." I turn my attention back to her, and a loud roar escapes my mouth, warning her not to make me angry. Draco jumps, and Melina nods while averting her gaze, fully understanding the message I sent. "Would you like me to show you to your room?" I ask him, trying to sound polite. He nods slowly, and follows me as I look for a somewhat clean, unused bedroom. I open a door at the other end of house, and enter.
"This is your room. Need anything else?"
"Yeah." Draco grabs my waist, pulling me into his arms, and moves his mouth onto mine. I moan, and he bites my bottom lip, tearing it a little. My blood reaches both of our mouths, giving us both a coppery, salty taste. As much as I hate to, I pull away, knowing what we are doing is not right.
"Draco, stop. We can't-," I am cut off by another urgent kiss, but I push him away again. "We can't do this." Draco frowns, and looks away. "I am sorry, but you also know it's not right."