They must be in there.
I opened the door and saw the monstrous image of Hermione grasping onto Draco nearly limp body and digging in to the left side of his neck. I yelled out to her, when she didn't take notice to anything but the pulse she felt against Draco fading, I tried to hit her away from Draco. I of course am not a vampire, I have no strengths, just the healing power of an immortal because of Swell's blood. She could have easily been latched on to me by now. But the human side of Hermione won the struggle, she was crying and looking at Draco's body.
"Hermione. Baby. He is not dead, but he will die. You've drank nearly all of him."
"I killed him." She said calmly but her face was falling with tears, "Can't I take it back?"
"Yes. There is a way. You can make him like me." I suggested. I liked the boy, Draco was a good man, good enough to take on the burden of getting the special hybrid of blood. She crawled towards Draco's faint body that was laid out gracefully on the cream carpet. His left shoulder was bleeding only slightly seeing as there was hardly any blood left in his body. But his heart was beating, slowly, but still beating and Hermione could hear it now that she was closer.
"Tell me what I have to do."
I instructed Hermione to do as Swell once had done. She slit her wrist with a letter opener, so the blood would be plentiful. And then held it on to the wound she had inflicted on Draco.
"Nothing is happening!" She cried letting the sobs now escape her. I rubbed her back gently.
"Drip some into his mouth." And she did. Draco did not wake through this process, but as the blood tipped on his lips and spilt onto his tongue he gave a jolt. His heart stopped beating for an instance and than started up again full force.
"You've done it. He is immortal now." Hermione was still crying over his face.
"Can, can I touch him?" She asked, she had not wanted to hurt him in anyway. I nodded at her, he was immortal, and nothing but as I assume fire can kill him. I watched Hermione pick up his torso being very gentle with his neck and head. She cradled him in her now strong vampiric arms. Her tears fell gently against his face but he did not wake. She stared down into his sleeping face in awe of the beauty the boy no doubt always had.
"Hermione there is something I must tell you." She looked up at me her tears seizing. "Now that you have made Draco immortal, you will have a bond with him and no one else." Hermione looked confused. "Your blood can only make one human immortal in the vampire lifetime. You have used that power on Mr. Malfoy. In the future when you might want a family and children, he is the only one that can give that to you." She gasped.
"You mean, having a human husband is out of the question. It's either Draco as the father or nothing?" She looked slightly worried.
"Oh dear, I know I should have told you sooner. But the situation was so desperate. I can understand if you don't want to spend your life in his company."
"No! It's not that." Hermione cut me off, she lifted Draco's body from the ground as if he was weightless. She placed him gently into her bed and pulled the comforter over him. She kneeled beside the bed and looked at him. "I am just not sure if he will have me."
