Ginny put the heavy box of books on the desk. "That's the last one," she told Tahmores. She sat on one of the desks that wasn't filled with books.

"Your forehead is sweating a little," Tahmores laughed. "I didn't mean to work you that hard! I'll get you a towel." When Tahmores came back from the back room, he handed her a towel wet with cold water.

"Thanks," she said, gratefully. Tahmores leaned against the desk and patted her hand.

"No problem. What are friends for?"

"Right, what are they for?" she asked, laughing. Tahmores tickled her stomach. She laughed and rolled over the desk.

"Haha, stop, Tahmores, please, haha!" His tickling became more intense. There was no more laughter now. "No, stop, please, Tahmores, that hurts..."

His lips pressed against hers. It wasn't gentle like Draco kisses, but rough and pressured. He stuck his toungue inside her mouth and she struggled out from under him. Backing away into a bookshelf.

"Tahmores, what are you doing?" He crept closer to her.

"What? I thought we were friends..." He grabbed her around the waste and kissed her roughly again. She again pulled away.

"Friends, that's it. You're... You're my TEACHER!" she gasped, increduously. He nodded and grabbed her wrist.

"Yes but I can be much more..." He began unbuttoning her blouse.

"No, Tahmores, stop, stop..." she said through tears. "Help! Help!"

"I didn't want to do this, Ginny," he said, taking his wand from the back pocket and whispered something into it. Ginny tried to scream but nothing came out. Her tears became greater. She felt as though her world was drowning.

He leaned her on top of the desk. "Hold still, this will be over soon..."

Back at the lake, Draco shot up from his sleep. "Something's wrong with Ginny."

***

Ron, Harry, and Hermione ran after Draco. He lead them to Snape's dungeon where he was organizing his Potion's ingredients.

"Draco, what...?"

"Something's wrong with Ginny, Professor," Draco interrupted. Snape stood up, sensing the urgency in his voice.

"She's with Straum, isn't she?" he asked, simplely. Not waiting for an answer, he swept out of the classroom, all four of them following.

They raced to the Defense Against the Dark Arts Classroom. The door was locked. Draco cursed and banged on the door. "Ginny? Are you in there? We're coming!"

Inside the classroom, Ginny tried to scream, but Tahmores's spell was still in effect. Tahmores did not look panic. His eyes stared into her's with white hot intensity as he raped her and her's were flooded with tears.

"ALOHOMORA!" Snape shouted. The door blew straight off its hinges. "Straum, get off her, don't make me hurt you!"

"Too late," said Ron, running over to him and punching him the nose. Both he and Draco jumped on him as Hermione and Harry ran to take care of Ginny. She looked to the floor as Hermione muttered the counter-charm.

"Don't look at me," she whispered, her eyes still filled with tears. "Please, don't look at me..."

Hermione envoloped her in a hug and they stood there, crying together. Harry gathered up her clothes. Draco and Ron lifted Tahmores off the floor. He glared at Snape.

"Professor, what is going on here?" Dumbledore asked form the doorway, his eyes fiery. Draco had never seen him that mad before.

"Professor, I..." Ginny started.

"Virginia, this is not your fault," Dumbledore said, his voice steady. He turned back to Tahmores, walking farther into the room. "Get out of my school. Never return. Stay in the Carribeans. If you ever come back to England again, I will know, and I will take this to the Ministry. Now go, Tahmores Straum."

Tahmores limped to leave, but Harry held him back. He shook his head. "Tahmores... Sirus would have hit you harder than they did. Be thankful he's not alive, for your sake."

With one last huff, Tahmores left the school and the country, but he would never leave Ginny.

***

The vampire, whose name she did not know, bit into Ginny's neck, and sucked her blood away from her. Stripping her veins of everything. Well, almost everything. HE would always be there, as HE always was.

The vampire left her throat and licked her lips.

"Hmm, small wonder you are known through out the world. Althoug, I thought you would be more lively," she said. Ginny got off the couch.

"Well, somethings never die, but spirit does," she said, beginning to walk away.

"Virginia Weasley, never let yours leave you. It is a bird that can never be resurrected."

"Hmm..." Ginny walked out of the room and almost smack into Draco.

"Ginny, you've been avoiding me." He put his hand under her chin and made her look into his blue eyes. They were brimming with tears. "I've missed you. I love you."

She oushed passed him. "You don't know who I am. The only people that know who I am are me and these vampires. I am a part of them."

"I can't believe your still doing this, after all we've been through." Ginny turned harshly.

"All that WE'VE been through? You haven't been through anything that I have, Draco, you haven't been through squat. I don't love you. I don't know you."

He drew closer. "And yet, you still call me Draco."

Ginny looked at the floor and burst into tears. Draco drew her close to him and hugged him like he had wanted to for weeks since she had been avoiding him.

"Ginny, I love you, and I always will, no matter what happens. No matter what. I will always and forever love you."

"Aww, how cute, Draco Malfoy," a cold voice said from behind him. He turned, sheilding Ginny instinctively. A woman dressed in dark, blood red with long black hair braided down her back and cruel drak eyebrows laughed at him.

"Neona..." Draco muttered.

"You have been searching for me, Draco Malfoy, and I hide no longer. I am powerful enough to take you now. So come, Powerful Dragon," she scoffed. "Come and take me."

Draco flicked his wand and she was thrown against the wall. "Hmm..." he smirked, "strong enough to take me, aye?"

She hissed and flew into him. He collapsed onto the floor beneath her weight. They rolled around on the floor, Draco trying to get enough air in his lungs to shout the Oblivion Spell at her, but he could barely breathe.

A young boy flew from the crowd and bit Neona in the ankle. He had shaggy blonde hair and penetrating blue eyes. As Neona screamed, Draco was able to mutter, "Ron?"

The boy looked at him. And Draco knew the answer from the eyes.

He wrestled with Neona and Pyron. Pyron punched her in the stomach. Draco, seizeing the opourtunity of weakness, shouted, "OBLIVIATE!" at Neona. She stared at him, shocked and suddenly, burst into something that looked like black confetti.

Draco wiped his wand on his shirt. Ginny ran to him and kissed his cheek. Pyron stood in front of him and hte brother stared at each other.

"Are you... human?" Draco asked.

"No. She changed me." The little boy's eyes looked to Ginny. They knew great torment. They knew great fear. And yet, the looked unwavered upon her. And suddenly, Ginny wanted to hug him.

"Virginia Weasley. I've heard of you. Neona always wanted your blood. Heh," he laughed a little. "She never got it." He kicked a little of the confetti. "Bitch."

Draco smiled. Calipso was suddenly in front of them, holding a little girl in a Hogwarts unfirom to her chest. She set her on the floor beside Pyron and gave Ginny a smile.

Kaida and Pyron had few simularities. Pyron's hair and skin were darker, a side-effect of being turned into a vampire. He was also taller and his muscles were pretty big for an eleven year old boy. His face was harder. Kaida looked all together weak next to her brother.

Calipso turned to Draco. He nodded. Calipso bent down and punctured the little girl's neck. Kaida did not even move but stood bravely.

"Like sister like brother," Ginny said, leaning onto Draco's shoulder.

Calipso slit her cheek with her finger nail. It did not seem to hurt. Vampires have a great tolerance for pain. Kaida sucked on it, like a feeding child. As she sucked, her hair grew darker, as did her skin. She was no longer a pale, frail child. She was strong and as she stood next to her brother, they looked like twins again.

Draco stepped forward. Calipso sucked him, too, and he saw why Ginny went through this every Saturday. It was as though the world was being lifted off his shoulders and he was suddenly free. He felt as though he could fly away and take Ginny with him.

Soon, he was hungry for blood, and when she slit her cheek, Draco drank the blood as though it was air. He could feel himself growing stronger and it was asthough a wave was going over him, flowing through his veins. He thought he had known power. It was nothing like this.

He stepped away from Calipso and turned to his brother and sister. Standing there, holding their hands on either side of him, they looked like the perfect family. Becoming a vampire normally made people more beautiful and desireable.Ginny had not thought it was possible, but Draco looked more wonderful than he had ever been before.

Calipso turned ot leave, but Ginny caught her arm. "Calipso, I love him... please..."

Calipso reluctantly punctured her neck with her fangs. Ginny had thought being fed upon was addicting, but it was nothing like this. She needed blood. She suckled close to Calipso's new source of blood and felt her power grow. When she pulled away, her hair was a deep blood red, and her freckles had disappeared. Her eyes were a more beautiful grey, a more powerful look in her eye.

Draco kissed her deeply and gentlely, with more strength behind it than ever before.

He held her close. "Now we are the Perfect Picture."