Chapter two

A/N-----(Soz hun, but Vampires are part of the story! Thanx for all your reviews, they are much appreciated! Soz about the 'used magic' thing but I didn't know what curse he would use… I hoped no one would notice but ah well! As for Finchette Malfoy's remark… it wasn't just Crabbe and Goyle who tortured him, they are still as stupid as ever and about Lucius… u'll see! By the way, I hate the start of this chapter… the next one is where it all gets going so I'm kindda rushing this one to get the next one up soon, OK? Bring on the vampires!)

"Hiya!" Draco called as he pranced into the hospital wing and sat down beside Harry's bed.

Harry shuffled up the bed to sit up but winced in pain from his cracked ribs, which were still painful even though Madam Pomfrey fixed them and gave him pain-killers.  "Come to boast have you?"

"Hell yes!" Draco leaned back in the chair and put his feet up on the bed and put his arms behind his head.  He grinned.

"Nudge me when you're finished," Harry placed his pillow over his head and ears.

Draco laughed and took the pillow off him, hitting him over the head with it.  "I'm here to make sure that you haven't died on me after all I went through to keep you alive!"

"In other words you want to see how I am?" Harry raised an eyebrow.

"Sssh! Don't spread it around, I'm in enough trouble with the rest of the Slytherins as it is!" Draco grinned.

Harry snatched his pillow back and hit Draco with it before putting it behind his back. 

"I didn't ask for you to help us, you did that on your own so it's your own fault that they hate you."

"I didn't ask to be brought up by an evil bastard to be totally sinister and be respected by all the other Slytherins," Draco retaliated.

"If you were brought up to be evil and serve Voldemort, then why did you help us?"

Draco stared hard at Harry for a moment, "I knew you'd ask me that sooner or later.  I told Hermione why the other night and Ron doesn't want to know.  He thinks that this is all an act to get you to trust me so I can lead you to him and he can kill you.  He doesn't trust me," Draco sighed and stared at the ceiling.

Harry thought for a moment.  That's exactly what he was thinking but there was something about the look on Draco's face that crossed that conclusion out.  Then he remembered something that definitely crossed it out.

"Even though you risked your life saving him from that Deatheater?" Harry asked.

Draco's face screwed up and he sat up properly.  "That was no ordinary Deatheater, Potter…" Draco let his head drop onto the bed and what he said next came out in a mumble but Harry heard it fine and he was taken aback, "… that was my father… I'm now officially known as the outcast of the family! Not that I care or anything!"

Harry laughed shortly and shook his head, "I really don't understand you, Malfoy! You torture us for six years and then you decide to fight with us, care to explain?" he wanted to ignore what Draco had just said, he didn't want to go into that.

Draco sat back up and stared around the room to make sure that no one else was there before explaining.  "During the Christmas holidays, my father had a meeting with some of his fellow Deatheaters and they were talking about what would happen when you-know-who kills you… wasn't bright at all!"

"He let you in when they were talking about that?"

"Hell no! My father sends me to my room when he has those meetings, says that I 'wouldn't understand'.  I spied!"

"What would've happened?" Harry asked out of curiosity.

"All of the mudbl- sorry- muggle-borns will be wiped out, evil will take over Hogwarts then eventually the whole wizard world, muggles would be in danger… that sortta stuff.  All because you were the only defence against the heir of slytherin, you were the only thing stopping him!"

"Still doesn't make sense why you helped me.  I thought that's what you wanted to happen."

"I did but…"

"But…?"

"Firstly, You-know-who asked me to kill your Hermione and Weasley, I'm not like my father, I don't kill innocent people although I have been brought up to do that.  Torturing people is my limit! And You-know-who is always threatening me and ordering me to do things for him and, I'm fed up with it.  Why would I want to be on his side if I'm scared of him? I don't see the point! And I want revenge for him turning me into a flobberworm for not doing a job right!"

Harry sniggered then waited for a minute, "And… secondly?"

Draco looked at the ground, "You're gonna kill me for this…"

"Do I look like I'm in a state where I can kill you right now?"

"You can get me later."

"Just tell me, Malfoy!"

Draco took a big breath and thought about it, "Nope, not telling!" Draco got up and began to walk out.

"You know, I'm more likely to kill you if you don't tell me!" Harry called after him.

"If you kill me then you'll never know will you?" Draco replied just before he closed the door behind him.

Harry groaned and slid back down into the covers.

*~*~*~*

"Ron Weasly… C, Hermione Granger… B, Pansy Parkinson… A, Draco Malfoy… D…" Snape was giving back their end-of-year test papers.  Draco stared at the bold red 'D' that was written on the front cover of his test.

"What?!" he yelled throwing his paper down.

"Something wrong Mister Malfoy?" Snape droned.

Draco held his tongue against saying anything, it could start an argument.  He knew why Snape was doing this to him, Draco had deserted Slytherin for his Gryffindor friends and so Snape is treating him like a Gryffindor.  "Nothing sir," Draco answered through gritted teeth. "Nothing what-so-ever…" His eye twitched.

Hermione leaned over and whispered to him, "Welcome to our world! You'll get used to it."

"HEH!" Draco huffed.  "I am NOT looking forward to next year!"

*~*~*~*

"You know why I have called you here?"

"Not really master."

"I have a small job for you and I think you will rather enjoy it."

"Me? What do I have to do?"

"I have a little back stabber in my group and your job involves getting him back to me."

"What can I do?"

"I chose you for a reason you know… it's to get him to rejoin my side and never to turn back.  I know him too well and so I know that he will not return to me unless forced."

There was silence for a while.  "Ah…"

"Tonight… do it tonight."

"Why do you want him back?"

"I need supporters.  I need a large army.  I don't approve of traitors and I will teach him a lesson for what he has done."

"What does he look like? What's his name?"

"His name is Draco Malfoy, you really couldn't miss him.  He has hair that is as good as white and grey eyes."

"How do I get near him?"

"I don't care how you do it! Just do as I tell you!"

"Yes master."

*~*~*~*

"You're very quiet.  What's wrong?" Hermione asked Draco.  They were standing outside the Great Hall.  Hermione was waiting for Ron to tear himself away from his fan club inside and Draco was walking out when he decided to wait with her.

Draco sighed, "I'm scared to go home…"

"First time you have ever given me a straight answer!" She humoured but then she saw the look on his face and knew that he really was scared.  "Why?"

Again, Draco paused.  "Hermione, do you have any idea what my life is like back home on a normal basis?"

Hermione thought for a moment.  She had some idea that Draco's life at home would've been quiet good the way he was always going on about how big and luxurious his mansion is and that they have house elves doing all the work.  Although she had also thought that living with Lucius Malfoy would be a very traumatising experience seeing as he doesn't seem the nicest person to have lived.  "What?"

"If I do anything 'out of line' according to father then I get punished horribly.  Once I slid down the banister and I got locked up in the dungeon for five days for it! If I was to talk back, I get hit, if I was to continue standing up for myself, he uses the Cruciatus curse on me! Sometimes when he needs to let out some anger, who's the punch bag?" Draco pointed to himself.  "That's my life on normal terms… what's it going to be like now that I've turned my back on the dark side? I'll be begging to go to Hell by the end of it!"

Hermione was plainly horrified by this.  "Oh my God… Draco, why didn't you tell anyone?"

Draco just stared at her.  "Oh, that'll go down so well with my father won't it?"

"Then don't go home! Stay with me for the summer, I'm sure my parents won't mind.  They've let Harry and Ron stay before!"

Draco shook his head, "Thanks Hermione but my father seems to have a tracking device on me because he always finds me! I've run away before and, guess what? He found me! If he finds me with muggles… that'll just add to everything else…"

At that moment, Ron came out of the Great Hall with two seventh year Ravenclaws hanging on to one of his arms each. 

"I could get used to this!" he said to Hermione as he walked past.

Hermione sighed.  "Look, I'd better go and shrink Ron's head but I'll talk to you tomorrow.  And don't worry," she stroked the side of his face with her fingers, "everything will be okay!"

She began to walk away and Draco thought that now would be a good time to tell her.  To say why he couldn't stand the thought of Voldemort killing all the muggle-borns and why he had helped her.  "Hermione, I-" he started but Hermione cut in from the top of the main stair case.

"Tomorrow! We'll talk tomorrow!" And she was gone.

Draco sighed and kicked the wall before retreating down into the Slytherins dungeons.  He was just through the door when he remembered something.  Your books… you've left them in the Hall you idiot!

Draco groaned and walked back out and into the Great Hall.  It was now nearly empty and his books were still where he left them, for once the Slytherins hadn't hidden them on him.  Better watch out with these, they haven't hidden them so they must've cursed them!

He picked them up and turned around to see Hermione standing in front of him. 

"Hi Draco!" she said with a smile.

"…er… hi? Didn't you just…?" he pointed up and looked at her strangely.

"…er… no, well, I mean yes but I decided to come back down and tell you something," she stammered.

Draco nodded wearily, "Right… okay… tell me as we walk.  Did you take your necklace off?"

After the fight with Voldmeort, Draco had given Hermione a silver necklace with a small heart with a large cross stuck on the front of it as a pendant.  She loved it and said that she'd never take it off, yet, here she was without it.

"Necklace? Oh, I… er… had to take it off when I went for a bath in the prefect's bathroom.  I was scared of it coming off and losing it."

Draco smiled and nodded as he turned to walk out.  Hermione followed in a skip behind him, she stopped him when they got out into the Entrance Hall.  "I can't tell you everything here.  I've just come to tell you to meet me outside by the lake tonight at ten."

Hermione breaking curfew? "W-well, why can't you tell me here... now?"

"Because," she stepped closer to him and reached up to give him a kiss on his lips, "I don't just want to tell you things…" she smiled cheekily.

Draco was very taken aback by this and blinked a few times in case he had been dreaming, but he wasn't, Hermione was still standing there with her arms around him.  "O-okay… t-ten?" he stuttered.

"Yep, by the lake…" she tapped his nose with her finger and smiled at him again before running off up the stairs.

Draco still couldn't believe this but he just shook his head and carried on back down to the Slytherin Common room.  That girl's getting weirder by the day…

At that same time, Hermione was sitting in the common room thinking about that conversation with Draco while fidgeting with the necklace he had given her.  She thought about how she could help him instead of doing her homework.

Meanwhile, the Hermione he had just been talking to stopped at the door leading to Gryffindor tower.  She grinned evilly and her face grew paler, her eyes turned green rimmed with blood red, her lips looked bright red against her skin and her hair turned straight and black.  The girl chuckled evilly, "Foolish boy!" before disappearing in a wave of mist.

So? I'm rushing the start of this fic because it does have a lot of things happening after the vampires get started.  I hope I haven't put any of you off by the start of this chapter but you need to know it for the background of the story.  Read and review, even if you already did 4 chapter 1, I really do appreciate them! Chapter 3 should be up very soon, sorry this one was late but I had a few glitches to work out and stuff.  Bye!