Vampire Love

By sorrow angel

Pairings: Draco/Harry

Harry woke up the next day feeling as if a large burden has been lifted of his chest. He then remembered last night's events, he had told Draco about his childhood. He was surprised that he had told Draco about it, since he had not been able to tell it, even to Ron and Hermione.

Draco had been so gentle yesterday. He seemed to be a totally different person, no longer the one who insulted him every time he saw Harry, but almost like a lover. Lover? Harry blinked at the thought. Were him and Draco lovers? They had kissed, and quite a passionate one, I must add. But they had not gone beyond that.

Harry was broken out of that thought by a knock on his bedroom door. "Harry? Are you ready?" Draco's voice was heard.

"Give me a moment." Harry quickly got out of bed and got ready for the day.

Draco was already dressed in his robes when Harry came to the living room. The silver-eyed boy smiled at him and they began to make their way to the Great Hall. Once they were right in front of the door, Harry started to feel nervous. Draco noticed it and pulled him into his embrace. Harry was a little surprised at this.

"Don't worry, we'll face it together."

Harry felt greatly comforted by his words and nodded. After he was released, he took a deep breath and pushed the door opened. The whole Great Hall fell into silence as t turned towards the door.

The pair braced themselves for reactions, if any. They could hear some students whispering, "Why are they together? Where were they the whole day yesterday?"

They ignored it and made their way to the Gryffindor table where Ron and Hermione were sitting. Harry was trying his best to ignore Mr and Mrs Malfoy who were sitting at the Teacher's table. Hermione smiled at the both of them when they sat down opposite her, while Ron did the same but scowled at Malfoy. Harry smiled back.

"Miss Granger." Malfoy greeted and he paused for a while before adding, "Mr. Weasley." Draco explained when he saw the surprised look on his face. "I don't want to make things difficult for Harry." The vampire just started on his breakfast.

All went well until something disrupted the peace.

Out of nowhere, seven glass shards flew directly towards Harry. Draco immediately pulled his mate towards him, but three of the glass shards had hit their target. Leaving three deep cuts on Harry's left arm, which caused the blood to steep down his arm.

"Harry!" Ron, Hermione and Draco called out in union.
Ron and Hermione rushed to his side, while Draco held him tighter.

The Great Hall was soon filled with noise. The rest of the Gryffindors tried to get close to Harry but the presence of the vampire made them hesitant to do so.

"Harry, are you all right?" Hermione asked worriedly as she examined his arm.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Harry tried to ensure them when he saw the worried looks on their faces.

He turned around and saw Draco looking like it was the end of the world.

"Draco, I'm fine." But Draco was not listening. He felt the rage boil up in him.

Someone had dared hurt his mate.

Someone had dared hurt Harry.

He looked around and fixed his gaze on the Ravenclaw table. His eyes narrowed as he let out a soft growl. He ignored the hand that was holding him back as he walked to the table. Draco went to one person and grabbed him by the neck. He was easily lifted off the ground by his vampire strength.

Harry recognized the person as Chris, a sixth year Ravenclaw.

Some of the Ravenclaw girls screamed when Chris was lifted up. He tried to struggle out of Draco's grip but failed and shook at the murderous look in his eyes.

"How dare you hurt Harry..." Draco said in a deadly whisper. His anger was rising with every passing minute. He wanted to make this person feel pain for hurting his mate. The silver-eyed boy tightened his grip around Chris's neck.

Every student in the Great Hall was panicking and wondering the same thing: Why wasn'tDumbledore and the other professors doing anything? Were they going to let the Slytherin kill someone?

Of course they weren't. None of the professors had moved because Dumbledore had given them strict order not to interfere if something like this was to happen. He knew the consequences of stopping a vampire from protecting his mate.

Mr and Mrs Malfoy looked had at first looked proud at their son when they felt the deadly aura produced from him, but now they were slightly worried. They had never seen an enrage vampire before, and they knew no one would be able to stop him once his anger was released.

"You-you can't...kill me...you'll be put to Az...kaban..." Chris tried to take in as much air as he could.

A smirk appeared on Draco's face, but it did not reach his eyes.

"I won't. A vampire is pardoned from this law as it has the right to protect its mate."

Once again, the hall was dead silent.

Just when everyone thought it was over, Draco felt someone pulling his arm.

"Draco, forget it. Let him go."

Draco turned and saw Harry's pleading look. His anger immediately vanished and his features softened. He let go of Chris as the boy lay on the floor gasping for breath.

"I'm letting you go for the sake of Harry, but if you touch him again, I'll not hesitate to kill you."

Draco silently took Harry's right hand and led him out of the Great Hall and towards the Hospital Wing, while Chris's eyes remained on the couple.

After the couple had left, the Headmaster stood up and spoke.

"Yes, as you all have heard, Mr Malfoy is a vampire and Harry is his mate. I would suggest to all of you not to hurt Harry if you do not wish to die painfully. Vampires will not be put to Azkaban if they were to kill someone. That would be 150 points from Ravenclaw. That's all, please continue with your meals."

The whole school soon went back to their meals, but were also talking among themselves about what had happened. Ron and Hermione went back to their seats and continued eating. Both of them were thinking the same thing.

Harry will be very safe will Malfoy.

At the Hospital Wing, things were much less tense. Harry was sitting on the hospital bed with Draco by his side. Madam Pomfey had healed the wounds, saying that if he came any later, he'd have lost his left arm. She wanted Harry to stay for a while to ensure that he was all right.

Harry had not talked to Draco since they left the hall and the blond thought that he was angry. He didn't want his mate to be upset with him, so he wrapped his arms loosely around Harry's waist, and rest his forehead against Harry's.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you angry."

Harry sighed and wrapped his arms around Draco's neck. He looked into the silver eyes before saying.

"I'm not angry. I just don't like it when you're like that."

Draco brushed his lips against Harry's before firmly placing it there. He ran his tongue along the roof of Harry's mouth before demanding entry. It was immediately granted and he started to savour the taste of vanilla and mint.

He deepened the kiss which caused Harry fell onto his back with the vampire half on top of him. Harry made the whimpering sound, and before Draco could stop himself, he had already unbuttoned Harry's robes before sliding his hand underneath the white blouse.

The skin was softer and smoother than what he thought. He ran his hand across his abdomen before moving northwards. Draco teased one of Harry's nipples, which caused a groan of pleasure to escape from his mouth.

Soon, the need of air became so great that they broke the kiss. Harry was now flushed and gasping for breath, but that did not stop Draco's ministrations. He continued kissing and licking his way down his throat and onto his chest. He nipped the other nipple, teasing before sucking it while keeping his other hand on the other.

Harry mewed in pleasure and weakly clawed his hands on Draco's back. Draco felt that his pants were too tight as he continued to pleasure his mate.

After what seemed like hours, Harry finally was able to find his voice.

"Dra- Draco...we should...stop..."

Draco looked into the emerald eyes before nodding. Harry sat backup and quickly buttoned his blouse and made himself look more decent, while Draco tried to concentrate on other things, other than Harry, to calm himself down.

He knew that if Harry had not stopped him, he would most probably have ripped off his mate's clothes and mated with him.

Just then, Madam Pomfrey entered the room.

"All right, Mr Potter. You can leave now."

With that, He and Draco left the Hospital Wing. They decided to skip the rest of the classes as they had already missed half of them. They walked back to their room, not noticing a pair of eyes watching them as they turned a corner.

As time passed by, Harry and Draco's relationship became closer and both boys falling more and more for each other. Soon it was nearing to Draco's birthday, which was also his mating season.

Harry walked over to the couch where Draco was lying, panting slightly.

"Draco, are you sure you're all right?" Harry asked worriedly.

"Yeah...I'm fine. You shouldn't be so close to me."

"What difference does it make?"

/It makes all the difference in the world. It's a lot more tempting to pin you to the ground and ravish you senselessly./

But Draco was smart enough to keep his mouth shut. He could clearly remember the first time he drank Harry's blood. It was so sweet that he almost lost his senses. To make matters worse, Harry had moaned out Draco's name, which ended up more than just drinking of blood. But of all the time, his parents had to picked that time to visit the couple. He had almost shouted at his parents in frustration.

Well, you can't blame him. It was the second time he had almost mated with his mate.

Draco groaned. Thinking about that incident was causing his desire to rise. He went to his room and shut the door before Harry could even think about following.

It went on until Draco's birthday. He wouldn't let Harry enter his room, but Harry was too stubborn for his own good. He had tried hexing the door down, which failed because a spell had be put up. Draco knew his mate too well.

Draco lay on his bed, now gasping for breath. His desire was now at its peak and was very difficult to control. Sure, he had managed through five years before, but not once has his mate been so close to him. Harry was just on the opposite side of the door.

/Just open that damn door and you'll see your object of desire there. Then you can ravish him senselessly!/

That's what his body was telling him but his mind was telling him that if he did that, Harry may end up hating him, which he did not want to happen.

While Draco's mind and body were quarrelling, Harry slipped into his room, without any noise. He walked towards Draco and kneeled down by his bedside.

"Draco."

Draco's eyes snapped opened and saw emerald eyes staring back at him.

He was about to ask Harry what the hell was he doing here when he felt a pair of lips over his. That was it. Draco's self-control snapped. He grabbed Harry's arm and flipped him onto the bed and rolled over him, pinning him nicely underneath him.

He crushed his lips onto Harry's. His desire was taking control over him, that he just forced his way into Harry's mouth, causing his mate to moan in pleasure.

He broke the kiss and looked down at Harry breathlessly.

"Once I start, I'll no longer stop. Are you sure you want to do this?"

Although as much as he wanted, he didn't want to force himself onto Harry. Harry just looked at him and nodded.

With the approval from his mate, he crushed his lips over Harry's again as he ripped off Harry's clothes and shrugged of his. His hands started to roam his mate's body, causing him to arch up to his touch, which brought a brush to their harden arousal.

Draco lay on top of Harry, trying to catch his breath. It was the first time in his life he felt happy that he had to go through the mating season.

After his breathing had returned to normal, he looked down at his mate whose eyes were half closed. Under the moonlight, he looked like an angel.

"Harry?

"Hmm?"

"...Do you want to bond with me?"

"You mean as in biting me?" Harry was slightly more awake now.

"Well, I'm not going to..." Before Draco could finish, Harry had put his finger on his lips, silencing him.

"If I do that, will you stay with me forever?"

"Forever." Was the last thing Harry heard before he felt a pain on his neck.

In somewhere in Hogwarts, a figure was smiling in the shadows.

"If I can't have you, no one will."

TBC