Dark Slayer

Draco Malfoy was bathing in the midday sun near the school lake. "Isn't it good not to have pathetic Gryffindors swarming around" he was specifically talking about Harry, Ron and Hermione. "The sun is shining, the lake is clear and – wait a minute, what's that?"

He poked Crabbe in the stomach as he stood up. The lakes surface had started to ripple. At first he thought it was the giant squid that lived in the lake. What emerged was a young woman. She was petite in size and had long flowing blonde hair that was half pulled back. She was entirely dressed in red. Even gloves and boots.

She stepped onto the lake's embankment. She was bone dry even though she had just emerged from water. She looked around at her surroundings and fineally saw Draco, standing wide mouthed at her. He thought she was gorgeous.

She walked up to him, he realised what he was doing and turned to look for Crabbe who could be seen running back to the school in the distance. "Wuss" Draco muttered.

"You there! Human" The woman announced.

"Me?" Draco asked dazed.

"Yes you" She exclaimed.She grabbed his face and turned it to either side. Draco tried to struggle but she had great strength. "You are exactly what I'm looking for" she whispered smiling at him. Draco couldn't help but smile back.

She grabbed his neck and chin and twisted his head fiercely until there was a loud crack. She threw him into the lake and waited for several minutes.

Draco shot out of the water gasping for breath, although he didn't need it. He fumbled round and stood up. He waded through the water and climbed up the embankment, much more messily than the woman. He stood there extremely pissed off. "What do you think you were doing!" he shouted "you could of killed me!"

As he said this she laughed.

"What is so funny?" he felt to check his hair and then he felt that his face had changed. "what have you done?"

"I did kill you" she said "now you can live forever, as my spy."

"what do you mean?"

"You're a vampire Draco" she said as he tried to shake off his game face "of course you're no ordinary vampire, I mean you can survive sunlight and you weren't sired in the traditional sense. But all the same you are my vampire minion."

He tried to understand what she was saying but he was more concerned by the fact that he wanted to feed. He couldn't look at any of the students without thinking of then as lunch. He could also hear and feel everything. It was like he could never feel more alive.

"I want you to do a job for me" she said

"Anything master" he found himself saying without realising.

"I want you to go and kidnap someone close to the slayer"

"The slayer?" he asked. As she said this word he was filled with fear. The same as most people when Voldemort was mentioned.

"Hermione Granger, The Vampire Slayer" she added. "I believe you know her?"

"Yes" a smile spread across his face. "consider it done"

"Good boy, and you can also feed. Not on the chosen you understand."

"Yes your beautifulness" Draco thought quickly. He started to walk when he realised something. "I hope you don't mind me asking, but who are you?"

"I'm Buffy Summers" she turned as she said, "But you will know me as Satan.

Ginny and Neville were sat in the school library quizzing each other on potion ingredients.

Draco strolled into the library, looking pleased with himself. He had just tested his new vampire strength by throwing Pansy Parkinson across the Slytherin common room because she got in his way.

"Why if it isn't the Gryffindor idiots convention"

"Shut up Malfoy" Ginny snapped sourly.

"Watch your tongue Weasley" Draco threatened in retaliation.

"If you can see Malfoy, your cronies are no where to be seen." She added looking smug.

"well you see, I found my own strength so I fired them" as he said this he shot a glance at Neville and pinned him to the nearest bookshelf by his neck. Gasping for breath he tried to move but he couldn't.

"Watch your boyfriend die Weasley" Draco's face changed dramatically and he plunged his fangs into Neville's neck. His eyes widened as he felt his blood drain away. The feeling of the warm liquid sliding down his throat made him bite deeper. When he had finished he let Neville's limp body fall to the floor.

He turned to look at Ginny, he could smell her fear and he loved it. He grabbed her, "you smell delicious" he whispered through blood stained fangs. Sniffing her neck as she whimpered. "Lucky for you, you're not going to die yet." He pushed her to the floor and picked her up by her hair. "My master would like a little chat with you".