Author: DeadRoseBlush
Title: The Ties That Bind Us
Chapter: Three- Invisible, Don't We Wish We Were
Disclaimer: look at the first chapter; I don't own anything from Buffy, Harry Potter, and the rest of it is mine.
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Buttery beams of light streamed in through the shades of the dorm like room. I sat up and yawned; I stretched and cracked every joint I could. The pops filled the room as a musical with no tune, as they faded I got up and looked for Liam. He was no where in sight. I shrugged on a robe, meaning an actual robe, and headed to the common room. Willow stood there looking at her watch. "Oh! You're up! Finally. I thought you would never get up."
"What time is it?" she glanced at her watch.
"Time for breakfast." She turned and walked to the portrait hole. I followed as my stomach gave a loud rumble. I glowered and ran after Willow who was halfway down the long hall. Thank the gods and goddesses for the Slayer speed. By the time I met her we were already to the "Great Hall", as Willow called it. Inside there was a higher table where teachers were sitting. I glanced about. There were four other larger tables. Above them were the House banners. Slytherin's had a snake and in the background green and silver. Gryffindor was a lion with red and gold. Hufflepuff's was a badger, with black and yellow. And finally Ravenclaw was an eagle with blue and black. (A/N: I can't remember Ravenclaw's, and I'm too lazy to look it up.)
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Dawn was sitting at the Gryffindor table talking to Liam and three other people I didn't recognize. I strode over and straddled the bench. I gave a small smile but didn't speak as I stuffed a piece of bacon into my mouth.
The two boys stared and the girl glanced at me. She smiled and stuck out her hand.
"Hermione Granger." She said. I took her hand a rush went through me. The words burst out before I could stop them.
"'Ello, Love, you have such a pretty little spark, so bright. You have the sight. You've got a little star of power inside of you. And 'im, he's floating all about you, weaving his wicked spell on you. Miss. Edith says to be careful because you'll hurt, you'll hurt so much more. Miss. Edith says that you should stop with your sorrow and sing a song joy, Black haired lad. Joy! Don't become broody like Angelus; Angelus doesn't want to play with Miss. Edith and me anymore. You will come into your power and you will be great, beautiful with power and meaning. I see such sadness upon you but rejoice for the Black isn't dead just trapped. So trapped and stuck in between, he's floating about you trying to tell you but you ignore it. Lad wake up and live for joy, there should be no more sorrow. You will be helpful and great, know throughout the world, a Weasel turned savior." I said it in an insane rush and when I was done I gasped and covered my mouth. Dawn stared at me, fear in her blue eyes. It had gone quiet in the Great Hall and I felt sick. Drusilla. It all came down to her. Before I was even aware of it Angel had hauled me up and dragged me out shouting that no one interrupts our conversation. The sickness rose in my stomach and I forced myself not to puke.
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He grasped my shoulders and his fingers bit painfully into them.
"You spoke like her, why?" he asked, his voice held pain and anger.
"I-She- she and Darla, their souls, they are the core of my wand. And if I touch my wand I channel them, kind of. Only I don't have my wand with me, so I think that whole Insane-Babble-On-Destiny-stuff is gonna happen when I touch someone. Well maybe." He looked stricken.
"It's a curse, one no one should be burdened with." when he said that his voice held a trace of a Colin Farrell Irish brogue. I looked up at him and for the first time since I met him I had not saw the monster that lurked beneath him, I had not saw that old wisdom. But instead I had seen a torn broken man, a man trying to atone for his sins, I saw a man who didn't want others to be afflicted with a curse, I saw a man who held a curse with him and knew the burden it came with. It was something I could relate to.
"It's a curse and a burden." I finally said. He nodded and took a step away from me. But before he did I had caught a familiar scent. Drusilla? Buffy? I couldn't tell, for all I knew it was Xander's scent, but I couldn't tell.
"It's a curse that will probably stay with you for the rest of your life." He sounded forlorn and angry. He sighed. "Let's go back inside. No doubt you are hungry."
"Isn't it dangerous for you to be walking around in sunlight?"
"No. The windows here are enchanted so I can walk around with no problems."
"Cool deal." I said, "You come and work for us and we let you be in the sunlight for some time."
"Yes, I suppose." He said with a small smile fixed on his face.
I walked in. Dawn shot me a slightly terrified look. The two boys and Hermione looked a little more then freaked out. My blood froze and I stopped, Angel placed a hand on my back urging me forward. I sat down and didn't speak.
"So……………" I finally said. Dawn jerked her head to me.
"You spoke like her. You said things she would have said. You were speaking like Drusilla!" she said accusingly.
"My wand, its core is two vampire's soul entwined. Drusilla and Darla."
"But why did you-?"
"Speak like her? I don't know, I guess I share a close connection to her and I channel her. Last night, when I started freaking out, that was when she and Darla started to inhabit my body and mind. It was like I was taken to another dimension; they were inside of me. Now I have part of them with me." I said, I was partially guessing and leaving out the truth. My vampire side had bonded with them. Neither boy spoke.
"Vampires souls?" Hermione spoke.
"Yeah."
"Why would a wand with vampires souls respond to you? In fact I never knew they used souls as cores." I shrugged rare, whoo-hoo.
"Well, mine I guess was an exception." I said lamely. There are always, always, exceptions to rules. No matter what.
No one spoke for several minutes. Then finally the redhead spoke up.
"So. Uh. My name is Ron Weasley." He said. The black haired boy looked up,
"Harry Potter." I glanced at the boy, the person I was to protect. Could I pull through? I banished the thought from my mind.
"Nice to meet the one whom I am supposed to protect. Evelyn Rachael Kogo, call me Rae." I said. Their eyes went wide.
"Protect?" Ron said incredulously. Obviously he was thinking that while I may be slightly muscular I could never protect anyone.
"I know, I know, it's hard to believe that me someone so slight could hold my own in a fight but believe when I get knocked down I get up again." I winked, I couldn't help but at the small innuendo there. Ron's heart thudded faster. Harry started to sweat slightly. Teenagers. I rolled my eyes at Dawn and she broke into a wide grin.
"So, Hermione, you're the girl I'll be bunking with then?"
"Oh yes, and poor Ron, he has to bunk with Draco Malfoy."
"Surely he can't be that bad." I said.
"Oh he's absolutely horrible."
"And don't call me Shirley!" Dawn and I said loudly causing several people to look at us as if we were insane. Xander however was giggling madly. I shot him a grin and turned to Ron and Harry.
"So what's up with you two? Any interesting interests?" Hermione groaned.
"You can drown her with Quidditch later, right now I think she needs to have some girl talk with Dawn and me, plus Professor Dumbledore wanted to see us." She grabbed my hand and Dawn grabbed my other and I burst into a chorus.
"We're off to see that wizard! The wonderful wizard of Oz! Because, because, because, he's a wonderful wizard if there ever was!" we sang out. I grinned, that song applied to all life situations, I swear to it. We skipped up to the Head Table and Dumbledore got up.
"Excuse me but I believe I have some business to attend to. Miss Rosenburg, would you join me?"
"Sure." Willow chirped and got up. I breathed a sigh of relief; somehow the thought of Willow with us was comforting. She was a goddess, a pure, white beautiful goddess. She told me that she was the one who activated all of the Potentials. She was definitely a very good person.
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By now we were in a private room, there was a circle drawn with a small "door." I frowned, "And this is for?"
"To catch up both you and Dawn. Liam couldn't join us. He and Angel were talking about cars. He said he would join us after you two were done." I rolled my eyes, what was with Liam and cars? I would never know.
"I like to call this the Vulcan Mind Meld; it's more of a Wiccan thing." She said, "Now I want all of you to drink this. And bath and then put on those robes." Dumbledore and Willow left the room. I looked at the goblet and grimaced before pinching my nose.
"Bottoms up!" I said and drank it. To say the least it was disgusting, and immediately afterward I had to puke. Only I couldn't, there was no puking for me. Dawn started to dry heave over the toilet and Hermione had turned a slight green color. I frowned and glanced at the three warm steaming tubs. No more modesty. I stripped off my pants first. Hermione's eyebrows rose.
"What are you-?"
"I'm doing what Willow told me to do." I said, stating the obvious and without blinking pulled my shirt over my head. Dawn had turned from the toilet and studied my body.
"Nice, you work out don't you?" she asked.
"Nope, never." I joked lightly, Dawn grinned and gave a "Yeah, sure" look. Dawn shimmed out of her pants and pulled her shirt over her head. She blushed slightly. I raised an eyebrow. "You have been hiding that nice body under those baggy clothes? You must work out to get that." She shrugged secretively. While I was more, erm, voluptuous, Dawn still had a nice rack. Cough. She seemed just as fit as I was.
"Yeah I know." She smiled and we looked expectantly at Hermione, Brits were definitely more modest then us Americans. Hermione flushed a delicate red and sputtered.
"C-can you turn a-around?" she asked. I looked at Dawn and raised an eyebrow.
"Oh come on Hermione, we are all women here, I have two little sisters and mother, I think I've seen every body there is to see. Well then again there was that vampire who was stripping for me while I was tied up; well actually it was more like for her Sire……" I trailed off and forced myself to look sheepish. Dawn giggled and Hermione flushed a deeper red.
"Yeah Herm, I have Buffy for a sister, she isn't exactly what you would call figure challenged. And Anya, she isn't, wasn't too discreet………… Willow would sometimes walk around in her underwear. I'm used to it. Plus all of those SIT's helped me with modesty too." Dawn gave a shrug. Whoa. Hermione finally acquiesced and first shrugged off her long robe. Then she carefully pulled her shirt and vest over her head. I gaped.
"Wow, Herm. Who would've known you were built under those robes and fussy British clothing. It really doesn't flatter your figure." She flushed.
"I know but I don't want guys dating me because I have a nice rack and body but because I am smart." She said. "I want people to take me seriously." I smirked.
"Girl, look at Dawn and I, we are both very un-figure challenged, and we deal, plus you have to force people to understand that you are serious." Hermione gave a small smile and shimmed out of her skirt and stockings. I smiled, "Better, you know to help with modesty you should go to nude beaches and skinny dipping. Nude beaches no one cares because even the ugly bodied people are walking around letting it all show. I went to one once. It was interesting and I got to see a lot." (A/n: it's against my nature to skirt around things, I have to say things very bluntly, how else are people gonna get it? If you don't like how I do things, tough. If you have a complaint just e-mail me at DeadRoseBlush13@yahoo.com. Have fun!)
Hermione flushed at my suggestion, "No I don't think I could do that, maybe skinny dipping but not nudist beaches". We all kept are underwear on as we stepped over to the baths. They were huge, long and tall, reaching almost my waist, and being that longer then I was tall. I giggled and motioned for them to turn as I stripped my underpants off and went thigh deep into the almost scalding water. I took off my bra and sank into the inviting water. "Ahh……………" I moaned out. Hermione and Dawn followed my example. Salts scratched my bottom and sprig of herbs I could not identify for the life of me floated about. The best thing was the bubbles. I let out sighs and moans of pleasure.
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Two hours past and finally the water had grown cold. I stepped out and pulled on a towel. The warm cotton of the towel soaked up the cold water and I glanced at the robe I was given. It was made of thin material, silk, red silk. Sewn onto the silk in many colors were runes and symbols. I slipped it over my head and looked into the mirror. My long black hair hung in thick twisted cords. My bangs still had some of their bounce and my skin had a flushed pink color to it. I smiled. Hermione wore a green robe and Dawn wore a blue robe.
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Willow had us seated in a circle. Our hand grasping the others. Slowly we fell into each other mind. Me into Hermione's, Hermione into Dawn's, and Dawn into mine. I observed her memories. Her sisterly love toward Harry and her overwhelming fondness toward Ron, she obviously liked him a lot. I watched as I wandered through her memories, I picked flowers from her field of knowledge. I felt Dawn's presence in my mind and knew she was soaking up my past and knowledge. Minutes, maybe hours later I was soaking up Dawn knowledge and past like a sponge, while she feasted on Hermione's and Hermione drank from mine. It was swirls of color and dusty tomes to me. I absorbed all of it so quickly that I was left to wander around for what seemed like an hour or two while they still drank on.
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I pulled away from Dawn's mind as I felt Hermione pull from mine. Willow sat near us. Her hair a white halo and her eyes a crystal blue. The white light around her faded out.
"Welcome back from the Netherworld." She joked. I stood and felt a wave of nausea pass over me. I steadied myself on the bathtub. My stomach twisted and turned toward the toilet. I dry heaved a few times.
I straightened and wiped my hand across my mouth. Dawn looked a little pale but nothing worse. "Damn I am so hungry, when's dinner around here?" I asked. Willow smiled and titled her head, thinking.
"In an hour or so. You three go ahead and go back to your rooms and get dressed. And then come back to the Great Hall." We nodded and she went. The moment she was gone Hermione attacked me with questions.
"What the hell did I see? Did I see you as goddess and a youkai?" I nodded dumbly. Dawn backed away.
"You don't need to fear me. Glorificus was an idiot, plus she was from a different dimension. I'm from here and I'm not an idiot. Plus I was like that a very long time ago. I'm not that now. I don't have my powers only an imprint that my other selves left on me."
"Still you would use me! Glory was nice as Ben but she was real bitch, you're nice but how am I supposed to know if your other half turns out to be a real bitch?"
"Look, Key, why would I want to use you anyway, that would be the biggest act of idiocy I could ever do. Do I really look like some stupid blonde bitch? I told you! I can't even do anything like that anymore!" I asked, placing my hands on my hips. Dawn flushed.
"I'm sorry…………… I just, Glory kind of screwed up my whole outlook on goddesses."
"It's all right, I understand. I-what I did to get kicked out." I shook my head, "It was idiocy, and I was very stupid. I was only 523 years old." Hermione glanced at me.
"Well you don't look a day over 18." Hermione said with a grin. I gave a small chuckle and Dawn a giggle.
"Please, I'll explain things later. I just need to sort things out. I'll explain everything someday just not now, please don't tell anyone."
"Not even Buffy?"
"Buffy can know and so can Giles, but no one else." Hermione nodded and left. Dawn and I left but when we got to my door of my room she turned.
"You were right." She said quietly.
"Huh?"
"About Angel, he was really bad a few decades ago and he was known as Angelus back then. But now…………… well when you fill me in I'll fill you in." she grinned at me and left. I frowned; I was right but what about Liam? I threw my thoughts away and went to my room to pick the perfect outfit to impress all of the new boys I would be meeting later. British boys, I decided, had to be delicious, Prince William and Orlando Bloom? How could they not be?
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I was decked out in my favorite outfit. I slipped on my combat boots, never go without steel toe. I grasped my stake, the one that Liam hand carved for me, it was long and thin and I used it to tie my hair up into a bun. My mother had flooed us are possessions this morning. She had come I could sense her She was down in the great hall.
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I squared my shoulders and walked as calmly as I could into the Great Hall. My mother glanced up and met my eyes. She gave a smile. "Rae. I am happy that you are well. That Mind sharing can be tiring, but you have recovered well."
"Well you know me!" I chirped happily. Thrill ran through my body and I smiled. Professor McGonagall strolled up to me.
"Evelyn-."
"Rae."
"*SIGH* Rae, Dawn, and Liam. Follow me. Liam, since you never got around to it, tomorrow you will get to it." She gave him a stern look and we followed her out. We stood at a staircase waiting. I looked at my watch and tapped it.
"Damnit! My watch isn't working!" I whined.
"Sucks for you." Dawn said. I grinned.
"I never liked time." I said with a smirk, my double meaning clear to her. Just then the doors burst open. People pushed through. I noted that they had to be from 12-17. My eyes caught the brilliant blue of another's. My breath spilled from my lungs. Fire rushed through my veins. My heart thudded faster and I felt as though a vampire had backed me against the wall and was ready to sink his/her teeth into my sweet flesh. The adrenaline surged through my veins, and I felt ready for a fight, eager for a fight. I gave a small-strangled cry. And I felt Dawn shift to look at me. "Rae?" the spell cast around us broke and brought my eyes to Dawn's stormy blue.
"I'm fine, I just-."
"Felt something," she lowered her voice, "I felt it too with Harry this morning, like a jolt of adrenaline?" I nodded my head and turned my eyes to the boy. He had white blonde hair that was slicked back with more gel then Angel's. He was tall and obviously filling out beneath those loose robes. I gave a small groan as the surge of people pushed their way past, their magic crackling the air and making me a little more then uneasy. There was so much darkness. I had to suck in my breaths to not suffocate under the stifling of all the black magic. I could feel my vampire side starting to get jumpy and excited. My slayer was ready for a fight. Drusilla and Darla were giddy off all of the darkness. I pushed everything down and tore through my façades to find my face a blank neutral one. I placed it on like a mask and Dawn seemed to sense what I was sensing since she had found her own. Liam remained blissfully clueless, until on particularly dark person brushed against him. He grimaced and shifted his face dropping into nothing.
The last of the students trickled in and I stood there waiting. For what I didn't know. Until some wet 11 year olds burst in. They looked tired and worn. I blanked out what Minerva said but managed to retain it in my memory for later use. I only moved when Minerva did. I glared at some First years and scared them senseless. Liam had managed to step on my toe without me noticing much to my disappointment. Dawn managed to glare at me for glaring at them.
We followed Minerva into the Great Hall and she pulled out with a flourish an ugly old hat. It opened at the brim and began to sing. Honestly, the craziest thing I have ever seen. I didn't listen to the jumble of words but I paid apt attention when Minerva started to call up people. "Alory, Sun!" the hat was put on her head and seconds later the hat shouted.
"RAVENCLAW!" I blinked whatever. Minutes ticked by and finally they got to the K's. I waited. They went onto the L's. Oh so Dumbledore was gonna make a big deal out of this. Okay, I can play that game. Soon Dawn, Liam, and I were the only ones left on the floor. Students looked at us curiously. Dumbledore stood.
"I am pleased to say that we have exchange students from the West Coast of America! Please welcome them kindly! Professor you may begin." Minerva smiled.
"Kogo, Liam!" Liam strode forward. His back straight, he was confident I could feel it oozing off of him. He sat down and the hat fell perfectly on his head. A few moments went by. I could hear the hat whisper to him.
"Hmmm, yes plenty of courage, but you're part vampire. Hmmm, interesting. Very cunning and quick. You could be great in Slytherin, but you care not for glory and fame. You are smart but Ravenclaw is not your house. Your human outweighs your evil, you have a soul. Well then it had better be……………" it announced to the rest of the hall.
"GRYFFINDOR!" I smiled and the Lion House roared with applause.
"Kogo, Evelyn!" I was smooth with my walking, quick and graceful. I kept my face neutral and felt a shudder of Drusilla hissing her way into my thoughts through the wand that I carried in my pocket. I felt the hat on my head and it spoke to me in the same silky voice it used with Liam.
"A fighter, you are strong. Wicked in heart and mind but you've got yourself torn in half, part of you wants the darkness the other part of you wants the light. You have a long path ahead of you. You would be the greatest of all Slytherin; you would be very great. Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw will only weigh you down. Gryffindor is for the brave and the fearless. And Slytherin is for the cunning and the smart. Who do you think you are?"
"I think I am both but neither." I answered.
"Hehehe, you are a clever one. The vampire and demon in you will eventually take over but for now let's make it………"
"GRYFFINDOR!" it shouted. The hall was silent then snapped out of their stupor. The Slytherin's looked angry at losing me to the Lighter half of the room. Everyone applauded.
"Luck," I whispered to Dawn as I passed.
"Summers, Dawn!" The hat was dropped on her head. It said basically the same as it did for Liam and me, and shouted not very enthusiastically to the crowd.
"GRYFFINDOR!" it shouted and Dawn basically ran and hugged the hell out of me. I grinned at her, my mind being plagued by what the hat had said. I was darkness, made from it and formed into a human. I grimaced and pushed the thought away, and I wondered where I was supposed to stay.
Leaning over to Hermione, I wanted to ask her but I got distracted and I ended up taking the stake out of my hair when a few wisps fell out of place. My mind was far from my question when I saw that boy again. I felt my stomach drop as I felt Drusilla start to emerge. I fought her down but felt the urge to go out and beat some vampire ass, right about now. Dumbledore gave small speech, which I kind of ignored. He was done and with a little flourish he said, "Tuck in!" and food appeared on my plate. I admit I jumped a little when a whole plate of French fries and ranch dressing appeared on my plate. I took a sip of the drink and was happy to find that it was Vanilla Coke. I ate my fries dutifully and promised to have an oriental salad tomorrow.
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My body was weary from holding back when I normally just jumped up and went to slay and I felt dizzy with exhaustion, but I knew I wouldn't get any sleep tonight. Tonight I would wander the forest, hunting for baddies and relish this feeling. I felt like someone had knocked me on the base of my skull with a hammer. My eyes started to sting and I could feel burning in my veins. Thankfully, Dumbledore has dismissed us, and I headed with Hermione to the tower for the Head Boys and Girls. My body thrummed and I could tell that if anyone could sense my aura it would be glowing.
We had arrived at the door and Hermione was tapping her foot impatiently. Ron rushed up. "Sorry, I got kind of lost." He said and flushed.
"Malfoy should be here soon and then we can pick a pass word." Hermione said. I felt darker power from somewhere behind me and turned. Nothing, yet. Seconds later the guy with the piercing blue eyes strolled around the corner and stopped in front of us. I sized him up, a lot of dark energy but he could be salvaged. I met his gaze.
"Evelyn Rachael Kogo. Call me Rae." I knew my Slayer side as Rachael and Evelyn was my forbidden vampire side. He gave a small smirk.
"That's a lot of names for someone so small and insignificant. The name is Draco Malfoy." Behind me I heard Ron say with a snicker.
"Ferret is good to." Draco flushed angrily and snapped at Ron.
"Stow it Weasel!" I frowned.
"I don't get an animal name?" I asked feigning hurt. Draco frowned and then spoke.
"Fine you can have one," he frowned pausing for a second before finally speaking, "Screw it, why should I come up with a nickname for a Yank?"
"Password?" the portrait asked then giggled. Words automatically sprang from my mouth
"Boca Del Inferno." I said without a thought.
"Mouth of hell?" Ron asked.
"Don't ask." The picture swung open and I climbed through happily. I trudged over the trunk that sat in the middle of the room and flung it open. My axes, swords, and various other weapons lay there, lovingly packed. I gave a small grim smile and picked up the sword that had been given to me by my Watcher, he was a good man. The sword was long and a wicked red/silver. The handle was black with inlayed silver and garnets. I twirled it and did a fancy trick I had seen on PotC.
"You know how to sword fight?" Ron asked. I gave a small nod and tried to push down the fluttering in my stomach when Draco spoke up.
"Why would you even need to know?" he asked in that annoying drawl of his.
"Well, Peroxide Prince, incase you haven't noticed these times are Dark and getting Darker. Plus it came with the job description."
"Huh?" Ron said confused, Hermione winked at me, and Draco growled.
"This is my natural color!"
"Of course it is." I acquiesced. He stomped up the stairs and glared at the portrait blocking the room and then he whispered something to it. It swung open and he turned back to me.
"Yank, I'd be careful of what you say! My father is a powerful man-."
"Blah, blah, blah, and my father is a blood sucking asshole. Figuratively." Much. I have to say that no one but Ron looked amused.
"What's that supposed to mean, Yank?"
"Meaning my dad no, no, wait, I could kick your dad's ass if I wanted to," I know that cheap and immature and childish, I couldn't help it though. Even without all of this extra power running through my veins I could definitely kick his ass. I winced slightly and felt an adrenaline rush coming on. "Look I gotta jet, don't wait up for me." I swung the sword back into it proper sheath and started toward the door.
"Where do you think you're going?" They chorused at me. I grimaced.
"Well, children, I am going to go and do my sacred duty and protect your asses from the nasties out there. You got any problems with that?"
"Just who the hell do you think you are?" Draco spat out I frowned.
"The Chosen one," I finally said and turned toward the door. I turned back having one last think to say "Oh and by the way, Malfoy, I'm probably more significant then you." He growled and I gave a satisfied smirk and left. I felt good right now. I felt powerful. Hermione grabbed my arm and whispered the password to our room in my ear.
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I trudged back to the dorm and climbed through it. I was sated from my fights; I had fought and had loved every minute of it. The sword was resting on my shoulder and I whistled the theme to The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly. Two vampires and one demon, although I am not sure what kind it was, were slayed this night. Slim pickings in my opinion. When I walked into the dorm it was a peaceful quiet and breathed deeply. Home for now.
My thoughts went to Draco; something about him reminded me of my dream. The dream was muddled now so I dismissed it and went to my more troubling thoughts. It was hard, I admit, that I could be something so terrible that I could betray others. I wouldn't let that happened. I went to Hermione's and my dorm but someone was already in my bed. Ron. I sighed; he hated Malfoy enough to not even bother sharing a room. Well as long as they didn't do anything that could get anyone pregnant I was fine with the arrangement. But for now I wanted a bath, a nice long bath. I was covered from head to toe in demon gore.
The bathtub was larger then the one I had bathed in earlier this day, almost like a Jacuzzi maybe a bit bigger. I ran it full of water and tried different scents finally deciding on the green tea scent. I sank into the tub and sighed. It was a long day and I could feel the persistent bugging of important thoughts on my mind. Angel he smelled familiar but who did he smell like? It felt so familiar and comforting, but why couldn't I figure it out. I moved onto the next thought, Draco. Dreaded Draco. Although he was beyond hot he was too much of a punk ass for me. Personally I could care less about the jerk because I had better things on my mind, but what can I say abusive men and jerks and bad boys have always attracted me. Damn them, damn them to hell and back. My thoughts went in circles for awhile before I noticed that was water was still warm and the clock to my right said 3 AM. And there was someone else in the room with me.
He had probably been there for at least a half hour perhaps less. I was far to distracted to notice his annoying presence. Although it would have been wise if I had noticed that he had walked in. Thankfully tons of bubbles still floated merrily around me, so I did have sufficient covering. Oddly enough I was clean but the bath water remained just. I stayed silent and tried to ignore him. I mean it was freaking hard since he was intent at openly staring at me. "What? Haven't your ever seen a woman's body before?" I asked, anger flashing in my eyes. At least he had the decency to flush.
"Of course I have." He said in annoying drawl which, paired with his faint scent of sex, made me know he had, a lot. I shuddered, gross. I mean I had fooled around a bit but nothing to the point of any penetration, down below or oral. Being a Slayer meant I could not have a guy around, or like a guy. Believe me it sucked, I wanted a steady boyfriend not just a Benefit Buddy, but in my line of "Work" you can't have very many strings attached.
So back to the point, this is not about boys, no matter how much I like them. Draco was still standing there and watching my movements, his eyes were fixed on my neck when I went to pull my hair back from my face.
"What's that?" he asked and gestured to the puncture wounds on my neck. My hand went to my neck and I touched the wounds lightly. Half a year ago, I was stalking a vampire, probably pretty close to being a Master vampire. He had gotten me though and had tasted me. A fine year he had said. I never talked about it but the mark was still there faint though, mostly hidden strategically, my mom didn't know about it, but Liam did. He was the one who found me the next morning. I was ashamed. I had let a dirty vampire get the best of me. He had sunk his fangs into my flesh and drank deeply from me.
"Nothing." I said slowly.
"Yes it is, it looks like…." He trailed off, his eyes widened. "Bollocks! That's not a vampire bite is it?" I shrugged.
"Maybe it is, maybe it isn't." I said calmly.
"You got bit by one," he back away slightly, "You are vampire aren't you?" I snorted.
"If I were a vampire I think I might be killing you by now." I rolled my eyes, he frowned.
"Look the password to our room is Pureblood." I laughed.
"Boy, you are an original one aren't you?" He flushed crimson and glared at me.
"If you're not there in five minutes I'm changing the password." I sighed.
"Go on, I need to get out." He lingered for a moment longer.
"What other scars do you have?"
"Some you're not going to see unless you sleep with me." I said. Draco grimaced.
"Which I would rather die then sleep with a Yank."
"Suit yourself." I said with a shrug. He left soon afterward and I dried and pulled a robe from the convenient pile where the towels were.
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He was lying in his bed when I saw him. The portrait that I stepped through clanked closed and I was left, feeling slightly vulnerable with this man I barely knew who felt so deliciously dark. I recognized the book he was reading, it was from my selection.
"Malfoy!" I yelled angrily and tackled him. He cried out in surprised and I was soon straddling his chest with his arms pinned above him. I snatched the book with my free hand and flung it on my bed.
"Well, well, well," he said, his eyes heavily lidded with a look of lust in them, "I didn't think I would shag you quite so soon, you must be very horny if your throw yourself at me, then again all girls do." I snarled at him.
"I'm not trying shag you, I was getting my book."
"And why, prey tell, is this book so important to you." I cast my eyes at the book of every known vampire. When vampires were turned it would automatically fill out a spot for them, and any information. Decreased Vampires came in a different volume, which was still in my trunk, I hoped.
"It is important because my brother gave it to me." I said, making up the lie quickly.
"Oh, your very broody brother." He said without hiding the disdain in his voice.
"Stow it, Malfoy." He smirked. "Why did you go into my trunk anyway?" I asked, up until know the thought hadn't occurred to me, why would Malfoy go inside my trunk?
"I wanted to know if you had any gel…." He was lying, I let it slip.
"Sorry I don't use gel, I use mousse." I said smoothly. I slipped off of him and growled out at him, "Just don't do it again, ask me first." I said. I rummaged through my trunk and came up with a long t-shirt that read: Don't judge someone until you've walked a mile in someone's shoes, then you're a mile away and you have their shoes. I searched for a moment and pulled out a pair of soft loose black pants. Near my trunks there was a rice paper screen where I could dress, obviously the room updated according to the occupants. I went behind the screen and a magic lamp turned on behind it so I could see well. While Draco was glancing at a picture on his bedside table I had managed to grab a pair of underwear. I pulled of the robe and stretched, working out the cricks in my back.
"You know, it might not be so bad to live with a Yank, there are certain…" I felt a tingle down my spine and knew instinctively that he could see my outline clearly, like in Austin Powers. "… Benefits." He said finally. I almost growled.
"Really? Like my taste in music, perhaps or clothing?"
"Clothing," and under his breathe, "More like lack of it." Tingles ran rampant up and down my spine; I pulled my shirt on, my underoos and then my pants. I stepped out and ran my brush through my hair. I hated him; I decided right then when he gave me a perverted grin. I climbed into the warm bed and laid down, my mind far away. In his bed against the wall across from me, Draco turned off his light and rolled over. I turned mine off and rolled over. My thoughts were still on the vampire father I never knew. Liam. Liam what? What was he like? Did he look like my brother? Was he gentle or vicious? Did I carry myself like him? Did he think about me? I sighed and rolled over again and said quietly. "I hate you."
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DRB: Well that's all right now. Next chapter should be like the first day and a Snape run in, maybe. Maybe some Draco/Rae clashing. Ron/Hermione romance. And definitely more of the Sunnyhell gang.
TT: your grammar and spelling and crap are better in this one.
DRB: I know, I went over it four times.