And I'm a Vampire

Summary: AU The first step to solving a problem is realizing it. When Malfoy stumbles onto a disturbing secret concerning his family, will he be willing to accept help from a therapist? What if he just so happens to be the famous Harry Potter?

Genre: Humor/Drama

Author's Note: There's a possibility that this will turn out to be a slash fic thanks to some encouragement from my friend… and her nagging. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. Oh yeah, this is kind of post-Hogwarts AU and Harry is not the old guy in the first chapter. He's going to be introduced in this one! Yippee!!

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When Draco reached Dr. Ludwig's office, the room was not only decorated with garlic but large crosses as well, which made him want to gouge his eyes out as he was forced to stare at it for the remainder of the session.

Draco was never late after those two days because he didn't want to know what his doctor had for the next time. Draco looked at his watch, then back down at the couch he had grown to love and dropped down onto it once more.

Tomorrow would really be one hell of a day.

And I'm a Vampire

Step Two: Accepting That You've Got a Problem

Draco hurriedly ran up the steps to 15 Harold Dr. It was only five minutes before his appointment and the staircase really wasn't helping. When Draco finally reached the top of the extravagant house, he wrenched the door open and ran inside.

That was a bad idea, however, because as his foot touched the velvet carpet within, he was flung down the steps almost ten feet away from the open door. Draco looked down at his watch… three minutes left. Draco scrambled to his feet and started running once more, stopping when he reached the door.

"Hello?!" Draco called out desperately while looking down at his watch… one minute left. "Hello, hello, hello?!" Draco was practically jumping up and down as he searched inside for any house elves that could possibly invite him in. "Damn it! Is ANYONE there?!" Draco anxiously glanced at his watch, forty-five seconds.

Draco pounded the wooden door with his fist and at the savage sound a house elf immediately appeared, "You is knocking, sir? How is Dippy to help, sir?"

"Invite me in!"

"Sir?"

"Damn it, just tell me I can come in."

"Sir, why is you not just walking in? You is having two able appendages, sir, or would you like Dippy to carry you, sir?" The elf's head tilted to the side in confusion, unsure of what kind of request Draco was trying to make.

Draco fisted his hand as an attempt to prevent himself from attacking the house elf, "Just invite me in…" He grounded out with a quick glance at his watch, thirty-seconds. Suddenly an idea popped in Draco's mind, "Could you, perhaps, lead me to where Dr. Ludwig and his guest are?"

"Yes, sir, Dippy is able in doing that, sir." With that the elf bowed as he motioned for Draco to enter the house. Smiling at his sheer brilliance Draco entered the house with ease and once he set foot on the velvet carpet made sure that all the dirt and mud on his shoes were rubbed onto the highly expensive rug. Dippy scurried towards the door at the end of the hallway with Draco following him in a brisk walk.

Twenty seconds… fifteen… ten…

Dippy opened the door to reveal a hallway with seven doors, three on each side and one at the end of the hallway.

"Oh no, Dippy is not remembering which room they're in, sir, Dippy is terribly sorry. Dippy is making plans for punishment, sir. Good-bye, sir." With a small pop the house elf was gone leaving Draco with angry thoughts.

Eight seconds… Draco hurriedly opened each door, desperate to find them. Six of the seven doors stood open with nothing inside, leaving only the door at the end of the hallway open.

Six seconds… five …

Draco gripped the doorknob harshly as he turned it and pulled, but the door wouldn't open. Desperation overcame all Draco's senses as he pulled and pulled, but the door simply wouldn't give way.

"No, no, no, no, no! This can NOT be HAPPENING! Open, please OPEN!"

Four… Three…

Finally the door creaked open, slowly yielding to the constant, violent pulling.

Two… one and a half… one and three quarters…

The door flung open and Draco dived in the room, "Made it!"

"Sorry, my little vampire, you didn't. You are a third of a second late."

"Dr. Ludwig, that's BULL!"

"Call it what you want. I, however, prefer to call it tardiness. Now Draco, before I give you proper punishment, I'd like to introduce you to a good friend of mine and your new doctor…"

Draco looked at the leather chair that's been faced the other way when a thought came to him, what was up with his shrinks and leather chairs? The chair turned around revealing someone Draco would never have expected…

"Dr. Harry James Potter."

"POTTER?!"

"That's Dr. Potter, Malfoy." Harry gave Draco an uncharacteristic grin and stuck out his hand for a handshake, "It'll be nice working with you."

"You too." Draco replied with false enthusiasm as he took Harry's offered hand. Draco sighed miserably as he saw Dr. Ludwig grinning maniacly out of the corner of his eyes.

TBC…

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