Chapter 2
Leaving, Finding, Informing.
As soon as he left the office, Draco ran to the dungons to gather some muggle clothes, since robes would be such a hassel walking through the woods. When he reached the common room there where a few thrid years, but most everyboy was in the Great Hall still eating. Walking into his room he was surprised to see Blaise setting on his bed, seeing as he had his own room, being a prefect.
"What are you doing in here?" Draco asked rather nicely, being in the rush that he was.
"Well I was wondering if you knew anything about Potter's dissappearence, I do know about him and you, have for a long time." Draco looked shock for a moment, then realised that Blaise was his best friend, so he would know when Draco would have someone special. "I just wish that you had of told me, I really didn't want you to be alone, especially with what Potter is."
"How the bloody hell did you know about that?" Now Draco was shocked, he looked at him as if he where a gigantic puzzel that no one could figure out.
"Well let's just say, for one your not very discreet, or at least he isn't. And two the evidence is in plain sight, though not just anybody would look, I'm sure." At saying this, Draco clamped his hand over his neck, where he had the claiming mark Harry had given him on the first night. It was never supposed to hell, it was a symbol that Draco was Harry's mate, and that any vampire, or other magical creature could not harm or try and seduce him, without consequences.
"You haven't told anyone have you?"
"Of course not." Blaise said this as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Why aren't you at dinner?"
"I could ask you the same."
Blaise just rolled his eyes. "I went early so that I would come in here and what for you to get back without too much disturbence. But you still didn't ansewer the question."
Draco looked down at the floor, and then back at Blaise not really knowing if he should tell the Slytherin what had happened, and these reasons behind it. " I.....I don't think I should tell you."
"What do you mean? You have always told me everything, well except for the thing with you and Potter, but I can uderstand that, wait a second.....this has to do with him doesn't it?"
Draco gulped, "yes"
"And...."
"I have to go find him."
"What do you mean? You can't go looking for him, you dont even know where to start, he could be anywhere and plus its dangerous out there."
"It doesn't matter, he needs me." Draco then went to his chest, and pulled out some pants and his warmest jumper, along with a few extra t-shirts. "Draco you can't go"
"Don't you dare tell me what to do, Snape already gave me this lecture and I don't need it from you, besides if I don't go looking for him something bad could happen. He's deadly, expecially when I'm not there to calm him, I am not only doing this for my own selfish reason, though I do miss him." Draco got louder as he said this, he was so worried that something would happen to Harry, afraid that he would die too.
"Fine then, but I am going with you." Draco stopped what he was doing and turned around to look Blaise square in the face. "What did you say?"
"You heard me."
" You can't just go with me, it's...it's.....all dark...and....umm.....scary out there."
"Yeah, tell me again why your going then." Blaise almost laughed at his friends stupidity, but didn't seeing as he knew how scared draco must be.
"You just can't, okay?"
"You know I'll just follow you."
Draco growled at him but told him to go get a few things. When he was finished with his stuff he went out into the common room to wait for Blaise. There where a few more people, including Pansy Parkinson. "OH Drakkie.......Where were you? I was so worried that you weren't eating anything, you know you really shoudn't do that, you wouldn't want to get sick now would you?" even though Pansy new he was gay she still tried to flirt with him and it got on his nerves to no end, especially when Harry could smell her on him. It was not a good thing for either of them.
"Pansy I have told you a thousand times not to call me that or any of your idiotic nicknames that you so elequently put upon me."
"But Drakkie-poo, I'm only worried about your well being, and I just know that you love those names, your just trying to hide behind you whittle-ittle mask." Sometimes Pansy was just annoying.
"Listen Pansy I am not in the mood for your stupid conversations, or whatever you call them, I need to get to the..........."
"Okay I am ready." Blaise came out of his room at the perfect time. Draco looked up at the ceiling thanking Merlin that he had come at that time or he would have had to hurt someone or something, preferably a little ugly girl that goes by the name of Pansy. "Will you come on I am starving."
Pansy smiled at this and went to say something, but was cutoff by Blaise. "Yeah lets go before all the food is gone in the Great Hall." Of course they weren't going there but knew that since Pansy had already eaten and they could be gone for awhile, knew that this would be the best excuse to give them a head start, before someone came looking for Draco, and now Blaise.
"So where are we really going?" Blaise said as soon as the painting to the commone room shut behind them. (A/N: If you can guess what movie that line came from I shall worship you)
"Down to the kitchens, I wasn't lying when I said I was starving."
"You know where they are?"
"Yeah, Harry should me." If you could see Draco's eyes you would know that he missed Harry terribly, being gone from his mate was horrible and he could only imagine what it was like for Harry.
Harry walked down so many streets tonight that he couldn't possibly remember where he was or even where he was staying. On top of this he was going thorugh with-drawals, but not from blood but from his mate. It was almost like when a muggle went off a drug that they had been addicted to for years, and was going mad from the loss of contact. He had already killed three peolple tonight, one muggle and two wizards, it was only 11:30.
Though something soon caught his eye. There was a club across from the alley he was in with blood red letters saying "TASTE ME" he had no clue what that meant but was so out of it, he would do anything to get his mind off of his mate.
The club was dark and you could barly see anything, he could hear the music pumping through his ears, though the normal beat of hearts wasn't as loud as he expected it to be for a club. He went up to the bar and asked for a drink. The bartender didn't aske what kind just mixed one up and handed it over. Upon drinking this Harry almost spit it out. He could very well taste the blood in it, along with the strong mix of tequila. He turned to the bartender, who had walked off to serve someone else, but waved him over anyway. "What's in this drink?"
"It's not obvious." The bartender looked at him up and down before asking "You are a vamp, right?"
Harry didn't know what to say the only person who actually new of his heritige was either dead or to scared to do anything, with the exception of his mate. "How the hell did you know that?"
"Well for one, I am a vamp. And two this is a vamp club."
"Why do you keep saying 'vamp' instead of vampire?"
"Well there is a difference, vamps aren't born they are turned, whereas 'vampires' are born and much more powerful. you didn't know this, I suppose your sire left you high and dry then."
"My what?"
"Sire, its the person who turned you."
"But I wasn't turned."
"Oh well....um.....maybe you should go talk to my boss then." He then pointed to a door that was inserted so far into an alcove that if you weren't looking for it, it wouldn't be there. Harry got up and made his way over to the door, decided that he didn't feel like knocking, and just went in. Though he wasn't really surprised the see a dead girl lying on the floor but he was disheartened to notice that the guy that had fed from her was not what he expected from a vampire, or maybe it was vamp.
"Can I help you?" The man said. He was wearing a bright yellow shirt, with some surfer shorts, it looked as though he had just came back from the Americas or somewhere as such.
"Yes, your bartender said that I should probably speak to you about me being a born-vampire."
The man looked at him oddly for a second, then as if deciding if he where telling the truth told him to set. "what's your name?"
Though he wasn't to happy about reveiling his name, he had the feeling that this man or whatever he was would know if he were lying. "Harry Pooter"
"Ah, yes. The Boy-Who-Lived, though I suppose they are sorry you aren't really alive anymore, well they would be if they knew. Well, my name is Alfred Mozenwrath. Though I am not to fond of it, myself. What would you like to know?"
"What the difference between 'Vamps' and 'Vampires', though I do know the basics, there has to be more."
"Of course there is more. There is always more." Alfred leaned back in his chair, putting his feet up on the desk, he flicked his hand and the girl lying on the floor was gone. If Harry wasn't already used to wand-less magic he might have jumped but it was highly unlikely. "Well, let's see, You are correct, vamps are not born they are more or less given the power to be who they are now. They are Sired by another vamp or vampire but that is highly unlikely to happen, I'll explain this later. The Sire is to teach them all the ways of being a vamp how to hunt, and when. The sun is dangerous to these kind, they are perishable in sunlight and garlic is harmful to them, though cruxific and other such religious items are not. They cannot be seen in a mirror, though in some cases this can be a good thing for them. They must feed every night or they can starve, the longest I have ever heard of a vamp going without feeding is 17 days and he wasn't very beautiful, he died when he fed though, too much too fast. The Sire will usually stay with their childer, as they are called, for about two years sometimes longer sometimes shorter, depends on them. They do not need a mate, or need anything other thing than blood to survive at a normal rate.
"Though a vampire, is another thing all together. They are born, but only to two vampires, not one vamp and a vampire or a vampire and a witch/wizard, it must be two vampires. The reasons for this is so that all vampires will be pure, you must know that wizards, at least some of them will go on and on of their so-called purity blood-line, though it tends to be tainted. Vampires are more powerful for this reason, you can do wand-less magic so much more easily, along with flying without brooms, and other glorious things, that not even vamps can do. Though don't be worried if your mate is human, you can have children but they will not be vampires, you may turn them if you like, even your mate, but the child will not be a pure-vampire. Some very strong willed vampires will go against their mates to produce heirs, though it is a very difficuly task, and very few actually succeed. As you have noticed by now, I'm sure is you can see your image in a mirror walk among the day times and be in the presence of garlic without being hurt or injured otherwise. This is your power. A grand one at that, for I myself, am not a vampire, though I do know so much about them, there are very few out there, due to the fact of mating. Mating is something destined and for a vampire to go against this would be murderous to yourself, you would kill yourself for hurting your mate, even if you where to be given permission for doing such actions. " He paused for a moment to let Harry embrace the knowledge he was given.
"So you are saying that I can turn my mate, but he wouldn't be able to go in the sun?" Harry said this knowing that he could not possibly live without Draco for much longer and to go eternity without him would be undearable.
"Well you see, it would be possible yes with those restrictions, but you must understand that is not necessairly needed."
"What do you mean?"
"Well your mate will live as long as you." Harry looked at him in awe, even the thought of an eternity with his Draco was so precious that he couldn't possible wait until he could tell him. "You mean that as long as I am alive, he will be too."
"Yes, its your vampric magic keeping him alive now, very few vampires, that have human mates ever turn them, for this exact reason. Therefore, it was made to be where you could always have them." Harry was so happy, all he needed now was his mate and everything would be perfect.
Snape came into the headmaster's office, in the pretense of telling him what Draco was planning on doing. But what he found was an empty office. So he went to the desk and found some parchment and a quill, beginning to write a short message to Albus.
Headmaster,
I have just spoken with Mr. Malfoy and he is profoundly upset the the disappearence of Mr. Potter, that he has taken it upon himself to go in search of him. I am sure that he will start in the forbidden forest though I am not certin. He left my offie at 11:16, precisely.
Professor Snape.
Snape looked down at what he wrote, rereading it a few times to make sure it was correct. He went to leave when something came to mind, "You see? I am his only hope. What if he decides to take over, or become the next Dark lord? Nobody else can control him, but me. I have no choice." Draco ended in a monotone. "I love him." He turned around quickly and picked up the message he had written, tore it up and stuffed it in his poket, leaving the office without informing the Headmaster of a student missing.
"Merlin, protect them." Snape whispered to himself not knowing that there was another student missing along with Draco and Harry.
TBC
A/N: Hope this chap was much better than the last and that it pleases those who reviewed!!!
Sandalino Silvio Leif Thanx so much for the revew and for telling me I should continue, cuz I wasn't going to.
Baby chaos Thankz for the review and your prob right about the beta thing, but dont have one, hope the plot gets better I am working on it. :P
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