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Here we go!

Where we last left off...

"That was blood?" Harry asked licking his lips; the delicious taste still lingering there. Draco nodded. "Your blood?" again his question was affirmed with a nod.

"Are you feeling ok?" Draco asked looking over the Gryfindor's partially covered body though his eyes lingered longer than needed on Harry's form.

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Chapter Six: I want you

"Yes, how's your search for your mate?" Harry asked, changing the subject, sitting up while holding Cally gently then slipping from under her.

"Fine, looks like we'll both be searching for mates…" Draco half smirked as a joke, the Gryfindor missing the hungry look Draco sent at his back as he stood from the bed, clad in a pair of boxers. Harry bended over to pull the covers up Callasandra's body, giving Draco a full view of his behind; the Slytherin let out a whimper at the sight. Harry turned to him, running his eyes up and down Draco's form suspiciously.

"Are you alright?" he asked when Draco's desire clouded eyes met his. Draco nodded and Harry sighed, going toward the door.

"Where are you going?" Draco asked almost urgently leaping up.

"To the common room so we can talk. Are you coming?" Draco followed eagerly after Harry, taking a seat across from the Gryfindor when he sat in one of the large cushioned chairs. "Draco, what's going on?" The Gryfindor raised an eyebrow at Draco, crossing his legs elegantly and flicking a long piece of hair over his shoulder. The Slytherin's eyes were glued to his body and his tongue kept flicking over his lips to wet them, almost like he had seen something delicious. The Slytherin didn't look up to meet Harry's eyes but racked his eyes up and down the form in front of him. Shoulder-length blond hair grew longer, more wild as it gained volume, slightly dulled ears pointed, insisters grew just a little longer than normal and silverfish gray eyes slit, a rising and falling chest accompanying the change as the Slytherin's breathing became labored, eyes glued to Harry's form.

"W-What do you mean, H-Harry?" Draco stuttered, lips starting to shake in his shuddering as he trembled lightly.

"I mean the way you keep looking at me, like you are now," the other eyebrow rose and he pushed himself a little farther into his chair, the Slytherin took notice, leaning forward slightly.

"I don't know what your talking about," Draco almost stuttered as he tried to avert his eyes from the prone body before him but failed when one of Harry's biceps twitched when the Gryfindor leaned into the side of the chair.

"Yes you do," Harry arose from his chair, walking to stand in front of Draco when the Slytherin met him in his own standing position. The scent waffling off of the Gryfindor was so taunting, so sweet that he could almost taste it, so spicy that his tongue tingled from the heat. Draco's breathing hit Harry's face, causing the new vampire's sensitive skin to flush a light pink. His eyes lidded as he looked up at the Slytherin. The smell of something he couldn't place making him push down a moan as the essence danced around him, wrapping seductively around his senses as he stared into Draco's slit eyes. His own eyes slitting slightly, clouding over into lust, darkening his previous pale green eyes to his original emerald. "Draco…" Harry breathed as the Slytherin leaned down, unable to control himself. In one swift motion Draco captured Harry's mouth, wrapping an arm around his waste as he used the other to scoop the shorter into his arms.

Callasandra was using the bed at the moment so the couch would have to do. Laying the dark-haired angel down, Draco side glanced at the open door, which led up the stairs to their room, closing and locking that and all other doors, which led to the others' rooms and the hallway. Harry moaned as Draco pressed his body down onto him, their combined heat causing lovely friction between their bodies and Draco turned his attention back to his angel. The Gryfindor's pale, long legs wrapped around Draco's slim waste, ankles locking as he looked up at the wild Slytherin. Taking a look at Draco's clothes and deciding there were too many he grasped the fabric between his hands and squeezed. A light hiss emitted itself from Draco, as his clothing, from his shirt to his pants turned to ash on his skin, the heat, instead of hurting was somewhat erotic against his burning skin. Arching his back in want, any farther thoughts escaped both males as their burning chest and abdomens touched. A loud explosion interrupted the two and the portrait leading to the common room flew open.

"Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Potter," Serverus Snape announced, walking into the room, robes lashing about, "where is my niece?" Draco hair grew back to its original length and his insisters shrunk back to their normal size as he pulled himself off of Harry. The Gryfindor began to shake lightly at the idea of what he was about to do.

"She's…" Draco was interrupted.

"I'm right here," Callasandra appeared at the bottom of the stairs, which lead to their room, the door ajar. Harry's quaking began to intensify at the look Cally sent him, the Gryfindor sitting up.

"Dumbledore wants to see you in his office," the tone Snape used was one reserved only for his least favorite students but Callasandra didn't care, she was staring at Harry, her face reflecting something akin to betrayal. Harry watched, eyes wide as Callasandra swept from the room, robes blowing about her as she did so, her face set into a scowl oddly similar to that of Snape's.

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I know, i shouldn't have left it there because there's a really good, and really -important- part coming up. I tried my best to be a subtle as i could with Potter and Malfoy but it didn't exactly come out that way...oh well...

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And suggestions are open...though not as open as they were since i have taken a few of the previous suggestions and weaved them into my plot a bit...yes....i have...and i am also smirking evilly, but -you- don't know that because all of you can not see me...i am mysterious...muahhaha...and tired...

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Ash