A/N:Thanks to all of you who've reviewed. Sorry this particular installment took so long. I now have two science projects to jeep up with. GRRRRRRRR! But since there are only two chapter's left now i'm sure the entire thing will eb posted by Aprill 11 at the latest. Any way enough of my babbling. ON WITH THE FIC!

Chapter 8: A New Beginning- Your Life's Rich Red Blood

When Harry awoke, he found himself in the med room.

How'd I get here? What happened? He wondered lazily glancing over at the bed. Malfoy? What's he doing here.

Flashback

Last night quidditch pitch Oliver oh no he's dead would Draco go to jail? I'm so confused.

End

Draco Malfoy blearily opened his eyes to find a perplexed Boy-who-lived lying upon the bed.

"Why good morning Harry, Mind telling me exactly what was going on last night," Draco asked.

"Last night? I uh, um…well that is Oliver he, he called me a kitten. Well not him but whoever was controlling him. Oh! By Merlin he's dead, but don't worry you didn't kill him I…" He was abruptly cut off by the placement of a manicured finger.

"It's all right Harry I'm a Vampire you're my mate. Anything done in defense of you is entirely legal. My love for you is such that it drives me into insanity," Draco replied.

"Then why were you willing to give me up," Harry asked.

"Well if Oliver made you happy then letting you go was the only way to ensure your happiness. Though it caused me physical pain I was willing to sacrifice my well being for your happiness." Draco answered in a whisper.

"So you've been in physical pain this entire time," Harry asked.

"Anything for your happiness Harry anything." Draco replied lightly setting upon the bed.

"Why, why I'm not worth it. I'm not! I can't even defend myself from a fellow student," Harry whimpered. "He was right I am a pathetic kitten," Harry sighed in defeat.

"You're worth it Harry. You are worth it and more," Draco breathed standing over him.

"Harry might I …could I…. would it be possible," Draco stuttered for the first time in his life. Feeling fear. The fear of losing the very thing he so desperately wanted, needed, loved.

"What Draco? What do you want," Harry asked.

Your blood, I need it. No must refrain. Some simple contact will do "May I…kiss you?" Draco asked. Shocked Harry blinked.

Then he remembered the train. There in that empty compartment the sensation that rushed through him. Days ago in the astronomy tower the chill that consumed him as Draco assaulted his neck with his frigid tongue.

That is what I want. That is what I need. Oh! Yes, yes, yes Harry thought sighing and leaning back upon the bed.

"Harry?" Draco questioned once again fearing rejection trembling inside in barely contained nerves.

"Yes Draco please," Harry breathed. Yes oh yes your frigid marble lips upon my own. A question sweet liquid on my lips. Yes! Please oh yes! Harry's thought ran in a perpetual circle of pleasure and elation.

God's love you so much. Peppermint and vanilla, vanilla and peppermint. The essence of you Harry oh how I'd forgotten. Now your mine. I shall love you. Hear your melodious laughter ringing sweetly in my ears Draco exalted awed by the beauty in Harry's quick submission.

Breaking away at last Draco gazed deeply into Harry malachite eyes.

"I love you," Draco sighed. Then suddenly hypnotized Draco leaned in once again and began assaulting the sensitive flesh found there with his tongue.

Yes! Right there never felt anything like it. Harry closed his eyes in contentment practically purring in pleasure. Oh! Bite me, bite me, bite me! Huh? Ah well perhaps that'll be nice too. Harry's mind wandered easily intoxicated by the simple gestures the blonde Vampire bestowed upon him.

"Ahem!" a stern voice broke the moment.

"Oh, Uh hello Madame Pomfrey I was just uh telling Harry here how glad I am he's okay," Draco stuttered caught red handed.

"Yes I can see that," she snipped.

"How are you feeling dear," she asked Harry.

"Better Mrs. Pomfrey. Much better," Harry replied.

"Yes I see that too. Well I guess young man you're clear to go," she said.

"Great," Harry smiled.

Hogwarts Hallway

Halfway down hall Draco collapsed.

No I can't lose someone else! "Draco! Draco? Are you okay? What's the matter," Harry asked.

"I'm...i'm starving," Draco whimpered.

"Is that all? Well come on then off to the kitchens we go come on," Harry said grabbing Draco's hand.

"No, I mean no Harry you don't understand I don't need food anymore.," Draco explained. Gazing up at Harry with dull pools of slate.

"Then what do you need?" Harry questioned.

"You know," Draco replied.

Flashback

I want your life, I want your life not your breath but your life's rich red blood.

Oh! Bite me, Bite me, Bite me!

Flashback

Those words, his thoughts they all pointed straight at one thing. Draco needed him, his own blood to sustain him.

"Why didn't' you tell me before? You could have died!" Harry yelled.

"Simple you refused me. My existence did not make you happy thus I shouldn't prolong it," Draco answered.

"I'm so very weak now. I used a lot of energy to save you and I..."

"Take it," Harry said.

"Are you sure? If you're not ready I can tough it out for another week," Draco replied.

"No, I can't stand watching you suffer," Harry explained.Then in a small voice. "Will it hurt,"

"I don't know"

"All right then let's do it," Harry demanded. Slowly Draco weakly pulled himself up from the ground. Gazing deep into the beautifully delicate small boys' eyes he sent. I love you Harry. After a short moment of resistance his pearl canines penetrated Harry's succulent flesh. A feeling of power coursed through his veins as Harry's blood penetrated his system. The thick sweet consistency of his mate's blood could not be denied. Harry was a powerful wizard.

Warm why do I feel so warm all of a sudden. I…i've never felt so elated, complete. Ah! This, this is what I want what I need. Soon Draco's hands began to wander. Stroking him and lovingly caressing him. Unbidden and unwanted the memories began flashing through his minds eye.Uncle Vernon! No! no, stop. Not Uncle Vernon it's Draco! You want this. It's Draco and you love him! Please uncle Vernon not tonight! No I want, need, must have… Harry desperately tried to fight past the horrifying recollections, but he soon found himself lacking. I..I..I.c..can't

"No," Harry whimpered.

"Please I can't I'm sorry," Harry began trembling fearfully beneath Draco's hand.

"Harry? What's wrong. What happened to you," He asked deeply concerned.

"No, no I can't. If you know then you'll go away and I'll be nothing again.," Harry murmured violently shaking his head from side to side.

"I won't leave you Harry. Please let me help you. Tell me Harry I want to know the story behind your sad litany," Draco begged.

"No,"

"Please Harry,"

"I can't,"

"It's the only way you'll heal.,"

"You'll hate me,"

"I love you now and forever more! There's no changing that. Tell me Harry…please," Draco whispered.

"…Okay,".