Blood Lust

AN: Another day, another edited chapter and a few more changes. I am doing my best to take this story as high as it can go, but to do that, I need reviews that help me. Tell me how to improve my story, or even little mistakes that I made that could be corrected. Even spelling corrections are warmly accepted. Thanks.

Blood Lust: Chapter Two

Draco Malfoy, world's wanker extraordinaire, swaggered down the halls of the Hogwarts Express, the knowledge of an unknown smugly tucked under his arm. This was what he had been waiting for almost all his life, the evidence that would tear Magnificent Mudblood Granger's reputation into pieces before tossing it into the toilet. A wizard camera was tucked into the pocket of his robes. Just in case.

This was going to be good.

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Running her tongue over her teeth, Hermione stared at the blank wall of her compartment. The curtains and door where closed tight as they could be and the compartment was pitch black. Hermione was remembering the summer, or at least -trying- to remember the summer as it should have been.

She should have finished her homework. She should have finished her summer reading list that she had created for herself. She should have written to Harry and Ron. She wasn't supposed to become more of a freak than she already was thought of as. She should not have made that late night trip to 7-Eleven.

Hermione sighed and the seat creaked as she shifted her weight. Hopefully, people would see the closed curtains on the door and keep away. Hopefully.

Hermione sighed again as she reached into her school bag, finishing through the front pocket. Pulling out a muggle canister, she unscrewed the cap and took a sip, a shudder running through her as the liquid replenished her energy. She continued to drink, and strapped her bag over her shoulder.

Suddenly the door slid open with a bang, allowing bright sunlight to flow into the compartment. Hermione hissed and dropped the canister, pushing herself off her seat and clinging to the ceiling with all her might. She bit back a growl as Draco Malfoy entered the compartment.

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Draco "Slytherin King" Malfoy, smirked as he slid the door to the compartment Granger had hidden herself in, he felt compelled to shout "SURPRISE!" as he entered, but resisted the urge as he looked around the empty compartment. Where had she gone? He glanced at the ground and picked up what seemed like a container of some kind. A thick, red substance was slowly spreading over the carpet from the canister. Draco picked it up, grimacing when his hand became coated with the warm fluid. Putting his hand to his nose, he sniffed the stuff, then rubbed his fingers together. Blood. This container was filled with blood!

Draco dropped the container, backing away towards the door. The blood was still warm, it had been dropped recently. That freakazoid Granger was still in the room. Draco wasn't scared of her, but of what she would do to him. The prospect of becoming a night stalking blood drinker was not appealing to him.

Something dripped onto his cheek, and Draco reached a hand up and wiped it away. He looked up. Granger was clinging to the ceiling, blood dripping from her lips. Another drop landed on his chin.

Hermione smirked, her long canines glinting in the sunlight, and doing her best not to let the pain show. Best to just be intimidating.

"Hello Malfoy."

AN: Please review! I know this chapter was a bit shorter, but please help me out anyway!