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Lyla Hayden: sure :) just make sure you don't get him angry XD AH!! (runs from haunted CD player)

mydracomalfoy: there's a few things I forgot to mention on that attack, but I'll try to make them clear in the next chappy!

Switch: soz if this came out late but here it is, finally! enjoy!

Latanya Kassidy: your welcome :) remember, in one of the chapters Justin explains that when they bond their powers and love will grow so bonding's pretty much not gonna be the first and last piece of action ;)

Crimson Colored Cloaked Figure: lol kay you can have him XD

Inylan: hopefully no one will die by the end of the story but you never know, those vendredeans can be very unpredictable sometimes. lol thanks, I must be getting better at this love scene thing (dances)

PotionsPet: there's gonna be more slashy stuff in the future including this chapter, I figured since everyone's been waiting for the bonding so long, I'll put more slashiness to quench their thirst lol

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Chapter Seventeen: Pact


The little girl licked her blood flavored lollipop as she left Kingdom Hill Hospital. The sun was making her a little drowsy but she kept walking down the streets, ignoring the stares from muggles as she passed by.

They only stared at her because they were enchanted by her beauty. Even though she was only fourteen, her looks could pass her for an adult. A short adult.

When she exited the city, she bolted into an abnormal run, going past trees and roads at a breakneck speed. The beach came up in her vision, its horizontal line becoming larger and wider as she kept running, never slowing down.

She stopped at the shore, because of her abrupt halt everything else came up behind her. The wind she created in her speed brushed past her sending sand with it. If she looked behind she would see the deep line she made in her run.

Looking at the peaceful waves of the beach, she pulled out her diary and turned to a blank page.

"Status," she said calmly. A cross faded into appearance in the middle of her page and she squealed with glee, "future status," she spoke again, giggling a little. The square appeared, breaking away slowly. The girl's face dropped and she slammed the book close, "fuck!" she muttered, pocketing the diary.

She concentrated lightly, closing her eyes and holding her breath. Her back twitched horribly as clear feathered wings sprouted from her back, shining brightly whenever the light hit them. The girl took deep breaths before controlling her wings and flying forward in a faster speed than her running.

She had to tell Kali.

-

As Ron drifted back to consciousness he smelled an exotic scent that he could only picture as Black Roses. He smiled, knowing only one person with that rare aroma.

Justin stirred slightly as he began to awake; he felt a warm body next to him and cuddled closer, wanting more of the heat. "G'morning..." Ron said softly, giving in to the cuddle, "or good evening," he laughed lightly, seeing the forever night outside the window.

"Same here," he yawned and ran his fingers over the blood red hair of hic lover, "we have school," he said, seeing the alarm clock on the night table.

"Let's stay like this a little longer. We can always stay in and say we're sick," he mumbled sleepily, tracing a finger against Justin's chest, grinning when the teen gasp softly.

Once he calmed down from the one touch, the blond smiled at the redheads' last comment, remembering it was the same thing he had said yesterday.

Yesterday...

He was almost glad that the alarm went off; otherwise they would have never bonded. As soon as he remembered about the blinking red light he was reminded of its reason. "I hope they're ok back at school."

Ron stiffened slightly. "What about Harry and the others? Would they hurt them?"

"No, the Vendredeans only go after vampires. But if there were any other Hufflepuffs at school..." he trailed off, images bursting in his head, he held Ron tightly, fearing the fate of his friends.

The young vampire's hand on his cheek calmed him and he looked down at his blue eyed wonder. "Don't worry about that now. Like that muggle saying, 'no news is good news'."

"Right," he leaned closer and kissed him softly. Ron let entrance to his mouth, his hand wandered down the side of Justin's body, caressing his thigh before he felt something dry and crusty somewhere on his lower waist. He let out a chuckle.

"We have to take a shower," he said, sitting up on his elbow.

"I see," Justin blushed, realizing that they still had remains of last night's bond on them, "we'll let's go then," he grinned, getting off the bed, taking his mate with him.

"Pity we never found use to what you bought yesterday," Ron said offhandedly, enjoying how quickly Justin turned red.

"Well," the blond said, licking his lips quickly when Ron went over and turned on the shower tap, his expression was innocent but his casual movements were suggesting otherwise, "we could always make use of it later..." his eyes turned into a deep color, like it had last night. The small specks widened into circles and his pupils dilated in lust.

"I suppose," Ron said, testing the temperature of the water before turning back to the blushing boy, "come on in, the waters nice and hot."

Since when did Ron become so innocently devious? He spoke his question and the redhead laughed.

"Dunno," he shrugged, "I just like seeing you blush, it's a cute look on you."

"We'll you're getting me all aroused," he pouted. And it was true; his member was waking up and slowly getting hard.

"Good," he grabbed his hand and they both tumbled in the shower, "I'm getting aroused myself," he whispered in the blonds' ear before pinning him against the tiled wall, moist from the steamy shower.

Justin let out a gasp from the sudden movement, he groaned deeply when Ron pressed his body against his, their chests sliding a little when the water poured against them.

The blue eyed vampire kissed the blond passionately, their tongues battling for dominance, hands frantically exploring each others bodies.

Ron stretched out his hand and grabbed the bar of soap that was hanging against the wall in the sunken in area for soap. It quickly became wet and slippery under the shower fall. He slid the bar against Justin's stomach, slowly washing away the dried up cum that was still there. The vampire moaned against the touch, leaning into it.

As he continued to clean up his lovers' body, he gasped softly and rested his head on Justin's shoulder when he felt a hand drift down his back, stopping and fingering his entrance teasingly and getting his already hard erection to throb and spill a bit of pre-cum. He wanted the fingers to go in him like they had last night but they didn't, he moaned loudly, "bastard," he managed to get out, earning a chuckle from his mate.

"Me?" Justin said, pretending to look affronted.

"Yeah," he lightly fingered one of the blonds' hardened nipples, he kissed him again, dropping the soap, his hands traveled again, caressing his mates hardness. Feeling it in his hands made his want grow, his fangs returned. He groaned in their kiss and trailed his kisses to the boy's jaw, "I want you inside me," he whispered huskily against his ear, rocking his hips forward, colliding and rubbing erotically against the other erection.

Justin reacted by switching places with Ron, his fingers finally entered him, stretching him slowly causing the redhead to arch his back and give out a pleasurable cry.

When he was satisfied with the stretching he trailed his hands up from under Ron's thighs, pulling them up so they wrapped around his waist. He pressed his body closer and slowly entered him.

Ron's breathing quickened, his sweat mingled with water showering down on them. He arched his back again, grasping Justin's shoulders tightly before he relaxed into the intruder.

The blond slowly pulled out and went back in, each time going quicker and harder, hitting a spot in Ron that got him to give out the most erotic cries and moans.

They could hear pounding of a door from outside but they continued, ignoring whoever was knocking on the door.

Justin quickened his pace faster, not sure if it was his sweat or the water that was covering him. Ron let out another moan, thrusting his hips into beat.

"Justin!" Ron cried out before he came. The blond quickly followed after. As their minds cleared up Justin noticed the scar on Ron's chest was gone, he fingered the chest, glad to see it flawless again. The redhead looked down and gasped in surprise.

The pounding from outside still continued; they glanced at each other before looking at the door curiously.

They quickly finished showering, covering their waist's with a towel before stepping out of the bathroom to the door.

"Open up damnit!"

"Hannah?" Justin blinked in surprise before unlocking and opening the door.

"Finally!" huffed a very pissed brunette, "god!"

"What's wrong?" Ron asked, a bit irritated by the interruption.

"Oh what, you didn't hear the alarms yesterday?" she said a bit sarcastically, waving towards the light bulb between the beds, "there's been a fucking attack!"

"A-attack?" Justin stammered, "who was hurt?"

"Susan, Zacharias, John, Ernie, and Rose, there were a few others that weren't vampires," Hannah answered quickly, stepping in the room.

"Who?" Ron asked at once.

"Harry and Hermione weren't hurt much, just a few cuts and bruises, but Parkinson's got a concussion and Malfoy's got a few ribs broken. Ginny's unconscious right now but she'll be fine."

All of the sudden Ron felt guilty. While he was here with Justin, his friends were in danger of being killed. He knew exactly how Harry felt when Voldemort was alive; he could now really understand his worry for his friends lives.

"I have to go," he backed away towards his closet, slamming it open and grabbing a random shirt and a pair of jeans.

"You can't," Hannah said, closing the door.

"Why not!?" he snapped.

"Because there could be more that's coming back!" she snapped back before calming down, "Susan and the others came here safely, actually Rose has a scar on her chest," she added, "we're having a meeting at Bell Café. All of us."

"What do you mean 'all of us'?" his eyes narrowed.

"All of the Hufflepuffs. Sprout doesn't know about it so don't spill anything to her."

"Why a meeting?" Justin asked.

"After hearing about the attack, we decided on something."

"What?"

"We're going to make an army."

-

Hermione sat in front of Pansy's bed, holding her hand with worry. "Don't look like that I'm fine," Pansy laughed lightly, looking at her with a soft smile, "just a concussion."

"It could have been worse! What if that thing's hand had turned into a blade like it did to that Hufflepuff!"

"A Hammer's not much of a difference since it was made of metal," the blonde said dully.

"What were they?" she frowned, remembering how the human looking creatures morphed their arms into a metal shape. Pansy shrugged and shook her head, "they were looking for something," she frowned, "they were after the Hufflepuffs but why?"

The door opened, Hermione looked up to see Dumbledore and McGonagall walking in briskly. Pomfrey looked over at them and nodded at their presence. So Hermione's surprise the two elder professors pulled out their wands.

"Professor?" the brunette said uncertainly, Harry and Draco looked over at their direction. Dumbledore pointed his wand at her, his face looking apologetic, "what are you doing?" she asked quickly, tensing up and holding Pansy's hand tighter.

"Obli-"

"Expelliarmus!" the headmasters wand flew out of his grip and flew straight towards Harry's outstretched one. He caught it and glared at the old man, "what the hell was that!?"

"Potter," McGonagall said warningly.

"What were you going to do?" Hermione asked shakily.

Dumbledore sighed tiredly. "We were going to modify you're memories."

"About what happened?" Pansy nearly yelled, "what are you trying to hide from us you old coot!?"

"It's none of your business," the deputy head answered, narrowing her eyes.

"Those things nearly killed Pansy it is our business!" Hermione yelled angrily. There was a small pause after her outburst, the two professors looked at each other and looked defeated, "what's going on!?"

"Those things are called Vendredeans. They're in a war with vampires," Dumbledore simply answered.

"The Hufflepuffs that McGonagall was trying to hide...they're vampires?" Draco spoke up; he sat up a little, wincing from his three broken ribs.

"Maybe."

"Why were they here then? If they're fighting vampires shouldn't they be looking at night?" Harry frowned.

"There are some vampire species that can resist the sun."

"They have a species?"

"Of course, some resist the sun, others can't. There's even one's that fit most of the muggle superstition."

"If these Vendredeans are killing vampires, then why did they come here? Do we have a vampire in the school?"

"Not exactly," McGonagall muttered.

"Then why did they come? Are they rogues or something?"

"We didn't say that there are vampires here now...they're in a safe area," Dumbledore said calmly, he received a disapproving glare from his deputy head.

Hermione frowned and tried to think back on anything suspicious happening in school. She remembered the conversation she had at breakfast before the attack and gasped.

No, she frowned; it can't be all of them. It sounds stupid.

But it wasn't impossible.

"Where's Ron?" she asked suddenly.

"He's not here," McGonagall answered, "he's probably studying in the library or something."

Oh right. She had almost forgotten that the redhead's grades had improved. "But now that he's in Hufflepuff, shouldn't he be with the others? I mean if you said the vampires are at a safe area, then would he be with them?"

"What do you mean, Miss Granger?" she deputy head frowned.

Hermione glanced at Harry and the others, they seemed to be understanding. "Where's the safe area?"

"It's far away, you can't go there, it's too dangerous. Now will you make sense of what you were talking about before?"

"It's nothing. Forget it."

-

Ron and Justin sat at a table in Bell Café, drinking their coffee disguised blood. Hannah sat across from them, drinking a glass of water.

"Why can't we leave this to the adult vampires?" Ron asked, almost whining, "Fighting in a war scares the shit out of me, I barely survived the last one."

"So you would go on in life and not hurt at the feeling of losing a loved one?" Hannah glared.

"No," he frowned at her, "why are you so angry? Did something happen?"

"No," she said to quickly, taking a large gulp of water.

"Did something happen to Michael?" Justin asked quietly.

"God no!" she looked at him with flaring eyes, "it just pisses me off, these vendredeans," she took another gulp, "I mean, they want to kill us because they want apocalypse, they're walking suicidal machines, they are!"

"Calm down."

"Sorry," she fingered the rim of her glass, "it's just that I feel guilty, the rest of us do. While Zacharias and the others were out there in danger of getting killed, we were here hiding under our beds and everything, it's pitiful."

A flurry of students joined them, all dressed in their ordinary clothes. They sat down around the three vampires looking grim and guilty. The café owners looked at each other in confusion.

Everyone looked at the five Hufflepuffs guiltily. "Guys stop it, we're fine," Ernie laughed nervously, not liking the stares.

"Besides, we're here to talk about something important not mope around," Susan said, looking towards Hannah.

The brunette nodded and folded her hands on her lap. "I called this meeting so we can talking about what we should do about any future attacks to the school."

"I say fight fire with fire!" yelled a seventh year, a few murmured in agreement.

"That's what I thought too," Hannah said, cracking a smiled. Ron watched in amazement at how this meeting reminded him of the D.A. meeting at the Hogs Head, Hannah looked so much like Hermione that it kind of scared him, "but we can't go out and fight vendredeans out in the world."

"Then what should we do?" Zacharias asked.

"We defend Hogwarts. If any vendredean comes to attack, we'll act like a shield."

"We could die in this," mumbled Kevin Whitby.

"Then don't fight."

"What about our families?" Rose asked, "I mean I'm all for the fight but if we die, how would our families take it?"

"I hadn't really-"

"Hannah this fight could kill us all, we have to think of a plan so we can all survive," Justin said, taking a sip of his coffee. There was a silence in which all the Hufflepuffs brainstormed ideas in their heads.

"A pact!" Eleanor Branstone suddenly shouted, her short body jumping on a table so she could be heard better, "lets make a pact to protect each other from them. If the alarm sounds off in the morning we can check who's in the inn or not before leaving for Hogwarts, the ones that don't want to fight can search Devingston in case-no wait...how about we make up a device-Owen, Laura you're good with those right," the two third years nodded, "you guys can make up a device that'll tell us where everyone is if the alarm goes off!"

"Good plan," Hannah said thoughtfully, "can you two make a device like that?"

"We can try, it'll probably take a month to make since we need materials and the right spells," Laura said quickly.

"What kind of materials?"

"Something that'll be strong enough to hold a large number of spells, maybe a really strong metal."

"I can help with that! My dad owns a bunch of muggle things, most of them are metal," piped Kevin.

Ron smiled, he felt a warm feeling emit from the Hufflepuffs as they shouted suggestions and ideas to each other. Somehow they felt like family to him, "so it's a pact," he said quietly.

"Yeah," they responded, surprising him. It took a few seconds for him to remember that their hearing was sensitive.

-

EEK! (shoots self) ack!!!! T.T soz if this was short but I wanted it up before even more days passed (sweat drop) see, there were more parts to this chappy but-

Evil Ron: You were too lazy to put the rest up (crosses arms) and you didn't put me in the chapter like you said you wench!

Wp: I said I might! That meant there was the possibility of a no

Evil Ron: (mumbles) wench...

Wp: Raper!

Evil Ron: Hey! I'm evil but I'm not sick!

Wp: explain yourself? Torturing Ron like that in his dream, shame on you!

Evil Ron: Ok I was horny at the time so bugger off, besides, you created me, you're the raper

Ron: Can we steer this conversation to a lighter subject? (sweatdrop)

Evil Ron: RONNIEKINS! (runs over to glomp him)

Ron: O.O uh-oh....

Justin: (bursts in like superman) back away from my mate!

Evil Ron: Make me Blondie!

Wp: (hides under desk)

Ron: (joins)

Wp and Ron: (conjure up popcorn and watch the show)

Justin: Sick bastardo! (flip kick)

Evil Ron: Primitive whore! (slap)

Justin: Freak of cock! (punch)

Ron: five galleons says that in the next chapter they'll be having sex (munches on popcorn)

Wp: (turned to Ron) o.O ...ok deal

Everyone: review please!

Evil Ron: two timer! (pulls out cross)

Justin: Ugh! Powers....weakening! (kneels) you dirty whore!