Title: At First Bite
Author name: true-elfy
Category: Romance
Sub Category: Supernatural
Rating: R
Summary: After been mysteriously bitten, Hermione is on a journey of self discovery, what she discovers......her dark side, with the help of Draco; she realizes that in the magical world, some believe that blood does truly identify who you are. .
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing!
Note to reviewers!
~piedermort~: aww I feel so honored I will definitely update! (Look at what im doing now lol)
Natyslacks: can't agree with you more, every girls dream... *sigh* lost in Draco Land....*drool*
Nissy Padfoot: lol its here!
Mione Riddle/Malfoy: longer lol Okie, I was soo busy with school stuff I couldn't do much!! *Meep* soz but I'll TRY to make it longer!
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At first bite
Chapter three: Draco Malfoy
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Previously on first bite,
"Well Potter" he greeted, a smirk plastered across his otherwise stunning face "--you may feel like a poet.....but you sound like an idiot"
"Malfoy" said the two seething Gryffindors said in unison.
"What do you want now, Malfoy?" snapped Harry, narrowing his eyes at his archenemy. Draco had definitely grown up during the summer, he had grown tall, his well muscled shoulders fit snuggly into the mandatory school uniform, and his well defined features never ceased to stop the girls swooning.
"What could I possibly want from a scarhead such as yourself" he said, there was laughter, if you can call it that, from his bodyguards but his steely eyes rode over to Hermione. She shifted slightly under his scrutinizing gaze but never lowered her eyes from his face. She had a nice view.
"No, I wanted to talk to your Mudblood," he said smirking at their surprised expressions. Draco's eyes homed in on her neck. The morning sun reflected off his platinum blonde hair as he tilted his head to one side, to get a better look at her scars, which, to Hermione's dismay seemed permanent.
"Well go ahead" she said as her hand flew to her collar hastily hiding the marks form prying eyes, while trying to look inconspicuous.
"When did you get that?" he asked, his gaze now piercing,
"When did I get what?" she replied, her voice wavering with anxiety and dread.
"Don't act stupid Granger, the bite marks, when did you get them?" he asked scowling at her ignorance. Did she know how dangerous she is?
"That's none of your business Malfoy, now if your quite done, we going to be late c'mon Harry" she said, her unease faltering and her usual know-it- all attitude taking over.
"None of my business?" Draco laughed in disbelief stopping them from turning around. "Granger, you have no idea." with that said, he left, his black cloak whisking the stone cold floor of the great hall.
"Malfoy, COME BACK H—"
Harry gently held her arm, preventing her from going after Malfoy. Hermione defensively flinched away from his warm touch hissing softly. Startled at her own reaction, Hermione stuttered an apology.
"Harry, I am sorry, that....it never happ—...I am so sorry" unshed tears glistering in her normally perky eyes, she cautiously backed away from him and fled toward the vast wooden doors of the great hall. With a sweep of her bushy hair she was gone.
Harry watched with a heavy heart as she left.
"Oi 'arry wsit now eh?" asked Ron munching on a mouthful of Weasley Weezers tacky chewing gum. He didn't know that of course, packages containing free samples of sweets seem to peak Ron's curiosity.
"I dunno Ron." With a sigh Harry shuffled his way towards his table. Ron shrugged his shoulders, chewing thoughtfully, followed Harry.
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Hermione slammed the bathroom door shut. What's happing to me? What have I become? She gazed into the mirror eyeing her reflection. A very exhausted and very pale Hermione stared back. She hadn't been sleeping well for the last two days, falling in and out of drowsiness, frequently, cold shivers ran through her body, but no dreams plagued her mind.
She peered closer into the mirror examining her eyes, they're lighter? Her eyes roamed over her pale forehead and rested on the dark skin beneath her eye lids. She practiced a few smiles in the mirror but the dark patched still remained. She glumly lifted her cheeks a bit higher, with her fingers, making her sight slightly blurred. I need help. She released her hands and her cheeks sank back down. I really need help. And with a determined stance she stormed out the bathroom, her hair in a frenzy.
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Harry stood next to the large windows of the Gryffindor common room. It had started raining and the bright afternoon he hoped for was gone with the wind. The rain tapped against the window, as thunder grumbled across the sky. His mind wondered back to earlier that day when Hermione snapped at him, more like hissed he decided. Harry sighed deeply. What had happened? He sighed even deeper.
"Harry, will you stop with the moping around honestly! Whiney whiney whiney! Your like Moaning Myrtle." He ran a hand through his hair. "Minus the braids"
"Myrtle? Oh thanks very much Ron!" said Harry. He left the window and settled on a couch. "I'm sorry, I'm just really tired"
"Yeah? Whats wrong?" he said dipping his quill back in the ink pot and started scratching "Chuddly Cannon's Rule" across his journal.
"Ah nothing, it's just. Hasn't Hermione acted strange lately?" he asked turning fully towards Ron.
"well, she's stopped nagging me 'bout my potions today! Your right something's wrong!" he exclaimed with no hint of sarcasm.
Author name: true-elfy
Category: Romance
Sub Category: Supernatural
Rating: R
Summary: After been mysteriously bitten, Hermione is on a journey of self discovery, what she discovers......her dark side, with the help of Draco; she realizes that in the magical world, some believe that blood does truly identify who you are. .
DISCLAIMER: I own nothing!
Note to reviewers!
~piedermort~: aww I feel so honored I will definitely update! (Look at what im doing now lol)
Natyslacks: can't agree with you more, every girls dream... *sigh* lost in Draco Land....*drool*
Nissy Padfoot: lol its here!
Mione Riddle/Malfoy: longer lol Okie, I was soo busy with school stuff I couldn't do much!! *Meep* soz but I'll TRY to make it longer!
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At first bite
Chapter three: Draco Malfoy
************************************************************************
Previously on first bite,
"Well Potter" he greeted, a smirk plastered across his otherwise stunning face "--you may feel like a poet.....but you sound like an idiot"
"Malfoy" said the two seething Gryffindors said in unison.
"What do you want now, Malfoy?" snapped Harry, narrowing his eyes at his archenemy. Draco had definitely grown up during the summer, he had grown tall, his well muscled shoulders fit snuggly into the mandatory school uniform, and his well defined features never ceased to stop the girls swooning.
"What could I possibly want from a scarhead such as yourself" he said, there was laughter, if you can call it that, from his bodyguards but his steely eyes rode over to Hermione. She shifted slightly under his scrutinizing gaze but never lowered her eyes from his face. She had a nice view.
"No, I wanted to talk to your Mudblood," he said smirking at their surprised expressions. Draco's eyes homed in on her neck. The morning sun reflected off his platinum blonde hair as he tilted his head to one side, to get a better look at her scars, which, to Hermione's dismay seemed permanent.
"Well go ahead" she said as her hand flew to her collar hastily hiding the marks form prying eyes, while trying to look inconspicuous.
"When did you get that?" he asked, his gaze now piercing,
"When did I get what?" she replied, her voice wavering with anxiety and dread.
"Don't act stupid Granger, the bite marks, when did you get them?" he asked scowling at her ignorance. Did she know how dangerous she is?
"That's none of your business Malfoy, now if your quite done, we going to be late c'mon Harry" she said, her unease faltering and her usual know-it- all attitude taking over.
"None of my business?" Draco laughed in disbelief stopping them from turning around. "Granger, you have no idea." with that said, he left, his black cloak whisking the stone cold floor of the great hall.
"Malfoy, COME BACK H—"
Harry gently held her arm, preventing her from going after Malfoy. Hermione defensively flinched away from his warm touch hissing softly. Startled at her own reaction, Hermione stuttered an apology.
"Harry, I am sorry, that....it never happ—...I am so sorry" unshed tears glistering in her normally perky eyes, she cautiously backed away from him and fled toward the vast wooden doors of the great hall. With a sweep of her bushy hair she was gone.
Harry watched with a heavy heart as she left.
"Oi 'arry wsit now eh?" asked Ron munching on a mouthful of Weasley Weezers tacky chewing gum. He didn't know that of course, packages containing free samples of sweets seem to peak Ron's curiosity.
"I dunno Ron." With a sigh Harry shuffled his way towards his table. Ron shrugged his shoulders, chewing thoughtfully, followed Harry.
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Hermione slammed the bathroom door shut. What's happing to me? What have I become? She gazed into the mirror eyeing her reflection. A very exhausted and very pale Hermione stared back. She hadn't been sleeping well for the last two days, falling in and out of drowsiness, frequently, cold shivers ran through her body, but no dreams plagued her mind.
She peered closer into the mirror examining her eyes, they're lighter? Her eyes roamed over her pale forehead and rested on the dark skin beneath her eye lids. She practiced a few smiles in the mirror but the dark patched still remained. She glumly lifted her cheeks a bit higher, with her fingers, making her sight slightly blurred. I need help. She released her hands and her cheeks sank back down. I really need help. And with a determined stance she stormed out the bathroom, her hair in a frenzy.
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Harry stood next to the large windows of the Gryffindor common room. It had started raining and the bright afternoon he hoped for was gone with the wind. The rain tapped against the window, as thunder grumbled across the sky. His mind wondered back to earlier that day when Hermione snapped at him, more like hissed he decided. Harry sighed deeply. What had happened? He sighed even deeper.
"Harry, will you stop with the moping around honestly! Whiney whiney whiney! Your like Moaning Myrtle." He ran a hand through his hair. "Minus the braids"
"Myrtle? Oh thanks very much Ron!" said Harry. He left the window and settled on a couch. "I'm sorry, I'm just really tired"
"Yeah? Whats wrong?" he said dipping his quill back in the ink pot and started scratching "Chuddly Cannon's Rule" across his journal.
"Ah nothing, it's just. Hasn't Hermione acted strange lately?" he asked turning fully towards Ron.
"well, she's stopped nagging me 'bout my potions today! Your right something's wrong!" he exclaimed with no hint of sarcasm.
