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.
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At First Bite
Chapter Four: A lesson in breathing
Hermione walked the grounds of Hogwarts. Autumn was slowly fading and the weather grew cold, an introduction to winter. Book in hand, she mindlessly wondered, the dead leaves crunching beneath her feet. She needed to know who she was, what she was. She pulled her scarf tighter around her neck fighting off the chill that played with the wind.
Draco stood by his dormitory window clad in black slacks, looking out. The stain glass of the Slytherin snake obscured his vision. He would do this every morning, get up early, before the rest and stare out, past the clouds toward the rising sun.
"Draco?" came a groggy voice. Draco ignored it.
"Draco, what—"
"Go back to bed Goyle!" said Draco not even bothering to turn around.
"but— "
"Quiet! Go back to bed, I don't want to talk" Draco said steadily. Waking up to Goyle's face each morning, was worst that that facing a three headed dog that is including the slobber. Mumbling something incoherent Goyle threw the covers over and promptly started snoring.
How long did I have to put up with these hulking brutes? He pulled his hands from his pockets and felt the ring that anchored his left index finger. As long as I wears this. Two serpents intricate in their scales, intertwined, weaving in and out through the elegantly crafted 'M', adorned his pale finger. Emeralds for eyes the two snaked shimmered with pride and value. Dropping his hand, Draco threw open the unresisting windows, with his free hand. His unbranded one. The breeze was cold, but he didn't mind, he had faced colder. As he looked out the window, something caught his eye, something bushy, something brown. Mudblood.
Down below Hermione stood still, taking time to digest all the information she had gathered from her book 'Have you met a Vampire?' The book fell from her hands landing with a thud on the scurrying piles of leaves. She felt like she couldn't breathe, like her lungs closing in on her. She started panicking, her breathing becoming shallow. She crumpled to the floor clutching her sternum. Then like a shower of cold water washing over her, her vision darkened and the pain pierced her like thousand needles, all at once.
Seeing her collapse, Draco compelled by overpowering curiosity, snatched up a black jumper and made his way down the stairs, through his common room and out toward the fields. He slowed down considerably and (hoping no one was watching) strolled over to Hermione's side. She was on knees, bracing herself against the leaf strewn grass, trying to catch her breath.
"Granger, fancy meeting you!" he said with feigned surprise. She didn't have the strength to turn around.
She just looked at him through her network of frizzy hair, her eyes flashing every time she drew in a breath. Oh joy Malfoy.
Draco returned a cheerful smile.
"Morning"
Fearing the fact that she was about to pass out, (either from pain or anger, maybe both) Hermione chose to ignore the greeting. She focused on relaxing even though her fists involuntarily clenched preparing to show Malfoy some stars he didn't see in fifth grade.
"Pretty nippy out here Granger," said Draco scrunching up his nose. "I'd better head back"
He turned to walk away but stopped in his tracks and did the unexpected he walked back to Hermione's side and extended an arm for her. She looked at his hand and then at him, a brief look of confusing crossed her face.
"Not to worry, I don't bite" he paused and said "well…"
Hermione didn't think twice about it and with the help of Malfoy hoisted herself off the ground. Before Draco could make a snide remark she—
SLAP! The nearby birds flew from their nests.
Draco's head snapped back at the force. Hermione clutched her hand in pain.
"AWW!" he yelled, now seeing the stars he hadn't seen before.
"HOW DARE YOU! FILTHY MUDBLOOD!" his normally composed voice whipping like a cane, carried across the field. Hermione jumped back at his volume. Stepping back ever so cautiously as Draco straightened up and stepped closer to her, his face contorted in livid furry.
A/N
Hiya, thx so much for all your reviews! You guys rock… yes yes I will try and make them longer. Its just im soo caught up with my work! Urh! and it my birthday this Saturday! Yai im gonna b 15!AHH!
