"Wow, you're actually on time," Draco commented.

"Of course I'm on time, I couldn't wait to beat you again. It's really fun to see that expression of disbelief on your face when you lose. Really hilarious, actually," Harry smirked.

Draco chose to ignore that comment. "Okay, what do I learn first?"

"To hide your thoughts. I could hear everything you planned to do, which is why it made it so easy to dodge your attack."

"Alright. How do I block my thoughts?" Draco asked. Out of all his years of slayer training he had never learned to block out thoughts.

"It's quite simple, actually. Just imagine a wall. That's the most basic way to block out thoughts. You think of a brick wall up in your mind, blocking off your thoughts. Of course, it's very hard to keep imagining a wall in your mind if your fighting, but since it's the most basic form of blocking out intruders from your mind, we'll practice that," Harry said. Draco did as he was told, imagining a brick wall.

While he thought of the wall, he began to put up some grafitti with it. He was having fun with this.

"Well, good job, except I've never seen anyone put up a mental wall with grafitti on it before," Harry laughed, and Draco looked shocked.

"I thought you couldn't read my mind when I put up the wall!"

"I can't. The reason the wall technique works is because you can see the wall, but not what's behind it. What did you write up on your wall anyway, I just saw the grafitti."

Draco shrugged, "Just random words."

"Alright, well, since you managed that, the second way to keep your thoughts away from those of us who can read them is simply think quietly. When fighting, vampires don't purposely try to read peoples minds, it's just when someone thinks, you naturally think 'loudly'. Basically, it's like telling your opponent what you're going to do. So think quietly. That only works in a fight. The only way to truly block someone out of your mind is to A) learn occlumency, which I can't teach you, seeing as I always skipped classes. Or B) get a potion to block out intruders. That's all I can say," Harry shrugged.

"I'll learn occlumency then. I'm sure Snape will teach me," Draco said enthusiastically. Harry mumbled something, but Draco didn't catch it.

"Here you go, I want to see how you fight when I can't read your thoughts," Harry said, holding out a glass of liquid.

"What s this?"

"A potion, so that I can't read your thoughts," replied Harry, as if everyone should know what it is.

Draco downed the glass, and took up a stance so that he could attack Harry. He lunged, but Harry held out his hand, and Draco found himself suspended in mid-air.

Harry put his hand down, and Draco fell to the ground.

He scrambled up and glared at Harry angrily, "That wasn't fair! It's a muggle fight! No magic!"

"I thought you said you wanted to be a Slayer. Vampires don't fight fair, especially if their life is at stake," Harry replied nonchalantly.

Draco's anger went out like a light as the full potential of what Harry had just said struck him. "I actually kill vampires when I'm a Slayer, huh?"

"No, Malfoy! You invite them over for tea and cakes, then wish them the best of luck in their eternal lives. OF COURSE YOU KILL THEM YOU TWIT!" Harry yelled.

Draco flinched, then remembered what he had wanted to ask Harry previously, "How did you become a vampire?"

Harry looked taken aback, then answered, "That's not important to the lesson, now, I'm going to begin to teach you wandless magic. You have to be very good at magic to be able to preform any spells, so I just hope you have an O in all your classes..."

"Yes, I'll have you know I do have an O in all of my classes, and that I can preform some simple spells without a wand," Draco said, puffing up slightly as if he had acheived the impossible.

Harry sighed and rolled his eyes. "Alright, well good. That will make teaching you a little easier, now-"

Draco cut him off, "Tell me how you became a vampire!"

"No, I don't want to," Harry whined, sounding about five years old.

"Well if you don't, I'll tell everyone about what you are," Draco taunted. Harry looked at him, and was very tempted to cast an unforgivable curse on him, but refrained from doing so.

"I'm a vampire hybrid. My dad was a vampire, but my mom wasn't. Which is why I only need to drink from three rats every month, while other vampires have to drink from a human once a month. Are you happy now?"

"So basically you can do everything a vampire can do, but you need less blood to do it?" Draco asked.

Harry nodded his head. "Can we get back to the lesson? Unless, of course, you want to call it a night." Harry looked hopeful.

"No, teach me some wandless magic," Draco ordered.

Harry sighed and began his lesson.

A/N: Thank you to everyone who's reviewed!