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"AVADA KADAVRA!" came a voice from somewhere behind Blaise.

Draco knew that voice.

"Harry..." He said softly.

Blaise didn't even scream as the light hit him again, for the second time. Spells may not have any affect in the after life, but it did knock him unconscious.

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Harry lurched forward, grabbed one of the swords awkwardly and stabbed Blaise through the heart.

"Stay there. Forever. I never want you to move from that spot Blaise Zabini," Harry croaked before turning and smiling at Draco.

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Harry collapsed and Draco picked him up. He took a potion from his pocket, and made Harry drink it. Suddenly, the vampire was gone, and Draco waited for his potion to wear off.


"Will he be okay!" Draco asked, running into the infirmary.

Taking one look at all of the sullen faces, Draco got his answer and burst into tears. He found he'd been crying a lot lately. If his father saw him, Draco would never hear the end of it.

"He was hit with an unforgivable curse... I don't know if he'll be able to survive that... If he had a mate... well then... maybe he would pull through..." Dumbledore looked at Draco with that twinkle in his eye. The blond nodded, and headed towards the boy on the bed.

"Harry?" he asked softly.

Harry's head turned and his green eyes stared into stormy grey ones.

"Hey there," Harry said, his voice cracking and weak.

"Do you know what a dork you were stepping in front of the killing curse like that!" Draco asked, almost outraged.

Harry smiled widely and nodded his head.

Draco smiled down at him.

"Did you ever find your mate?" Draco asked softly.

Harry nodded again.

"And who..."

Draco never finished as Harry's lips touched his softly in a light kiss. The Slytherin deepened the kiss as the teachers slowly filed out of the room. Dumbledore turned just before exiting the room, looking at the two boys for a second before leaving and turning to Fawkes, who was perched on his shoulder, "You could have healed him, at least for a while,isn't that right, Fawkes?"

The bird nodded.

Dumbledore chuckled, "but I do love how this turned out so much better."

The bird nodded again, letting out a soft note, which seemed to linger in the air.


"So I'm going to be stuck with The-Boy-Who-Just-Won't-Fucking-Die for the rest of my life?" Draco asked his smile in place, to let Harry know he was joking.

"Hey, you have it easy! I'm going to be stuck with That-Prat-Draco-Fucking-Malfoy."

Malfoy began to pout, and Harry started to snog him. Needless to say,Draco wasn't pouting any longer.

"Will you guys PLEASE not do that in our common room!" Ron screamed as he walked in on Draco and Harry.

Harry leapt back, but Draco pulled him back down, so that he was on his lap.

"GAAA! I can't take it 'Mione! I just can't! They always do that!"

Hermione laughed, "Oh, come on Ron! You have to admit, it is pretty sexy!"

Everyone in the room stopped what they were doing and turned to stare at Hermione.

"What?" she asked, "I'm just telling the truth..." she turned bright red, and grabbed Ron, dragging him out of the room with her.

Everyone burst out laughing at Hermione's embarrassment.

Harry and Draco didn't notice; they were too busy snogging.


"Harry, the headmaster wishes to speak to you!" McGonagall said, coming into the Gryffindor common room (deducting points because of Harry and Draco's snog-fest on the couch).

Harry nodded, and kissed Draco good bye.


"You wanted to talk to me, sir?" Harry asked.

"Harry, do you remember any of what happened when you were in the shadow world? Mr. Malfoy says that Mr. Zabini killed you, and yet, here you are."

Harry nodded, chuckling slightly. "Blaise, he got to me before Draco did, and so I created a holograph, so that Blaise would think I was still beside him, while I watched Draco and him fight. When I saw him almost kill Draco, I got scared and was about to kill him then, but then he walked over and 'killed' me. That's when I walked out and cast the killing curse," Harry said, relaying the story. The events were beginning to get fuzzy in his mind. Dumbledore said that was what was supposed to happen. Harry had been alive when he went to the Umbra World, and you aren't supposed to be there while you are alive, therefore, it was natural that he would forget how it looked and details like that until it was his time to actually visit there.

"Harry... I don't think I need to tell you this, but you need to make Draco a vampire as well... otherwise I think the curse may begin to take hold of you again. The kiss cured you for a while, but Draco needs to be a vampire," Dumbledore said, staring at Harry seriously.

Harry nodded. "I know... I-I'll talk to him about it..."

"I think that would be wise. Good day, Harry," Dumbledore said. Harry stood, getting ready to leave, when Dumbledore held out a dish with lemon drops on it, "Oh, I almost forgot, my mind isn't what it used to be, you know." Dumbledore laughed, "Lemon Drop?"

Harry chuckled, "no thank you... I have to talk to Draco."

Dumbledore nodded, "Of course. Good luck."

"Uh-huh," Harry said absently, walking out of the office.


"Draco?" Harry asked.

"Yeah? Hey, what'd the old coot want to talk to you about? Are you okay?" Draco asked.

"Yeah, of course I'm okay, I just... um... I wanted to talk to you on your views of being a vampire. Would it bother you to be... you know... sorta like me?"

Draco blinked once. Twice. "Run that by me again?"

Harry sighed. "Would it bother you if you were a vampire... you know... If I was to turn you into one..."

Draco chuckled slightly, but the sound died in his throat.

"Um... I-I never really thought about it..." Draco said, "Why do you ask?"

Harry thought up of the truthful answer to that question Because I'll die if you don't... but he kept it to himself. "I was just wondering... it's just tradition..."

It was a little more than tradition. Every vampire had to turn their mate, otherwise they got sick, very sick, and had to drink more blood... blood which could only be supplied by their mates, and that would kill the mate. Too much blood would be drained from them. Plus, Harry had to fear not only for his mate's life, but for his own. After all, if he died, who would stand up to Voldemort? He had a profecy to fulfill, and a mate to protect.

Harry sighed.

"Never mind. Forget I asked."


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