Ch 9

a/n: Very important!!! last chapter the wrong version was uploaded, so reread the last chapter (not much was changed, but some things make it a little clearer)!!! Newho, ya'll better feel loved, because here's another chapter.....

Last time:

"Let's get this over with." Ginevera said opening the closet door. Stuff spilled out onto the floor, and the many piles of papers and objects had a thick layer of dust on them. Cobwebs were everywhere.

One thought went through both of the students' heads. It is going to be a long night.

Now:

Ginevera began stacking old books outside the closet so they could get back to the rest of the stuff. I have to ask him about Brandon's. She reminded herself.

Draco was making a pile of cups that were transfigured in the students sixth year, and he noticed Gin's arse as she bent over to pick up a particularly dusty book. Just be her friend; that's it. He told himself several times.

"So, what do you think of Brandon?" Gin asked.

"Uh," he wondered why she was asking. "He's a vampire."

"Well, duh." She said. "I was just wondering because he's helping us figure out what Snape was talking about the other day."

"He is?"

"I asked him to; he's got some useful connections."

"Oh."

"Its okay I asked him to help, right?" she began a second stack of books.

"Sure." He was wiping off a shelf.

"Well, he was wondering if Blaise, you, and I could meet him in the Forest tomorrow night."

"Why?"

"He might have some information for us by then."

Being a vampire's dinner wasn't high on Draco's list of things to do, but he wasn't about to let Gin go alone again. "I'll talk to Blaise."

"Okay."

By 11 o'clock, they had sorted everything, and wiped off all the shelves. They were currently resting in the floor of the closet.

"All we go to do is put these up." Draco said pointing to the piles.

Ginevera nodded and yawned.

"Did you stay up late last night?" Draco asked. He didn't get an answer because the little redhead beside him had fallen asleep and was using his shoulder as a pillow.

Gently laying her down on the floor, Draco got up and put everything on the various shelves. He carefully picked her up and walked out of the classroom into the dark halls.

Draco had a hard time touching the blue bolt of lightening and holding Gin, but he managed to get her inside and on her bed. He took her outer robe and her shoes off of her and covered her with the soft comforter. Draco turned to leave when she grabbed his wrist in her sleep.

"Gin, wake up." He whispered.

"Stay," she pleaded sleepily, her eyes still closed.

Draco complied and took off his shoes before lying down next to her. He tried to keep his distance until she snuggled up to him. We're just friends. He thought stubbornly before falling asleep.

Ginevera woke up around three in the morning from what she considered a very weird dream. In the dream she had been in the forest talking to Michael, and Brandon had brought Draco and Blaise to her.

Giving Blaise a hug, she had turned to Draco.

"I don't know what to say; how are we supposed to stop this?" Ginevera asked.

"Just do what Snape told us to." Blaise said.

Draco reached for her hand. "We can do it." He placed a gentle kiss on her lips.

That was where she had woken up. Draco's arm was draped protectively around her. She watched the steady rise and fall of his chest. Turning to face him, she curled up closer to him. "We're just friends." She muttered, drifting off to sleep.

Brandon stood outside her window, watching the two sleep. He felt his heart clench. She's his now. He told himself. I chose to be a vampire over her; she needs someone who can be with her and give her the warmth I can't. Brandon remembered the moment it he had chosen.

Ginevera and he had been allowed to visit certain vampires and had become fascinated. She had loved their mystery and grace, while he had loved the raw power. One day she was sick, and he had gone to the forest alone.

"What do you want?" Michael had asked.

"Power." Had been the only thing Brandon could reply.

"Would you be willing to give up everything for it?"

"Yes."

"Your family?"

"They don't care about me."

"Your friends?"

"They won't notice if I'm gone."

Michael paused. "Your girlfriend?"

Brandon battled with himself; he finally managed to convince himself that they could still have a relationship if he changed, and change he did.

His dark brown hair turned an almost black color, and his normally green eyes turned to a piercing blue. His muscles were enhanced, and he gained a power and control of his body he never imagined.

But it didn't turn out the way he expected it to; the first few days, he couldn't be around anyone human without the thirst threatening to break free, including Ginevera. Then he realized he couldn't love her the same way; being one of the damned cost a lot, including his human emotions. Yes, he still loved her, but he couldn't care about her the way he had. They had become more of friends, and to see her smile in her sleep beside Draco had been the last step.

Yes, she can be happy now. He took one last glance before jumping into the darkness. Now they'll just have to survive the prophecy; tomorrow night should prove interesting.

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