He Bit down feeling the warm liquid ooze from the puncture. He was becoming stronger now that he had eaten but had to focus on not taking too much. She wriggled and squirmed under his grasp. Hermione was terrified, he could smell her fear and it drove him on.
It was her decision and she had made it, wanting to be one of them was not something you could just turn your back on and Draco wasn't just going to let her change her mind. She had been told it would hurt but she would exact her revenge when she had to take from him.
To become a vampire it is not just a point of being bitten, you have to have blood taken and take some blood back that was all she knew.
As ha finished she just lay there a small trickle of red liquid the colour of ruby ran over her pale skin and onto her blue shirt. Hermione's eyes opened and instead of seeing round pupils on top of hazel colour, he saw two black slits down the centre of completely white eyes. That's what he looked like at the beginning but now he had acquired the ability to change between three colours. It's like when a baby's born, its eyes are blue until the gene pool sets in and then they change. Now she was a member of an exclusive and d elusive gene pool, she belonged to Draco.
She sat up and looked dazed, then Hermione looked down towards Draco, He saw that she was eyeing his neck, she wanted to continue. So he let her, biting down Hermione realised that there was nothing coming out. So she bit again, scraping and gnawing like some demonic beaver. Then she got it and sunk her teeth into the pale skin before her.
Harry ran through the corridors eager to get to his former lover. He barely touched the floor but to him every footstep was either too loud or too slow. He got to the door of Ronald Weasley and crashed through. Looking in every room, in every corner and every hiding place imaginable he eventually had to give up his search for the girl. Then he realised, the bite marks he had seen. They weren't his because he only ever bit her on the rite sides of the neck. However that elicit slime ball Draco always used the left had side to bite. Sort of like a trade mark so he ran back the way he came up to Draco's dormitory he was after him and he would not give up. When he reached the door he realized that there was a spell on it, though he did not know which one. So Harry began going thought each incantation he knew.
Hermione had had enough now, if she took much more he would die. Pushing her off he felt her thrash at the skin with her teeth so he sat her up and held on top her arms.
"No more, you've had enough." She looked at him with pleading eyes but he stood up and placed his finger over the newly opened puncture wounds, they hadn't hurt this much when he first acquired them so why are they so painful now? Withdrawing his hand Draco held them towards the now giggling girl that sat on his bed. She nipped at his fingers as she licked off the last of the blood, and then came the blast. Knocking Hermione to the floor against a wall, out cold. Harry came rushing in and transported them to the grounds. It was better to have a vampire fight outside where there were no sharp implements and more room to throw each other around. So all three of them went. Him His friend and his brother.