AN: So the plot thickens. Thanks to those who reviewed. I thought chapter eleven kinda blowed so I made a better chapter twelve. Well heeeeeerrreee's 13!

Previously:

A tear traveled down Harry's cheek. "Don't go Draco." He leaned forward and pressed his lips softly against Draco's. The kiss was gentle but electricity flew through the both of them. Harry pulled away.

"I can take care of you." Harry said and Draco broke down and cried in Harry's warm embrace.

Chapter 13

Draco woke up in Harry's arms and he sighed. He felt warm not only on the outside, but also in the inside. It was a nice feeling. Harry slept on and Draco studied his features. Harry was beautiful but not in a real feminine way. His skin was a light bronze and he had soft but chiseled features. His nose was slightly upturned but not in a piggy way like Pansy's. Draco noticed that up close they Harry's hair had a red hue near the roots. His hair pointed in every direction and the Slytherin moved away Harry's bangs and traced the famous scar. He kissed the scar and noticed that around the scar there were small scars as if Harry was trying to scratch his skin off. They were barely noticeable even up close and Draco wondered why they were there. He recalled what Snape said last night.

"It'll burn when he calls you and it'll burn if the Dark Lord is frustrated or angry and every time a crucio is cast, even if it's not on you, you feel it."

Did Harry feel every time the Dark Lord was mad? Did he feel every crucio? Draco stroked the scar. He was glad it was a Saturday. For those who wouldn't be going home till tomorrow there was still another trip to Homesgade. Draco smiled. He hadn't gotten a present for Harry. He would get one today.

Harry moaned and opened his eyes, blinking sleepily. When his sight cleared he looked at Draco and smiled at him. He buried his head in the crook of Draco's neck, taking in his scent. Draco smelled like ginger and cream, spicy yet sweet.

"I'm glad you didn't go." Harry said and Draco nodded. "So am I." He said quietly and Harry looked up at him. They stared into each others eyes before their lips met in another gentle kiss. Draco let his tongue caress Harry's lips that opened and gave him permission. He savored Harry's taste. He knew he could have Harry and that Harry would be willing but this was no one night stand. He wanted his time with Harry to be special.

Harry moaned in Draco's mouth. In truth, It was his first REAL kiss. With Cho and Kelly the Ravenclaw he dated briefly they were simple pecks. With Draco it was fiery and full of passion and he loved it.

Draco pulled back and Harry began to nibble his chin, his neck……"

"Oh!" Draco cried out when Harry bit gently on his neck. What was that? Draco didn't know he had a sensitive spot. Harry unlocked his lips on Draco's neck and smiled shyly.

"Um……So what exactly are we?" Harry asked trying to hide his er….problem. Draco saw it anyway and kissed Harry's nose.

"I hate to disappoint people. Everybody's going to se so distraught seeing how the great Malfoy isn't single anymore."

Harry's eyes widened and he launched himself at Draco and snogged him furiously. All that pent up energy and sexual frustration had taken its toll on him. Draco knew then they would be a little late for breakfast.

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Hermione ran to Ron who was proceeding to help himself to a serving of scrambled eggs. "Ron you'll never guess!"

Ron looked at her and turned back to his breakfast. "I won't even try." He said and took a sip of his orange juice. Hermione threw her arms up in exasperation and sat down next to him.

"I hate to tell you, but Professor Miggorian isn't what we think she is." She said and Ron gave her a weird look.

"She's exactly what everyone think she is. A kook!"

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Other than that. Miggorian's a vampire!" Ron choked on his juice.

"A what!" he exclaimed the he lowered his voice to a hiss. "Are you off your bloody rocker Mione? Come on, if Miggorian is a vampire, how can she be in the light?" he asked pointing to Miggorian who was at the table in the front buttering a slice of toast.

Hermione slammed a large book on the table and turned to page 4,563. "Not if she's a half vampire." Hermione stated and pointed to a paragraph and read. "When a person is a half vampire, there are some things that cancel out like their aversion of sunlight or their allergy to garlic. It's common sense. I saw Miggorian yesterday take a drink from her goblet. When a drop landed on her chin and she wiped it off it streaked. She wasn't drinking wine, she was drinking blood."

Ron gaped. "Are you sure Hermione." And when she nodded he shook his head. "First we get a stuttering weirdo with You-Know-Who on the back of his head, we get a full of himself beauty king, a werewolf, a creepy magical eyed imposter, then a crazy frog faced bitch, and now you're telling me we have a vampire for our DADA teacher? Dumbledore sure knows how to pick them out of the lot doesn't he?"

Hermione smiled. "Yes, but Dumbledore hasn't hired anyone he couldn't handle. It isn't as if she attacked a student or anything. Besides that may explain her odd ways and she's most likely drinking voluntary or donated blood. She can not harm while Dumbledore's around."

Hermione fixed herself to some sliced fruit as Ron pondered. "Hermione. I've heard dad say that You-Know-Who has been getting vampires to join his side. After all, they are creatures of the darkness. Miggorian could be a spy."

Hermione smiled. "An even better reason for Dumbledore to hire her. Perhaps he cang et something out of her. Let's talk of this later there's Harry."

Harry entered with Draco and as usual whispers vegan to circulate as a hundred pair of eyes zoomed in on their locked hands. When Draco tried to walked to the Slytherin table, Harry pulled him to the Gryffindor table and they sat across from Ron or Hermione.

For a moment, no one said anything and Draco began to feel uncomfortable. Finally Ron blurted out, "What's ferret doing over here and why were you holding hands with them?"

The witch next to him pursed her lips. Was Ron so stupid? "Ron they're together can't you tell and besides we'd best get along for we're spending the holidays together."

Draco was tempted to tell the Mudblood to fuck off but he knew it wouldn't set well with Harry. He glanced over to the Slytherin table receiving glares from almost all his classmates. Whoop. There went his reputation. Draco shrugged in his mind finding himself not caring at all. For once, he could be what he wanted to be even though he still thought Gryffindorks sucked.

"Fine Mud……I mean Granger. I'll only get along with you and Weasel because you're Harry's friends. It doesn't mean I like you." Draco pointed out and turned his nose in a way. Harry smiled. He was so stuck up. Suddenly something hit his mind.

"Oh no, I said I would stay with Gino for the holidays. He'll probably be mad at me." He said and Hermione picked her book off the table and set it beside her. "I don't think so." She said and bit into a piece of bacon. Draco served himself a bowl of hot cereal while Harry got a bowl of strawberries.

Hermione pointed to the Slytherin table where they spotted Gino talking to a pretty raven haired girl. "He's been quite infatuated with Zambini's sister over there. I heard the Zambini's were staying so I don't think he'll be lonely at all. He's probably the only Gryffindor the Slytherin's like. They don't harass him at all."

Harry choked when Seamus clutched him from behind. "Harry, you know I love you but why did you bring that jerk over here?" he said giving Draco a glare who glared back.

Seamus continued. "Me and Terry were talking and we thought if you ever wanted to have some fun, you could look us up and………"

"Over my dead body." Draco said Seamus whipped out his wand.

"With pleasure." He said, eyes blazing. Draco moved to stand up but Harry stopped him.

"Enough you two." He said and he looked at Seamus. "Seamus, Draco's my boyfriend." He said and there a humongous gasp from almost everybody who heard. The almost was pointed at Neville who stared for a moment before fainting.

Draco smirked at Fatbottom but it disappeared when he saw Pansy charging towards him.

"Draco are you insane. What are you doing with Scarface?" she screeched and everybody winced at her banshee voice. Draco gave her an icy glare.

"Pansy, I don't like you. I', not even remotely attracted to you. Besides now I'm taken. Deal with it."

Pansy looked shocked but then she smirked. "Well, Scarhead keeps on changing to a brat and back. You can't pursue a relationship like that. Besides Draco didn't you hear? Your father has engaged us." She said thinking she had the upper hand until Draco laughed at her stupidity.

"My father can shove that engagement up his ass and you Pansy can kiss mine." He said and Pansy's jaw dropped before she stomped her foot and turned to walked away.

"Wait Parkinson!" Harry called after her and when she turned around, he sent a curse her way and she screamed. Pansy's skin was now a bright pink and her hair were turned into writhing snakes. Her arms became wings and her legs became very hairy.

She burst into tears and left running out to the hospital wing and Harry smirked at Draco, ignoring Snape's shout, "TWENTY POINTS FROM GRYFFINDOR POTTER!"