Chapter 3.

Gordic's Hollow

Harry hugged Mrs. Weasley in the front garden of the Burrow. She then turned and hugged Hermione, and finally Ron.

"Now be careful! You never know what kind of traps You-Know-Who has set up there. Be careful on the broom ride there, I'll send your owls along later."

Harry doubled checked the strap to which his trunk was attached to his broom. He looked up and saw Ginny hugging Ron, then Hermione. She turned to look at Harry, and then turned to go back into the house. Harry grabbed her arm and pulled her towards him. They hugged briefly. She pulled away and said "Be careful."

Harry tried to smile. "You know me."

"I mean it," she said staring at him. Harry watched her go back into the house and then picked up his broom. And at last, he, Ron and Hermione were taking flight.

The sun had just set when they touched down in a dark woods. Harry tapped his trunk with his wand and it instantly became very light. He picked it up with one hand, and shouldered his broom. Hermione and Ron followed this suit. They reached the eadge of the woods, through which Harry could see the remains of Gordic's Hollow.

A rather large house it must have been. Most of walls were still standing except for one side where Harry could see one blasted away wall. Inside he saw an over-turned chair, a sofa with stuffing coming out, and faded moldy carpet. Harry's heart pounded in his chest as he stared with Ron and Hermione on either side of him. Harry moved to go towards the house but Hermione grabbed his arm.

From behind the house stepped Draco Malfoy. His blonde hair was long and slicked back behind his ears. He stepped to the front of the house looking very bored. He sighed and threw himself down on the front steps.

Harry felt a prickle on the back of his neck. He turned around, feeling like he was being watched. There was no one else in the dark woods but the three of them, and Draco. Harry glanced at Ron and Hermione. Harry knew the tree of them could take Draco before he even knew they were there. But again Harry felt the presence of someone behind him.

He whipped around and behind him stepping through the trees came a girl about his age, maybe a little older. She made no noise as she walked. By what she was wearing, Harry assumed she was a muggle. She had on a black tank top, black pants, and black boots. She had shoulder length blonde hair, and very white skin…as white as the young man Harry had encountered in Diagon Alley. She reached Harry, Ron, and Hermione but didn't look at them. Instead she looked up at Draco, and Harry could see the same black glittering eyes as the young man. Harry hadn't told Ron and Hermione about him. Harry thought, or rather hoped, that he had imagined it.

The girl finally turned and looked at Harry Ron and Hermione. Harry raised his wand, but she just shook her head and stepped through the trees towards Draco.

When she reached the edge of the trees, Draco stood up quickly and pointed his wand at her. She raised her hands to show him she meant no harm. Harry wasn't sure how he knew this, but it seemed Draco knew it. He lowered his wand and stared at her as she went closer to him. Draco gave a small smile as he stared at her. She wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned up and kissed him on the mouth. Draco pulled out and stared at her. She quickly moved so that she was standing behind him. She wrapped one arm across his chest and the other she grabbed a fistful of his hair and tilted his head to the side. She kissed his neck, and Draco closed his eyes smiling

But then the girl picked her head up, and looked through the trees and looked at Harry. She grinned broadly at him, and Harry gasped. She had very white even teeth, but her eye teeth were fangs.

After a second of smiling at Harry she turned back to Draco's neck and sank her fangs into his skin. Draco screamed and tried to throw her off but it did no good.

"No!" Hermione whispered beside him.

Harry couldn't take his eyes off of the scene in front of Gordic's Hollow. Draco's eyes were starting to close as he weakened. He started to fall over, but she held him to her, and together the two of them went to the ground.

At last she pulled off of Draco and continued to stare at him. His blood was dripping down her chin and onto her chest. Draco lay on the ground trying to keep his eyes open his breathing coming out in short bursts.

She stood up and wiped the blood off of her chin with her finger and licked it off. She glanced up through the trees again.

"You three can come out," She said laughing slightly. "He can't hurt you now…and I wont either, do not worry."

Harry glanced at Hermione and Ron. He knew he couldn't trust her, but something made him want to go over to her. Ron was staring at her glassy eyed; he shrugged and started to walk towards the trees. Harry grabbed Hermione's arm and whispered to her "Is this a good idea? She is obviously a vampire!"

Hermione shrugged. "I've read a lot about them, and there is no way we can trust her. But for some reason, I do. I don't think she's an enemy seeing as she just killed Draco."

Harry Sighed and glared at her. But at the same time, he and Hermione followed Ron through the trees.

Harry reached Draco and the vampire and he couldn't take his eyes off of Draco's shuddering body.

"That's right my boy," the vampire said kneeling down by Draco again. "The three last people on earth you want to see as you die."

After about a minute, Draco's breath became shorter and shorter, at last with a small cough, Draco's eyes closed and his head tilted the side, and his breath stopped. He was dead.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione all stared down at the body. Harry had all kind of mixed emotions running through him.

"He didn't deserve this," Hermione whispered staring down at Draco's body. "He should have…have…gone to Azkaban with his father."

"Yes," the vampire whispered. "That's what he thought too. But it doesn't matter."

She looked over at Harry and sighed. Harry could smell the blood on her breath and thought he was going to be sick. He went over to the front steps and sat down. Ron, who had yet to take his eyes off of Draco, suddenly turned towards the woods and fell down on all fours. Hermione hurried over to him as Harry heard him retching.

Harry looked back at the vampire. She suddenly seemed very beautiful to him. Her skin was still so white it was almost glowing, but something made her look even prettier than before.

"It's the blood," She whispered looking at Draco's body. "Makes me look more human, I guess to say."

Harry shook his head. "You can read minds?"

"Yes," She said smiling. "I thought you'd know that."

Ron and Hermione were walking back over to them.

"Be careful you three," the vampire said looking at them. "I am sure more of the death eaters," This she said very sarcastically, "will be around soon when they realized what has happened to him."

She sighed again and looked over at Harry. She put her hand up to his face and let it rest on his cheek. Harry had expected it to feel cold, like the young man he had met in Diagon Alley, but instead it was warm. Almost hot.

"Death Eaters," She breathed. "Death Eaters my ass."

She turned around and began to sprint towards the woods. But after she got a few feet away, she faded away.