AN: coughs and blushes right… I'm sorry? I know I said that it would be soon, but its been like… four months…cries in shame I'M SORRY!

Orion: pats Liss's shoulder its okay sweetie. You got attacked by finals and real life.

sniffles that's true. I did. But anyway. To save you from wondering anymore, I don't own them, I own only Candra and any other people you don't know. So here it is.

Chapter 7

The next morning, Draco woke to a groggy feeling in his head and the feeling as though someone had dropped him on his head when he heard something that he had not heard in a very long time.

A bird chirp.

He groaned. That's right, he was returning to Hogwarts for his seventh and final year today. He stretched and put on his clothing that one of the maids had put out for him, as the rest of his belongings had been packed at one point.

Draco rubbed his eyes and got out of the bed, and stretched his legs. He groaned at the bright light that shown through the slits in the curtains. Covering his eyes slightly and began to get dressed.

He nodded at the selection the maids had picked for him. They had laid out his favorite pants which were a tick black cloth that had numerous chains hanging off them and were baggy on his legs, but the waist hugged his hips, accentuating his thin waist. For a shirt they'd given him a black spider-web mesh shirt and a black tank to go over it.

As he got dressed he realized something. He had dreamed. He hadn't dreamed since his mother had turned him. It had been about his meeting with Harry again. He'd offered his had in friendship once more and Harry had accepted it smiling.

He shook his head to get the dream out of his mind and went downstairs to where his trunk was waiting with his mother in the front hall.

"Are you ready now Draco?"

"Yes mother."

"Do you have a name picked out?"

"Marco."

Candra sighed. "I should have known you'd pick something that was close to your true name."

Draco huffed. "Yes well, I figured it would be an easier change so that I'd be able to recognize when someone is talking to me."

"Draconias you will remember that they are talking to you because you picked the name yourself. Now cast glamour before you come out side. Darken your hair and make your eyes bluer. It's easy enough and no one will recognize you for who you truly are." She turned her back to him and began to walk out the door, "Doro! We need to discuss some things before I leave." The housekeeper followed her out the door and they began to talk.

Draco stuck his tongue out at his mothers retreating back before rummaging through this trunk to find his wand. Finding it he smiled triumphantly and pulled it out. He cast the glamour charm on himself and then picked up his trunk to follow his mother outside.

Their trunks were loaded into the back of an old Bentley and Draco and his mother got into the back seat.

"Kings Cross Station right Mam'?" The driver turned around to look at the elder vampire.

"Yes that's correct, thank you." She smiled closed lipped and nodded her head. And then they were off.

When they got to Kings Cross the driver took out their trunks and told them to have a good trip. They thanked him and gave him a tip.

"Marco, it is time to begin another school year for you. Aren't you pleased?"

"Of course mother. It shall be an interesting experience." He smirked as they walked towards the barrier between Platforms 9 and 10, and went through it.

They were the first ones to the Hogwarts Express and took up a compartment in the back. Putting their trunks up on the rails above them they closed the window shade and promptly went to sleep.

Harry was angry. He couldn't believe that his friends would do that to him. They had him give an oath and had bound him to it. It was excessively un fair and he wasn't pleased. He walked through Kings Cross to get to the platform flanked by Hermione and Ron (who despite popular belief were never going to get together).

"Harry I know you're upset but please, this is for the best."

"It is hardly for the best Mione."

"Yes it is Harry now shut up and get over it. You're going back to school to help yourself to finish the job. Staying at home wouldn't help anyone with any thing."

Harry just glared at her. "Shut up."

"Well think of it this way. Now you don't have to put up with Malfoy anymore." Ron smiled from the other side.

Harry and Hermione rolled their eyes as they stepped on to the train. "Don't you guys have a prefects meeting or something now?" Harry asked.

Ron and Hermione looked at each other grimacing. "Yes, we do… but… are you okay?" Hermione said.

Harry shot her another death glare before he grabbed his trunk and owl cage and made his way to the back of the train. He knew in the back of his mind that it was probably a good thing he was going back. Naturally they were going to have a new Defense professor; he rolled his eyes and got onto the last compartment. He was already way ahead of the rest of the class in all his subjects because of his intense studying regime this past summer.

Pushing his glasses up on his head he rubbed his eyes. He'd enjoy a nap before school began; he'd been dragged out of bed at an ungodly hour, even for him. He looked to the compartment on his right and saw that it was almost completely pitch black, but there was just enough light to see two people sleeping. He'd hit the jack pot. Opening the door quietly he lifted his trunk and put it over the seats and took the one side that was unoccupied and promptly went to sleep.

Candra opened one eye at the entrance of Harry Potter and smirked before she went back to sleep.

Several hours later the three occupants of the compartment woke up. Well two of them anyway. Candra had opened up the shades of the compartment shedding light on the faces of the two boys.

Draco blinked several times. "Ugh, I am so not used to that."

"I know my son. But it is an unfortunate necessity for this year." Candra smiled gently as she looked to Harry who was waking up.

Harry stretched like a cat waking up. His muscles were noticeable but not overly bulky and Draco was, slightly shocked at the change in the black haired boy.

Harry blinked. "Um. Sorry about just coming in here. It was dark and I wanted a nap. I hope you don't mind." A light blush covered his cheeks.

Candra smiled. "Not at all Mr. Potter. Not at all." She shot her son a look.

Draco smiled. "I don't no."

Harry blinked. "How did you…"

"Know your name? Mother knows everything." Draco smirked before receiving a smack on the arm.

"Marco. Be kind. You'll probably need him." She glared at the blonde vampire before turning to Harry with a smile. "What my miscreant son means to say is that, we are Vampires, we know what we should not."

"Vamp…ires?" Harry suppressed a wince.

"Yes. I'm to be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor, and the administration was kind enough to allow my son to attend his last year at school since he was un able to finish it in his old school."

Harry looked at Draco, "Oh, I'd wondered why I hadn't recognized you. Well as your mother pointed out I'm Harry Potter." Harry held out a hand in greeting.

Draco looked at the hand startled as he remembered the rejection he'd gotten in his first year. Putting out his hand he smiled. "I'm Marco. It's a pleasure."

Candra smiled. "Well its time for you two to get changed for school as I suspect we'll be at the station in minutes. I'm supposed to be there early so I'll see you all in the Great Hall." She winked at Draco took hold of her trunk and faded out of the compartment.

Harry whistled. "I'd love to be able to do that. Make life much easier that way."

Draco chuckled. "Yeah, it is nice. My sister was horrified that I learned to do it in two months when it took her a year to learn."

Harry had stood up to get his school robes out of his trunk. "Sister? And why do you call her Mother?"

Draco smiled. "I'm not telling. It's a state secret. Well at least until her first lesson. She said we'd spend a whole lot of time on Vampires, mostly because it would be teaching you guys and she wouldn't have to go over it twice with me." He said as he too got up and moved to dress in his school robes.

"Yeah? How long have you been a Vampire if you don't mind me asking?"

"Not long, three months give or take."

"Wow. I don't really know what to say, do I say I'm sorry? Or what?"

"Well I was dying and she saved me by changing me, so it's not a matter of being sorry, I'd have died if she hadn't so I, personally am thankful." Draco didn't really want to talk about the situation before his mother, especially with Harry I'm-Not-Going-To-Die Potter.

"Makes sense." Harry could tell by the tightlipped way Marco had spoken that he didn't want to go on about it.

Just then, the train stopped and Harry smiled at Marco. "Well, shall we?" He gave a little bow and gestured for Marco to leave first.

Draco smirked. "Why thank you Mr. Potter." And walked out the door, closely followed by Harry.

The blonde vampire smiled. Life should prove to be far more interesting this time around.

AN:

Right. So the Marco/Draco thing, I think is going to piss me off later on in the story. But just incase any of you get confused when I say Draco it's between Draco and Candra, and Marco is when it's everyone else.

Orion: Well, yeah. But that's what makes it so much fun for you!

Shush Orion.

Orion: sticks out tongue Oh well. You love me for doing it to you.

No I don't.

Draco: I don't like it either. It's confusing for me too.

Harry: I know love. kisses his temple It'll end eventually.

Draco: brightens Really? looks at Author

Ah… yeah. I don't know when… or rather, yeah I do. But I'm not telling you. :D

Draco/Harry: grumbles

Orion: I KNOW TOO!

cuffs Orion Shush you stupid muse!

Orion: glares and rubs his head. fine… don't expect me to help you again…