AN: Here it is Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
Two weeks later
A light knock came on the door of Malfoy's office; "come in," he called out putting his quill in the ink bottle, the handle turned and just below it stood a little house elf dressed in a table cloth she bowed and shivering in fright answered with her squeaky house elf voice; "Sir, Mr. Harry Potter is wanting to see you."
"Take him to the drawing room Millie. Tell him I will be there in a second." The house elf apperated away with a crack rather quickly from Malfoy's sight, Malfoy got up from his desk and put the documents that he had been looking through before Millie had knocked the door away into the drawer; "your making a mistake keeping that mudblood alive son, kill her now before it all gets sticky," called out the portrait of Lucius Malfoy, Draco ignored him and walked out the office towards the drawing room where Harry was sitting on the chair with an angry look upon his face staring up at him.
"Where is Hermione!" he shouted abruptly making Draco jump a little.
"Who?" Draco asked playing dumb his talents for lying really weren't that great even being a deatheater...
"Don't fuck around with me Malfoy I know exactly what your games are, where is Hermione?"
Pretending that he only just realized who Harry had been talking about he said; "Oh Miss Granger! Well the last time I saw her she was with Mr. Hamley at a ball I held two weeks ago. But I assure you I haven't seen her since." It was true to some extent he had left her in the same room, the only person she had spoken to was the elf.
"Hamley is dead you know that as well as I do Malfoy and you also know that I am not stupid enough to fall for this game of yours either!" Harry shouted standing up from his chair.
"Yes I heard about Alex. I am very sad indeed that he is dead, as you know we were very close friends, but as for your power hungry whore, I have no idea where she is?"
Harry grabbed the front of Draco's robes in a flash. "DON'T YOU DARE CALL HER A WHORE!"
"That what she was wasn't she? I know all your secrets at the ministry Potter. Miss Granger was spying for the ministry by being Mr. Hamley's mistress and if anyone had killed Mr. Hamley it would have to be her. His treatment of women was quite disgraceful; he must have hurt her really bad, even Granger did something back. I remember her being quite a pushover." He said calmly, he knew Hermione was defiantly not a pushover she had tried to kill him quite a few times in one night; "One more thing Mr. Potter let go of my robes and leave or I will have ministry authorities on you for harassment. I might make it sexual for a little twist of entertainment."
Harry let go of his robes. "You make me sick. Goodbye Mr. Malfoy The next time we'll meet one of us is gonna be in shit and I'll have you in Azkaban for the rest of your life. I promise you." And Harry apperated away.
"That would be a long time." Whispered Draco at the smoke left drifting through the air from his apperation.
CRACK
Draco turned around to face to Millie who had a deep cut on the side of her face "what happened to your face, did you punish yourself for something?" he asked rolling his eyes at the thought of elf self punishment.
"Its Miss Granger sir she is getting very mad with you sir and she wants to speak with you. She says if Millie comes back without master she would break Millie's scrawny neck."
Draco let out a tiny laugh at the thought of Granger strangling a house elf after she fought so hard in school to save them from slavery, acting disinterested he replied; "Tell her these exact words, fuck you, I can't deal with her and Potter in the same hour."
"But sir I fear she has gone mad." The house elf squeaked in fright touching the cut across her face squeaking in pain; "she hurts me a lot sir, she wants to kill Millie sir!"
Draco sighed looking at what he thought was a pathetic excuse for a servant. "Alright I'll go." He walked quickly out the drawing room and up the staircase that led to Hermione's room. He opened the door slightly and peered inside and almost threw up at the state that Hermione was in.
Hermione was sitting on her bed very still, still in the clothes that she had wore when she had first got there, she was covered with her own vomit, blood trickled from her head and some of the hair lay on her lap where she had obviously pulled it out. Millie was right she had gone mad, Draco ran in with his wand out but nothing could have prepared him to how Hermione reacted.
She stood up and began to bash the wall with all the strength that she had left, "YOU! YOU SON OF A BITCH! I'LL KILL YOU WHEN I GET OUT! YOU KEPT ME IN THIS HELL HOLE FOR TWO WEEKS WITH HARDLY NO FOOD, WATER, PEOPLE APART FROM THOSE ANNOYING HOUSE ELVES WHO TRULY ANNOY THE FUCK OUT OF ME! ESPECIALLY THAT ONE" she pointed at Millie who was hiding behind the leg of her master if the state of affairs had been different Draco would have properly laughed at Hermione's reaction; "I'LL KILL YOU WHEN I GET OUT OF HERE! I SWEAR I'LL-"but before Hermione could finish she threw up all over the floor.
Draco stood there in silenced shock; the elf pulled him out of his trance by pulling at his trouser "Millie!" He screamed not realizing that she was there before. "Go fetch a doctor quick and lead him to my room."
When the house elf disappeared Draco walked through the wall and grabbed Hermione quickly before she could hit out at him. He picked her up and took her out of the room into the room next door, his room. He cleaned the dirt off his shirt and went into his cupboard.
"What do you want from me? You and your family already took away mine, what have I got that you want?" Draco turned and looked at Hermione who was beginning to cry, "Why are you keeping me here with no food, leisure, happiness? I am so dirty it's as if my skin is shedding, Please kill me now. I would rather die than spend anymore time in that room. LET ME GO!" She screamed and then passed out.
Draco ran straight to her side and tapped her on the face; "granger wake up, Come on wake up." Thankfully she was still breathing and pulse going smoothly, but still anxious Draco had to get her looking proper before the doctor got here so it would spark any suspicion on his part.
He picked her up and led her to the En suite bathroom and sat her down on the toilet seat, he put the plug in the bath and let it run while he ran back into the bedroom and grabbed a night dress
He went back to the bathroom and put his hand in the water and added some both products in the bath. He went back to Hermione who was still unconscious and took off her dress and threw it across the bathroom and lifted Hermione up and placed her in the bath. As quick as he possibly could he started to clean her hair withMr. Sleeks Miracle Clean Shampooand washed it out. He grabbed a towel from the shelves underneath the sink and pulled the plug he started to dry her hair and then her whole body.
Hermione's eyes began to edge open at the feel on something rubbing her legs dry her opened them to see that it was Malfoy and she was in an empty bath with only her underwear on. "Where are my clothes?" she muttered.
Draco looked up and replied; "I needed to give you a shower before the doctor came I've got a nightdress for you to wear." He grabbed her from underneath her arms and picked her up out of the bath and stood her on the floor where she staggered around a bit; "Do you want me to help you put on your night dress."
She smiled a little bit; "if you don't mind." She grabbed the dress and put it on her arms while Draco pulled her arms through the straps and pulled the dress down, "thank you." She muttered.
He just nodded and picked her up again and carried her back into the bedroom and put her on the bed, "get in." he said.
"When I get back home I'm going to go find myself a man who carries me around everywhere."
"I thought you were with the Weasley."
Hermione smiled; "not anymore." Malfoy's mad a little 'o' and they were both quiet, "Isn't there a reverse curse I remember reading in a book at Hogwarts? What was it called? The name of an angel or god what was the name? It can make you human again." she muttered half to herself.
Draco looked at her reluctantly for a minute and answered; "Balthazar curse." He took a deep breath and started "Do you know about Silas?"
"Not really. Just that the story of Dracula was based on hi-." she threw up on the floor again.
"Sourgifiggy." Said Draco and the mess cleared up, "Well More than five hundred years ago Silas had lead the Romanian army against the enemies of the church. He was famous for his brutal and cruel ways of killing the enemy. As revenge the Church's enemy shot an arrow into Silas home with false news of his death. Even though Silas had not loved his wife he had cared for her, but on the other hand his wife, she had loved him so much and thinking that her husband was dead she threw herself into the river killing herself. When Silas had returned he felt betrayed by god, he desecrated the chapel that was in his home killing everyone in it and made a pact with the devil so that he could live for ever. In 1880 Silas was killed again, this was meant to kill everything created and bitten by but a few had lived. Balthazar an angel from heaven cast a spell on the remaining vampires so we could turn back into the mortal beings we once were." Draco stopped speaking and sat at the vanity table.
Hermione rolled her eyes and asked, "How?"
"The more people turned into vampires the more we came to realize that we would spend eternity alone. That's why Balthazar cast the spell. In the devil's deal a vampire could never turn back into a human and we couldn't bite the person that we love to turn them into one of us or they would die and never be able to go to heaven but forever live in purgatory apparently worse than death your not even a ghost. You just live with no one seeing you or hearing, you remain on earth but you can't eat anything and thirst because you can't drink but you cannot die because you are already dead. The spell with Balthazar was that a vampire could only turn back into a human if he or she were to stab they're loved one with a silver dagger through the heart and there would be a place waiting for them in heaven."
"But if you killed the person that you love wouldn't you have to live on earth for the remainder of your life alone?"
Before Draco could answer there was a knock at the door; "Come in!" called Draco
A man with white hair and white robes walked in he reminded Hermione very much of the pictures of the old headmasters in Dumbledore's old office.
"Mr. Malfoy you called?" Hermione smiled at his voice. It was the type of voice that put a small child to sleep. It sounded very much like her Grandfather who had died when she was very little.
"Yes, my girlfriend here has been vomiting quite a bit and I think it's making her hair fall out but she won't tell me anything." he put his arm around her shoulder and held her very tight, "we're meant to be going out tonight but I just don't think that she will be in an fit state to."
'Girlfriend' Hermione glared at Malfoy "ok. Hello Madame."
"Hi" Hermione whispered smiling shyly at the doctor.
"Shy isn't she." the old man said with a chuckle, he opened his bag up and brought out his wand.
Draco chuckled "you haven't seen her lose her temper." Hermione narrowed her eyes at him. He smiled sweetly back.
"What's your name then dear?"
"Hermione."
"Lovely name, the wife of Leontes in Shakespeare's A Winter Tale."
"You've read some of Shakespeare's work?" Hermione asked with excitement.
"I have indeed, I do like all that muggle literature especially their take on magic it's fascinating. I take it that you are a muggleborn then Madame with a name like Hermione you have got to be." She nodded; "surprising that is."
"Why?"
"I always thought Mr. Malfoy here hated everything muggle;" he looked though his med kit for a wand while Hermione looked nervously at Draco who looked down upon her with the same nervous look and then back at the doctor who pulled out his wand; "now Open wide." Hermione opened her mouth, and the doctor put his lighted wand inside "a slight redness at the back of the throat. Been vomiting quiet a bit haven't you dear?" He took out his wand and Hermione nodded.
As the doctor went to feel Hermione's forehead he noticed something else; "What happened here?" He lightly touched Hermione's scalp, "Mr. Malfoy do you have an explanation for this?"
"For what?"
The doctor motioned for him to come over. He took one look at her head and jumped back with a yelp. It was covered with cuts, blood and was green with infection.
The doctor looked Hermione straight in the eye and said; "you have got to tell how this has happened miss."
"She properly had made a mistake while doing her hair right, Hermione? Using all of those products from the potion shop bound to do something isn't it."
"I wasn't asking you Mr. Malfoy I was Asking Hermione, Now miss Granger what happened?"
"I pulled it out." She replied Draco began to grasp his wand in case he had to he would have to either wipe the doctor's memory or kill him.
"Why?" the doctor asked worriedly while cleaning Hermione's scalp.
"I didn't eat food for two weeks." she twitched; "that really hurts,"
"Its disinfectant, But Why didn't you eat for two weeks? Are you trying to lose weight, your fine the way you are."
"I Couldn't."
"Why not?" He looked at Draco Suspiciously who began to take out his take out his wand and looked back at Hermione's scalp
Hermione looked down for a second at her lap, half of her wanted to tell the doctor the truth but the bigger half wanted to lie to him, for Draco; "I felt so fat, and ugly." she burst into tears, Draco just stared down at her in utter shock and pushed his wand back into his pocket.
"My poor dear you are quite the opposite you very beautiful and in healthy condition." The doctor said stroking Hermione's hair. "I suggest that you keep an eye on her Mr. Malfoy, make sure she has three meals a day at the least but not too much for the first few weeks and give her some revitalize potion for an instant recovery on her scalp and her stomach. One more thing, I suggest you see Doctor Samuels at St. Mungo's hospital she specializes in girls with eating disorders and make her feel loved for god sake man, She much better than your last one. What was her name? Patsy, patty."
"Pansy"
"That's the one. Well I must be off my next clients is at 4 o clock. Bye Madame, Mr. Malfoy." The doctor gave a short nod and walked out the room; the loud crack made Hermione and Draco know that he had left.
"This time Granger you're going to do exactly what I tell you to. Understand?"
Hermione nodded. Draco turned away from her and went into his en suite bathroom were he brought back a flask which he passed to Hermione "drink up it's the revitalize potion the doctor told me to give to you. It'll make you feel as good as new."
Hermione gulped down the flask. She could feel it healing her scalp and her stomach relax a bit.
"Why are you being so nice?"
"Why did you lie for me?"
"My question first, A fortnight ago you were calling me mudblood and trying to bleed me dry and now your getting me doctors and potions."
"What you want me to be cruel to you?"
"No I just-"
"Just what?"
Hermione rolled her eyes "Let me finish my god dam sentence and maybe you might find out!"
This was a bad move because Draco's eyes were starting to turn red. "Those things happened two weeks ago why do you have to bring up the past? It's gone, over!"
"It is the past that gets us to where we are now!"
"Now you're acting like that bossy bitch at Hogwarts." she slapped him.
"And your acting like that spoilt brat you were!" her voice growing loader.
Draco's eyes were now completely red and his hair was turning black slowly, he turned around to leave but Hermione grabbed him and turned him around to look at her. "Why is it that every time you know I'm right Draco you turn into a vampire?"
"YOU ARE NEVER RIGHT! YOU KNOW NOTHING THAT I DON'T!" he grabbed her hair and made sure his fangs were right by her face "mudblood always are and will always be inferior to me."
"YOU'RE NOT A PUREBLOODED WIZARD ANYMORE DRACO YOU'RE A VAMPIRE! SO DON'T YOU DARE LOOK DOWN YOUR GOD DAM NOSE AT ME!"
Draco completely transformed. He let go of Hermione's hair and grabbed her throat making her feel her neck tighten and head spin.
"Draco please let go!" he wouldn't, but only tightened his grip on her neck. She spat in his face at this he did let her drop to the floor choking. She got to her feet and was just about to run when he reached for her arm and drove his fangs deep into them. Hermione screamed out and fell to her knees in pain, Malfoy bite through her arms roughly sucking up as much blood as he could. Hermione hit him hard across his face and ran down the corridor screaming.
She clenched her arm and ran for dear life; this time she had to get out she had no choice she was most certainly going to die. She didn't understand one thing, he said that he could bite her, she heard a scream of pain come from behind her, it was Malfoy. 'Come on come on go go go go!' but it was too late he had caught up to her and grabbed her by the waist and drove his teeth into her neck, she screamed in agony and to her surprise so did Malfoy. Slowly Hermione became light headed and fell into darkness.
Flashback
Hermione was in her room frantically packing all of her belongings into a large sports bag, Harry had called their housephone and told her that the deatheaters were coming for her and her family and that they would be there within the hour; "Mum, Dad," she called almost hysterically they both ran into the room, "we've got to pack, we've got to go nowthe deatheaters will be here in any minute, Just take whatever is necessary."
They both ran out into their room, Hermione meanwhile had finished her packing and left her bag by the stairs when she heard them. To her count there was about six and she recognized one of their voices as Lucius Malfoy instantly.
Hermione ran to her parent room; "They're here!" she called this was the wrong time for Hermione to be without a wand, she had it sent to Mr. Ollivander's the day before to get it fixed and felt the true vulnerability of a muggle for the first time in her life.
"Hermione go under the bed;" her father ordered.
"No I have to protect you!"
Hermione's mother looked at her with tears in her eyes and held onto their only child; "Hermione please listen to your father, without your wand Hermione you can't protect anyone." They broke through the front door; "Go Hermione!"
Hermione did as she was told and rolled underneath the bed as her mother made sure that the sheets had fully covered her up. Hermione staredat the woodedn beams of the bed and the silentnight mattress which the logo ofa hippo and tiny bird stareddown at her with massive smiles across their faces, she could hear her father shooting his gun in the corridor outside the roomuntil it went silent. Hermione closed her eyes her father was dead.
They burst through the door to the bedroom her mother didn't even scream she stood her ground; "Mrs. Granger," said Lucius Malfoy's slimy voice; "almost as beautiful as your whore of a daughter. Tell us where is she and we won't kill you."
"I don't know," she said Hermione turned and peered through a tiny whole in the sheet, Lucius and his son Draco were there with two other deatheaters whom both wore masks, one had a hold of her mother while the other stood next to a distraught looking Draco. She looked back at her mother and Lucius who pulled a knife out of his pocket the scariest looking knife had ever seen, which he place underneath her little finger.
"Tell us or we'll cut off your fingers one by one,"
Her mum looked at the bed and looked back at Malfoy; "I don't kno-"she let out a bone chilling scream, and Hermione almost did as she saw her mother's finger fall to the ground.
"Now yet again the same question, where is she?" her mother spat in his face, Hermione watched as he pulled out a silk handkerchief and wiped her face, he pulled yet another one of her fingers and severed it off. "WHERE IS SHE!"
"I would rather die than tell you anything!" Hermione looked at her mum with so much pride and pain she didn't want her mum to die; 'mum' she mouthed, Lucius told the deatheater to let her mother go, he threw her his cloth which she held to her hand to ease the blood flow.
Lucius without warning or hesitation grabbed his knife and plunged it deep into her mother's stomach, Hermione could see the blade come out of the other side of her body, her heart stopped, Her Mother grasped inshoch. Hermione took a glance at Draco who went very pale, he screamed ; "Father NO!" Lucius pulled out the blade and Hermione's mother fell to the ground, blood pouring out of her gut, "How could you? She is a human being;" Hermione looked up half shocked at Draco.
His father slapped him across the face; "this is why you could not kill Dumbledore you are weak!" he slapped him again; "Severus had to do the job for you, your pathetic!" Draco looked down to the floor and Hermione's mother who lay in a pool of her own blood muttering on the floor; " come on men there is nothing more for us here." And they all apperated away Draco was last to goand he kneeled down next to Hermione's mother and pushed her onto her back and lifted her head up, "I'm sorry."
Her mother looked up at him and whispered back; "I forgive you. You had better go don't keep yourself for little old me." Draco lay her back down on the floor and shaking apperated away.
Hermione instantly climbed out of her hiding place; "Mum" she whimpered, "mum I'm so sorry I'm so sorry!" he lifted her head up and began to hold her, she was covered in her blood, "mum please forgive me."
"You have nothing to feel sorry for. I died for the love of my child." She smiled; "you'll be safe now, like you told me Harry's mother died for the love of her child and Harry was protected, now that man can never touch you." Her mother coughed up and blood began to pour out of her mouth; "me and your father love you so very much." She said weakly.
Hermione began crying hysterically; "MUM! She screamed, her mother closed her eyes and let out one last breath; "MUM NO! MUM!" Hermione forced herself to get off the floor and leave her mother there. She ran out to get her bag; as she was going to pick it up she saw her father on the floor, Avada kedravdaed his eyes was glazed over with a look of horror, in his hand was a gun and his knife in the other that he had kept since his days when he worked in the muggle army. She picked them up and put them into her bag; "bye dad," she muttered and moved slowly down the stair looking at the two deatheaters that her father had shot down she took out the gun aiming it at the both of them. Just incase, she grabbed one of their wands and apperated away to the ministry to tell them exactly what had just happened.
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