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Chapter 4

Hermione woke up, the memory of her family's death still fresh in her head; "mum." She muttered into the air; "for the love of her child."

She looked around and saw that she was back in her old room again, she tried to sit up but stopped half way, a piercing sting came from her right arm and neck, slightly confused she rubbed it gingerly and felt two puncture marks on it and she remembered what had happened.

How long had she been sleeping? She was on the bed and next to her lay Draco looking away from her shivering and mumbling something that she could not catch. he was truly beginning to frighten her and she backed away, but he grabbed on to her leg and turned his face to look at her; "Dear god," she muttered, she pulled her self off the bed and staggering a bit looking down upon him, he twitched and gasped every few moments, out of the once healed puncture holes in his neck puss oozed out dripping onto the sheets, that fizzed under it's acidity. His eyes were puffy and red and his face covered with her own blood.

This was her chance to leave she had the information that she needed to put Malfoy Down for life and after what he had done to her he deserved every little bit, even better the bastard being a vampire would go down for a public execution; she could see it Draco Malfoy the vampire getting what was coming to him. He slowly edged off the bed holding one of the posters for support and looked up at Hermione; "Help me." He muttered and fell to the ground with a dead sounding Thump.

Hermione in shock that Malfoy had even gotten up in the state that he was in, quickly grabbed a handkerchief from his desk and walked out dabbing it onto her neck, but guilt creeped into her thoughts as she walked swiftly down the corridor; 'you can't leave him Hermione what are you Doing?' she stopped in her tracks; 'he might be the enemy, tried to kill you, but you can't just leave him. He stayed there as your mother was dying in his arms, he didn't want her dead and now your just going to leave him there to die.'

She knew what she had to do; "Millie!" she called out and as per usual the house elf came within two seconds of Hermione calling her name, Millie looked at her almost frighten out of her wits, shivering she bowed low to Hermione; "Bring me two petals of moonflower, rose water and dragon's blood and a cauldron to Mr. Malfoy's 2nd Bedroom, the one that I was in and make it quick. Make sure that the rose water is boiling up and that the dragon's blood is untouched oh and bring garlic."

Millie became extremely frightened; "Garlic?" Hermione knew that Millie didn't want to say anything that would give away the true nature of her master; but the elf was blissfully unaware that Hermione knew first hand the true nature of her master.

"Yes Garlic that is what I said. Now! Bring it and quick," The house elf left with a loud crack leaving Hermione on her own in the corridor, 'what have I got myself into.'

She walked back into the bedroom to see that Millie did exactly as she was told but stood there crying looking at her master on the floor. "Mater Draco, Wake up." She looked up and gave her an evil look; "you killed my master, you Killed master Draco he was a good master, a good master." Hermione gave her stern look and ordered her to leave; being a house elf she did exactly as she was told but this time she gave a tiny grimace and left the room muttering how evil Hermione had been for killing her amazing master.

When she sure that Millie had gone Hermione shouted; "I HOPE YOU BURN IN HELL ALONG WITH EVERY OTHER VAMPIRE, I HATE YOU!" he didn't react at all he just lay there twitching and shivering, which wasn't really the reaction that Hermione wanted, at times she even liked the confrontation with Malfoy, it was somewhat refreshing compared to the constant sucking up that she received from her colleagues everyday at work. But then again Hermione never liked anyone to suffer even if they were Draco Malfoy, so she kneeled down onto the floor and with much effort lifting him onto the bed.

The first thing that she went to work on was the bite marks, what was coming out was poison and the quicker that it came the better. She pushed the sides of the marks pushed down pulling the puss up as if she was popping an extremely big spot; she ripped off a part of her night-dress and began dabbing it gently as it fizzed underneath her fingers.

Hermione heated the rose water at the fireplace and waited for it to boil the stupid house elf just left it there on the desk 'stupid thing'. She got the moonflower petals crushing them in her hands making the room smell sweet it smelt almost like roses then picked up the bottle labeled dragon's blood and shook it before adding it to the sweet solution making it smell change to bitter. She picked up the clove of garlic and cut it a little bit taking a sniff of it she went over to Malfoy who lay on bed sill just twitching, she had to wake him up in someway, so she stuck it under his nose and after one breath in he jumped off the bed and was literally squatting on the wall spitting at her like a cat with no gravity, she knew exactly why, so threw the garlic out into the corridor. (She couldn't open the window because it was daytime.) He relaxed and came down from his place and sat on the bed; "are you crazy?" She chose to ignore him and took the potion off the fireplace and took it over to where Draco was staring at her on the bed; "you could have killed me."

She put the cauldron down next to him and pulled out a sock from the drawer next to the bed. She picked out some of the solution with the sock and started to dab his marks. He winced a bit but got over it as the cuts began fizzing a bit but was healing quickly and the wound began to close turning back into the two scars upon his neck.

"Why are you helping me?" Draco asked.

Hermione stopped working and frowned and went back to it; "Because I'm a good person and that's what good people do." That wasn't so true, she was going to leave him suffering but then she added; "I was going to leave you, you know, but I couldn't leave you in the state that you were in."

"I thought that you hated me why would you care if I lived or died." She shrugged and put the potion onto the desk and threw the sock into the bin. He scoffed and said, "The-boy-who-lived-to-be-a-pain-in- my-arse came looking for you by the way."

"Really? What did you say?" she asked disinterested.

"I told him I hadn't seen you since the party and had no idea were you were."

"Bet he didn't believe that."

"Yep." Hermione chuckled a bit and Draco asked, "Why did you become a spy, out of all things a spy?"

Hermione looked thoughtful for a minute and came over and then began to clean the blood off his neck; "because it was my job to keep the muggle world safe."

"From who?"

Hermione smiled a little; "the bad guys"

"Who are you to judge who the bad guys are?"

"Who are you to judge muggleborns and muggles?"

They both fell hushed but after four minutes of the painful silence Draco broke it. "What was it like with Hamley?"

"One word can describe that man, wanker." she gave the most disgusted look "He made me feel like shit, he hit me, abused me and treated me like a whore. But it was my job and I stuck to it, didn't get me far though. I got caught… Anyhow I heard you were with Pansy Parkinson for a little bit. What was that like? I can imagine it was a light side worse than me and Alex."

He let out the tiniest of smiles and replied; "that was before I was bitten. It was the most annoying six months of my life your right it was worse. Everyday would be the same thing. Drakey can I have 300 gallons so I can buy this new dress from Madame Malkins; can I have 200 gallons for new shoes, why don't we go out anymore? Why can't we go Paris today? Can I get a puppy? Dear god was She annoying. If I could I would have Avada Kedravaed her by now."

Hermione laughed; "well something's don't change."

"Unluckily for me they did" he touched his neck lightly

She hit his hand away and began dabbing again with a new sock "Who sired you?"

Draco looked at her reluctantly, but he told her; "A Transylvanian woman. Her name was Simona; I think she was one of the three women Silas lived with."

"I thought they all died!"

"One didn't. This woman is properly one of the most beautiful woman on earth she's like a perfect work of art and in another way a bit of a whore. She seduced me into a castle while I was in Transylvania about a year ago. When we were inside she bit me."

"How? Why?"

"We were eating some dinner that she had made for the both of us, some food traditional food she said, I didn't really care I was hungry and tired and I remember exactly what she said to me, she said;

Flashback

'Have you ever thought about living forever?' said the woman in her Romania accent sipping her wine. She said her name was Silasia and was properly one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen in his life.

Draco took a sip of his and face scrunched up a bit, it tasted like blood, He looked at the woman in front of him and thought 'she doesn't look like a vampire' and forgot the wine and answered the question; "well yes I guess everyone now and then thinks about living for ever don't they? Who really wants to die?"

She took another sip; "I know exactly vot you mean." and smiled at him; "have you ever heard of the story of Dracula?"

Draco nodded; "it was based on Silas who apparently lived here."

She nodded; "yes, true. Silas vas a man who lived in this castle long ago, he fought for the Romanian army against the Turks but vas killed by his comrade during a battle, but Silas didn't vant to die, as you just said who vants to die? He didn't he vanted to live and so he did, the devil allowed Silas to live here in this castle for the rest of his life and then the same man four hundred years later killed him again."

"How do you know it was the same man?"

Silasia's eyes looked upwards straight into Draco's; "I vas there."

He looked down at his wine 'maybe she is a vampire after all'; "this is blood isn't it?"he felt his stomach knot at the very thought.

She nodded; "I hope you liked it." Draco became extremely dizzy and felt like he was going to throw up. He felt the arm rest begin to swirl and tie around his wrists; "you'll have to get used to it."

"Let me go;" he whispered calmly, Silasia didn't move; "I SAID LET ME GO!"

She got off her chair and stood in front of him and softly touched his face; "such a good looking man, such looks shouldn't be vasted with age and death and decay. You vill live forever beautiful and dangerous."

"Don't touch me," he whispered dangerously.

Draco watched in horror as Silasia's hair changed from red to black, her skin became see through making the veins beneath it look black her brown eyes were changing blue and fangs were beginning to grow; "this von''t hurt. For the record as you say before you are one of me, my real name is Simona and I was Silas's wife." she bent his neck to the side with much opposition from Draco which was nothing compared to her unnatural strength, he felt it. Like two knives being stabbed into his neck she was sucking what seemed to be every drop out of his body and then lifted herself off him he felt faint and nauseous. Simona grabbed the knife on the table and cut her wrist, she lifted his head back and forced every drop of blood to go down his throat and he passed out.

End of FlashBack

"When I woke up nothing was the same. I was dead, I had no heartbeat, no spirit, no fun for life, she took away everything that I had and left me."

They were silent once more and then Hermione muttered; "Oh my god it's finally hit me."

"What has?" he looked a bit worried and began to check his neck in case it was still oozing the puss.

Hermione hit his hands away from his neck and answered; "Your gonna be alone forever aren't you?" She looked sadly at him, "all alone. Your gonna have to see all your loved ones die generation after generation while you live on for thousands of human years and you'll never change in looks only age."

"Yep" they fell into silence once more.

"Done!" Hermione grabbed his hand and shivered at his cold touch. She took him over to the mirror "Look."

Draco looked at his reflection and saw the cut had closed up and the blood dried up. "Thank you."

"You're welcome Draco." Draco smiled shortly.

"Sorry for your arm."

"It's alright really. It'll heal."

Draco was about to turn and leave but stopped and turned around "here" he threw something at her who it in one hand. "Your wand."

"Thank you." Hermione said he smiled as she felt the warmth of its power crawl up her finger into every fiber of her body she never ever even noticed that Draco left her alone in the room.

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