A/N: I just wanted to give a big THANK YOU! To all of my lovely reviewers. Thanx for bearing with me.

Disclaimer: Ya know I just realized I didn't have one of these. Here Draco you're the noble men.

Draco: No! You can't make me.

Harry: Come on it could be fun.

Draco: you forget Harry that she does own us.

Beautiful-Boy-Love: No I don't you can leave whenever you wish.

Draco: Oh really?

Beautiful-Boy-Love: Really now give the disclaimer.

Draco: Fine! None of the characters belong to BBB. Only the twisted demented turns of this tale.

Harry: Now that wasn't so bad was it?

Draco: Why did I even agree to this?

Beautiful-Boy-Love: Cause you enjoy having crazy sex with Harry.

Draco: (turns pink) Good point.

Harry: Now on with the fic!

Chapter 10: First Flight

Quidditch Pitch

Harry sighed in contentment. Here on the quidditch pitch, in the air, on his broom, was where he felt confident in himself. It had been along while since he flew upon the pitch. The autumn wind wove its way through his thick silky hair like a long lost lover. Occasionally, a random bird would join him in his twirling dance across the sky. There was no pain, Dark Lord, crazy expectations, or even starving Vampire mates. Though he loved Draco dearly, he could whine with the best of them.

"Ya know there's a better way to fly," a voice drawled.

Speaking of which

Heaving a quiet sigh Harry opened his eyes to find Draco hovering a few feet in front of him.

"What," Draco asked sensing the exasperation in Harry's demeanor.

"It's nothing its just. I… couldn't you leave me alone for a while?" Harry asked a bit miffed at his mates' intrusion.

"Well… not right now. Not so soon after your turning. I mean since you are me mate and I'm a Draconian we'll need to stick close for a while. Harry hung his head, another sigh escaping his full pink lips.

"Aww c'mon its not so bad. At least you're not mated to the Weasel."

"Hey! He's my friend!"

"Yeah, but you don't want to have his children do you," Giving a small shudder Harry shook his head.

"No I suppose not,"

"I didn't think so. Com on now get off that broom," Draco demanded.

"What? I can't. I'll fall right out of the sky!

"No you won't"

"Yes, I will. I haven't the slightest idea how to fly nor do I harbor any inclination to do so today.,"

"Mighty big words for a Gryffindor," Draco snorted.

"I'll have you know, I was almost sorted into Slytherin," Harry sniffed tossing his nose into the air.

" Really, Why weren't you," Draco asked intrigued.

"I chose to be in Gryffindor. You see there was this really obnoxious blonde and I couldn't stand being around him for more that was absolutely necessary," Harry answered amusement setting his emerald orbs into a gentle swirl.

"That does it," suddenly Draco lunged. Catching Harry round the waist he soared up into the air. Surprised Harry froze in fear.

"Relax love look around you," giving the landscape a cursory glance Harry opened his eyes in awe of the miniature picture Hogwarts made on the asymmetrical patches of green , yellow, and brown that were the grass and trees.

"It's beautiful," Harry breathed, completely relaxing in Draco's firm grip.

" Yes, it is," Draco agreed. Do you trust me?

What?

Do you trust me?

Yes? Without warning Draco released his hold on the petite raven haired fledgling.

Draco what're you AAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Spread your wings Harry Draco sent amused at his mates thoughtlessness.

My…wings…I don't…oh yeah!concentrating on stabilizing his flailing body within the air, two dusky crimson dragon hide wings shot from his back.

Hmm… Dragon hide.Draco thought to himself. He was drawn out of his thoughts by an infuriated screech.

"Draconious Lucian Malfoy,"

Uh-Oh

"I'm going to kill you,"

Ah, come on Ry you know you liked it. Draco sent, a sardonic smile twisting his features.

"Yeah everything but the DROPPING ME OUT OF THE SKY PART,"

"I love you,"

"Won't save ya this time Malfoy," Harry growled arrowing towards his Draconian mate.

"Can't we just be friends,"

"We never were," Harry hissed.

"Good point," with that Draco turned and began racing through the clouds.

Snape's Room

"They are good for one another Lucious," Snape said watching the pair of Vampires chase each other across the pitch.

"Yes, I nvere knew the Potter boy could be so dark and still retain such innocence,"

"Yes, well there are a lot of people who don't know Harry at all," Snape sighed turning away from the window.

'I suppose you're right Severus. My son and I will have to begin training him soon," Luscious wondered allowed.

"Yes, but let's let them have that rest of the week alone. Merlin knows they'll never have a time like this together for a long while," Snape said.

"True. Perhaps we should take advantage of this short time of peace eh Severus,"

"Perhaps… what did you have in mind?

Quidditch Pitch

"Ha," Harry gasped in triumph as he tackled the fleeing Draconian to the ground.

"All right, all right. I'll never do it again," Draco conceded.

"Why should I believe you," Harry taunted relaxing atop the young Malfoy.

"Because now that you've released your wings the real training begins," at those words the laughter in the petite Gryffindor's eyes died.

"Training,"

"Yes, Harry. As a new Vampire you need to learn to control your strength and hearing. Besides, you need to prepare to face Voldemort. I may not be able to kill him myself, but I'll be damned if I stand back and watch you die,' Draco replied.

"Draco I..," Harry sighed. Tears began falling from his eyes.

"Harry? What's wrong?" Draco asked.

"It's just. I…I'm not,"

"…Worth it," Draco questioned. Startled Harry opened his jade eyes and nodded.

"Harry, What will it take to make you realize how special you are,"

"I…I don't know," Harry whispered.

Gryffindor Tower

"Hermione?...Hermione," Ron called walking through the tower library. (Where could she be?) Ron thought. He's been thinking a lot lately. He really wanted to be a part of her life once more. Well now that he'd reconciled with Harry she was the next logical step anyway.

"In here Ron," came and almost imperceptible call. Following the direction of the sound Ron entered the girls' dormitory. There ensconced in layers of literature sat Hermione Granger tenderly cradling a sprained wrist.

"Thought I'd find you here w/ a load of books," Ron chuckled walking over to stand beside her.

"What is it you wanted Ron," she snapped eyes riveted upon the page before her.

"Look Monie. Well I've been thinking and well I've talked to Harry and Draco and I suppose it's all right. I mean as long as Harry's happy right," Ron started.

"And so your reason for being here is,"

"Well.I….still like you and all so I was wondering,"

"Say no more Ronald," Hermione gasped crushing her lips against his. Entranced Ron took control. Quickly ridding the young witch of her outer robes.

"No wait. I'll be right back," Hermione suddenly shouted. With a suggestive wink Hermione sauntered from the room. Dazed, Ron lay back upon the bed, a goofy smile humorously distorting his freckled face. Suddenly a little black journal caught his eye. Seeing Harry's name in the neat scrawl he began to read.

Harry is a Vampire now. I'm sure of it. I've noticed him filling up on red fruits instead of meat. I suppose I'll have to kill him too and not just the obnoxious Draconian. Too bad, would've been nice to be the wife of the richest wizard in the w..

"Ron, What're you doing," Hermione asked sweetly.

"I well. What have you got against Malfoy anyway," Ron stammered.

"Ronald, Ronald don't be afraid. Its all right," Hermione cooed walking toward the frightened Weasly.

"Re..Really," Ron choked.

"Yes, I was going to wait and do this later, but I suppose the sooner the better,"

"What do you mean Hermion-ahk,"

"IMPERIO,"

"Now bring Harry and Draco to the room of requirement,"

TBC.

A/N: Yes I know its been a while. Pre-College stuff is totally taking over my life. My goal is to be finished with this fic by Christmas though.