Hermione opened her eyes to reveal a light green color that blasted the room with a burning green power as they all ran out the entire room was engulfed in powerful trees

"DRACO!" yelled Luscious his tone wreaked of pain.

Malfoy's mind screamed to face his torture when the green light enveloped him as everyone watched in horror he thought the light would burn but for some odd reason to him it didn't sting it felt warm and inviting as his vision blurred and he fell unconscious.

Malfoy woke to the sensation of something cool on his chest and looked down to see Hermione gently cleaning his wounds from his torture, his mind tweaked at someone seeing his chest without the spell on to hide the many scars.

Growling inhumanly her soft green eyes looked up at him

"Shh Malfoy it's all right," she cooed in such a soft caring tone he couldn't find it in him to argue.

He slightly watched as she carefully cleaned each and every wound with such a soft caressing touch that Malfoy had to restrain several moans.

After Hermione bandaged all of his cuts she left only to come back with home cooked soup and she helped him sit up

"I don't need your help," he growled as he got up himself inwardly yelling at himself his wounds yelled for him to lay back down.

Hermione sat there and watched him struggle to sit up and when she went to feed him he refused to have her do it and took it from her, she just watched with a curiosity that most did not have.

After he was done she got up and looked at him with concern

"They will not find you here," she said softly then turned to leave

"Why are you doing this?" he asked coldly

"Because I owe you for what I caused," she said

"Is that it?" he demanded.

Hermione kept her back to him as a tear trickled down her pale cheek

"Do not push it Malfoy please," she said softly and walked out the door and walked down the cold dimmed halls.

Malfoy laid there his mind not knowing what to think

'She saved me from Voldemort's torture and nurtured my wounds but what does she want?' he asked himself closing his eyes.

Hermione wandered quietly through the halls of her mansion tears stung behind her eyes but she refused to let them fall

'I will not let him win…' she thought to herself

"How'd I get like this?" she asked herself out loud looking at her scarred wrists.

Three Weeks Later

As she walked through the forest surrounding her estate all forms of wild life came to visit her

"Mistress what is wrong?" asked a flittering fairy

"Nothing my child," said Hermione trying to sound convincing

"Mistress we sense emotions and right now yours are stressed," said another fairy

"It's just…I feel that this isn't who I am supposed to be…" said Hermione

"What do you feel like you are destined to be Mistress?" asked Boka a forest nymph

"I don't know but violence swims throughout my thoughts, the thought of darkness is inviting and warms my cold skin," explained Hermione

"You were meant for something very dark Mistress…" said Coral an empath one who senses emotions and futures

"Dark?" asked Hermione

"You are destined for great power and evil Mistress," said Coral

"Evil me?" asked Hermione picking a red rose.

"Very evil Mistress," said Coral

"How can that be?" she asked

"I am not sure I only sense it Mistress," said Coral.

Hermione looked down at the rose in her hand as it pricked blood her eyes widened and began to slowly pulse

"Blood…." she said as the pulse quickened

"What Mistress?" asked Boka

"I need blood…. human blood…." said Hermione as they stared at her

"NOW!" she growled inhumanly as they rushed off.

In a few short minutes Hermione stared at four humans lay before her feet

"Who goes first?" she asked in a cold amused tone as the animals and magical creatures stayed afar and stared at her with fear

"Please I beg you spare us…" cried the man and she cocked her head slightly to the side

"Why?" she asked

"Please don't let my little girls die," said the man and Hermione turned to look at them.

Both looked about sixteen both had auburn hair with black streaks but one had frightened bright blue eyes while the other had dark concerned purple eyes.

Hermione stared at them as they were slammed into the ground

"Perk of being a vampire," she said sickly as she walked up to the first girl

"What's your name and how old are you?" she asked

"Athene, sixteen," said the blond

"Now you," said Hermione turning her piercing gaze to the other

"Antalia, sixteen," said the auburn.

Hermione thought for this

'The twins….' she thought then quickly lowered herself and bit into Antalia's neck hard

'Just because I'm not a full vampire doesn't mean I can't change humans into vampires,' she thought as Antalia screamed.

At the right moment her parents watched in horror as Hermione slit her own neck so the young girl could suck

"She will soon be one of us…" said Hermione as she did the same to Athene.

Then Hermione turned towards her parents as she cast a heavy cloud cover to block the sun out then commanded the trees to grow larger and thicker in case the clouds dispersed.

As the two began to violently shake and scream you could hear their bones changing to fit their new blood, their pupils changed into a deep red color as it began to pulse two beautifully black horned wings tore from each of their backs.

Suddenly the two were engulfed in a black light and as it vanished there stood two beautiful vamptresses.

"Hungry?" asked Hermione as they nodded

"Pick a parent," said Hermione as the two stalked their own parents

"NO PLEASE ANTALIA IT'S ME!" screamed the mother

"ATHENE!" screamed the father as the two were viciously butchered like animals.

Hermione's insane laughter filled the wooded area as her wings ripped from her back

"Come my sisters we shall take flight," she called as they all took to the skies.

As the three cackling vamptresses entered the castle their laughter rang through the empty halls

"Come I shall show you to your rooms," said Hermione leading them down the halls.

After they were settled in their separate rooms Hermione entered a dark room and walked over to the bed where she watched Malfoy sleep.

Reaching down to move a piece of hair that fell into his eyes her wrist was caught in a tight bone crushing grip and his cold eyes snapped open

"You're loud," came his cold voice

"I have sisters," she said

"You're an only child," he said

"Dracula bit my mother making me kind of like his daughter, and I have converted two others," she said

"Two others?" he asked

"Have you heard of the twins?" she asked

"The two pure being said to over throw darkness?" he asked

"Yes…they now have no souls," she said

"How in the world did you manage to stumble upon the two most powerful light spirits in the world?" he demanded

"Luck," she said.

Malfoy stared at her, that caring aura was replaced by a dark aura very dark, and very evil that wasn't hers but something old and ancient an evil past

"I have realized my true destiny and it isn't this," she said coldly and his eyes simply narrowed

"You hate me and I hate you, but we will return to my grandfather shortly," she said as she grabbed his hand and it began to burn.

Malfoy watched her leave

'Amazing…' he thought getting out of bed and walked out the door to find Hermione standing there as if waiting

"Come I'll take you to the bathroom," she said as he growled.

As they were walking Athene walked out of a door way

"Damn Hermione where did you find this fine piece of meat?"

"He is not for eating, Athene meet Draco Malfoy the only son of the Malfoy line," said Hermione

"Sure is fine," came Antalia's silky voice from the shadows.

Malfoy stood there with that sexy Malfoy smirk that filled girls hearts with unquenchable lust

"God he's sexy," purred Athene slinking up to him, as Malfoy wrapped his arm around her thin waist.

Hermione felt a strange feeling of disgust knot itself in her stomach

'What is this feeling?' she asked herself then shook it off as she turned to them

"He would like to take a shower," she stated

"Ooh we can help him with that, can't we sis?" asked Antalia

"It'd be your pleasure," cooed Malfoy as the three of them walked towards the bathroom.

Hermione sat in her room as screams of pleasure were heard from the bathroom as they echoed down the halls

'Disgusting…' thought Hermione as that same feeling of disgust knotted itself deeper into her core.