A/N: I wasn't very happy with my last chapter. I hope this one is better. Leave me a review and tell me what you think.

Chapter Five

Turning Savage

The weekend came by quickly. As an introduction to the new school year, the Hogwarts students were given a trip to Hogsmeade, in case they'd forgotten any school supplies. As Draco got ready, he felt a deep pit forming in his stomach. He had a very bad feeling about going with the rest of his friends. He had just finished getting dressed when Blaise, Crabbe, and Goyle burst into the room, talking loudly, and shoving each other.

"Ay! Come on Malfoy!" Crabbe said, throwing an arm around his friend. "Let's get a move on!"

Draco shoved him off and walked over to his trunk. Of course this was normal agitation for Draco, so nobody in the room realized how tense he actually was.

"You'll have fun Draco," said Blaise sitting on Draco's bed, watching him dig through his trunk for something. "What's up with you today anyway?"

Draco was thankful for a friend like Blaise. He always noticed when something wasn't quite right with Malfoy. He knew when he should point it out. Of course as soon as he mentioned something the others saw it too.

"I just don't feel like going today," Draco murmured. He found what he was looking for. He pulled out a small vile filled with the red substance he'd been taking every day. This was the third vile he'd taken; yet something was ripping inside of him, screaming for something he hadn't had yet. He then pulled out a blood-flavored sucker that his mother had sent him with Lucifer. He unwrapped it and stuck it in his mouth. Shivers ran up and down his nerves as he swallowed, for they weren't just blood flavored, they actually contained it.

"Oh…" Blaise said. "You're not holding up so well are you mate?" he asked. Draco felt like some sort of drug addict or something.

"No," Draco snapped. "I haven't got time to go. I have to visit Snape to see what he can do about this." He took the lollipop out of his mouth and held it out to them. His tongue was coated in red. He then stuck the sucker back into his mouth and turned away from them again. The good news was, his wounds were healing up nicely. He could no longer fit his pinky in the holes, and it was scabbing over. The bad news was, his cravings for blood were getting stronger as he healed.

"I've got bad news for you Malfoy," Blaise muttered from behind him.

"No surprise there," Draco spat turning to face Blaise. "What is it?"

"Snape's already left with the others to go to Hogsmeade," Blaise said.

"Oh, is that right?" Draco asked. His nostrils flared slightly and he looked like he were trying to hold a very strong urge inside of himself. Then without any warning at all…

"SON OF A BITCH!" he screamed.

The three boys' eyes widened as he continued on with several more curses. He punched his dresser and left a huge indent, which he wouldn't have been able to do had he still been human. He then sat down on his bed, his nostrils still flared and he looked at them almost accusingly, as though they had set him up.

"We've got to find Professor Snape," Blaise said in almost a whisper. He was staring at Draco's eyes. Malfoy stared stubbornly back at him with his lollipop stem sticking defiantly out of his mouth. The gray shade that his eyes were usually, was now almost hidden by the blood lining his cornea. "Come on," he said, grabbing Draco by his arm. He pulled the newly made vampire to his feet and dragged him from the room.

When they were out in the hall, the younger students paused to whisper as they passed. Draco glared at them all, angry at the world.

"Is that him?" said one first year Hufflepuff boy.

"Yeah. They said he goes out to hunt at night," the other boy standing next to him said. They stared in wonder at Draco who glared back.

"I also hunt at day!" he snarled at them, lunging forward threateningly, fangs exposed. The first boy that had spoken shrieked and the two of them ran off together down the hall, not even pausing to look back.

After they were out of sight, Blaise, Crabbe, and Goyle broke into hysterical laughter as they made their way to the stairs. Of course Draco wasn't finding much humor in his situation. He was shaky all over. He felt too cold and faint.

They made it down to the entrance gate where the last of the stragglers were making their way out to Hogsmeade. It was actually a rather large group of students, but if you looked further down the path, you could make out the rest of the Hogwarts kids almost to Hogsmeade.

The four of them ran towards the straggler group and as soon as they entered, they began rudely shoving their way roughly through the crowd of protesting fellow sixth years. Of course it was only right that the straggler group should consist of Potter and the rest of his group.

"Hey watch it Malfoy!" came Granger's voice as he rammed into her, almost knocking her to the ground.

He rounded on her, growling savagely. Her eyes widened in surprise to see Malfoy looking so murderous. He grabbed her by her shoulders, his fangs visible just below his top lip. Her throat was exposed to him from under her collared shirt. The crowd fell silent as they watched in horror. He could hear her heartbeat quicken and he could feel her blood running under her skin, from beneath his fingertips.

"I should take you right now for taking up space you filthy mudblood," he spat at her. She could see his eyes become visibly redder. "The only thing that's sparing you is the fact that I don't fancy my mouth being full of dirt!" And with that he shoved her at her friends and turned to make his way toward the larger group. This time he didn't have to push his way out. The people parted for him.

"Are you alright Hermione?" Ron asked, holding her shoulders. She turned towards him, her eyes wide and becoming steadily wetter. He had given her quite a scare. She had felt strength emanating off of him, and she knew that her fate was in his hands. Malfoy could've crushed her if he wished it, although she wasn't sure if he knew that.

She wrapped her arms around Ron and buried her face in his shoulder. Malfoy wasn't just the git from Slytherin they all knew and loved (Hah! Like that would happen!). He was something more of a threat now. Just the fact that he had those two long and deadly fangs in his mouth and that extra strength added to him, made him seem a dangerous opponent.

Harry watched as Draco sprinted towards the rest of the group and Snape. Something barely human driving him, although he looked run down and in need of fuel.

"Professor Snape!" Draco bellowed, coming to a halt only a few feet behind the tall straight figure of his head of house. The other teachers who stood along side Severus Snape turned around alarmed. It had sounded like a demon were behind them screaming at Snape. They could hear the lack of blood wearing on Malfoy in his voice.

Draco had fallen to his knees on the green grass. He was practically kneeling at Snape's feet as though he were worshiping him. His shoulders trembled violently as he took in the sent of the grass. Snape stooped down to take a look at Malfoy.

"Move the rest of the students along," he muttered, his hand on Draco's shoulder, in an attempt to steady the boy.

"Come along children," Professor McGonagall said, motioning them forward. They passed by without a word.

As soon as they were out of sight, and the other group had passed, Snape put his fingers under the boy's jaw and brought him up to face him. Draco's eyes had gone completely blood red as he stared back at his Professor.

"I do believe we have a problem Mr. Malfoy," he said staring at Draco in wonder. Nobody had ever witnessed the complete transformation of a vampire. And it was this very rare occasion that the whole of Hogwarts was witnessing it. "Now this is to stay between you and me. There's a vampire coven hidden in Hogsmeade. You are to go there. It's disguised as a club. They'll give you what you need, but as soon as your business has been taken care of, you are to come back to me."

"I c-can't," Draco uttered, gasping.

"You will or you will die," Snape said sternly. "And we can't have that now can we Draco?"

"I w-won't become one of those v-vicious creatures," he said pulling out of Snape's grasp. He got shakily to his feet and began walking back towards the school.

"You're going to have to to survive. I knew that it wouldn't be possible to keep your blood cravings at bay with that silly potion. It's not even guaranteed to work. You're the first it's been administered to," Snape spat bitterly. "But of course Dumbledore insisted we try, and here you are wasting away! Now you will do as I say, or you'll expire and I'll have your father to deal with!"

Draco turned.

"And you're afraid of what my father will do to you if I were to expire?" Draco snapped at Snape.

"You're father is not so merciful when it comes to the life of his son," Snape replied simply. "He advised me to tell you what I have just a moment ago. The message has been delivered. He told me your health is in my hands. I am to make sure you get what you need exactly when you need it. You're very promising to the Dark Lord, you know."

Draco reached up and rubbed his eyes. They were becoming blurry.

"The Dark Lord?" Draco whispered to himself. "Ah, but I have risen above the Dark Lord. I am the Dark Lord…" The thought was shocking to him. "I am the Dark Lord…"

Not literally of course, not yet, but vampires were easily more powerful than wizards. It was in all the books about them. No wand could exceed the power of an immortal. Only the power of the user. Potter and the mudblood flashed into his mind.

He shook the idea from his mind, finding himself appalling for thinking of such a thing. But he had always craved attention. He had always wanted power and maybe this was the way to get it. To be feared was his all time goal in life… He had never wished to lick Voldemort's shoes and make sure they were shiny and new. Voldemort was hypocritical. He was not even pureblood, yet he wished to get rid of those who were not. To cleanse the world of filth like himself.

Draco always found himself sneering at the thought. As far as Draco knew though, it was too soon to even be thinking of such things. He had to focus on his newest goal, which was to turn Hogwarts into a vampire school. The thought still sent chills of excitement through him. So he nodded and agreed to go to this club Snape spoke of.

"Meet me in the three broomsticks when you've finished," Snape said, seeming to calm down a bit. "I'll be there as long as it takes. But don't get any smart ideas and go wondering off to places you're not supposed to be boy. If you go missing we're both in trouble."

"I would never dream of it," Draco said. "Now where's this place you speak of?"

"Just past the coffee and tea shop," Snape said. "The Black Widow. Impossible to miss."

And with that, Draco was off to find this club.

A/N: Alright! I feel slightly better about this chapter. I hope you guys like it enough to keep reading it. I have a few good ideas up my sleeve. If you want the next chapter, you'll have to review! Every review is welcome and I get so happy knowing you guys are coming back for more! Thanks so much.