A/N: Well the rating's been changed now…so for any new reviewers that happen to read this, I hope you like it, if you don't, don't read it! Hope those of you that have read this before like the new chapters I've added.
Chapter Six
The Black Widow
Draco was getting some very odd stares from the Hogwarts students he passed in the streets of Hogsmeade. He caught whispers about his appearance from the muggle borns such as:
"Since when is he Goth?" and "What's up with his eyes?"
Of course the select few students who hadn't heard about his change only commented on such things. He chose to ignore it set on his goal to find this vampire coven. He turned the corner to find the coffee and teashop five or six shops down at the end of the street. He hurried along, knowing he was close. It wasn't just because Snape had told him the club would be around this area, he felt something else.
It was as if a surge of energy were being pumped towards him pushing him backwards, yet drawing him nearer. He could hear voices on the air, barely whispers but he knew it to be the supernatural voices of his kind. It was an eerie feeling to hear so many of them entangled with each other.
As he turned the corner, he ran into someone. A woman, who was shorter than him. She was wearing a tight black shirt, a trench coat, and a pair of tight black jeans and knee high boots. She paused to look at him a moment, and without warning she stood on tiptoe and kissed his cheek.
"Good luck day walker," he heard the whisper invade his thoughts of confusion. She then disappeared around the corner. He felt something wet drip down his cheek and reached up to wipe it off. When he brought his hand back down into his line of vision, he found a red substance on his fingertips and immediately knew it as blood. He licked his fingers and moved on.
At the door, two tall bouncers stood with their arms crossed. Draco stood eye level with them, but if he would've gotten into a disagreement with them, he'd probably be crushed. They wore sunglasses and T-shirts that had pictures of black widows.
He didn't know quite how to begin so he just waited to see if they'd say anything. Of course they didn't so he came closer to them and stood directly in front of them. They looked him over, taking in his sad appearance.
"Go on in," said the black man on the right. Draco nodded and entered the club, his ears greeted with loud music. It was rock.
Draco didn't know he'd been spotted as soon as he entered the door.
Bluish green eyes narrowed as he came into her view. Raven was at her side and they watched as he made his way into the crowd.
Draco didn't know exactly how things worked in this sort of place so he waited and took in the view.
"Wait a second!" Raven hissed, but his companion had already disappeared, so he decided to wait and see.
She melted away out of his sight and he leaned against the couch cushion to watch.
"You look a little lost," she said when she came to Draco Malfoy. He spun around in surprise. There was something very familiar about her as she stood in front of him. She wore a black corset and a skirt.
"I am," he muttered. "You're a…vamp-"
"Mmm. Yes. And you are too," she said smiling smartly at him. "What a coincidence!"
He glared at her.
"You need some of the red stuff don't you?" she asked.
"What do you think?" he snapped.
"Come with me," she said. She took him firmly by the wrist and led him off just as the Dope Show, by Marilyn Manson came on.
She led him to a room upstairs and shoved him onto the couch.
"You know," Draco began. "I usually like that sort of roughing around but can we just get to the point of finding me someone to suck dry?" He raised an eyebrow at her.
"You're a cocky one aren't you?" she said. "I'll be back. Hold-"
But this time it was Draco to grab her by the wrist. He pulled her next to him, shoved her hair out of the way and sunk his fangs into her flesh. She tensed for a moment and then shivered putting her hands on his chest. He took his fangs out of the wound and licked the blood off of her slowly. He then continued to suck at the puncture wounds.
"You're a natural aren't you?" she asked, becoming slightly out of breath. She couldn't describe the strength coming off of this newborn. She couldn't explain how it felt to have his weight on her, his mouth against her skin.
"Yes, sweet heart," he smiled. "My first time."
She could feel Malfoy's signature smirk against her neck.
"Do you like the way it feels?" he asked. It was just like Draco to hit on the first female vampire his age that he happened to come across.
With that she found the strength to push him off.
"In your dreams play boy," she said. "I'll go get you a real meal. Hold on."
"Mmm. I hate to see you go, but I love to watch you leave," he drawled. She turned around to glare at him, but Draco was sure he saw her flush. He licked the blood from his bottom lip chuckling.
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She entered the club and looked around in the crowd. There she saw a young man, looking at her and she smiled walking towards him.
"Hey there," she said. She pulled her hair in front of the puncture wounds that hadn't healed quite yet. She could feel blood trickling from the holes still.
"Want to dance?" he asked.
"There's actually a private room upstairs if you'd like," she said smiling slyly. The young man took the hint.
"Alright," he said.
She led him to the stairs, and when they were out of sight of everyone else, he reached out and pinched her butt. She spun in surprise and found him grinning up at her. She smiled back, and he pulled her down towards him.
"How old are you anyways?" he whispered into her hair.
"Old enough," she muttered. He wrapped his arms around her slowly and pressed her small form against his.
"Not here," she said shyly. "Come on, we're almost there."
He let go reluctantly.
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Draco heard them approaching and he stood to greet them. He had to admit, the little vampire girl was quite attractive. If he could he'd take a bigger bite out of her.
It was then that the girl, and a young man fell through the doorway, in a hot embrace from Draco's line of vision. His eyebrows rose, as he watched the man kiss her throat on the same side Draco had bitten her. Her pretty black hair was in the way of the wound.
It was then that she spun him around so that she could get a clear view of Draco from over the young man's shoulder. She smiled evilly at him and Draco saw her eyes go red. She opened her mouth and he saw her fangs protruding from her gums. She then sunk her fangs into the young man's neck and he cried out.
The door behind them slammed shut and locked, without the girl touching it. She took a couple of mouthfuls of his blood and then thrust him at Draco.
The young man turned around in bewilderment to find the tall blonde standing there waiting to receive him. He stumbled and fell right into Draco's arms.
"I must say," Draco murmured. "This is much more gruesome than I thought it would be."
The girl giggled.
"Take him," she said with a seductive smile, her lips colored red with wet blood.
Draco smirked at her over the dying man's shoulder, and moved the man's head to the side. He then opened his mouth and with a savage growl, he sunk his fangs into the man's throat, where he hadn't been bitten yet.
The blood flowed into his mouth in a never-ending current. Shivers of pure ecstasy ran through his limbs as the blood flowed over his tongue. He drew it out of the man over and over and over again, until he was sure the man was going to shrivel away to nothing.
"Kill him off," she said. "We can't have any more being made by accident."
Draco paused for a moment, his eyes falling on the girl.
Kill him off…
The words echoed in his mind.
Kill him off…If he did, there was no turning back. Draco shut his eyes and sucked as hard as he could, trying to get every last drop out. His limbs were becoming warm again with a small tingling sensation. Finally, the blood flow drizzled away to nothing and he let the man drop from his arms. He cringed slightly as he heard the limp thud, which seemed to echo around in his mind. He felt wrong about taking the man's life. Was he supposed to feel guilty like this? Malfoy's didn't feel guilt.
"You feed quickly," she said.
"Really?" he asked. "It seemed to last forever."
"It always does when you're new at it," she told him. He looked up at her to find that her savage little grin was gone.
"I'm usually not this brutal when I feed. But the man was a pig," she told him. "He was feeling me up on the stairs."
Draco looked down at the man's pale form.
"What do you say that you and I go for a walk?" she asked. "I'm sure that my brother won't mind if I were to slip off for a bit. After all, you look like you could use some company…"
"It's fine," Draco replied. "I've got other places to be now."
"Well, I'll walk you," the girl said.
"What's your name? And why are you so pushy?" Draco asked, his brow furrowed.
"My name's Jesamya, and I was simply being polite," she said with a small smile. "You know, you've got beautiful eyes."
"Are you trying to bed me?" Draco asked, his evil smile appearing on his lips again. "Because if so, that's my line you just used."
Jesamya giggled.
"Well, what do you say?" Jesamya asked.
"What? About you seducing me? Or the walk?" Draco asked slyly.
"About the walk dim wit," she said.
"Oh. Yeah okay whatever you want darling," he replied.
With that the two of them left the club and walked on down the street.
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"God Blaise! Where is he?" Pansy whined in his ear.
"I don't know Pansy! God for the last time! I swear if you ask me one more time I'm going to stuff this napkin into your mouth and seal your lips shut magically!" Blaise snapped.
Snape came into the Three Broomsticks and he sat at the bar. He ordered fire whiskey and waited.
"He didn't look so good," Crabbe muttered, holding his glass of butterbeer. "I thought he was going to bite one of us."
"Draco wouldn't do that!" Pansy said shrilly. "You're his friends! Why would he want to hurt you?"
"He wasn't the same Malfoy," Blaise said simply. "By the time we found Snape he was falling to pieces."
"He almost attacked that mudblood that Potter's always hanging around with!" Goyle said.
"Ooh, I wish he would have," Pansy whispered savagely. "Then we wouldn't have to deal with her any more!"
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"Well I'll see you around," Draco said awkwardly.
"Do you remember that night at the club? I was about to introduce myself before my brother dragged me off," Jesamya said.
"That was you?" Draco asked. "I thought you looked familiar…"
"Well yeah, I'll see you," she said. And with that she turned and walked off.
He watched her go.
"I hate to see you go, but I love to watch you leave," Draco whispered. She heard him and smiled to herself.
"Don't worry," she thought. "I'll be seeing you sooner than you think…"
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Draco entered the Three Broomsticks. He found Snape first and joined him at the pub.
Pansy got up to meet Draco, but Blaise grabbed her arm and made her sit down.
"Ouch! God what?" she snapped, rubbing where he'd squeezed her.
"Give him a moment, Pansy," Blaise said. "He'll be over."
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It was beginning to get dark by the time they finally made it back to Hogwarts. Pansy was pinned against Draco's side and had her thin arm wrapped around his waist.
"I'm tired," she muttered in his ear. "And my feet hurt."
"Take your shoes off then," Draco muttered.
"Can you carry me the rest of the way there?" she asked looking up at him pouting.
"Fine," he muttered. And he bent down and picked her up in a cradle position. "You big baby."
She scowled at him. They then entered the Hogwarts gates.