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Chapter Twenty-One

They were a swirl of black as they entered Hogsmeade that day. Their heads held high as they marched along side each other. Wizards stepped out of their way as they passed by and a cold shiver went through them when their eyes that seemed almost inhuman fell upon them. Like they were looking deep inside their souls. Their skin was all of the same pallor, gleaming like porcelain. Vampires were never seen in the daytime, so what was this?

A blonde, who almost seemed to be the center of the group, let back his head and he laughed, fangs quite visible to the world around them. Day Walkers were a legend weren't they? It seemed to passerby that they were not. They were almost the most beautiful creatures to walk the Earth, but what lay beyond their pale faces and beautiful voices?

Only demons could be that beautiful.

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They sat around a cozy table at the Three Broomsticks. Draco had his arms on the back of the booth's seat. He seemed to be enjoying himself, even though he was in the company of his worst enemies. So why was it they were getting so comfortable around each other? It wasn't exactly that they liked each other, he thought. They just tolerated each other. But they didn't have to, so why was it that they did?

The butter beer was quite good that night. Freshly brewed and he sipped at it staring around thoughtfully at his companions. That was what Elder had called them. They joked and laughed and played around with each other. Was this how friends were supposed to treat one another? He had totally ditched Crabbe and Goyle in the common room that day. But they had been busy doing a project for Professor McGonagall. His gray orbs seemed to glint with thought as the five talked around him.

"You've been awful quiet tonight ferret," Ron said, wiping foam from his top lip. Draco leaned forward, taking his arms out from behind Hermione and Pansy.

"Why are we all here together tonight?" he mused. All five of his fellow vampires fell silent looking at him. They hadn't really been thinking about it truthfully. Never mind the sort of looks they were getting from Gryffindor and Slytherin students alike. It was sort of as if, when they were together, the whole world went away.

"Because we got stuck with you?" Harry asked with a goofy sort of look on his face. The rest of them shrugged. Draco's cold gray eyes turned towards him, but they were lit with a different sort of emotion. Humor. He smiled evilly at Potter.

"I know you speak for everyone except yourself Potter," Draco replied smartly. "You've wanted my ass since the first time you met me."

Harry smiled at him. It was really genuine. Something you didn't see in Slytherin. People in that house only knew how to leer at you. Malfoy didn't even really believe Blaise was his friend. There were some ugly thoughts in that man's head. Really ugly thoughts. Not always directed Draco's way, but on other occasions…

Draco blinked out of his contemplation and stared around him.

"This isn't right," Malfoy said. "We hate each other remember? We could hardly be in the same room together. And if you left us alone, forget it! They'd come in to find me and Potter unconscious on the floor! Remember that Potter?"

Hermione was snickering next to Draco.

"Your spells had collided and blown up in your faces!" she laughed. The rest joined in.

"I remember that!" Pansy said. "Draco's face was turquoise for a month!"

"That spell was supposed to hit his hair," Harry replied sheepishly. "He'd tried to do the same thing to me, only he was trying to turn my hair green to match my eyes."

Draco chuckled.

"Potter got it worse," he said.

Jesamya smiled contently as she watched the five of them come together. It was strange watching them do it, but they were slowly beginning to put their differences aside. She supposed they would always quarrel but the magic in the blood was what brought the vampire species together. At least when it came to covens. It was basic instinct to stick with those close to you, safety and companionship. That's what a coven offered you. Someone to watch your back while keeping you company. Vamps had a lot of enemies in the world.

"Everything on me was turquoise for a while there," Harry said. "Even my teeth and the inside of my mouth!"

The group giggled when they were suddenly interrupted.

"Look at this," came a voice familiar to Draco. He looked up to find Blaise Zabini standing behind Jesamya who had sat up a little straighter as she sensed someone behind her. Draco looked up to meet dark eyes staring back at his.

"Hi?" he said. "What can I do for you Zabini?"

"What are you doing with the Wonder Trio, Malfoy?" Zabini snapped pointing down at Potter and Weasley.

"What does it look like?" Draco asked. "We're having a B beer together."

"You're mingling with the enemy," Blaise hissed.

"Like you don't do that every weekend!" Malfoy said with a sneer. "Weren't you and Ginny Weasley getting together for awhile there?"

At this Ron stiffened quite noticeably.

"What!" Blaise snapped. "I-"

"You were with my sister?" Ron asked, his face and ears turning fiery red as his blue eyes clouded over with rage. He stood slowly and faced Blaise who merely smirked at him.

"What are you going to do about it Weasley?" he asked, taking in Ron's thin frame. Before the change, Malfoy would've doubted Ron's ability to fight Blaise. He was thin and lanky, which meant he would most likely be off balance. But now, he felt very sorry for Blaise. He could sense power coming off of the Super Weasel and he sat back waiting for the fireworks to take place.

"Ron," Hermione said quietly, reaching for Weasley's arm. "Calm down."

"No!" he said, moving his arm out of her grasp. Hermione looked slightly hurt. "This ass hole-" But he trailed off not really able to finish. "Ginny," he said quietly.

It was then that he turned around and punched Zabini square in the nose. People around them gasped at the sight of Ron Weasley jumping on Blaise. He grabbed him by his shirt collar and lifted him up. A few wizards were making it to the scene to break up the fight.

"You-" Ron growled punching him. "Stay-" another good crack to the noggin, "Away-" Whack! "From-" Whack! "My-" Whack! "Sister!" Crack!

It was then that Harry leapt to his feet, getting over his stunned disbelief and grabbed a hold of Ron by his robes, pulling him back like a rabid dog on a choke chain.

"That's enough!" Potter said giving Ron a firm shake. At this point every one at the little not-so-cozy table anymore was standing.

"We should go," Pansy said staring down at Blaise. "Before we get kicked out." The rest of them nodded vigorously. Good thing there hadn't been any teachers in the Three Broomsticks at that point.

Draco stayed a little ways behind the rest and bent down to help Blaise up.

"You messed with the wrong Weasley tonight," he drawled in Blaise's ear. "Pulling out the sister card? That was cold of me wasn't it?" He then pushed Blaise roughly into the booth seat and walked off to find Potter and the rest waiting for him outside.

"I've got to hand it to you Weasel," Draco said clapping Ron on the shoulder. "That was some handy work you did on him."

Ron grumbled something that sounded a lot like, "Bloody Slytherins," and stalked off.

The sky was darkening steadily and you could see Hogwarts students making their way back up to the school.

"Should we be turning back now?" Harry asked. Hermione nodded.

At that, the six left Hogsmeade for the night.

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There was a light tapping on the window. It was persistent and slightly annoying. Blue-green eyes shot open in the night and she groaned looking at the clock on the nightstand. It was two o'clock in the morning. She got up, pulling her baggy black T-shirt over her butt and opened the blinds to see what, or rather who was making that noise. She found a pair of silver gleaming eyes staring back at her. She opened her window and let him enter.

"I thought you'd never open up," Draco said landing and leaning his broom against the wall. She yawned and rubbed her eyes.

"What do you want?" she asked. She wasn't trying to sound rude.

"I was wondering if you wanted to come sit with me for a bit," Draco replied. "You see, I couldn't sleep and I didn't really feel like waking Pansy. It's not pretty."

"And you think this is?" Jesamya asked motioning up to her untidy hair and slack face.

"Anything's better than that!" Draco replied. "She looks like a green monster!" He was referring to her facemask that she wore.

"Just let me get something else on," Jesamya replied, feeling the night calling to her as it often did when she woke at this hour.

"What's wrong with that?" Draco asked, motioning to her T-shirt.

"It's all I'm wearing," Jesamya said.

"And what's wrong with that?" Draco questioned slyly.

"Just hold on," she said smiling. She then began digging through her drawers, for her eyes had adjusted to the darkness. She pulled out a pair of boxers and slipped them on under her T-shirt.

"Ready?" he asked. She put on a pair of socks and nodded.

With that Draco climbed onto his broom, motioning for her to climb on behind him. She did as he asked and he reached around and grasped her small wrists in his hands. He then wrapped her arms around his muscular waist and slowly flew out of the window. When they were out of the window he picked up speed and began flying up towards the top of a tower.

"Where are we going?" she asked, putting her mouth right next to his ear. He felt a shiver going through him as her lips brushed his earlobe.

"You'll see," he replied.

A/N: There. That's all for now. Thanks so much again to my kind and constant reviewers. I love you all:D