Warnings for story: (should have put this in first chapter.) Language, Explicit sexual content, alternate universe, not canon complaint. MENTIONS: RAPE AND MISCARRIAGE. I will not go into detail on this for I know these are hard subjects for some. Again, it just mentions it happened.

Disclaimer: JK still owns Harry Potter and all of its characters. I am just playing with them. I make no money. (Unfortunately.)

A/N:

Credit: Aubrey'Snapefor being an amazing beta and Articcat621 for reading over these chapters as well and putting up with my crazy questions in the middle of the night.

"Lord Malfoy," Sirius said with a slight hesitation as he greeted the head of the Malfoy family. Even if Sirius thought Lucius was a coward, he knew Abraxas was anything but. Even in the wizard's old age, he was still terrifying. Rumors had swirled round the wizarding community at the things Abraxas Malfoy supposedly had done, there was never solid proof. The pureblooded community knew the truth, they would never speak against him. The on family that had, suddenly wasn't heard from again.

"I know what you're looking for," Abraxas spoke with a deadly calm, "or better yet, who you're looking for. She is not here. Hermione knew you would be here tonight so she left after she spoke her peace. She wants nothing to do with you."

"I wasn't looking for her," Sirius mumbled, even though he knew it was a lie. Abraxas' words were like a knife, twisting in his heart.

"Do not lie to me," He hissed lurching forward coming face to face with Sirius. "I will never see my daughter hurt again the way you had hurt her. This is my only warning, Black: stay away from my daughter. She is better off without you in her life. Why she ever allowed you into her life, I'll never understand."

Sirius blinked, turning away from the older man. He paused for a moment before speaking. "If she ever wanted me back, no one could stop me, not even you." He said the words so quietly Abraxas almost didn't hear them. Sirius then continued down the stairs leaving Abraxas standing in the hall.

"You can be terrifying, you know?" Hermione asked, stepping from the shadows.

"One of my many charms," he answered with a smirk.

"You are a charming man." Hermione mimicked his smirk.

"Your mother thought so."

"How did you know he would look?" she asked, glancing at her bedroom door.

"Regret is a powerful thing, my darling," he told her solemnly.

"Could you tell Remus to meet me in the gardens later?" Hermione asked. "I would like to speak with him." She rested her chin on her father's shoulder, smiling up at him lovingly.

"Of course."

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Remus walked through the gardens, finding Hermione sitting near the roses on the side of a large, stone fountain. She leaned there, her fingers running across the top of the water.

Remus stood there for a moment, just watching her. Even though her appearance had changed, she still smelled just like the Hermione he knew and loved. He had known it was her the moment she had stepped into the room during the meeting.

"Hello, Remus," she spoke, not looking up from the water.

"Hello, Hermione," he said, smiling as he took a seat next to her by the fountain. "The new look suits you."

She turned to him and smiled, her grey eyes looking into his. "Thank you, Remus. I've actually always looked like this. My mother placed a glamour on me." She was quiet for a minute. "It's still odd, to look in the mirror and see this. I actually look just like my mother."

"It suits you," he complimented. "I have missed you so much, Hermione. How have you—," the werewolf abruptly stopped talking.

Hermione stilled, listening to him breathing in deeply. The fear of rejection swept through her.

Now that he was closer, Remus picked up a new scent. His eyes widened in realization. "You're a vampire?" he asked, his face looking pained. "How? When did this happen?"

Hermione nodded. "I am a vampire. It happened six years ago, believe it not. And that's actually not the worst of it." Hermione's eyes turned pensive, quickly filling with pain.

"Hermione, please tell me what happened."

Hermione took a deep breath. The story was hard to tell, but he was one of her closest friends and he deserved to know.

"After the night that I left, I came here to the Manor. I landed a little too far from the gates because I was so upset. I was just so distracted that I didn't notice there was a vampires lingering near the edge of the woods. By the time I noticed he was there, he already had me in his arms." She paused, tears came down her cheeks. She looked down so Remus wouldn't notice. "He—he dragged me into the woods, where he raped and brutalized me, all while he feeding on me."

Remus moved closer, tilting her chin upwards. His eyes widened in shock when he noticed the tears that ran down her face. "You should have contacted me. I would have come to help you, Hermione," he told her painfully.

Hermione pulled away from him, standing. She began to pace back and forth. "There's more, Remus."

"What else?" he asked, not quite sure if he wanted to find out.

Hermione stopped pacing and crossed her arms over her chest. "I was pregnant," she whispered, but with his hearing, it was if she had screamed the words into his ear.

Remus stood and wrapped his arms around her, "You have lost too much."

"He turned me due to the bites."

"I should have come after you."

"It's not you that should have come after me," Hermione said coldly. "I am surprised he didn't realize it tonight." She couldn't believe that he didn't even realize the sound of her voice.

"Sirius is stuck in the past, Hermione. I don't think he saw what had been placed right in front of him," Remus supplied. Hermione snorted, rolling her eyes.

Remus leaned back; waving his wand he removed the blood from her face.

"Thank you."

"What's going on with you and Severus?" Remus asked, taking her hand and placing it on his arm. The two of them walked back towards the Manor.

"We are there for one another, no matter what the other needs. We've been like that since I have come here. Severus was the one that opened the door the night I crawled up the steps and since then he hasn't left my side, as I haven't left his," Hermione explained.

"So are you two together?" Remus asked, confused as to what she meant.

"No, we tried but we are more friends than anything. We both love sex… it's pretty amazing," Hermione said, laughing genuinely.

"I didn't need to know about sex between the two of you," Remus said, crinkling his nose.

"Oh, I just meant sex in general, but sex with him is phenomenal," Hermione said, still laughing as Remus cringed.

"Can I ask you something?" Remus looked to her, turning serious.

"Of course you can, Remus."

"Is the vampire in you like the wolf in me?"

"Yes and no," she answered. "I have complete control until I lose control over my emotions. That is when the vampire takes over. It's normally when I get too angry; the vampire feeds off of it. I was bitten by a vampire elder, not a normal one," Hermione confessed, looking towards him.

"You have the pull to be a part of the darkness by the will of the elder."

"Yes, if he calls for me, it will be like the call of you alpha," Hermione explained. "But I don't know if he will, but I fear he might. He told me he would come for me one day." She took a deep breath. "Remus, it's the elder we are fighting against."

"It will be nearly impossible to fight against his call and will." Remus held the door the open for her, following her into the manor.

"Well, hopefully that never happens. I have missed you, Remus." Hermione held his hand in hers.

"You will no longer have to do that. I will be here." Remus placed a kiss on her forehead before going to the fireplace. He Flooed back to Grimmauld Place.

"I may vomit," Severus said from behind her.

Hermione turned around and rolled her eyes at him then she followed him up the stairs.