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She came in sight of the column, that is all it was a column with nothing but loose chains and rope encircling the base. Her eyes darted to the portrait hole of chaos. It had been ripped open and was now flailing back and forth on only one hinge. A horrific scream came from the hall. Hermione ran in the direction of the scream. Just outside of the portrait hole Draco had a boy pinned against the wall. His white fangs glistened in the torch light as he prepared to plunge into the boys thick artery. The boy began to struggle and Hermione was able to get a glimpse of his face. Hermione screamed as Draco began to feed off Albus Dumbledore.

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Long streams of thick warm blood ran from Albus' neck to the cold stone floor beneath. He had tried to fight off the attacker but his mind had gone foggy leaving him utterly senseless to the world around him save the stinging pain in his neck and coldness of his limbs. His body had grown limp and only remained upright by Draco now crushing him into the corridor wall.

Hermione's shock gave way to panic: panic of discovery, panic of death, panic of this estranged creature so unlike the Draco she had seen only hours before.

The potion.

It was the only way to save Draco from himself. Hermione tightly grasped the vile in her left hand and held up her weapon of choice in the other.

"Expelliarmus!" she shrieked.

Draco was ripped from his prey and slung onto the opposite wall. Albus' lame form collapsed onto the shadowy floor. The candle light held an eerie glow on the vampire as he slowly rose up seemingly unscathed. He brushed off his cloak and glanced at the form of his friend and future headmaster now lying helpless only feet from him. His eyes ran to Hermione and a huge smile ran across his devilish features. He let out a howl of laughter echoing the sound of a thousand demons.

" Do you actually think you can save him? Do you think a mere witch can fight off an immortal?" Hermione remained silent. He assumed her silence was of fright and he laughed louder then before, Hermione was sure the entire school could hear it. "Answer me or I shall have you next!" She was again silent. The vampire stopped his hysterics, "Answer me!" Silence.

He rushed forth and in the blink of an eye was an inch from Hermione's face, towering over her. "Do you think you can stop me?" He made a move for her neck. Hermione took her shot.

"Petrificus Totalus," she yelled and pointed the wand straight at his unbeating heart. It did not have the effect she had hoped for but the shock was enough for her to unclasp the vile and shove it down his bloody throat. It took effect immediately and he stumbled back clutching his pale neck. His back hit the wall and he held his head to his chest letting a horrific scream echo the vacant halls.

Hermione scrambled to Albus for surly any moment teacher and students alike would fill the corridors in search of the cause of all the commotion. She was by his side and feeling for any signs of life. She could feel a faint pulse, but if she didn't get help fast this thin line of life would be cut short.

"Wingardium Leviosa" she guided albus onto a transformed stretcher and began in the direction of the hospital wing.

"Stop!" came the command of a harsh yet strained voice. Hermione whirled around and pointed her wand at the vampire or was it Draco? It still looked like the vampire but the lines on his face were no longer etched into a demented fashion.

"Don't touch him you fiend!" she yelled with all the fury she could muster.

"Hermione please! Just listen to me! You can't take him or they will find me out!" Draco replied almost beggingly, if Malfoy's ever begged.

"God(s) for once Draco can you not think of anyone but yourself!" She turned around and resumed her trek. He grabbed her by the shoulder and and she shoved him off.

"Hermione there is not time! He'll be dead by the time you get there, if he isen't already!"

"What else am I to do?" she replied almost in tears but still walking as if the task weren't meaningless. Just then the sounds of hurried footsteps were heard coming toward them. Frantic voices were yelling to come in the direction of chaos.

"Please Hermione trust me. I wont let him die." The Vampire Draco pleaded.

Hermione looked from him to the direction of the footsteps and then to Albus. She gulped.

"Hurry." was the only thing she uttered.

Draco cleansed the hall for any trace of blood and Hermione quickly rushed the stretcher into their dorm followed by Draco who did a quick repairo on the portrait-whose inhabitants were missing at the moment. It had only slid back in place as people rounded the corner. The only voice of which she could distinguish was that of Headmaster Black. Draco took the stretcher up to his room and Hermione did a spell to change into her itchy nightgown.

Grabbing a book she threw herself onto a couch and rapped a throw around her right as the portrait hole opened. Headmaster Black and Professor Nocks walked in along with a few other professors Hermione had yet to meet. Hermione gave a dramatic yawn and put down here book to meet the startled group.

"My dear I hope we aren't interrupting you, but there seems have been a great disturbance in the castle. Have you seen or heard anything out of the ordinary." the Headmaster wearily stated. It looked as if he had just gotten out of bed as his hair was sticking up and cloak his was helplessly wrinkled.

"I heard what sounded like a scream a little while ago, but I dismissed it as some mischievous cats or a rogue ghost. Nothing would have been out of the ordinary in a magical castle."

"May I ask what you are doing up at such an hour?" Professor Nocks pointedly asked looking down her nose as if Hermione were not fit to breathe the same air.

"I could not sleep so I have decided to study up a little on history so that I may one day reach your superior level of knowledge." Hermione replied acidly.

No one but Professor Nocks got the remark so the professor remained silent, thought she could not hide the bitter looks she shot at the girl.

Hermione played up the look of innocent student as she let her eyes get heavy and gave another dramatic yawn.

"Ah yes Miss Austin we are sorry to have disturbed you." the Headmaster said taking the book from Hermione and magically replacing it back upon one of the bookshelves. "Do get some rest though we would not want your first Saturday here to be spent sleeping in all day."

"Yes sir I was about to turn in anyway." She got up and walked them to the exit.

Headmaster Black turned around, "You will alert us if you hear anything suspicious."

"Yes, of course anything suspicious." With that the portrait closed and Hermione gave a great sigh of relief.

Then her eyes jolted open and she ran up to the chamber which held the vampire and his victim. The door was cracked open and she peered into the room. It was dimly lit by a single candle and looked empty save for a lump on the bed. She ran to the bed side and found what she had been dreading. Albus lay there still, with only the faint sign of brething to suggest life, his blood mixed with the maroon of the coverlet. She took her hand and cupped his cheek but quickly withdrew it as the touch of his icy skin prickled her fingers.

"Albus can you hear me?" There was no reply, not even movement.

No! No! she tried to yell but no words came from her lips. "This can't be happening."

"He's dieing." came the solemn voice from the darkness. Hermione gasped as Draco stepped forth from the shadows of the room. "I can not save him. He will be dead within moments"

"You promised me! You promised me he would not die! You did this to him." she screamed finally catching her voice and throwing it back at him.

"It is to late. I had taken to much blood but I could not control myself I..." Draco tried to explain sitting down on the bed and burying his head in his hands."

"Draco if Albus dies the entire future is changed! He is the only one Voldermort fears. If he is gone then the entire wizarding world as we know it..." Hermione was sobbing uncontrollably now. "How could you Draco? You have doomed us all!"

Draco violently shook his head as the realization hit him, "No! No, I will not let this happen. There is another way, we can still save him." Draco looked almost frantic as he got up and began to pace the room.

"Draco you can't bring him back to life." Hermione pleaded, looking anywhere but at the near lifeless face of her beloved headmaster.

"Oh but to the contrary I can give him immortal life." Draco replied fixing his coal black eyes on Hermione.

"Are you saying...No." Hermione shook her head, we should not have the power to give immortal life of whom we choose.

"That is exactly what we...I have. What better a person to save than that of the adversary of darkness. You said it, If he dies then all we know and love will vanish."

Hermione was speechless. She could not stand to lose another friend knowing she could have saved him but choosing immortal life...death might have been merciful.

"Are you sure you can do it?"

There was slight pause, "Yes."

Hermione swayed her options one last time, "Go, save him before it is to late."

Draco walked the length of the room and retrieved a quill from the very desk Hermione had boiled the potion on only hours before. He came back to the bedside and bent over the pale face of Albus Dumbledore.

Hermione winced as she saw him slit his right wrist and the darkest blood she had ever seen gushed forth onto the saintly lips of her young headmaster. "Drink from my blood and you will never see the threshhold of death again."

Hermione turned from the gruesome scene.

Albus using what little strength he had left begin to drink, it was like quenching a lifelong thirst he never knew he had. The cold blood held a sugary sweet taste on his tongue and ran like acid down his throat. Draco forced his wrist back feeling faintly ill from the loss of his own precious blood.

Albus' entire body went numb and all the sudden shots of pain ran down every inch of his being. He screamed and his body went into a fit of convulsions.

"What's happening to him?" Hermione asked still looking away from the horrid scene.

"His body is dieing. His organs are stopping and a new kind of magic is mixing with the old." Draco answered unfazed eyes unflinching from the struggle taking place of his own cause.

The struggle stopped and the pain was gone. Albus opened his eyes for the first time as an immortal. "What happened?"

Hermione turned around and could barely believe what she saw.

His skin gleamed with the same unnatural paleness as Draco. Though his hair had now turned a dark auburn with flecks of gold glistening upon his flowing locks. His eyes were sharp and piercing metallic blue with gold lining making them appear almost catlike. Hermione could only describe him as a prince whose beauty was only found in fairy tales, though no myth or legend could do him justice.

Draco grinned, "You my friend, are a vampire."

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