A Vampire Story
Chapter 13
What Have You Done Now Draco?
A/N: Sorry about the wait guys! I kind of accidentally sunk into a severe case of writer's block. HecateDeMorte: Um, thanks!
"Draco?" said Damian. "What happened?"
"Nothing! Why should I tell you? I don't even know who you are." snapped Draco, clearly not knowing that he was being held by vampires.
"Drop him boys." The men carrying Draco dropped him. "Draco, it's me, Harry."
"Harry?! Why do you look so different?"
"It's Damian to you Draco."
"What?"
"You are in Darkness Caves."
"I know that. What is this place?"
"The training place and home to vampires."
"Really? Wow, I didn't know that! Thanks, I'll be on my way now."
"Uh... no."
"You can't keep me here. Only a ruler would be able to. I know the rules, I mean I know enough vampires to figure that one out."
"Hello? Ruler right in front of you!"
Draco chortled. "You?! Yeah right!"
"Yeah, right. I'm the prince, and I took over because my parents got sick of ruling. So, while you're here, you must follow my orders."
Draco looked around as if he was expecting someone to come out and shout 'April Fools Draco!' but no such thing came. "I don't believe it." Draco sneered.
"Ask anyone Draco! I'm ruler so," there was a gust of wind and they were all in Damian's living room part of his quarters, "take a seat."
Draco looked scared out of his wits. "I didn't want to come here!" he explained.
"Who made you then?"
"My father."
"Draco, you're eighteen years old! You can make your own decisions by now!"
"Shows how much you know!" Draco practically shouted. He was standing up and shaking. Then he looked fearful and sunk to the ground. "I'm sorry," he muttered, "I just can't take anymore stress."
Nickolas looked weirded out but Damian looked sympathetic. He kneeled down in front of Draco and sighed. "Did you join the Dark Lord Draco?" he asked softly.
"No, but my father wants me to be initiated. He sent me here to do his job he got from Voldemort for me."
"Which would be..."
"To find out what's in here and see if I could recruit. I said no but- but..."
"But what Draco?"
"He um, he-" he pulled up his sleeve to reveal two deep gashes that made an 'X' on his forearm. "He said that would be the place he'd put his disownment mark on me if I didn't do this. When I get back, I'm dead."
Damian sighed again and touched Draco's forearm. The X disappeared almost instantly. Draco gasped as the quick pain subsided. "You'll be dead, if he can touch you that is." said Damian with a satisfied smile, James had the same expression too.
"How come?" asked Draco, touching his now healed arm.
"It's not in the nature of a vampire to heal a human without thinking about turning him into a vampire also. But, if a vampire goes out of his way to heal a human with a clear conscience, the human has as much protection as the vampire healing him has." Damian explained.
"But, dad uses swords, silver swords. And he'll put the silver in my heart won't he? I'll die, won't I?"
Damian smiled sweetly, showing his teeth, which made Draco shudder. "The Xavier a.k.a. Potter family are decedents of Dracula." said James, talking for the first time which made Draco jump at his smooth voice.
"Which means nothing, he was still a normal vampire." Draco replied.
"On the contrary Draco," said Damian, " Dracula could go out into the sun without getting burned. He could also touch the cross, and survive holy water. But the most amazing thing about Dracula would be that he could be stabbed with silver, or any kind of material that would kill us, but nothing would happen to him. The only thing that was able to kill Dracula, was a werewolf, so his decedents and anyone bitten by them," Damian shot a glance at Nikolas, "would also be immortal to any injuries besides the werewolf's bite."
"So when you said you were going to stick the silver stake in your heart," began Nikolas, "you wouldn't have died?"
"I forgot about that when I was ready to give up on myself Nick."
But Draco wasn't paying attention to the two, he was too busy thinking about how much better his life would be now that Harry Potter (ahem sorry, Damian Xavier) had healed him. "Does the protection work for spells too?" asked Draco happily.
"Yes." replied Damian, a smile playing on his lips because of the look Draco had on his face.
"Even the Killing Curse?"
"Yes, even the Killing Curse."
"So you'll end up beating Voldemort in the end, and my father won't ever hurt me again?" said Draco excitedly, his grin spreading.
"Yes Draco, your father or anyone else won't be able to harm you, you will die of natural causes, hopefully."
"What do you mean, hopefully?" Draco looked a little bit upset by Damian's last statement.
"Well, you see, I'm looking for a cure on being a vampire."
"You are?!"
"Yes, and although progress is really slow, we're getting there."
"You can't change back into a human until you kill Voldemort and every bloody Death Eater there is. You can't, you just can't change back yet!"
"Draco, calm down. Even though the cure will heal most of us, I don't think it will help the people who were vampires naturally. I'm guessing it would stop making us need blood as much as we do, but Dracula is still my great great great grandfather."
"Only great great great?"
"We're immortal Draco."
"Oh yeah."
"I don't think it'll stop all the vampire in my family and I. I mean, no matter what, there will still be vampire coursing through my veins whether I like it or not. So, I think the protection will still work, I'll have to check when it's over, but I'll definitely kill them all before I turn partial human again."
Draco sighed in relief. "Thank you."
"No problem, do you want to go home now?"
Draco nodded. "Please." he said.
Damian nodded and then there was a gust of wind and when Draco disappeared, Damian collapsed on the couch. "That was exhausting." he muttered and closed his eyes.
Harry was too tired the next day to keep his vampire form up (surprising huh?) So he looked like a normal teenager now without the glasses. Ron felt like he needed a break from his vampire self so he looked human after a long time.
Ron sat next to Harry, who at the moment, had bags under his eyes. "Hey Harry, how are you feeling?" Ron asked.
"Like I'm 15,000 years old, thanks for asking." replied Damian quietly.
"Was that the reason you didn't want to find a cure?"
"What reason?"
"You wouldn't actually be human anyway?"
A tear rolled down Harry's cheek as he nodded. "I don't know what to do! Should I have Remus kill me?"
"No Harry!" Ron hugged him.
"After the prophecy is fulfilled, I'm worthless. The prophecy is the only thing that keeps me going anymore, the only thing that makes me get out of bed. I couldn't care less about the cure, I'm just there to help until it's finished. Then I'm lonely again." Harry started to cry harder.
"What about Spike and the rest of the vampires?" asked Ron.
"I barely see Spike, and I have to rule over the rest of them."
"And your parents?"
"They left today, they're not coming back! I'm stuck here, alone."
"Then I won't be cured."
"Yes you will! Don't let me hold you back on what you want Ron! You and Hermione will probably get married and you'll have children and live happily, and go to Heaven and, and..." Harry couldn't finish because he was sobbing so hard.
Ron just held Harry close and said, "If the fact of being alone made you think this much about me, I'm not getting cured."
"Is- is that what you want? To live like this for the rest of your life? To live knowing you'll be hunted some day and maybe not survive? Is that what you want?"
"If it means I could spend more time with you then, yes, this is what I want."
"Ok, listen. Pretend I wasn't a vampire. Would you, yourself, without anyone else to think for, want to be human again?"
"Well, yeah, I guess..."
"Then when we get the cure, you're using it." said Damian, half-way closing his eyes.
Ron sighed in defeat. "Why wouldn't the cure work if you had vampire in you? I mean, I have vampire in me."
"To be human again you need blood. We added a blood multiplier to the potion because every vampire bitten, has at least one blood cell left in their body, so the blood multiplier would turn you human, except for having the habits of a vampire."
Ron nodded. "But what does it have to do with you?"
"Think about it Ron. I don't have a blood cell in my body at all. If blood multiplied in my body, which I'm not used to.... wait, I wouldn't still be a vampire, I'd probably die because of the shock."
A/N: Sorry I left it at this but I have writer's block! Any suggestions?
-Dracozchick