Chapter 13
Draco yawned as he moved closer to the warm body next to him. 'Wait a second, who is this?' he thought as his eyes snapped open to reveal he was not at school or any place he had been before. And just to add to the nightmare, he felt a naked woman rub her body against his very naked one. Just to make it all the more fun, he couldn't remember a damn thing after leaving the med-witch. A nasty thought crossed his mind that maybe it was the old woman who took care of him 'Oh dear gods it better not be!' He forced himself to pull back and look down at the woman sleeping face.
"Hermione?" He couldn't believe it; he was in bed with the very woman he thought he'd never see again. When she had let go of him at the window and slipped through his weak fingers he had felt utterly useless. He knew if he hadn't been so weak from his illness he could have saved her. He didn't know what was going on, but he hugged her to him, praying this wasn't a dream and he had somehow redeemed himself as a man and friend by finding her.
She mumbled a bit as she cuddled into him. "Um Draco," she said softly, moving her head into his chest. She smiled wide, "Um…so warm…" It felt real to him as his hands ran over her body. He stopped to pull back and look at her more closely when he felt a lot of tinny bumps here and there. When his eyes saw she had several bite marks on her skin he became increasingly worried.
'Did I do that to her?' He wondered as he looked her over. More and more thoughts of just what he might have done came to him until he could no longer take it. Gently he shook Hermione awake, hoping the girl could explain what was going on. He prayed he was wrong and he wasn't responsible for anything more than finding her.
Her soft brown eyes blinked awake to look up in to his deeply troubled gray ones. She smiled at him, moving forward to kiss his lips gently. "Hermione what is going on?" He whispered just incase they were in danger. She made a slight 'ah' sitting up to get her shirt, but otherwise said nothing. His eyes looked over her back and sides to see what looked to be claw marks. Sitting up, he gently took hold of her arm. "Please answer me."
"I don't know how…" She said in a low voice before handing him his robe. Draco took in a sharp breath of air.
"Please try," He whispered, fear creeping into his voice. She sighed heavily as she thought about it.
"What do you want to know?" She asked, calmly taking his hands in hers.
"How did we get here? Where is here? Are we in danger? Did… did I hurt you?" His voice cracked a wee bit as he spoke. She turned to him, running her hand down his face.
"We walked here," She kissed him softly. "Here being your friend Peter Newkirk's house." She kissed him again. "We haven't been in any danger since we stepped foot in this house." She kissed him a few more times. "See last night after I was taken away, you blacked out so your other half could take over and find me. Which you did, you came to me to protect me and make sure I was ok."
"My other half?" Draco asked, not understanding one tiny bit. "Wait what happened to your kidnapper?"
"Your vampire half, you are 10 percent vampire after all." Now he was even more confused about what had happened. More questions filled his head. "My kidnapper let me go, he said he just needed to borrow me and he did." Draco rubbed his head: this didn't make one lick of sense.
"Wait what? Hermione I don't understand this at all." He shook his head "Ok lets try something else…Why are we at Peter's house?" Hermione smiled, kissing him again.
"We walked here," She said, turning away from him. He was becoming frustrated with her. She must have known because the smile faded away. "Draco I can't tell you everything that happened last night. It's for your own good that you remember it on you own. I promise you will remember. It might be a while, but it will come to you." He didn't understand anything, it didn't make one bit of sense.
He became angry, moving away from her "You said you wanted to help me, but you won't tell me anything and claim it's for my own good? Hermione how the hell does that make sense? Whether you tell me now or I remember later, it won't make a difference." His voice was getting louder. "Now fucking tell me something that makes some sense!" She looked down and away from him, making him realize she hadn't even attempted to answer one of his questions. "For starts you can tell me if my other half hurt you or not!"
"Draco it's not that simple…" She said in a low whisper as she looked up into his angry hurt face. "It came to save me last night, it wouldn't eat or sleep until it knew I was safe…It… Draco it loves me." He looked confused, angry, sad, and at a total loss as she ran a hand over his cheek. "You want to know if it hurt me, but what you can't understand is it did what it did out of love."
"And just what did it do?" Tears were on the edge of his eyes as he stared at her, needing to hear a straight answer.
"It loved me, that's all you need to know." She kissed him softly, gently running her nose over his cheek. "And Draco" She whispered in his ear. "I loved it back." He clung to her, not sure what anything meant, but he understood one thing: Hermione loved some part of him he didn't even know was there until now. "I'm going to go get us something to eat, you rest here…and if you're good maybe I'll better explain some stuff." She then went down the stairs.
Draco watched the steps, wondering just what it was. A thought crossed his mind as he moved back in the bed. 'How does she know it loved her...I don't love her, care for her yes. Love her no…' Someone was coming up the steps, pulling him out of his thoughts. The footsteps were lighter than Hermione's had been. Draco grabbed his boxers and put them on. Seconds later, Peter stood at the foot of the bed, looking unsure of something.
"Hermione told me you wanted answers about last night." Peter said as Draco stared at him. He didn't know how Peter would have answers, but he was willing to find out.
"Yes, she's not being very forth coming with them…Do you know what happened?" Peter nodded before opening a drawer and handing Draco some clothes. They were his size too. 'Must be his sons' he thought as he got dressed. Once dressed, Peter told him to sit down. Draco did so and the other man sat next to him in an awkward kind of way. He asked Draco like 10 times how badly he wanted to know the truth.
Finally, after 20 minutes of that Peter told Draco what he thought he wanted to know. First, Peter explained that he wasn't human, that he was in fact a vampire. Then he went on to tell Draco that Draco wasn't ill. That he was a growing teenage vampire/wizard mix. He told Draco about it (meaning his vampire half) and how it was learning, hunting, growing and mating. Draco took it all in, feeling betrayed by his father for doing this to him. Or should he say fathers, considering he had two. "I know this is a lot to take in Draco, but I can promise you it will get better. Once you learn how to control your vampire half, you won't need to feed more than once a year and you can feed on anything…If you have a mate, they can feed you."
"What if I don't want to feed on anything?" He understood a lot now and what he found was he hated what he was. He wanted to kill this vampire half and he'd stop at nothing short of taking his own life, just so he wouldn't have to live with the shame of being some kind of half-breed monster.
"If you did that you'd starve to death," Peter sighed softly. "I know it's unpleasant to think about, but this is a part of you, you've got to learn to except it and take care…" Draco cut him off in a low deep growl.
"I rather starve to death then spend my life as some half-breed monster!" He felt a sharp tug on his arms as Peter turned him rather hard to look him dead in the eye.
"You are not a monster Draco!" His face was strange as he said this, holding Draco in his hands. "You're the same person you always were; you just have a few new needs." Peter's face got softer as did his grip on Draco's arm.
"A few new needs? Are you fucking kidding me?" In his anger he pushed Peter's hands away. "Only a monster hunts people…I am not the same! I won't…I WONT BE THIS THING THAT NEEDS THAT!" He had had enough. Taking his robe he moved to the stairs. "I rather die than be this…THIS THING!" Peter didn't try to stop him or say anything else to him. If Draco could've seen under Peter's sunglasses he would have seen the tears in his eyes.
"Draco, where are you going?" Hermione asked gently, coming to his side and reaching out to him, but he hissed a dark 'don't touch me' as he moved around her to the front door. She didn't listen to him, taking hold of his hand. "Draco listened to Peter please…" He was so angry, so utterly upset that he was shaking. "You're not a monster, I've seen your other half and it's no evil beast." She hugged him from behind, holding him to her. "Please don't do anything crazy. I don't want to lose you no matter what you think you are. You're still the same"
"I am not the same…I hate them." His voice although it was filled with hate it was softer. He felt Hermione move around in front of him "How could they do this to me? Didn't they at least think about what I would feel like when I found out I was some kind of monster?" Angry, hot tears met his eyes as he cursed his two fathers for doing this to him. He called himself a monster once more and was shocked when a hand came across his face.
"You are NOT a monster damn it!" Hermione screamed at him "If I have to beat you to a pulp I am going to get it through that thick head of yours. YOU ARE NOT, I REPETE NOT A MONSTER!" Her face hardened up as she looked into his eyes "I could never love a monster." She said softly before she hugged him to her. "I love you, ALL of you." She kissed the cheek she had just slapped "So please try and calm down, give this a chance" She kissed his lips, "Don't condemn yourself for something you had no choice in." He hugged her, scared and very confused.
"But why?" He whispered softly "Why did they do this to me?" Another voice entered the room, it was soft and loving.
"I wanted a child Draco." His sniffle caught in his throat as Peter spoke, coming up behind him. "My life-mate had been killed and I was all alone. Maybe it was selfish of me, but it was not meant to hurt you. I've never wanted to hurt you Draco…Lucius had the same wants. He wanted a son to take over for him some day: an heir to the Malfoy fortune, but mostly he wanted to give your mother the one thing she wanted most: a child of her very own." He felt Peter's hand on his back. "There was never an evil thought in either of our minds. We both simply wanted a child and this was the only way…I wish there had been another, so you didn't have to go through this."
Draco stood up straight so he could, for the first time, look into Peter's gray eyes. He was surprised to see love in them. "I swear to you, you are not alone in this." Peter brushed his hair back "I'm here and I am not leaving you alone." Draco closed his eyes, nodding. He was a bit unsure of a lot of things, but at the very least he know new the reason he was there was because his parents, all of them, wanted him so very much.
Once everyone had calmed down, things went a lot smoother. Draco agreed to try and accept his other half, but he was still none to pleased with it. Though he secretly couldn't wait until he could make his fangs grow. Hermione said they made him cute in a sexy sort of way. That made him want them. He wanted to know more about what they had done, but she would only kiss him and say 'I am your vampire half's mate, what do you think we did?' And if he asked 'did we mate' She would only kiss him and walk off.
As it got dark out Draco took Hermione behind the house for some answers. Peter had gone off into the woods to find himself some dinner, leaving them alone. This gave Draco the opportunity he needed to find out just what his relationship with her was. They sat down, looking at the stars in the sky. "Hermione?" He asked softly. She made a soft 'hm' as she leaned back in her chair. "I know you're my vampire half's mate, but what does that mean for this half of me?"
"You're a free man Draco, do what you want… Me, I belong to 10 percent of you and I'm no cheater. But the wizard 90 percent of you belongs to no one, so go be free." He laughed softly as she waved her hands.
"Won't that hurt your feelings? To see me with other people, knowing that some small part of me is yours?" He asked softly, not sure where he was going with this.
"Yes, but only a small part of you belongs to me. I would never hold the rest of you to a deal I made with part of you." She said softly, keeping her eyes on the night sky. He reached over to take her hand.
"I have the answer to this problem." She turned to look in his eyes. "Be this part of me's girlfriend. That way you've got two different deals, with two different parts of the same me." She laughed as he gently moved her to sit in his lap. Hermione hugged him in her arms. "What do you say? It can be our secret?"
She kissed him deeply, "I'd like that a lot" They cuddled together, warming each other under the night sky. She then said softly, "But don't get the idea I'll sleep with this half any time soon." He looked into her eyes, asking why. "Because your other half is an animal, I want to make sure this half has a more loving touch. PLUS I am not that kind of girl." She said stiffly, making them both laugh.
"Hay Hermione?" He asked softly after a long while of thinking. "I know you won't tell me about what we did, or didn't do… but I want to know if we did do it, was I good to you?" She kissed him gently.
"I told you Draco, your other half loves me." She sighed, running a hand down his cheek "You were as good to me as your animal half could be." She made a little face "animals can be harsh when they mate, but they're still loving." He didn't like the sound of that. "Hay I see that look and don't you dare think it. I am happy with the way things went. Even if you were rough with me, you were loving and that's what matters."
"Well this half of me wants to be just plain loving when we finally make love," He said softly, earning several kisses. "You know Ginny Weasley can see into the future?" Hermione looked at him like he was crazy. "Didn't she once say you were acting like my secret girlfriend?"
"You know she did," Hermione said, thinking it over. "I wonder how she knew something before we did."
"Hermione, come on, we're in a world filled with magic. The only thing there is to wonder is why she didn't shoot us both for it." They both laughed, enjoying their silly chat; it made no sense to anyone, not even them. It was when Peter came home that Draco told Hermione to meet him in bed. She tip-toed up the stairs as Draco walked into the living room.
Peter looked up at him "Something wrong Draco?" He asked softly. Draco nodded before walking closer to the vampire.
"My other father was never one for saying what he felt for anyone. It was hard to know if he loved me sometimes… I was hoping that maybe we didn't have to be like that." Draco shrugged a bit, "You know maybe we could still be good friends and say what we feel…. I mean if that ok with you…"
Peter smiled, taking Draco into a gentle hug, "You can tell me anything you want, I'll be proud of anything you do and I most definitely want to still be your friend." Draco made himself hug the man back.
"Well then good night father" he said softly before turning to leave.
"Son, call me dad."