Harry returned to the Gryffindor common room at eleven o'clock at night. He came in with a smile plastered on his lips. He was in such deep thought, that he didn't notice Ron and Hermione sitting on the couch.
"Where the hell have you been?" Ron shouted at him. Harry snapped out of his thoughts.
"I, er was-"
"And don't give us any old excuse" Hermione cut him off. Harry had to tell them what happened. Well, he wasn't going to tell them what Draco originally asked, but he would tell them what went on in the potions room. He sat down in an armchair facing them.
"I was with Malfoy" He said.
"Malfoy! Are you alright mate?" Ron asked, cocking his head to the side.
"Of course I am. Is it such a big crime to give someone a chance these days?" Harry growled.
"Well, what were you doing with him then?" Hermione intervened.
"We were talking and laughing and just enjoying each others company in general" Harry said, a tinge of pink forming on his cheeks. Ron almost fainted at these words.
"But it's Malfoy!" He yelled.
"So? He's not a bad person once you get to know him. Besides, he's the one who asked me to be friends" Harry said, leaning back in the armchair.
"F-Friends?" Ron stuttered. Even Hermione was a little shocked and looked bewildered at Harry.
"Yeah, we're friends now" Harry said, and started to get up.
"So you're going to forget about us now, is that it? Spend all your time with Malfoy now will you?" Ron growled at him, also standing up.
"Why can't you be happy for me? Wasn't it you who said you wished we'd stop fighting? Wasn't it you who once told me to go talk things out with him? Are you going to be a friend or an ass?" Harry said and started walking up the stairs to his dorms. Both Ron and Hermione were speechless. As he ascended the stairs, he heard Ron shout after him.
"He's changed you Harry" He said. Harry stopped for a moment and went to shout back, but decided not to and continued to his dorms. As soon as his head hit his pillow, the need for sleep to him fast and he was soon in a deep sleep, with Draco occupying his dreams.
The next day, everybody was rushing about planning and preparing decorations for tomorrow. Most of the girls were only worried about their costumes for the ball. Some already had there costumes done, but the rest were still flapping about what to wear. But the most important thing all the girls were worried about was whom they were going to the ball with. Harry had spent most of his day walking around the school corridors and courtyard. Of course, he was the top choice for who all the girls wanted to go to the ball with and quite frankly, he was sick of most the girls shooting him seducing looks or nudging against him. In the end, he stuck to the corridors near the dungeons. They seemed to be less full of young, squealing girls. He wished he could seek refuge with Ron and Hermione but because of last nights row, he and Ron were avoiding each other at the moment.
"Maybe I could ask Draco if I can borrow Crabbe and Goyle to protect me from those rabid girls" Harry wondered and smiled. He looked around him as he walked down the corridors and saw various students helping each other to put up 'Happy Halloween' banners and little templates of pumpkins, bats and black cats. Harry thought he could do with a nice hot cup of cocoa, but no doubt the Great Hall would be full students decorating everything, so there would be no point in going there to get it. Maybe he could go to Hogsmede and get it from that nice, cosy little café there. As he turned a corner he was snapped out of his thoughts as he saw Draco's pale image slowly walking towards him with his hood up. He smiled inwardly as he saw the boy look up at him and give him a nod.
"What you doing here?" Harry said.
"Just taking a walk, thinking over a few things" Draco said huskily and a small smile appeared on his lips.
"Anything you wanna talk about?" Harry asked, concerned.
"Not really, but thanks for the offer-"
"Quick, I think I saw Harry go this way!" A girl shouted, cutting Draco off. It was those rabid girls again.
"Oh can't they just leave me alone!" Harry said irritated. Draco looked around and saw a cupboard door slightly ajar.
"In here" He said and grabbed Harry's wrist, dragging him to the cupboard. Harry felt himself get pulled, with unnecessary force. Since when did Draco get so strong and why was his hand so cold? Once they were in the cupboard Draco closed the door to, leaving a small gap so he could see out into the corridor. He saw a small band of girls stop where he and Harry stood moments ago.
"I'm sure he went this way!" A blonde haired girl said, stamping her foot on the ground. She looked quite young and Draco guessed her to be in her fourth year.
"Maybe he heard us and ran down further" Her brown haired friend said, looking down the corridor. All the girls nodded and continued their small stampede down the hall. After Draco made sure it was safe for Harry, he opened the door and walked out.
"I didn't hurt you pulling you like that did i?" Draco asked, looking nervously at Harry.
"No, you didn't, but bloody hell, I didn't know you were that strong! I mean, I didn't think you were weak in the first place, but even Fred and George can't pull with that much force and they work out" Harry said. Draco blushed.
"Well, I do work out a little bit too. I guess I don't know my own strength sometimes" Draco said, laughing nervously.
"Your hands are freezing, by the way. Where you walking out in the courtyard this morning without any gloves on or something?" Harry asked.
"Um yeah, guess you could say I was" Draco replied, now looking at the floor. Harry rummaged in his trouser pockets and pulled out his red and yellow knitted Gryffindor gloves.
"Put these on" He said and presented his gloves to Draco. He looked at them wide-eyed in surprise.
"T-Thanks, but I couldn't, what about your hands?" Draco said and started to walk backwards.
"Don't worry about my hands. Look give me your hand" Harry chuckled and gently grabbed Draco's left wrist, pulling it to him.
"Keep your hand still, okay?" He added. Draco had gone crimson now, but nodded to him. Harry picked out the left glove and slowly placed it on Draco's hand. He did the same with his right hand and cupped Draco's gloved hands with his own.
"That's better, isn't it?" Harry said, smiling.
"Yeah" Draco whispered out and looked up at Harry, showing him a smile. Harry felt butterflies form in his stomach and blushed as he saw that smile from the other. For some reason, Draco's smile always made Harry's heart skip a beat. Draco edged closer to Harry, until he was inches from his face.
"I know you said you don't feel the same way, but I have to do this" Draco said in a low voice.
"What do you me-" Harry was cut off by Draco's lips pressing against his. They felt warm and soft and felt almost like a girl's lips. After a few moments, Draco pulled away and lent his chin on Harry's shoulder. He breathed in deeply through his nose, to take in that sweet scent that was Harry. But he also caught another scent that was Harry's, one that turned him into something he didn't want to show at this moment. His fangs began to grown and he could see the tips of his claws poking out the ends of the knitted gloves. He felt the other's arms slowly wrap around him. Harry was grinning like an idiot. That kiss, wasn't as bad as he thought. Although, Harry didn't know how he should feel right now. He wrapped his arms around Draco's waist to show he wasn't going to hate him and run away. He did it as a friendly gesture, nothing more. He suddenly felt Draco's breath on his neck. Even that was slightly cool, and he was inches away from it. He then felt Draco's soft lips press against his pulse point on his neck. Draco was fighting his feelings of his human emotions and his vampire ones.
"Don't bite him Draco! Don't scare him off now!" An angelic voice said to him.
"Go on Draco, his blood is dying to be taken" A demonic voice said. Draco couldn't help it as his tongue flicked across Harry's pulse point. Harry gripped Draco tighter and let out a little moan and moved his neck to the side, revealing more of it to the other. Draco followed him and continued to lick at the sensitive spot on his neck. Harry had no idea Draco was bringing his blood to the surface. Draco pulled away from Harry and saw a patch of blood, staring him in the face. He wanted it so much. It was as if it was almost begging him to take all of Harry's blood, to drink until Harry was almost dead. Draco opened his mouth and leaned back to Harry's neck, closing it over the flesh. His sharp fangs rested on the surface.
"Just bite down a little further Draco and your desire will be put at ease" The demonic voice said again.
"Draco! Just pull away now!" The angelic voice said. The angelic voice overpowered him before he could bite down harder and he pushed Harry away.
"I'm so sorry Harry!" Draco wheezed out and ran down the corridor. Harry ran after him, but as he turned the corner, there was no sign of Draco.
"Was it something I did?" Harry thought to himself. With one last look at the corridor, Harry turned and walked back towards the courtyard. It was a lot later in the day now and it was colder, so there were hardly any people there. He walked over to a bench and wiped it free of fallen leaves, before taking a seat. He looked up into the dark clouds that were forming and imagined he would be staying out here long. He heard a rustling in front of him and looked down to see Ron approaching him, Hermione following behind him.
"Hey. Do you mind if we join you?" Ron asked. Harry smiled and moved up the bench.
"Of course not" He said, motioning for them to take a seat.
"We'd been wondering where you were all day" Hermione said as she sat down.
"I didn't expect to find you out here" Ron said smiling as he sat down. Harry looked at him puzzled.
"What happened? Did Hermione talk some sense into you?" Harry asked.
"Yeah, doesn't she always?" He said and chuckled, turning to look at Hermione. Later at night, Draco was laying on his bed, still fighting his emotions. He dug his claws randomly into his mattress, cause big rips all over it. He was fighting the urge to get up and go to Harry's dorms and give him a bite that would completely change him. His fangs were fully out and he bit into his pillow as Harry's image floated into his mind.
"You can bite. You've been looking for a mate, and now you finally have someone to be it. Take him before it's too late" The demonic voice kept repeating to him.
"But I don't want to!" Draco shouted at it.
"Then I'll have to make you…" The voice said and instant pain shot through Draco's body. The pain then moved to Draco's back and he rolled over onto his stomach.
"No, please, don't bring them out. You know I hate them" Draco whispered. The voice didn't answer back and the pain continued. He felt his wings grow and grow until they were fully outstretched.
"They won't go back until you do what must be done" The voice hissed. Draco closed his eyes and re-opened them.
"Okay…I'll bite him. I'll make him into what I am" Draco said and got up from his bed. He walked to the window and opened it. The cool breeze of the late October night hit his bare chest. He sighed and climbed out of the window and jumped into the dark outside.