AUTHORS NOTE:
Please bear with me on this people who think it's going too fast. It's explained in later chapter, which others said was a good idea- "Keeps them hooked" etc. Anyway thanks for reading and if you have time, review! You're reviews are making my day :) Much love to all so far xxx
Chapter Seven- Whoa
When Hermione stumbled into the seemingly empty office the next morning, she was shocked and dumbfounded as to why there was a strange wizard perched on her desk. She surveyed him with obvious distaste, as he continued to lounge there, staring into space, even when she had cleared her throat loudly.
Leaning back on her heel, she began tapping her foot. Who does he think he is? Arrogant arsehole, she thought.
"Oi!" she said loudly.
The wizard turned to face her and she was shocked. He was… quite good looking, in a rebellious yet mystical kind of way. He had straight jet black, which flopped over one deep blue eye, which seemed to almost penetrate her very skin. He was pale, but not exactly a paper white complexion. He was wearing a white ruffled long sleeved shirt, tight black trousers and pointed formal shoes.
"Ah! You must be Miss Granger," he purred, a gentle caress in his tones.
Hermione felt a slight blush grow in her cheeks.
The door clattered open and she jumped in surprise as Draco wandered inside, carrying a thick coloured lever arch folder, which he promptly dropped, spilling loose parchments all over the floor, when he saw the figure.
"Franklin!" he cried out.
"Ah Draco! It's been a while, hasn't it?" the figure asked.
"I… I believe so yes. What- what are you doing here?"
"That's what I'd like to know!" Hermione interjected angrily. "Who are you and what are you doing here? If you're from the press I'll-"
"Hermione!" Draco pulled her close to face him and gently brushed her cheek, with a smile. He muttered, "It's ok", and kissed the top of her head. Together, they turned to face the figure. As they stood side by side, she observed the figure. For some strange reason looking upon him now, fear swept over her. And now with Draco by her side, the fear felt like a spider creeping along her very spine.
"Hermione, this is my cousin, Franklin Black. Franklin, this is my girlfriend, Hermione Granger".
"Delighted and charmed," Franklin said silkily, leaning out to stretch his hand for her to shake. As flesh met flesh, she shivered: he was ice cold. As she brought her hand back, he smiled, a smile while unnerved her straight away.
"Ah, I see you are the smartest witch of the decade," he complimented. "She's noticed".
She looked up into Draco's face, fear and questions welling within. He instantly took a deep breath.
"Franklin is a-"
"Vampire," Franklin stated simply, and smiled wider. As she watched him smile, small fangs began to protrude and she gasped.
"Retractable fangs. Cool eh?" he smirked and laughed.
Hermione fainted.