Blinking twice before sitting up I noticed that no one was in the dorm. I turned to the alarm clock on my beside cabinet I breathed a sigh of relief when I remembered that classes were cancelled today in preparation for the Yule ball. I slowly got out of the bed and felt the burning sensation in my throat. Sleeping always used up the remainder of blood you had drunk the day before. I got dressed and headed down to the common room. Every one's scent made me faint. I closed my eyes for a few seconds before making my way down the staircase. Madison called my name and waved to me over by the sofa. Smiling weakly and shaking my head I sped out of the common room.

Without a backwards glance I ran as fast as I could to the outside world. I smirked when I knocked Potter and Weasley down. Weasley swore not seeing my blurry figure as I ran. During my first year at being a Slytherin I vowed never to act like one but due to the vague picture people have in their minds about Slytherin's I started to hate them and then eventually I became a little bit like a Slytherin. I don't hate muggle born's because, technically I'm not a pure blood wizard myself, which means I'm a mud blood aren't I?

I heard Hagrit's booming voice " 'Ello Amethyst!"

By now he knew and saw when I came, he could now see my blurry self while I sprinted down here.

"Hello Hagrit." I sighed.

I clutched my throat and leaned up against his little hut. I should never use so much energy while running down here, especially considering I haven't fed.

"Well, I'll give ye' wha' ye' need then Dumbledore wants to see ye' in 'is office" He smiled and we wandered into the dark forest.

I knocked on the door and I heard him call me in. I cautiously opened the door and saw his sitting on his chair writing something on his desk. Saying hello to each other I perked myself on the chair opposite him.

"Why did you call for me?" I broke the silence.

"Your parent sent an owl. In fact they sent it a few months ago. I'm sorry I haven't had time to tell you before now but with the world cup happening I don't have any time on my own."

I nodded and I motioned for him to go on.

" You parents apparently want you to stop feeding on animals... What do you think?"

I looked to the floor. It was considered to be a disgrace to the vampire race if one was living off the blood off animals. The only ones that did were the ones who were insane and were out of control. Did my parents only care for my sanity or the pure blooded family reputation?

"What will happen if I chose to feed off humans?"

To be completely honest. I absolutely hated the blood of animals. It was dirty and Hagrit killed them before handing them to me, taking away the adrenaline of the hunt and the over-all freshness. If I was told that I could go back to how I used to feed I would happily oblige. There was one slight down side of feeding on human blood. All your vampire senses get stronger and being in a school full of delicious smelling blood, I don't think I could help myself.

"If this were to be your choice. Then we will have to get the Ministry to find volunteers."

The Ministry would be involved? Would my parents approve of that? Most of all would the Minister of Magic approve of a magic vampire?

The entrance to the Great Hall was guarded off as I passed. Obviously still decorating. I winked at by a few Durmstrang students as I walked up the stairs. Some of them were secretly vampire's they had that alluring cent of a vampire and they were awfully pale. I wonder if their Principal knew they had a few vampires among Durmstrang. I looked on my watch and saw that the Yule Ball would commence in 6 hours. Hagrit said that he had killed more than one today for me because of the ball. I smiled when the library was more or less empty. I placed my book on the table and began reading. As soon as I had started I was stopped.

"Shouldn't you be getting ready?"

I turned my head already knowing who it was. "It's not happening for 5 hours yet Draco."

He raised his eyebrows. I thought he was going to point out that girls are obsessive with this type of thing. Apart from me, because according to him I am strange.

"That's the first time you have called me by my first name..."

I mentally slapped myself. " I don't want to make an enemy out of you till after tonight."

I tried to act nonchalant as I turned back to my book. He stepped forward and caught my chin in his hand. My eyes travelled up his out-stretched arm, to his sincere face. His cologne and his eyes put me under a trance. I felt my self control slipping as he leaned forward. He got so close I counted his eyelashes and the strands of hair that covered his forehead, some falling into his half closed eyes. His lips brushed against mine at first then he pressed harder. I closed my eyes and he pried my lips apart with his own. I gasped a little when his wet tongue slipped into my mouth and played with mine. His tongue was very known and complemented in the female entertainment and now I can see why.

I moved my legs on the other side of the bench and I begged the vampire god not to let my fangs grow. I grabbed his robes and he lifted me up on the desk. With a quick tug of my hands we lay on the desk, his tongue raping mine. The blood that pulsed through his veins made me feel alive and his heart beat filled my ears. His warm hands rubbed the bear skin that was exposed by my scrunched up blouse.

He pulled away. "You're so cold." He whispered.

I gasped for more as his lips kissed all over my neck. I groaned and my arms fell to my sides letting him do whatever he wanted to do with me.

"Amethyst are you in...Here..."

My eyes slowly fluttered open and Draco's lips stopped working and scrambled to get off me. Standing in the tall and wide doorway Madison's mouth was on the floor. I sat up pulling my blouse down and ran to her avoiding Draco's lustful eyes. We walked out the library.

"Not a word about this. To me or anyone." I threatened.

She nodded but her eyes were still bulging and her mouth was still slightly open.

While all the girls were chatting about how gorgeous each other looked. I was standing curling Madison's straight and bland hair, while she talked and talked, obviously recovered from what she witnessed in the library. All the girls didn't have their dresses on, most of them all had their makeup done and some were doing each other's hair. I however didn't have my hair done or my make up done, the only progress I had done was showering. I wasn't listening to half of what my best friend was saying, I was too focused on Draco. I was really starting to like that boy. I just hoped that after tonight he wouldn't just throw me in the trash like he did to most of his girls. Or I hoped I wouldn't become one of his gushing fan girls.

No, i shook my head, I would never be one of them girls. I actually despised them. I turned my wand and another strand of hair fell back on her back curled. I realised I had finished and I placed my wand on my bed and I looked again on my watch. I had exactly one hour now to decorate myself. I looked in the mirror and saw my skin was fare and my eyes were already bold and piercing enough. I felt smug and proud that I wouldn't need as much make up on as other girls had on. I had enough time to fix my wavy hair.

I shook my head at the girls who sat on the bed now bored to death because there is still at least 15 minutes till their dates are ready. That's what you get for getting ready too early. My dead hair stayed in the pins on my head, though as planned some short strands fell to the side of my face. I realised that with my hair tied up I looked more dead and pale that ever, I applied some light red blush to my cheeks. I took my dressing gown off and I felt stares of jealously and envy roam my body. Madison helped me into my unbelievably tight dress.

"You look gorgeous." Madison's face showed happiness but her eyes were full of jealously.

I nodded to her. Madison stuck to the Slytherin code and wore a green gown. When I was comfy and I had stopped admiring myself in the mirror I waited with the rest of the girls. Luckily there was only about 10 minutes till the Yule ball would begin.

I can't wait.

My hello got caught in my throat. He was desperately handsome. He smirked as he started undressing me with his eyes. I felt slightly uncomfortable at the lustful gaze he sent my way.

"You look... beautiful." He looked back up to my eyes.

I smiled at him and without saying I word I put my hand in his awaiting one and he pulled me to his side. As we walked to the great hall I couldn't help but notice the smug grin on his face. He was clearly happy for me to be the girl walking beside him, arms linked. This was more nerve racking than I thought. The way boys stared at me as we passed them, that this was the first time they had seen me. I had always kept to myself in my little shell and for the first time they were seeing me out of my shell. I don't know whether to be happy that Draco has given me that sense of security or to hate him for giving me a new set of eyes.

I looked at the astonished faces of people, especially girls as they walked into the now decorated Great Hall. My mouth opened slightly as I no longer recognised the Great Hall. No boring coloured walls and no brown stained tables. All of us were pushed to the sides to create a little path for the Champions. I snickered when I saw Weasley walk in. He was seriously pushing it now. How can he expect Slytherin's not to mock him when he wears something as revolting as that? The look on his date's face was even more laughable, she wanted to disappear in thin air. The soft music came to a halt as the Champions strutted in. In spite of myself I laughed when Draco poked his foot out and tripped Potter up. Draco raised one of his brows.

He then leaned forward. "I'm growing on you aren't i?" He winked.

I pressed my lips together in embarrassment. The truth was that in fact he was. I looked down at my feet and heard the music perk up again.

I lifted my head up and looked at some of the other 'normal' people now walking to the dance floor. Draco pulled on my hand and we walked towards them all. We stopped walking and he looked down at me. I bit my lip and he merely smiled. I could've sworn my heart restarted when Draco wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me extremely close but close enough. Feeling slightly awkward my hand went on his eye level shoulder my other in his hand. Damn my mother for passing her shortness genes onto her one and only daughter.

Even though he was Mr popular and only he had the power to make me go uncomfortable and hot he did step on my toes a few times. Being the gentleman he is, he kept apologising. Instead of pain, it tingles when he stepped on them, kind of like when you touch your foot when you have pins and needles. I could see a faint blush appear on his cheeks when he did but I only laughed. He probably thinks I'm stranger not for being totally mortified he was a terrible dancer. The song was changed again to another slow one like the first. My smile faded and I got uncomfortable all over again. Draco took a deep sigh when the song changed, he wouldn't be stepping on my toes anymore, which I kept saying repeatedly was okay.

He smiled. "Little nervous?" The embarrassed and clumsy Draco vanished

He leaned forward again. "You have no reason to be." he whispered.

On impulse I went up on my tip toes, pressing on his shoulder for support. I puckered my lips and pushed them on his. His hand let go of mine and wrapped around my waist pulling me up on his feet. I suppose if it hurts, karma is what to blame. Though he didn't seem to mind. My free hand made its way to his perfect blond hair. I opened my mouth slightly Draco's tongue went in for the kill. This kiss wasn't as good and enjoyable as the one in the library. Maybe because we were lying down and it was an out of the blue type of thing. Although the lust was clear when his hands rubbed my waist where the dress fabric was thinner.

His heartbeat rang in my ears, making me deaf to the sounds around us. I felt a tingling sensation in my gums. My teeth were growing. Jesus. I pulled his face closer. I wanted this mans blood more than anything else in the world. I put my hands around his neck feeling the heavy and quick pulse. Then I turned to my true self, the one that had to be kept deep down of my soul. I pulled out of the kiss. He groaned as I buried my head into the crook of his neck. My eyes opened and scanned the room, there wasn't any people only the faint outline of their bodies, their bones, veins and their pumping hearts.

My eyes flickered back down to his pulsing vein. I smirked to myself as I lowered my mouth to it. I licked the thin layer of skin making the man squirm and mutter my name. I made a hissing sound as my lips moved up over my teeth, over my gums... Wait.

His blond hair caught my unwanted attention. "Is everything okay?" Draco pulled my face back.

My hand flew my semi-normal teeth, they were shrinking. With Draco's hands on either side of my face I looked at his bright blue veins showing through his pale skin then I looked to the vein in the side of his neck.

I nearly killed him.

"Get away from me" I pushed his hands away.

Close dancers turned to look. It wasn't my fault. Well it was. But I don't know. I have no idea what happened, one minute all I wanted to do was to kiss this man, the next, I didn't know who he was and wanted to drink him dry.

"What's wrong?" He took a step forward.

He placed his hands on my upper arms. I was repulsed by his actions. I would've killed him. I squirmed out of his grasp and glared at the onlookers.

"Enjoying the show?" I spat.

Draco looked around. He looked embarrassed. "What is wrong with you?"

I shook my head and ran from the Great Hall. Draco's echoed called for me followed. When I knew he would never catch up or find me I stopped running and slid down the wall. My hands were shaking. Never had when I fed had I felt this good. Never had I had this reaction. And how the people looked in the hall. No skin. It was like I was seeing through them, only their veins, bones and heart. Never had that happened before. I looked into the opposite window and saw my reflection. Something wasn't right. I slowly stood and walked closer to the window. My reflection becoming bigger. I touched my skin. It felt like powder. I looked at my hand and nothing was there. My eyes were still green but luminous, the whites of my eyes shone and my irises had an outline of black.

And I've never been that angry.

What had happened?

I woke up and sat up. My vision was sharper than usual. I could see the puffs of breath coming from every-ones mouths. Strange. I noticed some girls weren't in the beds, probably in their boyfriends beds, those who were still had their dresses on, too tired or possibly too drunk to get changed. Sighing I decided to spend the day in the library. Walking into the common room I felt joy as I noticed it was empty. What happened last night was horrible, I felt horrible. I didn't want a repeat of it. During the rest of the term I did not want a run in with Draco Malfoy.

I was about to pull on the door, out of the common room when a little first year ran into me.

"Dumbledore wants you." They squeaked.

All my way to his office I was dreading what was to come. Did he find out about what had happened to me last night and was going to expel me because I wasn't to be around luscious blood filled students? Well how would he know anyway I didn't give anything away did I? Well apart from the fangs and possibly red eyes. I thought the teachers had left before all that had happened. Well he is magic after all.

"Come in"

My hand hovered pointlessly in the air. I sighed, Dumbledore may be old but he has good hearing. Shyly I opened the door. I saw him writing on his desk. As always. When he didn't say anything I walked over to his desk.

"I'm writing a letter to your parents." He finally said.

"What are you saying?" My voice was alarmed.

He looked up for a fleeting moment and I felt myself lowering into the chair. He merely kept on writing. I didn't dare interrupt him. My knees jigged up and down in anticipation. His quill stopped moving across the page and it fell to the side of the yellowish parchment.

"Your parents wish for you to come home as soon as possible."

Ahh. My stupid paranoid parents.

"Why?"

He never answered my question. "They said for... family reasons..." He carried on.

"Their is 3 weeks left of term. Can't I go then?" I asked.

Dumbledore picked up his quill again. "As you wish."