Draco was out. Again. I knew Umbridge wasn't having him doing his prefect duties, all of the time. She mostly dragged him out of class. I hardly saw him. It's nearing Christmas and the weather is getting colder every day. People say vampires can't feel the cold. Christ they can. We are less affected by it but we can feel high and low temperatures. Remember I'm still half human. In fact I was more scared of myself now than ever. Dumbledore reported the act to my father and he was furious. What happened was this.

It was your normal average day in Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Draco was out doing his little errand while I sat in the Courtyard, reading Julius Caesar. Hagrit was away from Hogwarts making my life a hell of a lot harder. I was angrier than usual and Madison and Draco noticed this. Luckily Draco had his prefect job to run away to when he needed an excuse to get away from my ranting, Madison just had to put up with it which I respected her for. Then while I was reading Draco had found me.

We were talking and then we got into an argument about half breeds and un-magical things. I slot into that category, so being the stroppy half breed vampire that I was I got defensive and our voices risen. My weird spooky vampire vision kicked in and because I hadn't had any blood for days I pounced on him. Lets just say I nearly killed him.

He still doesn't know I'm a blood sucking vampire but he sure was close. My father turned up at Hogwarts a day after. He ordered Dumbledore to erase Draco's memory. Despite mine and Dumbledore's reasonable protests Draco's memory of that afternoon was removed and he is still the cocky prefect. Dumbledore poisoned Draco and his parents into thinking he was attacked by a wolf.

I stared at the two marks on Draco's neck. The marks I had made. Yet he had no memory of it. He looked at me and I realised I had just been asked a question but I was deafened by my own guilty thoughts.

"Sorry. What?" I pried my eyes away.

He chuckled. "My parents like you. Well my father does." Ahhh. Here we go. "My mother isn't sure of what to think yet"

No surprise there. " Well your Father has nice taste." I smiled.

I swear I'm becoming more like Draco. He laughed and he threw his arm around my shoulder.

"Our fathers know each-other- ." He carried on.

I straightened up and turned to him. "What?"

How do they know each-other? Oh god.

"Your father has sometimes been in the Ministry of Magic a few times apparently." Draco shrugged.

The only reason my Father would of been in the Ministry is to sort out my diet. "Right..." I mumbled.

"You look worried?" He questioned and I shook my head.

What did my father say? He can be a snooty arrogant arse when It comes to my life. I sighed and stood up from the floor.

"I'm going to the dormitories." I dusted myself off.

Draco reached for my hand. "Don't go. Then I'll have to actually do my prefect duties."

I turned to face him. "That is the point of wearing that badge, and you were excited when you got your letter."

He stood up and he walked down the dimly lit hallway.

"Yeah. I didn't know what I was signing up for. The only fun part is having control of house points."

I shook my head. "Your evil." Says missus angel.

His arm let go of my hand and slung around my waist. I heard footsteps coming round the corner. The scent of a Weasley wafted around me.

"Weasley is coming. See you tomorrow."

I reached up and pecked his lips and sprinted down the corridor.

"Oh hey look what I've found!" Madison squealed.

I turned and he held her old 'Potter stinks' badge. It was bent and dirty.

"Maybe I should start wearing it again. Can you believe it? Voldemort is back again. Oh please. What an attention seeker."

She pinned it on her blouse and flaunted down the stairs with her other friends. Laughing and joking all the way. I flopped onto the bed and my head hit something solid under my pillow. I flipped over and lifted my pillow. I looked in confusion when I saw a little note written on an old wrinkled piece of parchment. Underneath it lay a little badly wrapped package. I looked at the first line written on the note.

"Open the package first".

I did as instructed. I saw that it was a book. I snickered when I saw what it was about. Romeo and Juliet.

The Vampire version.

Juliet is a vampire and Romeo is your average good lucking boy. Then a horrible thought struck me. Was someone onto me? Had someone been there when I drunk Draco's blood? Only one way to find out.

I know you like weird old books. I found this buried in the library back at home. Thought you might like it.

Draco.

I breathed out a sigh of relief. I turned the first page. The smell of fresh paper intoxicated me. By the smoothness of the pages and the whiteness of them, I could tell this book has never been touched. I groaned when I realised this could be a book of stupid vampire myths that I could easily fall asleep to. When will humans stop guessing? Well I suppose you can't wander up to a person and say are you a vampire, that's just a sign of insanity or if a vampire says to a human I'm a vampire ask me anything you like. Like what happened in Interview with a Vampire. The only vampire story I approve of.

I Stood up. I would read the book for Draco's sake. I mean c'mon. It's book. I love books. And it's not everyday my boyfriend steals one for me.

I checked my watch. The library was nearly empty. It was close to dinner time.

"What are you reading?"

I looked up and smiled at him.

"What do you think?" I lifted the book up and showed him the cover.

He sat next to me. "How is it?"

I smile faltered. I'm up to page 43 and it has already bored me to death. I need to teach Draco about the good books and the bad books because this is certainly one of the bad ones. As soon as I get up to the common room I'm going to throw it out of the window or feed it to my owl. It must be the stupid stereotypical vampire myths that are annoying me but still, I'm not liking it at all. I DO NOT SLEEP IN A COFFIN. Though they are comfy. I DON'T MIND GARLIC. Though it is foul to eat. AND I DO NOT BURST INTO FLAMES IN THE SUN. Though it gives me a head ache.

"It's good." I lied.

He smiled and I could feel him watching me as I carried on reading. It was unnerving. I turned to face him and found his face a few inches from mine.

"I have no prefect duties tonight." His hand dropped to my thigh.

Memories of the night we had sex in his house came flooding back and I gulped. He smirked seeing my reaction and leaned forward a little more and pressed his lips to mine. I opened my mouth and let his tongue molest mine. He slid his body closer to mine and his hand went up my thigh and spread my legs apart. I felt the frustration as he realised I was wearing tights. That didn't seem to make him want to give up. He slipped his hands inside the thin material. I opened my eyes and pulled away.

"Jesus Draco! Not here!" I whisper yelled.

He smirked. "Relax. No one is looking."

I looked around. Sure enough we were hidden from the public eye by the book shelves but that didn't make me feel any better. I heard a few student behind the book case mutter something about it being dinner time. I place my hand on Draco's chest and grabbed his hand out from under my skirt.

"Go and eat. I'll see you in the morning."

He stood up and held his hand out for me. "Aren't you coming?"

Defeated I stood and grabbed his hand. "Right. The food better be a little better than last time, or I'll have to kill the chef."

Truth was. The food was never good. Well to me anyway. Being a half human I am still capable of eating human food and being in a school like this I'm expected to eat it but to full vampire it can make them really weak or in worst case scenario it could kill them. I gingerly picked up the book and we walked slowly out of the library.

After dinner Draco followed me back up to the girls dorms. I saw a letter waiting on my bed from my Father. I picked up the piece of parchment and read it gingerly.

"I have to go..." I muttered.

Draco was up off my bed instantly, before he could have his input I threw the piece of parchment to him. I watched as his eyes scanned the letter. Then he read it out-loud

"Dearest Daughter,

I want you home. You have my explanation when you get here. God knows where this owl goes on it's travels.

Father"

He looked up to meet my gaze. Words weren't spoken for a long time while I packed my things. He stared at me through the whole process and I felt nervous. My hands shook as I folded my robes. His slender fingers closed over my shaking ones. I slowly looked up to him.

"Can't you wait? Till the morning, then you can go..."

I melted in his pleading eyes and I nodded my head. I lifted myself up on my tip toes and planted a kiss on his lips by the way he looked when I pulled away, I could tell he wanted more to that little kiss.

"Just let me pack, then you can have me." I smiled.'

He smiled like a 5 year old and helped me with the remainder of my clothes. It was obvious he couldn't wait until I had finished packing. I mouthed a 'Done' when I shoved my bursting suitcase under the bed. When I straightened up I was whirled around. I giggled when Draco kissed me. He backed me up and I was hit by a thought as the bed hit the back of my legs.

"People are going to be here soon... prefect common room?"

He groaned as he removed his lips from my neck. He ran out of the common room my hand in his and to his own private common room.

The one advantage to being a prefect.

"Father." I greeted the tall man.

He scoffed t me and the servant took my case from my clutches and he disappeared with it. I pulled a confused look at my father. He walked up to me and took my school collar between his finger and thumb.

"What are you wearing?" He said, disgust in his voice.

I forgot to change before I let Dumbledore floo powder me away, I forgot my Father hated this uniform.

"Well, your home now. Your Mother has laid something respectable on your bed for you to wear. We have guests that require your company." He briskly said.

I nodded and started up the stairs. Then was stopped again. "It's good to see you again darling"

I smiled to my Father. He looked like himself again. I miss when he was always affectionate and when he acted as though he loved me, but when I'm home he hardly shows me the loving Father I once knew. I passed a few servants on my way and they kept their heads down, following orders. I opened the door to my ancient room. It was just the same as I had left it. Books piled on shelves and books in stacks on either side of some shelves. I sighed and walked over to my bed where there was a long black dress draped over it. I sighed and changed.

I noticed the black heels at the foot of my bed. I walked over and slipped them on.

I closed my door behind me and strutted down the stair well. I was about to open the door that separated me from my family and the so called 'guests'.

"Wait Miss. Your hair!" Jenny said, the servant.

She was the only one that I could talk to. I said my thanks and took my hair from the ribbon that held my hair up from my face. I got Jenny's nod of approval and I knocked on the door. When all was silent I stepped in.

"Amethyst!" My mother gasped in happiness.

I smiled in her direction. She floated over to me. "Come and meet the Rothschild's!"

She took my arm and whisked me away to the other side of the room. By the fire place stood a family if 3, a vampire family of course. One was a woman the other a man, obviously man and wife and a boy, an attractive one if that...

"Danielle, Richard and Nathaniel this is my daughter, Amethyst"

The woman who was Danielle smiled warmly at me and her husband Richard did the same. The son, Nathaniel, however gave me a one over.

"how nice to meet you." I mumbled.

I was never good with friends of my parents, they were too much like... My parents...

"Indeed. Your mother never stops talking about you!" Richard Rothchild said.

They didn't sound like they were from this town, they still sounded English but just not London english. My mother then got chatting with Danielle and then they walked away arms linked. I held in a frustrated sigh as the tension between me and the Rothschild's thickened.

"Amethyst darling-" thank you for rescuing me. "show Nathaniel the gardens!" my Mother called over her shoulder.

I cursed in my mind. I smiled politely at the quiet boy before I asked him to follow me out if the room. I opened the doors and I heard them shut behind us. I felt his presence behind me and the click if his black shoes on the polished floor unnerved me.

"I hear you go to school somewhere out of London." He said as we past the kitchens.

I nodded. I heard him made a little noise of approval. I came to the door to the outside world and opened it. The smell of grass and flowers intoxicated me. I stepped outside and let the wind ruffle up my hair. I tired around and saw him take a step outside.

"Are you home schooled?" I asked.

He looked up and met my gaze. Wow. He has beautiful brown eyes, flecks of gold sparkled in the chocolate brown pools. Then he shook his head. I looked with him with confusion. It is unusual to have a vampire put into a school. Well more strange that a vampire is REQUESTED to a WIZARD school, so there was one only answer.

"Oh your... A graduate?"

He nodded head. Has this boy lost the use of his lips? He looked up at me again and the gold flecks in his eyes sparkled with mischief like he knew something I didn't. He then stepped further into the garden looking at the surroundings.

"It's a nice place London. Me and my family have just moved here from Liverpool."

That would explain the strange accent.

"Liverpool? That is up North isn't it."

He smiled my way and my legs turned to jelly. Stupid fucking vampire abilities. I have a boyfriend. Does he know that?

While my father and Richard sat on heads of the dining table my mother and Danielle sat on opposite sides and I sat opposite Danielle. Mother and Danielle were gushing over sites around London that my mother could show her. My father was disguising business with Richard and me and Nathaniel sat in silence avoiding eyes. I looked down at the unappetising rear steak that lay on the White plate. I nibbled a chunk off my fork and set it back down on the table.

"Father. When am I going back to school?" I interrupted.

The conversation between the two fathers stopped abruptly and my father turned and Sent me a hard cold glare down the table. I knew, I just knew that it wasn't for interrupting his speech to Richard but for mentioning the S word. Even my mother stopped talking.

"You won't be going back this year." He said calmly.

No. How could he? What about Draco? I want to see my Draco!

"But father-"

"I'm not discussing this now child!" he raised his voice.

I sent a pleading glance towards my mother and she just looked down at her hands in guilt.

"I think the child should ought to know why..?" Richard said.

I looked across at him and he had the same look in his eyes as Nathaniel did outside. What was going on? Who are these people?

"Not yet Richard." Danielle hissed.

I saw the fangs that dug into her bottom lip, she was obviously the leader of their household not like ours. Richard silently nodded and curiosity got the better of me. I looked from face to face and Nathaniel was smirking! He looked genuinely happy at my misfortune and as well... He knew something I didn't.

It it has been a month since I have arrived back in London and I'm dying to know what is going on behind my back. Danielle Rothchild keeps showing up every day and at first I thought nothing of it but after a few weeks going out every day, they now lock themselves in my mother's study room. I once pressed my ear up to the door but only heard the sound if their mumbled voices. It was killing me. I have sent owls to Draco and Madison telling them I was gone for the whole year. I got no replies from either of them which crushed me. Today though I had received a note under my door from my Father saying that Nathaniel was taking me out for dinner, which really surprised me. I have seen him since that night, but only in awkward passing in hallways and the occasional bump as we try to step around each other.

And now he wants to take me out? Wow. It felt like I was doing the dirty on Draco but I. Couldn't be could I? Nathaniel us only a friend. He may be gorgeous and understanding of my vampire cravings but Draco is the man for me.