Hello( I know I never gave an actual introduction to this story at the beginning, sorry about that. I hope you like the story so far. As It says on my profile I don't mind criticism as long as you say what it is I need to work on :) . Chapter 7 won't come out untill I get more feed back. Whether It's in a message or in a review I don't mind. As long as I get it. Any way enjoy chapter 6!

I heard a knock on my door. "Come"

I turned around and Jenny walked in. "Nathaniel is here."

I smiled at Jenny. Although she was a servant she was like a friend to me, despite the rules that servants are meant to be treated like they are below you and not an equal.

"Thank you Jen. Is Father home?" I asked finishing my hair.

I saw through the reflexion in the mirror Jenny shake her head. "No. He's out sorting stuff out."

My hands stopped in my hair. "What stuff?"

Jenny shook her head. "Jenny. Tell me."

"You will find out soon enough." She then closed the door.

I sighed. What are my parents up to? It kills me. I picked up my bag and met Nathaniel at the bottom of the staircase. He heard my footsteps and turned around. His brown eyes burning into my scull.

"Amethyst." He greeted.

I nodded to him. His blonde hair felt over his eyes in a lazy way. My fingers twitched as the thought of sweeping the hairs away took over. As we opened the door to the outside world Nathaniel smirked once again. He likes doing that. I stepped out first letting the smell of flowers and gasoline tickle my senses. If truth be told, I was really nervous about spending the afternoon with a boy that, quite frankly, didn't seem to enjoy any one's company that much. I looked around the drive way and saw no form of transportation. I was taken by surprise as Nathaniel said we would be walking.

He had long legs meaning I had to practically jog to keep up with him.

"Slow down you idiot." I called after him.

He turned around and him silence he raised his eyes brows but started to walk slower.

"Where are we actually going?" I asked.

He shrugged. "Where do you want to go? I'm just taking us to the train station to the city."

I shook my head. "Are we eating muggle food then?"

He stopped walking and turned towards me. "Muggle?"

Force of habit. Why can't wizards and vampires have the same dialogue?

"A muggle is a non magic folk. I didn't mean to say-"

Nathaniel interrupted. "It's fine. Yes we are eating human food. We are in public."

There was a silence between us. The beeping and engines of cars were the only sounds. In a desperate attempt to kill the silence, Nathaniel asked a question that left me by surprise.

"Tell me about magic."

I didn't know where to begin or what the question actually meant.

"Well. What do you want to know?"

I saw, out of the corner of my eyes, him shrug. "Tell me about your school."

There we go. I started to talk about the houses of Hogwarts and what they meant and about Dumbledor and my friends I even told him about Draco, I emphasised the BOYFRIEND part but his face stayed emotionless throughout my whole story.

"Show me some magic." He said.

I smirked. I wanted to make him a little dizzy, I wanted to see him slightly weakened but then my smirk faltered as I remembered that I was an underage wizard. The only thing I could do was Apparition. I grabbed his arm to stop him from walking.

"Ready?" I asked.

He looked confused, of course he would. "For what?"

I closed my eyes and thought of the Starbucks in the city. The walls, the tables, the floor. I concentrated on every detail of the building. Even the smell.

"What are you doi-"

His question was stopped short as our feet were wrenched from the concrete. It was hard to hold on to his arm instead of grabbing my twisting stomach. I heard him groan. I tried to show my strength by keeping my mouth closed. Something pulled my being down. An invisible force. It yanked and yanked every bone and organ in every single direction possible. It was unbelievably hard to still concentrate on Starbucks. My breath was sucked out of me as my feet touched solid ground. I felt Nathaniel stumble a few times. I opened my eyes and I smiled as I noticed I was standing in a corner of the shop and no one seemed to notice that we had just appeared out of nowhere.

"What did you just do to me?" Nathaniel gasped.

I turned and saw him sitting on a chair breathing hard and rubbing his head.

"Consider yourself lucky. A lot of people puke the first time."

He looked up at me and my stable form. Inside I felt horrible but I wouldn't show it. I knew now that he would respect me. After telling him about apparition I made a desperate attempt at finding out what our parents were up to.

He looked at me with dead eyes. "I can't tell you."

Avoiding the subject he changed it. "Do you know what happens when you become a fully grown vampire?"

I stared at him. It wasn't his business to tell me was it? But I couldn't help but shake my head and let my curiosity drive me forward.

"You stop aging. You gain more strength but along with all that strength your resistance for human blood decreases, so for a few years you are trained to resist. And you also gain an individual ability also known as a gift."

Ability, how much power and strength does a vampire need. I know for a fact that my name will go down in history because I am the only vampire with the powers of a wizard out there. Does that mean I'll be extremely powerful or will it make me the weakest out there?

"Do you know what your gift will be before you change?"

"Some people have always had their gift but it is not until they are a full blooded vampire do you really know about it."

"Some people are born with their gift?" I clarified.

My eyes wondered back down to the table. What if my gift is the wizarding power I have?

"I have thought about that." Nathaniel said.

I raised my eyebrows and looked at him in confusion. I didn't say that out loud, did I?

"No you didn't. I was born with the gift of reading minds. My parents don't know yet. That is how I know what our parents are up to." He smiled.

Nathaniel is growing on me. He is smart, mysterious and very handsome. Through the hours that we sat there and talked Draco was pushed out of my mind and I was actually having a good time. Nathaniel, although hard headed, made me giggle and laugh. He looked over my shoulder. A look of concern flashed across his features. He pulled out £30s and left it on the table.

"We need to go." He stood there his arm tightly secure around mine. "Do that thing again. Back to your house."

And I did. This time it was a lot quicker because I knew my house like the back of my hand. Nathaniel looked a little yellow as we landed in my house. My Father stood in front of us and he looked started as we just appeared from mid air.

"What in god's name...?"

I stood there nervous playing with the sleeve of my top. Nathaniel however didn't know my Fathers hatred for magic because I remember him telling me before that my Father's mind was sealed.

Making me cringe Nathaniel said confidently. "Magic, sir"

My Father's eyes fell on my nervous face. "Nathaniel you are free to go home. Thank you."

YOU PRICK! I screamed in my mind. He mouthed a sorry before walking out the house.

"I thought you weren't supposed to use magic outside of school?"

I shook my head. "I'm not allowed to use magic spells outside of school. I'm allowed to appirate though Father."

He shook his head. "Well. I'm forbidding ANY magic from being used! You know how I feel about it! Do I make myself clear?"

I shrank away from him, he always scared me when he yelled. "Yes Father."

"Good. We are going to the Rothchild Home for the day tomorrow. I expect you to be well fed, clean and respectably dressed before 11am tomorrow morning before we go."

My Father walked towards the double doors which lead to my Mothers study. I quickly sprinted to my room. My Father hates me. He does there is no question about it. He hates me. Why can't he be as loving as Nathaniel's Father? Or...Draco's. I buried my head in my hands at the thought of my boyfriend. Draco. Crystal sat in my cage. I was surprised. She had come back from delivering my letters to Draco and Madison. Where are my replies?

"Miss?"

I yelped as I didn't notice Jenny sitting on the chair by my book shelf.

"Oh. It's you.-" I relaxed. "Why are you here?" It came out cold and I didn't mean it.

Jenny looked scared like I was going to report her. "Sorry. But your letters from your Hogwarts friends came while you were out. You father told me to burn them but I couldn't." She ranted.

She stood up and gave the two envelopes. "Thank you, Jenny. I won't tell Father. Go back to your chores before my parents get suspicious."

She big her goodbyes and thank you's as she closed my door behind her. I sat on my bed and opened Madison's letter first.

So let me get this straight. You are pulled out of school without an explanation what-so-ever and you still don't know! I'd hate to be you right now. Your Dad sounds horrible. Draco is acting like nothing has happened but yanno that's just Draco. But look on the bright side you've missed OWLs! Lucky cow.

Anyways, miss you loads. Hey are you coming back any time soon? bye byeee! XX

I felt the wetness come to my eyes. It wasn't until now that I realised how much I missed her. Maybe it would've been best if Jenny had burned them, so I wouldn't feel like this. I hesitated in opening Draco's letter. How shitty would I feel If I read it? I pulled myself together and unfolded the paper.

Your life is worse than mine. I actually have to do my prefecting duties now! I hate it. Umbridge has also asked me to start spying on Potter, he's up to something. You've missed OWLs. Consider yourself lucky but the Weaslebee twins have been expelled for destruction. I've told my Father to convince your Father, when he see's him at the Ministry, to let you come to our Manor during the holidays.

Se you whenever. Love you. Draco.

I knew my Father would never step foot in the Ministry again but I couldn't help the little sprouts of hope growing my brain. I couldn't maybe see Draco again. My Father would never allow it. Never. I clutched the letter in my hands debating whether to dispose of it or keep it. I sighed and shoved it under my pillow. I looked down at my hand and saw my skin complexion. I was too wrapped up in my letters that I didn't realise how long it had been since I had fed. I hadn't fed in a day. My skin was nearly a horrible and sickly translucent colour. I heard a knock on the door.

"Come in." I said.

I expected a servant to come in but my Mother stood in the door way. She forced a smile and slowly walked into the room. She sat on the foot of my bed slowly. She looked incredibly torn and sullen.

"Are you okay Mother?" I asked.

She shook her head. "Richard Rothchild is your Father's cousin. Me and Danielle were best friends growing up. Our parents were good friends. I met your Father, we were set to be betrothed. After we married. Danielle and Richard met at our wedding. They married a few years after. Then they had Nathaniel. Then we had you."

She paused and I had no idea where this conversation was going. Then she carried on.

"Your Father didn't want you to know until tomorrow. But my and Danielle are the same, she would tell Nathaniel as I am now."

"Mother what are you talking about?"

She reached over and took my hand in hers. "These past few weeks me and Danielle have been organising yours and Nathaniel's wedding."

She squeezed my hand. "You and Nathaniel are to marry."