One Week

Chapter Two

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Draco stepped inside the cell that Harry and Ron were occupying. Both shrunk back even farther against the wall, Harry pulling Ron behind him, acting as a human shield from Draco.

"Put those fangs away, Malfoy," Harry spat, but despite his harsh tone, there was fear evident in his green eyes.

Draco immediately shrunk his fangs and placed his glamours back on, becoming the familiar Slytherin once more. "It's Riddle, and sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you." Harry and Ron didn't move. "Please sit down; you're making me even more nervous than I already am." Draco gestured to one of the many soft couches in the room. For a prison cell, it did seem quite comfortable, with couches and blankets strewn everywhere.

Harry moved to sit but Ron stayed where he was. "You're a Riddle?" Ron asked, his eyes darkening. "So you're-"

"Voldemort's son, yes. Lucius is actually my brother, but since he's so much older than me, my father didn't want to arise any suspicion, so he put an aging glamour on him and passed me off as a Malfoy." Draco explained. "The Malfoy name died off a long time ago, so it was easy to fake the lineage."

"But, my dad knew your- brother- in school."

"Do you really think that my father would want Dumbledore to know he had children? We'd be kidnapped by that sadistic man!"

"Dumbledore is not sadistic!" Harry exclaimed angrily. "Your father is!"

Draco sighed. "My father has been running from Dumbledore for years. He's not as evil as you and the rest of the world think, Harry."

"Then why did he bring me here to die? Why did he kill my parents"

"He's obsessed with that damned prophecy. I'm pretty sure Dumbledore made it up anyway. The bastard needed someone to frame for all of his misdeeds and my father is a vampire; who better to blame? Any sensible wizard knows that my father didn't hurt your parents and he's not evil, but once you enter Hogwarts, your mind gets warped."

Ron shook his head. "I don't believe you for a second. Dumbledore is as good as it gets." He said. "You're the manipulative one."

"You know why Slytherin house is frowned upon? Because for some reason his spell doesn't affect us. I'm not sure if it's something out table doesn't eat or if we all have extremely strong willpower but we're the only ones who can still see the truth when we leave Hogwarts." Draco's eyes darkened even further. "Everything that man does is against muggleborns and magical creatures. He sets everyone up to fail."

Harry stared down Draco. The hat was supposed to place Harry in Slytherin, but he refused. There have been many occasions where he questioned Dumbledore, but he pushed his feelings aside because he was told that the man was good and just. "Is that why I was put with abusive relatives instead of Sirius and Remus?" Harry asked.

Draco was about to respond but Ron cut him off. "Harry, do you actually believe him? He's crazy! His father is the dark lord: of course he'd say that Dumbledore is evil. He's lying to us both!"

"I'm not, I swear!" Why was it so hard for Harry and Ron to see the truth?

"Then why were you so awful to us and why would your father bring us to you to become your slaves?"

Draco heaved another sigh. He knew that would come back to get him. "When I was younger, I thought that all Dumbledore supporters were evil. I couldn't understand why everyone followed such a heartless man. And you two loved him most of all. It sickened me! I grew up and started to realize that it's really not your fault, it's that damned spell.

"As for you being my servants: we're vampires. We don't kill who we don't like, we turn them. Father thought that I still couldn't stand you two so he assumed that this would make me happy. Little did he know, things changed."

"I thought I heard something about mates," Harry mused, realizing he might not get out of this unturned after all.

Draco grimaced. "I wanted you two to be my friends first and build our relationship before I told you, but yes, you are both my intendeds. The Riddle clan is notorious for double mating and it just so happens to skip a generation so I have two mates. I know you both despise me but we're all meant to be together."

Ron looked disgusted. "The only one for me is Harry. You've been a terrible person to us both." He sat next to the green eyed boy and wrapped his arm around him. "Besides, how do we know you're not lying about being our mate?"

"I don't blame you for not trusting me. But haven't you noticed my change in attitude towards you? After my sixteenth birthday, I couldn't do either of you harm- emotionally or physically. It would hurt me as well. When you reject me, or if I feel rejected by either of you, it causes me great pain-"

"We know all this," Ron interrupted. "Remus taught us all about vampires, and Sirius is one. But you could be lying."

"Then why did I not go through with the ceremony and disappoint my father?"

Harry looked at Ron. "He's got a point, love," he said.

"I wish you didn't trust so easily," Ron mumbled, but he couldn't help but agree with Harry. "Does this mean we have to become like you?"

"I'm afraid so," Draco replied. "Vampires can stall and resume their aging but it's impossible to age past twenty. Keeping the glamour on isn't a problem, but it their mates grow old and die, a vampire will never heal. Usually, if a mate doesn't accept the change by 25, we would turn them anyway, making them completely subservient, but I would never want to do that to you both. The only problem with this is that Father only gave me a week until you both have to be turned, so you have to accept it way faster than normal."

"What?" Harry exclaimed. "I don't think that I can accept it that quickly." Ron looked like he was about to puke.

"He's terrified of you Harry." Draco explained. "He doesn't want to be in danger in his own home."

"This isn't fair," Ron said. "I don't want to be your slave; I just want to go home."

"You can go home in a week regardless. But you must be turned. Anyone who enters the Riddle house must be turned to ensure allegiance her anyway."

"I hate this. I hate vampires and I hate you," Ron said harshly.

Draco doubled over in pain, his glamours vanishing immediately. A surge of pity and concern washed over both Ron and Harry, but only Harry reacted. He rushed over to Draco and pulled him into his arms. "Ron don't do that!" Harry scolded. "You really hurt him!"

"He's a monster Harry." Ron said. Draco gripped Harry tighter, tears streaming down his face.

"Yes, Ron. But he's our monster."