AN: Still own nothing.

Poison's Response to Chapter 21:

Slffindor- --rubs neck and walks around room grumpily--
Poison- I don't know why you're so grumpy, I feel quite..enlightened.
Slyffindor- that's because you haven't been biten yet!
Poison- Yeah, he's gonna have to catch me first! mwahahahahahah! And he never will...cos I can run really fast and...
Drac- fly? Sorry, am I interrupting something? --tackles Poison to the sofa-- MY dear Slyffindor, could you hold her down for a moment, I would like to get myself comfortable before...making her life HELL
Poison- What? Need to adjust your ball-bag! Creepy dude get away from me! --slyffindor holds down poison--
Slyffindor- I'll do anything for my master...anything at all.
Poison- urgh! Keep the innuendos in the bedroom please!
Drac- --bares fangs-- This didn't hurt my dear Slyffindor girl...but it most certainly will hurt you.
(Much later)
Poison- --rubs neck and walks around in dominatrix outfit-- I thought you said no dominatrix outfit?
Drac- You think that the son of the devil doesn't lie?
Poison- Slyffindor! where art thou?
Slyffindor girl- hanging form cieling while tapping away at laptop keys-- I'm writing, leave me alone, slave!
Poison- I resent that!
Slyffindor- I'll make it up to you later, you can have an hour of rest, hm?
Poison- what has he done to you?!
Slyffindor- many things...
Poison- --shudders-- once again...innuendos...bedroom, for the little children, please! Urgh!

Kind of brief, but to the point. Hope you like it all the same.

Chapter 22: Sweet Sacrifice

Hermione was ready. She knew she had come to harness her skills. The brides were prepared for almost anything. Verona was first of the brides to lung at one of the death eaters. Dracula and the others surrounded Hermione. The Count didn't want to imagine what would happen if the Death Eaters took his Hermione away from him.

Aleera noticed all the cloaked Death Eaters. The brides regarded this as a delight. So much blood, so little time.

Bellatrix Lestrange and Lucius Malfoy had one thing in common at this moment. They refused to bring Hermione back to Voldemort. They wanted to eliminate her, and torture her rotten. They had a smirk to signify their agreement. But first, they had to worry about the vampires. Voldemort told the Death Eaters that there would be no point in trying to exterminate Dracula, because he was incapable of being killed.

"I can defend myself, Count." Hermione wanted to get in on the action.

"I won't allow it, my darling."

"Why not? I can fend for myself."

"I told you. I can't let them hurt you ever again." He scowled. She found it to be a kind of sweet answer. Hermione aided by the constant use of Stupefy. Marishka found one of the new recriuts, and began to "play with her food."

Sparks flying, and wizards and witches dodging spells. The servants were panicing and fleeing to safety.

How did they get in here? Hermione questioned.

Hermione noticed the several kills that the brides had taken. She shuddered a bit. They were almost too fierce for their own good. Hermione could see the look in Lucius' eyes. He wanted her dead for Narcissa. hermione still remebered those moments when she claimed her life. Hermione was scared, and Narcissa was just trying to keep her in the the hell she was living in. Hermione swallowed had, and continued to fight.

It dragged on, and it was hard to tell which side was going to win.

Barty Crouch and the others were getting frustrated. He reminded himself of the extra weapons, which included silver steaks, and holy water. He took a steak, and glanced quickly at the brides. He saw an opportunity.

Well..too bad it's the redhead. Smokin hot body...bloody hell...

Barty licked his lips nervously, and twitched. He mustered up the strength to hurtle the spear.

Hermione could see this movement out of the corner of her eye.

"Move!!!" Hermione yelled as she ran towards Aleera. Aleera turned to Hermione, and then to the oncoming Sliver steak. Before it could collide into Aleera's stomach, Hermione threw herself in front of the vampire. it was almost as if the world slowed down. The steak went pierced into Hermione. The silver steak stuck into Hermione on her left side, and in a spot between her her hip and ribcage. Her body gracefully flopped onto the floor. Aleera's eyes widened in horror.

"Hermione?!?!?" She cried. Dracula appeared next to her. He could see her loosing blood. Hunger and dispair filled him. Not to mention, it was Hermione's 18th birthday. If everything had gone as planned, he would have told her so.

"Get one of the human doctors!" he shouted. Verona nodded, and did as her master said. Aleera's eyes filled with a wild violet.

She pounced at Barty Crouch. The Death Eaters were beginning to retreat. Aleera took Barty with her in flight.

"Say Goodnight, mortal!" she cackled. She sank her fangs into Barty, and his warm blood was pleasing to her lust. She drained him dry, and dropped his corpse on the floor. Wiping her mouth of remaining blood, she descended.

Verona arrived with a doctor, and they rushed Hermione to intensive care.

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Dracula: You are violent, my love.

Slyffindor: Who do you think I got it from-nudges Dracula-

Dracula: Me? No...-smirks-

Poison: When can I get out of this outfit?

Dracula and Slyffindor: NEVER!!-evil laughs-

Poison: AHHHHHH!

Dracula and Slyffindor exit to tend to...other things...