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Vlad's House

Next Morning

Hermione's POV

I awoke the next morning feeling, headachy, and confused. I couldn't remember much of last night other than dancing with Vlad, and then waking up in Juliet's spare room. I rubbed my eyes and sat up a bit, looking around the room. It was beautiful, but not Juliet's! I was starting to feel alarmed when Vlad came into the room. He was wearing a black button down shirt, also adorning a black waistcoat. Like the ones you would see in London's high fashion mags. He smiled gently "How are you feeling?" I shrugged "Where am I?" I asked, he sat down beside me on the edge of the bed "It's okay, you're safe here." He looked about the room "This is my home. I brought you here last night, do you remember anything of last night's events?" He looked back at me concerned.

I sighed, trying to think. "The dance, Juliet, and being in her room. I honestly don't remember much after that. I don't even remember you driving me here." I gave him an apologetic look. He stood up suddenly, my eyes followed. He grabbed a beautiful gown, it was green and made of silk. He passed it to me "You should change, when you are ready come downstairs. I want to show you something." I nodded and took the dress "Thank you."

When he left the room I got dressed, getting out of the masquerade dress and into the new one putting on matching shoes that I found, which felt a lot more comfortable. It had an old feel to it, but was slightly modern, almost from the twenties or forties. I looked in the full length mirror. I looked…beautiful like it was made for me. Vlad definitely knew what to give me for sure! I noticed the room and furniture were old, almost Medieval or Victorian. A four poster queen sized bed, the windows were beautiful with gold trim around them, like the ones at Hogwarts. The room was chilly, but it was probably due to the fact it was all marble and stone. This was no ordinary home, it was a castle.

I gave myself the once-over and then sighed deeply, going to meet Vlad downstairs. He seemed, pained today, like he was haunted by something. I felt this instinctive feeling in my gut, that Vlad really was Dracula, the one I had heard of for years. The one people made him out to be a monster, but the man I knew, over the past couple days didn't seem like a monster. I shook my head and just went to the hallway, candles and lanterns hung on the walls and were set on desks and bookcases along the hallway. I took the bannister which was made of dark wood, and walked down the stairs. The heels making clicking noises as I took every step. Vlad peered around the corner, smiling at me gently. "That dress looks beautiful on you, then again I think anything would." He admitted, taking my hand and kissing the back of it gently. "Come." His voice deep and raspy. I felt my heart stop for a second, he guided me through the castle to the study.

It was a beautiful room, books were everywhere! On shelves, the big oak desk he had, on the floor. It smelled of old parchment and musty books. My favourite smell….Well apart from Vlad. He smelled amazing, like men's cologne and cherry scented parchment. I noticed a grand piano on the far side, and a winding metal staircase that showed even more books and journals. "This room is amazing, Vlad. Where did you get all of this?" I asked, curiously and dumbfounded. He sighed, taking both my hands in his big ones. "I haven't been entirely truthful with you, Hermione. I know we only met the other day, but you cannot deny what happened last night was normal. I know you are not a normal human, something extraordinary. Like me. I feel drawn to you, more than any other human. I feel a deep connection, like electricity." He leaned against the desk, half sitting on it, my hands still in his. I didn't struggle, I didn't want to.

"I know about magic, about otherworldly beings. You are no ordinary girl, I saw your magical aura last night. It was the most magnificent thing I have ever seen in my life." He looked at me concerned now, I couldn't figure out why until I heard sobbing coming from my own lips. I was crying! Why? Maybe it was because I missed Harry and Ron so, or the fact he finally figured me out and I wanted to hide it from everyone, even myself.

I sniffled, and looked at the ground "A-Are you..Dracula?" I asked in a soft voice, barely hearing it myself. He nodded "Yes, I am. I've been away from home for a very long time, as I said last night. In my time, I had a castle like this one, owned a kingdom in Romania. I had a wife and son…." He looked away from me, almost feeling the past emotions. "She died, when I was at war with an old friend of mine, or so I thought. He took revenge on my kingdom, on me, on….Mirena. You're friend Juliet is her reincarnation, Hermione. I know it. She looks just like her, that's why I treated her the way I did. I did not know how to handle seeing her again after seven centuries of having lost her."

My heart was racing, I couldn't believe this was all happening so quickly. I wonder what Harry and Ron would think of this now! I sniffled again and took a step closer to him. "Vlad, I am so sorry." My voice was just above a whisper, and saddened for him. "Nobody deserves that. And to answer you question, yes I am a witch. I was brought up by Muggle parents. Meaning no magical family. I've been at war and tortured too for my kind." He frowned looking deep into my eyes "You're kind?" He sounded astonished that I would degrade myself "It's the way things were, if you were Muggle Born you were a disgrace by a lot of pureblooded wizards. But not are all bad. We had our own war against the darkest wizard of our time, named Lord Voldemort."

Vlad, sighed "Yes, I have heard of that happening as I recall. I never put much thought into it and kept to myself. I had no idea, you were apart of that." He looked up at me sincerely. "I know, I've killed people, watched my friends die and had to give up my parents." I started to cry again. He gasped "Oh Hermione." Shaking his head, he brought me closer, holding me in his arms. "I won't let anything happen to you, ever." He whispered. I wrapped my arms around him tightly, and it was the first time in my life, I felt safe.

I don't know how long we were entangled together for, but I didn't care. I just rested into his chest, taking in his scent and smiling gently. I heard a deep growl resonate from his chest, I looked up at him. He looked down at me with dark eyes "Sorry, I find it hard to resist you. Especially with you being a witch. It almost changes your scent." I chuckled lightly, "I'll take that as a good thing, then?" He laughed "For me, not so much for you." He pushed me back slightly, not to get too close. "How about we feed you, and then I'll go hunt. Last night almost about killed me, or rather I'd kill someone else." I nodded, taking his hand "Lead the way, Mr Dracula." I teased, he just smiled and lead me to the kitchens.

We still had more to go through, in terms of things we didn't know about each other, and how our relationship was going to work. For now, I was over the moon happy! I was able to just be myself and he could be himself with me as well! It felt like a huge weight had been lifted. His hand in mine felt..right. Like we were meant for each other. Walking into the kitchens I saw a matron, obviously Vlad probably had no clue how to cook or even really had the need to. She was probably here to help clean his place.

"Miss Margaret?" He called to her gently, she jumped slightly, a little nervous "Yessir?" She turned around and noticed me standing beside him. She smiled gently "Oh! I am so sorry, what can I do for you?" He smiled back "It's not a problem at all. Hermione will be needing something to eat. If you don't mind?" She nodded and took my own hand "Yes of course, Hermione. Anything you both need." She sat me down at the island table. The kitchen was actually pretty modern, but made of stone and marble as well.

"I'll be off then, I'll be back later." He said softly and kissed my forehead before heading off. I sighed longingly. Margaret laughed "Oh, I know right? He's so handsome. You're so lucky!" I laughed at her, she was about my age, maybe a few years older. "Do you know much about Vlad?" I pried slightly, wondering if she knew about him being a vampire. "Not much, he lives alone mostly, goes out at night a lot. He's very kind though and treats me well. Pays well too." She noted with a smile before making something for me to eat. I felt bad, feeling like I should help, but she was getting paid and she seemed fine with it.

I told her about my fashion design job and she seemed very interested. I knew I would get along with her famously. I gave her my number and flat address, so she could come by anytime to look at my design books and even borrow some clothes if she needed. In no time at all she put a plate on the table for me. Fresh veggies and dip with a sandwich. I ate pretty quickly, not realizing how famished I was, Vlad must have noticed before I did. She laughed at me "Slow down, girl!" I chuckled and slowed down a bit, I knew Vlad would be back probably in an hour or so.

Once I finished up and gave my plate back to Margaret I went to go explore the house. It was huge, would probably take me at least a day to look around. I went back to the library/study and looked at all the books. I wondered if there was a explanation as to why Vlad and I had this connection and if it would keep making me faint. I had to know why. I wasn't sure if he had books on it, but then I remembered I had one at my flat! I'd have to go back there and check my mail! Harry and Ron might have gotten back to me, if they haven't heard from me in a couple days I knew they would track me down most likely. I then went over to the piano and sat down, wondering what Vlad played, a smile came upon my lips. I couldn't help but think of him!

I started to play Fur Elise, I remember showing Ron how to play a year ago when we were hunting Horcruxes with Harry. I missed playing and being with my parents. Wherever they were now, I hoped they were okay. I wished that they could meet Vlad, but they probably wouldn't like him being a vampire…As if I could tell them anyway. I stopped playing and then noticed an old record player on a small desk, by the big bay like window. I put it on and the most beautiful melody came out, I felt like I was back in time. Maybe this is what Vlad always listened to in his time. I got so silly, I started to waltz with myself not caring if Margaret saw me. I went to turn around and then I felt Vlad's hands in mine, his arm around my waist leading the dance. I laughed, not expecting him to suddenly be there. Damn Vampires! He spun me around and laughed with me, it was deep and beautiful. Like he was truly happy.

"Make up for last night." He chuckled "Yes, I am so sorry. I'm embarrassed that I fainted on you." I blushed, he just twirled me around again, this time he was behind me holding me to him. "Don't be sorry." He whispered into my shoulder. "It wasn't your fault." He then spun me around again, pulling me closer to his chest "It was probably because I'm so damn attractive, right?" He grinned, teasingly. "Oh, ha. ha." I rolled my eyes playfully. "I actually plan on researching that later. Maybe tonight, I do have to go home anyway." The song ended and I let go of him to turn the record player off. "I send a letter to my friends in the Wizarding World, I haven't been able to check in a couple of days. I should see if they've gotten word, I don't want them to worry." He nodded, understanding. "I can take you home right now, if you wish." He offered, I smiled "That sounds good, not that I don't want to stay with you longer, I just got to get things in order and I need to go back to work!" My hands flew to my forehead in worry "Oh no! I completely forgot about work, I hope they haven't fired me!"

Vlad looked at me worried, "Why would they fire you? If you tell them you were ill.." I looked up at him with tears in my eyes, I had worked so hard for this job. "If I take as much as one day off without notice they will! Oh Vlad, I'm so sorry. I really need to go, now!" I rushed to get my things and he took me to his car. I could tell he was tense, probably from my anxiety. "Thank you so much for being understanding. I know it's probably not easy to deal with all of this." He looked over at me with a gentle smile "It's quite alright Hermione. If you need my help, no questions asked. I'll be here." He took my hand and reassured me.

I loved him…I mean I really was falling for him. He made me feel like I could conquer anything! As long as I was with him, I could do anything. I hadn't felt like that in a long time. I felt so anxious, hoping Harry and Ron were alright and that I still had my job.

Outside of Vlad's Castle

Vlad's POV

As I left Hermione in the kitchen with Margaret, I went into the forest to find something, anything to hunt. I was really lacking blood and it was killing me. I didn't want to put the girls in any danger, especially Hermione. Once I could breath and be one with myself for a few moments, I looked up at the darkening sky. I put my hands on my hips and took in a couple cleansing breaths, a smile appeared on my face. I laughed to myself gently, I couldn't believe I was feeling like this again. After Mirena I didn't think it possible to fall in love again, and I had with the most amazing woman in the world. She was like me, in their own mystical world, apart from the norm. I felt like my true self again, able to be who I was without hiding it..at least with Hermione anyway.

I started to walk down by the bank, a small river flowing down stream, I watched as I saw some animals hiding behind the bushes. My eyes glowing a deep red, being able to see the blood rushing through their veins. Before I knew it, I lunged, grabbing the deer before it even know what hit it. I sunk my teeth into it, tasting it's salty blood. It wasn't as good as human's, but I need something quick. After I was done, I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand.

The sound of music was filling my ears, I frowned for a second trying to figure out where it was coming from. Then I realized it was my own music collection. Hermione must have found it. I headed back to the castle, noticing her dancing with herself. I couldn't help but laugh and shake my head. She was truly amazing. I then stepped in taking her hands in my own, she looked at me shocked, but pleasantly surprised. We both smiled and laughed as I spun her around and waltzed with her. Being with her was as easy as breathing…well figuratively.

"Make up for last night." I joked, watching her become embarrassed and apologizing for the night before. It wasn't her fault at all and she shouldn't feel so grieved. She then talked about her friends from the Wizarding World, as well as researching what was happening between us. I had to admit I was just as curious, never having felt this before. When she started to become frantic, I stopped dancing with her, she turned off the music and we made plans to head off. She got her things, and I lead her back to the car. I opened her door and made sure she got in okay before going to my side and starting it up. She became so worried, I just looked at her gently taking her hand. "It's quite alright Hermione. If you need my help, no questions asked. I'll be here."

Hermione's Building

Hermione's POV

Once he ushered me inside my building… like the gentleman he is, I went to my door and began to unlock it. "Thank you so much, you've been so wonderful." I said to him gently. "As I said before, I'll always be here for you." He smirked at me gently. I smiled and then went in, closing the door behind him. I turned around and gasped, seeing Harry and Ron staring right back at as. Ron looked at Vlad questioningly, he was my ex, so naturally he'd be jealous, then again he always was. Harry was just as surprised.

"Oh…..Hi."

I looked at them nervously, I then looked back at Vlad and stood a little closer to him, feeling the need to be as close to him as possible. I took his hand, and wrapped my other hand around his arm gently. I then heard Ron's annoyed voice, directing at us.

"Care to introduce us?"