Sorry guys about the typo's in the last chapter I'll do better. Chapter to is up and before I forget,

Disclaimer: I do not own harry potter in anyway whatsoever.

Chapter 2

I woke up and my body hurt. I jumped thinking of the last thing I could remember.

I'm supposed to be dead. Wait… am I dead? I should be, I was drained by a vampire I should be dead. I was snapped out of my thought by a growing pain in my stomach. I'm hungry?... Oh yes I'm hungry I am definitely not a vampire If I'm hungry.

I opened my eyes and found myself lying in what looked like a hospital bed light colored covers draped over me and the privacy curtain pulled closed. I looked around with blurry eyes before realizing that needed my glasses. I looked at my side table empty except for a vase of flowers.

Where are my glasses. I felt around for them a little more but then gave up.

"Oh, mr. Potter you are awake" a nurse said opening the privacy curtain.

"Yes, um.. Do you know where my glasses are" I asked awkwardly.

"They are on your face of course" she said laughing. I felt my face and sure enough they were perched atop my nose.

"Yes of course" I said faking a laugh.

If I have my glasses on then why can't I see clearly.

"Is there anything I can get you" the nurse asked.

"Yes, would you mind bringing me some food" I said

"Yes, of course" she said disappearing.

While she was gone I did a little experimenting I took off my glasses and I could see, clearly.

what, did they do some kind of eye surgery on me or something. It's the only explanation I could come up with, why else would I have perfect vision without glasses. I don't own contacts so that is out of the question.

A different nurse entered looking a bit flustered with a tray of food. A sweet aroma wafted in my direction as she neared.

"This food smells delicious" I said as she set the tray up.

What a sweet aroma this food has I thought. She leaned forward to fix my pillows her neck mere inches from my mouth.

Just on taste, just one, one taste that's it. One taste is all, My mind chanted. I could hear her blood pumping through her body.

Just one taste… my mind continued to chant. I leaned forward and grabbed her shoulders and she flinched.

One taste is all. I pressed my mouth against her neck my new sharp canines descending from my gums and piercing her skin. She cried out as I sipped her blood. The sweet taste filled my mouth and I couldn't bring myself to stop. Her whimpers died down and her body went limp. I brought my mouth away from her neck and let her lifeless body fall to the cold hospital floor.

I came down from my high and the guilt hit me hard in the gut. I killed her, I just killed her. I don't know how I am going to live with myself, I just killed an innocent human being.

I climbed out of the bed and stumbled over her body towards the exit. I have to get out of here, I can't stay here a second longer. I repeated to myself over and over again. A doctor came up behind me.

"Sir you need to get back to your ward" I ignored him and rounded the corner.

I'm gonna be sick.

"Sir you need to-"

"No I can't go back in there" I croaked shaking my head slowly.

"Sir-" he grabbed my wrist

"NO YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND.." the words died in my throat. I snatched my wrist from his grasp and pushed him. He flew across the hall his head hitting the wall with a sick 'CRACK' he slid to the floor blood pooling from his head.

Oh god no, not another one please. I thought my body shaking as I sobbed. I looked at my shaking hands.

I'm not a killer I didn't do this, I thought.

You are now.Another voice in my head said, and deep down I knew it was right.

I am only seventeen and i'm a murderer.

I ran out of the building, stumbling at the blinding light I could not see anything. I stumbled blindly through the streets. I found an empty alleyway and curled into a ball leaning against one of the walls.

I am not becoming this… this killer that drinks blood no way! I refuse I will starve if I have to but I will not kill another person. I thought.

The first stage is denial. You keep telling yourself that. It was that voice again.

I will I retorted, am I really talking to myself. I'm going crazy. YES! THAT IS IT I'M CRAZY. I'm not a blood sucking creep I'm just crazy. I reassured myself until I gave into sleep.

A/N: poor Harry thinks he's crazy :( ANYWAY I hope you enjoyed. Next chapter Draco POV YAY!

Spur of the moment decision i decided to continue with you can draw me but until further notice the rest are still postponed. Tomorrow there will probably a couple of new chapters posted.