Here's the new chapter! Dedicated to my favorite (and only :) sister). I still haven't found a beta reader willing to do a vampire 'T' rated story with a Dramione pairing so this chapter isn't beta read so……. You have been warned!
Draco walked through the darkened, cold halls of the Daeva Castle. He was barely bothered by the cold and clammy halls like he once was; which could only mean one thing, his blood was starting to run slower with each passing day. His body was unconsciously preparing itself for his birthday; the dated doorway to his impending adulthood.
In a few months time, he would shed his final flaw of mortality and take his rightful place in the Daeva clan as many Malfoy's before him had done. He graciously welcomed the change.
Making a few turns where appropriate, he was soon standing in the third floor foyer looking at the oversized doors that were housing the sacred area where the current meeting was taking place.
He waited patiently outside, he knew he wasn't of yet, allowed to be present in the meetings, only because of his age, definitely not because of his status. He was find with that, the waiting would allow him more time to prepare exactly how he was going to inform Thaddeus of his latest discovery; he knew that the information he'd gathered was shaky at its best, but he also knew that any information could be beneficial.
Taking a seat on the black velvet chaise opposite of the doors, his mind started to drift back to her. He always knew something wasn't quite right with her; she was definitely a special case. From what he did know about her, was that her parents were muggles, which normally wouldn't be that big of a deal if it weren't for her being so powerful; being that skilled in magic was definitely abnormal for a mudblood.
He also knew that she was Potter's brains; Potter would never be able compete with a wizard as powerful as Voldemort if he didn't have Granger in his corner.
Now everything was beginning to make sense to him- her perfect grades, her advanced talent and powerful magic that practically rolled off of her in waves- finally made sense. Hermione Granger was beyond a doubt not who she claimed to be!
He was startled out of his thoughts by the loud rustic creek coming from the old tarnished doors opening.
"We are now ready for you, Dragon."
Draco took a deep breath, rubbing his cold hands quickly together (more out of habit than anything else) and got up from the chaise. "Here we go," he mumbled quietly to himself.
~…..~
Hermione sighed, tossing her Charms book across the table, causing a loud thump and scattered papers to fall noisily off of the table. Hermione looked down, blushing frantically at the stares her small temper tantrum caused.
She sighed again- this time much quieter- and got up to retrieve the scuttled papers. She had been sitting there for over an hour, waiting for her new, two apprentices. It was the current head boy and head girl's job to secretly train the next year's head boy (which was currently Anthony Gurth) and head girl (which was currently Lijia Anel); and so far both of the two student's were late, not only that, the head boy was also absent.
Plopping back down into her seat, she began to pack her bags back up. She had tried to be patient and wait for them but this was getting ridiculous, these were suppose to be next year's leaders, students at the top of their class, and for them to shirk off their duties was not only highly irresponsible but was also disrespectful. She couldn't let this go, she, unfortunately had to now write them up.
It was a shame that they would let something as minor as a meeting, stop them from the highest honor a student could receive at Hogwarts but on the brighter side, she didn't have to spend an hour in Malfoy's presence.
Hearing a soft 'plump,' she looked up and found both of her apprentice smiling eagerly at her, she frowned.
"You're late," she announced, watching the eager smiles slip easily into confusion.
"I'm sorry but we were under the impression that the meeting had changed from four to five," the Lijia said.
Hermione's frown deepened, "And why would you be under that impression?"
"Malfoy told us th-"
"Malfoy," Hermione growled quietly. The nerve of the slimy git! What right did he have to change a meeting without confirmation or at least a warning? Oh yes! The many unpleasant things she will think of to do to him.
Hermione cleared her throat slightly and began to shuffle the remaining papers into her folder, "I'm sorry but we are going to have to reschedule, Malfoy was completely out of line for-"
"So sorry I'm late," Malfoy drawled, plopping down on a chair at the head of the table. "Well I'm early technically," he smirked. "I see that are new apprentices are early too. Shall we start, then?" He drawled.
Hermione clenched her hands trying to keep the little composure she had left. She wanted desperately to throttle him to death and wipe that smirk permanently off of his face. She watched him plop up his legs and cross them unto the table. Her fist clenched tighter and half moon crest started to form on her palms.
"Technically you are late, technically you're all late," she gritted out, "but I'm pretty sure that was your plan than Malfoy."
She looked down and took a deep breath trying to restore the calm that recently took a nose dive out of the window "The meeting was at four, I wasn't aware of the change. So we are going to have to reschedule the meeting…. I have other things I have to do right now."
Draco let his feet drop off the table and leaned in closer, "Other things Granger?" He asked, his smirk completely wiped off his face. "Other things like what?" He asked curiously.
"Yes, other things Malfoy and they are definitely not any of your business." She hissed.
Hermione looked into his eyes and was completely rendered speechless at the look of vague understanding. It couldn't be possible for him to know, seeing how it had only happened just the other night. She always made sure to be careful in everything. There was just no possible way for him to know, especially since her house hadn't even suspected a thing and…… this was Malfoy (not exactly fast on the uptake), not to mention his current residence……it was completely on the opposite side of the school from her own.
After what felt like hours, Hermione broke eye contact first, shaking her head and mentally berating herself for such hasty assumptions. She was going to drive herself mad if she continued to going around suspecting things. She started zippering her bag, vaguely hearing Malfoy tell the others that the meeting had to be rescheduled.
Slinging her bag over her shoulder she started her track back to her dorm, hoping that she'd make it in time.
"Hey Granger, wait up."
Hermione sped up, hoping that he would get the picture and leave her alone.
"Wait up," he said again slowing down once he was walking side by side with her.
'Well this is Malfoy that we're talking about here; of course he wouldn't get the picture!"
"You're hiding something."
Hermione swallowed thickly, sighing to hide her nervousness for frustration. "I don't know what you're talking about, Malfoy."
"You know what I'm talking about Granger, don't play dumb."
She looked down feeling somehow that if she looked into his eyes, he would find out her secret. She quickened her pace, desperate more than ever to get to her dorm. "I don't know what you're talking about Malfoy; very few would ever know what goes on in that twisted head of yours."
"You know what goes on in my twisted head….. It's the same thing that goes on in yours."
"I don't have time for this." She groaned. 'Just two more paintings over,' she thought.
"Time is a funny thing, isn't Granger? With time comes change, for mere mortals, time will often convert your whole life…….. but for others, time can be manipulated."
"W-What?" Hermione gave a nervous laugh, "Talking in circles Malfoy?"
He shook his head, "Not circles Granger but when you are ready….. You know where to find me."
Hermione stopped, dead in her tracks, watching the head boy walk away, 'Oh damn! He knows.'
~….~
Draco started the long trek back up to the school; his meeting with Thaddeus was nothing less than interesting. As usual Thaddeus's irate attitude was in attendance, totaling that to a very submissive Aquila doting on Thaddeus continually, would add to a very interesting ad very trying meeting.
Thaddeus thought that the information her presented him with was not up to par and tried to make his displeasure known. The only thing stopping him was father, Draco had never been so glad to his father before in his whole life.
He knew that his ranking was nowhere near Thaddeus's and therefore knew that if Thaddeus decided to unleash his fury, he wouldn't be able to stop it, actually, no one could…… Excluding his father; his father was the only person that ranking was higher than Thaddeus's and it made Thaddeus green with envy. Draco suspected that whenever Thaddeus directed a temper tantrum his way it was fueled by jealousy, it was basically his way of getting back at his father without actually crossing the lines.
Draco didn't mind for now. After his birthday dating his adulthood, his father would have to ascend into the elders' circle and he would take his father's place. He would be second to only the throne, accepted as a diplomat into the Dark Lord's inner circle and distant cousin to the Daeva crown.
He knew with time Thaddeus's sad attempts at scaring him from his place by the king, will blow up in his face and he would finally destroy him.
Draco had just reached the castle's doors when the tower bells rung five times. He smirked to himself, knowing that his plan was already taking action. His goal was to make her angry at him; he figured that her anger would draw something else out of her. He wasn't quite sure what but last time she was shocked her eyes turned grey; hopefully her anger would draw something more intense out of her this time.
Reaching the library, he quickly spotted the two oblivious rookies looking a mixture of confusion and pathetic tears. So sorry I'm late," He drawled, plopping down on a chair at the head of the table. "Well I'm early technically," he smirked. "I see that are new apprentices are early too. Shall we start, then?" He drawled tossing his feet up, waiting for the fireworks.
He almost laughed at the different color reds Hermione's face was starting to sport.
"Technically you are late, technically you're all late," Hermione gritted out, "but I'm pretty sure that was your plan then, Malfoy."
He heard her spit out his name as if it was some awful disease, he saw that her hands were clenched into fist and he could actually start seeing blood start to trickle down her palm, blueblood.
He arched an eyebrow, 'curious,' he whispered to himself.
She didn't see his actions, 'thank Merlin.'
Instead she looked down and took a deep breath in what he figured was suppose to be some form of a calming mechanism.
"The meeting was at four, I wasn't aware of the change. So we are going to have to reschedule the meeting…. I have other things I have to do right now."
Now he was curious. What other things did she have to do? What could be more important than her head girl duties? Unless………..
Draco let his feet drop off the table and leaned in closer, paying close attention to the way she would respond to his next question, "Other things Granger?" He asked. His smirk completely wiped off his face. "Other things like what?" He asked, hating that he couldn't keep the curiosity out of his voice.
"Yes, other things Malfoy and they are definitely not any of your business." She hissed.
If that didn't just confirm his suspicions nothing else would. The fact that she looked more tired than angry right now clued him in on a lot. He knew exactly what other things she had planned tonight. She was trying to get back to her dorm before she started changing in public. It was almost time for the sun to start setting and he figured since she was going to lock herself in her room, she hadn't learned how to control her special gift yet.
And it all became clear, she was the missing princess. He quickly turned to the two rookies that were looking back and forth between him and Hermione with great interest. He sneered and dismissed them, informing them that the new time and date for them meeting will be owl'd to them. He turned back to Hermione and found her already half way out of the door.
He sighed and ran to catch up with her, "Hey Granger, wait up."
She sped up, 'probably hoping that it would deter him from questioning her.'
"Wait up," he said finally catching up with her. Now that caught her he had no clue what to say to her. He couldn't just walk up and say 'hey I know what you are!' That would definitely scare her off.
"You're hiding something." He wanted to kick himself; it was the only thing that he could think of.
"I don't know what you're talking about, Malfoy," she sighed.
"You know what I'm talking about Granger, don't play dumb."
He saw her look down for a moment and the suddenly her head shot up and she quickened her pace. "I don't know what you're talking about Malfoy; very few would ever know what goes on in that twisted head of yours."
"You know what goes on in my twisted head….. It's the same thing that goes on in yours."
"I don't have time for this." She groaned. 'Just two more paintings over,' she thought.
'Time' he thought. Since she was so determined to get to her dorm, he knew he needed to say something, anything that would let her know that he knew and that he was there when she was ready to talk.
"Time is a funny thing, isn't Granger? With time comes change, time will often convert your whole life…….. but for others, time can be manipulated," he found himself blurting out.
"W-What?" Hermione gave a nervous laugh, "Talking in circles Malfoy?"
He shook his head, it was sad that people like them would forever have to hide in the shadows, would always have to lock themselves away to protect the others. They were the magical world's best kept secret, one of the monsters that must stay hidden. Nobody deserved that. He suddenly wanted to reach out to her and tell her that there were places that they didn't have to hide, people that would accept her, people that were actually like her, but he knew it was too soon.
"Not circles Granger but when you are ready….. You know where to find me," He said before walking away. The only thought on his mind being that he actually reached out to Granger because he wanted to and he hadn't done it because she was the fallen princess.
Ok so, I went to see Twilight and it was wonderful! So wonderful that we went back twice, lol! I finally got the book and now I'm immediately in love with the series! So know I hope to have a little more insight on Vampires
To answer your question DragonQuillZ, this story will be more of a drama but there will be a little gore and it'll be a little dark. Thank you for your wonderful reviews; BloodJewel , DragonQuillZ , Penzee, TwinsConspiracy , bluehalfmoon13 , Bethany, amrawo, jen, The Epic Tale of Eternality, and SilverGreenBlackisSnakeAttack (for some reason I can't get into the Twilight fanfics either, I don't know if it's because of the form it's written in or what, but at least there is always Harry Potter….. and even better….. Harry Potter with Vamps!)