A/N-Here's the next one!

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The next party, which was next week (Merlin, Slughorn did like his parties.) was the Halloween party that he was hosting. I was looking forward to it, since Lorcan promised that he would make the debut of our song there.

The title was 'Necks to You', which, I didn't think was good enough to pass for any song of his. He said that it didn't matter, since he didn't care what other people thought of it, because it was his new favorite.

Sluggy went toward the mini-stage, dressed as a pumpkin. His round, orange self was humorous to watch, rambling across the people with difficulty. From the corner of my eye, I saw Potter and Black snickering, and then when I looked back the words 'I'm too sexy for normal clothes' were etched in bright glittery pink on the back of Sluggy's orange costume.

"May I present to you," Sluggy said jovially, bouncing on the heels of his feet. "The phenomenal Lorcan d'Eath with his new song!"

Lorcan sauntered up with a dark aura around him. He was wearing his velvet black robes and had the hood up, strands of hair falling onto his white forehead.

"Alexandra Hernandez helped me come up with this only last week," he said in his eerily deep, unearthly voice. "I thank you for that."

And then he found me and landed that gaze on me, quite intensely that it made my spine shiver.

"It's not right, the power you have over me I can't stand being a slave to my feelings What a fool I have become Necks to you, dear one.

"I want to caress your neck That sweet scent, Wafting through that inch of skin That endless touch...

"I have to be sure That you're not just some nymph Made up by this deluded mind of mine Necks to you, dear one.

"Must we hide from everyone?
Don't delay it, or else you'll dig my grave Congratulations for making me feel this way."

He continued the song, never flitting his gaze from me. I was horrified at the thought that I had another one added to my list. Remember? That sodding list that made me hide after I realized that I actually had a list in my head??

He looked sinuous on that little platform, born to be standing there and holding that microphone, dangling near the edge and bending forward so the people could hold him. He kept moving, those quick, unblinking movements that you missed if you closed your eyes for more than a moment.

The drums beat incesstantly, and he was banging his head with it, the stand of the microphone twisting and turning as he swerved from the left of the stage and then to the right in the next five seconds.

"Do you think it's cool to walk right up And fuck with my mind?
Well, joke's on you Now I'm feeling alive With the sound of your heartbeat.

"I'd kill a million But I couldn't kill you I've spent so long without you,
It's tearing me apart to.
Necks to you, dear one.

"Touching you makes me feel alive.
Touching you makes me die inside.
Take my hand now...

"Touching you makes me feel alive."

Everyone was ranting and raving and cheering while he was belting out those words. I looked over to Black, and he was staring back at me. Of course, what would have went through his mind wasn't that Lorcan was amazing, but that he couldn't believe that I helped Lorcan with those lyrics.

Honestly, it really wasn't believable that I helped out in those somewhat dark lyrics.

I looked at Sluggy when Lorcan sweared in the song, and he looked at me, thinking if it was true that I helped out. Everyone else was just jumping up and down, screaming their lungs out and singing indefinitely, since it was the first time they heard of it.

Once he got everybody's hands off him, he backed away from the edge, grinning at me as he did. That toothy grin looked a bit threatening. "That was for you, Alex. It seems everybody liked it!"

Everyone hooted in agreement, pushing me forward to the stage. I stepped onto the platform with less grace than I wanted. In my amazament, the song started playing, only in background music this time. Lorcan took my hand and we headed toward a dark corner, and like before, he started inhaling the scent of my wrists.

Instead of being panicked and afraid like a normal person, I was mesmerized, by the way he moved and how inhumane he acted.

His voice started screaming in the background.

He moved closer, his breath evident on my neck. The sense of touch seemed to magnify at that place. I was well aware of his open mouth and my breath hitching. I held the back of his neck and pulled him closer, sitting on his lap. He seemed cold as death now, no longer the warm person of last week.

"I want it," I murmured, the words coming out of my lips before I realized what I had said. There was something hypnotizing when it came to him. "You want it too. Just take a taste, it won't hurt."

"No," he informed me, but it sounded more like he was trying to convince himself. "I cannot. You're too precious to be broken."

This angered me, with no apparent reason. I kissed his lips viciously, passionately, you could call it. The black devil wings behind me were crushed against the wall. He seemed to forget everything as well, and I felt the tips of his teeth on my tongue. They weren't as dull as they looked. They were incredibly sharp when I pressed my tongue to it.

A drop of blood escaped when it got cut. Lorcan hissed and his eyes flashed. He looked so frighteningly beautiful, those dark eyes menacing against his white skin. He had a seductive smile on his face, and he slowly dipped his head toward the skin below my collarbbone.

I could feel my chest heaving up and down, I had a hard time breathing for some reason. I felt the teeth cut through my skin, the blood gushing out in small amounts, I think as he intended, in order not to kill me. I felt his tongue licking at the blood, the warm breath back, numbing the skin of my chest.

My hand grazed his hard chest in delight. I slid them over his broad shoulders and then down his chest, toward his stomach, where I felt a set of hard, formed six-pack.

"Not enough," I complained. "Take more of me."

He looked up at me with uncertainty in his eyes. "Don't presume that I can stop myself. You taste better than I thought."

But at the look of my face, he found pleasure and he sipped and fed from me, my energy draining. My eyes were blurring and I started to weaken. I distinctly remembered muttering a soft, "Stop, I--I can't handle it anymore."

He didn't stop, something animal-like had taken over his face. He was purring in satisfaction.

At least, if I died, I knew that I died with his mouth the last thing to touch me. I was ready to die, when I felt his weight being pulled off me. The next was a damp cloth placed over my chest, and a frantic trail of orders coming from somebody's lips.

My eyesight was still blurred, and I hear a profusion of apologies that sounded like whipsers in my ears. I uttered the okay's and really's to Lorcan, who looked mad at himself. His features were easily defineable even in my blurred eyes.

"Kates?" you know who it was when that name is used. "Talk to me. Please, don't go. Your heart is barely beating."

Ironically, the background music that was Lorcan bellowing out the lines: Now I'm feeling alive, with the sound of your heartbeat. How very ironic that was. It was an oxymoron. Damn, I am going out of my mind, I'm rambling about oxymorons!

"I almost killed you," Lorcan whispered in horror. "I can never forgive myself now."

"Like hell you did," Black barked. "What the hell?"

"Could you please stop using hell?" I murmured, still weak. The pain in my chest was still there, and I felt my heart accelerating in effort to keep me alive. It throbbed so loud that it was a surprise that no one could hear it.

But then, my heart was also soft and slowing. I didn't understand.

Then Slughorn poured a small amount of essence of Dittany on the cut. My bleeding eased up and it looked like the bite was weeks old. A fading scar only in sight. I brushed away my full bangs in irritation. They were in the way and my forehead started forming beads of sweat. My eyesight started turning clearer, and I recognized faces huddled in a circle around me, all wearing looks of concern. The nearest was Black and Lorcan.

Oh geez...I really was misplaced when the hat put me in Slytherin. Why weren't they cheering at my almost-demise?

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A/N-I know that I haven't been putting in anything else about Sirius and James and/ or Lily, but that'll be coming later. I really just want to try doing these and...you know...VAMPIRE! Reviews, but I do appreciate the quiet readers, I just wish that they'd know how much reviews mean to me. xoxo's.