A/N: Wow, 15 reviews for the first chapter, that's what I like to see. I just wanted to let you know I will be doing my best to update all of my stories by tomorrow afternoon, as I am going to a concert featuring seether, three days grace and breaking Benjamin tomorrow night and I'm pretty sure I'll be too excited to write when I get home. Thanks for the reviews and enjoy.

Last time:

His urge was strong, uncontrollable even, giving him strength he didn't know he had. He pushed her against the wall, pinning her body with his while using one hand to hold hers to prevent her from hitting him.

"You are mine Granger, always mine" he growled before lowering his mouth to her neck, and piercing her soft flesh with his teeth, drinking the blood he so desperately needed, her blood.

Now:

Hermione woke up the next morning with a pounding headache. She looked around, trying to figure out where she was, but it was no use, she would just have to wait until someone came to her. As her headache slowly faded, glimpses of the day before started to come to her. She could remember going to Diagon Alley, stopping at a few stores, eating lunch, being ambushed by Lucius...being ambushed by Lucius, she jumped from the bed, headache forgotten and ran to the bathroom where she could see two marks on her neck, clear as day.

"Oh Merlin" she breathed as she ran her fingers over the slightly bruised punctures.

"I see your awake." a voice drawled from behind her.

Hermione turned around instantly, "What the hell did you do to me? Am I a vampire now?" she screamed.

"No, my dear, you are not a vampire, that is my role." he laughed "I want you to come with me, I have much to explain to you."

"I will not, I am leaving...now." she roared as loud as she could, trying to sound somewhat intimidating

"I'm afraid, love, that you will not be going anywhere, your body wont allow it."

"My body will allow it." she replied, sweeping past him, having absolutely no clue where she was going.

Lucius didn't go after her, he just leaned against the door frame and waited. Hermione made it about fifty feet away from him before her body turned on it own accord and walked back towards him.

"What the hell?" she yelled as she neared him.

"I told you Hermione, we need to talk." he said with a smirk

"Don't call me Hermione, only my friends can call me that." she hissed

"I will call you as I please, now come with me so I can explain some things to you."

Hermione huffed, but followed him anyway, knowing her body would go against her. They walked through the manor and into his study, where he pointed to the chair across from his desk and to her to sit.

"I'm sitting, now what the hell did you do to me?"

Lucius sat back in his chair and looked to the witch in front of him, "I am a vampire and you are now my blood mate." he said simply, like this was an everyday conversation

"Your blood what?" she screamed.

"Please let me finish." he stated in a polite, yet controlling voice, "You are my blood mate. I was bitten and turned into a Vampire four days ago. I called for my healer, who explained that I would need to find someone of your...qualifications, to be my blood mate, allowing me to live as normal of a life possible. When I found you yesterday, I was already growing weak and needed to find a mate quickly. When I smelled your blood, my instincts took over and I claimed you."

"That still doesn't explain why I cant leave."

"Because Hermione, when I claimed you yesterday, a bond was formed between us, we will be together for eternity. I should probably let you know that the bond has not fully formed and it needs to be completed in a relatively short amount of time."

"What could be left?" she asked, suddenly confused

"I have to claim you completely, you see, The bond was only half formed when I bit you, that part protects me by preventing you from leaving. The second part of the bond is for your protection, allowing you to stay healthy and your blood replenished. With out the second part formed, you will be deceased within a week, but I will have time to find a new blood mate before I am in danger."

"I...will...not...allow...this." she seethed, "I will not give myself to you."

"You have no choice, My instinct will take over and I will claim you willingly or unwilling, it's your decision, but as half of the bond has already been formed, you will allow me to take you when the time comes."

Hermione stood from her chair, "I want to go lay down. I need to let my mind wrap around this."

Lucius nodded and walked around her chair, "You may lay down, but I must walk you there and leave you."

"Why?"

"As my blood mate, you cannot leave me as you noticed earlier, but I can leave you, allowing us some space apart from each other."

"So I cant be more then fifty feet from you unless you allow it?" she asked feeling completely scandalized.

" That is correct, now let us be off so you can rest."

Hermione followed him out of the study and back to her room where she quickly fell asleep, as her body was still week from Lucius's feeding from the day before. Lucius left her room and went back to his study, he needed to do more research on the bindings.

Later that night, Lucius lay in his bed asleep when he felt his body tingling. He instantly woke up, knowing Hermione was trying to escape, it was part of his protection from the first part of the binding. He mentally thought about her, knowing she would come to him. He waited for about two minutes before an angry Hermione came walking into his room.

"This isn't fair!" she shouted, realizing she would never be able to get away.

Lucius stood from his bed and walked over to the angry girl, he pulled her to his body and lowered his mouth to her neck, the urge to feed over taking him again. Hermione tilted her head, allowing him to take what he needed, "Must be part of the binding" she thought to herself, knowing it was the only logical explanation to why she was willingly allowing this. Once Lucius had finished, he licked the spots on her neck, making her give off a slight moan. Lucius felt her moan course through his body and knew it was time to form the second part of the binding.