well well i really did manage to get this one done quickly X) i hope you like it
Chapter 7:
Lonliness was a common emotion for me in my immortal lifetime. I had been alone for the better part of 800 years only letting myself get remotly close to others of my kind, or of other kindred. It was just that easy to break my own rule with Malfoy and Longbottom. With little else to do during my time in the hospital wing my mind ofter wanders to the pair. Was there anything i could have done, any way that i could have prepared them that would have made it easier for them to accept me? Maybe, but they have been reaised in fear of my kind. to the immortals are the most terrifying beings. Maybe i am being a pessimist here, but its in my nature to be logical about a situation and look at the facts rather than let myself believe that there could be hope. Though the worst times are when i start imagining my mate to be (hopefully) rejecting me or finding another mate while i have to finish school. Damn this whole thing! why couldnt he have been a student here rather than a teacher. It would have been much more convineant for me. I could openly woo him and everything would be better.
In my weakened state i have occasionally found myself wanting to cry, even though i have refused myself for a long time. Without fresh blood my body soon will be out of my control, even with the restraining charms. They will prevent me from attacking a human, but anything else is really fair game. It was during one of my self pity sessions that the Twins of Terror arrived to visit me. They went into great detail of their latest prank even going to far as to use my own arms for their grsturing. If i had the energy i would have been laughing my arse off at the sight of Ron with a pigs face during dinner the previous night scoffing down the food on the table. They then mention that they had spoken to Longbottom and Malfoy about me looking unwell and lets just say their replies werent what the pair had been expecting. Fred'd had to hold George back after the real fighter of the two rose to my defence and punched Draco in the nose... That explains a lot.
Occasionally i feel the scabs on my back crack a little and more of my blood would drain away from me. I guess its better that i die here and now. Really it is. Its not like i wish that Draco or Neville will realise what is wrong with me and tell Madame Pomfery. I really dont.
When i wake up almost a week into my stay at the infermery i see the identical grinning faces of Fred and Geroge. Their story of the day was the classic explosive temper of our most beloved potions master (haha how little they know) and the monumental proportions it had grown to. Neville apparently had once again left the class in tears, but recieved several detentions that would be making certain potions perfectly before being allowed to leave. Griffindore had nearly half the points they were earning removed almost as quickly as the house was earning them. They were getting a good laugh out of it because really who cared about the house cup when there was better things to do, but i knew more about the situation. My childe was without his sire. Without that grounding he would become unstable and attack people. Damn i would have thought once the headmaster knew what his professor was he would have a temporary sire/ elder vampire step in and look after the fledgling. It seems the old fool is worse off in the head than i thought.
I try to reach out to my childe. hoping to calm the bond, but severus is on the other side of the castle down tucked away in his dungeons like usual. That isnt to say though that it was without reward that i opened my mind to my bonds.
"so alone..." echoed through the walls of the old castle. "cold... bored... hungry. Am I abandoned?" for a moment i would have believed that these were the thoughts of my childe, but that bond was too distant for this.
"I'm sure you havent been abandoned. Who could be so cruel?" i attempt to concole the creature calling out.
"a speaker?!" It exclaims "I havent met a human speaker in such a long time. The last was a rude boy who knew nothing of how to treat the queen of serpents!" the snake growled
"hush milady. it would not do to judge people who are untaught. This boy... if it is the one i think you speak of he would have had good reason for not knowing how to adress one such as yourself." I think about what she had said before. "Queen of Serpents" that must be a Bassilisk. I think i remember Secerus telling me about their being a wonderous beast within his fathers chamber. "also i feel the need to correct you, i am not quite human, but a night walker. your masters son Secerus Slytherin was my sire. It is how i inherited my ability of snake speach."
We spoke at great length after that, mainly about her masters and even about my life as a vampire. I told her about Severus and she promises not to harm him in any way. she grew angry when i explained about the stone last year and how such artifacts came to be, but what made Sarina (thats her name) truly mad was the way that my 'friends' had acted at the discovery of what i am. It was nice to hear that she cared, but talking with her took up magic that i didnt have to spare. Soon after talking with Sarina I feel myself fall into some sort of coma, or thats what the mediwitch called it. I am fully awake, but there is little to no sense of time. i cant see anything and i cant move my body at all. I can feel the glamour charm break down revealing the scars and wounds on my back, but the mediwitch hasnt seen anything yet. She is still under the impression that i have no outward injuries. I feel the tingling of magic leaving my turning mark leaving it visable as well. Even with those signs though she wont be able to tell i am a vampire while my other charms are in place.
Two days... i think. It feels like two days, it could have been months but i dont think i would have lasted that long. It seemed that news of my condition had reached the students because the twins were once again visiting and placing get well cards beside my bed. They're laughing at all the people who havent spoken two words to me are sending cards to you, they even have one from their little sister that has some disgusting poem in it that they read out mock seriously before cracking up. I would have loved to join them but i can feel how much they care.
Actually it was during this visit that Draco and Neville turn up. Or at least they came with the back up of Severus.
"Madame, I have had two students come to me declaring that they have some information that could save the brat." The silky voice of my childe echos slightly in the large room.
"well, what is it boy?" she tries to coax the Malfoy heir into speaking.
"Well it was like this... attheendoflastyearhetoldushe isavmpire"
For a second the others seemed to try and decifer what was said. Failing that Neville explained.
"He found out about the stone. He got really angry about it and while explaining that a stone is created through the sacrifice of an entire clan of vampires he let slip that he is one." again there was a moment of silence and the boy seemed to get nervous again "... a vampire that is." he rambled.
Always the cautious one the matron questioned the boys. "What happened next? are you absolutly certain that the boy spoke the truth?" I could feel the heat of the pairs embarrasment at having to admit this.
"Well we... we didnt really get a chance to, because well you see, we- uh- well there wasnt much else for us to- and we couldnt really. Um well it wasnt that i..." Neville really fell apart under the gazes.
"We left." Draco managed to whisper.
"You mean you ran?!" the twins yelled together seeming to startle to two adults who forgot they were here.
"boys! calm yourselves!" Pomfery chastisised the pair.
"but how could they run? Slytherins are supposed to be loyal to their own! isnt that why the griffindores cant touch them, because they support eachother, but they couldnt help him when he needed help. He wound up in the hospital wing at the end of the year because of that stone!" the twins yelled again, but i was more concerned with the anger from my childe. he was getting out of control. the yelling stopped when Severus let out a growl. I need to do something. Opening our bond i gather some of his strength and force myself to my childes side.
"Hush now. be calm." I whisper into his ear before biting on my mating claim and drinking. Draco and Neville are once again scared but i just drink from my childe calming us both. Once he is once again in control enough of himself that he no longer wants to attack his godson i release him. Unable to hold my weight i fall, but manage barely to remain concious. I am falling fast, even though the twins caught me i am still falling. I need more blood, but... suddenly someones hand is in my face making me look up and see Draco with a determined look on his face telling me to drink. I smile slightly but refuse. before he can argue which he would have I manage to say.
"No control, would drink dry. bloodpacks my room."
after a moment he seemed to understand because he was bolting from the room with perpous. Severus takes me from the twins arms and the others in the room seem confused why he seems to be so gentle with me, but they knew not to ask just yet. i enjoyed being in his arms even if i felt so rediculously short right now. hmm i wonder how long it will be before i can justify re aging myself...
"I dont blame them you know." i manage to whisper horsely. I wonder why it changed all of a sudden, my voice was fine before. "it was how they were raised to behave, both of them. We are monsters to them. It wasnt always like that and maybe someday it will change again, but not much has-" i was interrupted by draco returning with the blood i so desperatly need.
after drinking severus spoke.
"You attacked me." it was a statement not a question but i still felt the need to answer.
"Yes, I am your sire." Severus nodded simply at the aknowledgment. suddenly i feel the skin of my back beginging to knit back together... with my clothes on. "Sev... i need you to take my top off. Just do it, you'll understand."
Confused, but not repulsed Severus did as he was told and growled when he managed to pull the clothing off of me with minimal damage.
"when did this happen?"
"It doesnt matter for now, i just need time to heal." The others gathered in the room watch as the wounds on my back patch themselves back together with minimal scarring. Once the process was complete and i finished the remainder of the blood Draco brought me the qestions begun.
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