A/N: I got a lovely review saying they wondered what would happen if Draco found out about the book being written by a muggle, so this chapter was really inspired by you (and the fact I haven't really focused on Mia's powers of such). Also, I honestly think i've spelt Mia's name wrong as compared to how I pronounce it. So if you're curious it really should be Mya.

Well, for some reason Draco felt the obscene need to try and search for vampire books after reading Dracula and unfortunately ended up finding out it was written by a muggle. Which really wasn't a situation Mia wanted to find herself in again.

"I asked in the library who Bram Stoker is" Draco said once his roommate had returned from a quidditch practice of which he hadn't been needed. (Not that he was on great speaking terms with Jacob again).

"Oh?" She questioned cautiously. There were only a few muggle books in the library and all were dull muggle-studies related, it was very unlikely he had found anything out, though he didn't look too pleased. Maybe that was just his normal expression.

"There was nothing, so i got a house elf to find out for me" Then again, maybe not. A look of despise arose on the blondes features as he stood up, making his way towards Mia, the book in question gripped tightly in his pale hands causing the pages to bend up at odd angles.

"You thought it was good!" That just seemed to make him more disgusted.

"What if i'd asked mother about it? Or father?" The smile that had been playing on the raven haired girls lips vanished at that. She really hadn't even considered it, how could she have been so stupid?

"I didn't think" she spoke quietly, biting down on her lower lip.

"You never do" Draco retorted, using all of his strength to throw the book straight at her head spine first, a move that would have easily knocked her back several paces. Which really wasn't a good idea as said book didn't even have a chance to reach her before her hand shooting out and it getting sent sideways, hitting the wall with a crack. Draco blinked several times, more confused than anything, though he quickly focused in on how dark the younger's eyes had gone, the green in her hair almost invisible. "Mia?" he whispered, realising something was very wrong and took a careful step forward. She didn't move really, well apart from her head tilting to the left slightly. "Mia?" he tried again, taking another step, and another. He stopped a foot or so in front of her, and somehow resisted the urge to jump back as she spoke, her voice sounding... wrong, having a sickly sweet air about it.

"That wasn't very nice" The third year shook his head, deciding his best option was just to agree. She seemed like she had been last year in Lockhearts disastrous defence against the dark arts lesson, and that really hadn't gone well for anyone. Taking a shakey breath, he reached out slowly, playing his hand on her shoulder without her reacting.

"Mia, calm down" he said quietly, hoping it would work, "Please Mi" the younger girls eyes flashed back and forth between green and black for several seconds as an internal battle went on inside her head, though they ended up staying black. Draco also ended up getting shoved, a lot harder than should have been possible for Mia into the far wall, although thankfully the same cracking sound that had been heard earlier with the book was not repeated. Before he could focus properly she was above him, her face blank just as before. "Mi" He croaked through a cough, attempting to get up from the slump he was in but failing and deciding to stay still instead. Somehow that seemed to get through to her though, as her eyes flickered between colours once more. But when they did finally go back to green – albeit a darker shade than usual, it was a horrified look they held. She sunk down to her knees, her legs unable to hold her weight any longer.

Draco waited a few more seconds just to be of no repeat attacks, before half crawling over to her and pulling the smaller form into his arms. She stayed stiff at first, but finally her arms slowly tightened around his body, her hands gripping at the black t-shirt he was wearing as though he would disappear any moment.

"You ok?" He asked when she hadn't moved for several minutes. She didn't answer at first, and instead buried her head deeper against his shoulder, taking comfort in his smell.

"Mhm" she mumbled out, her breath warm against his skin. The blonde refused to leave it at that however, and hesitantly pried Mia off, ignoring the whimpering sounds of protest she was making.

"I'm sorry" He said, lifting her chin up to look into her eyes, of which were thankfully back to normal. She let him hold her chin but refused to meet his grey orbs.

"It wasn't your fault" She said eventually, glancing up to look at him for a moment.

"It was. I didn't think" He said, changing around his earlier words. Mia frowned slightly trying to move closer to him again, but Draco held her at arms length. "If I admit it was a good book, are we alright again?" A small half choked laugh left the younger's lips and she gave a slight nod happy to change the subject.

"'l'll think next time"

"So will I" The blonde agreed, holding her close again.

A/N: Any questions? Tips? Just want to say you're still reading it? Leave a comment it'll make my day! (Seriously i'm sad like that :P )