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Gringotts: Hermione/Sanguini [Hermione - Pairings]

Ultimate Hermione Pairing Challenge: Hermione/Sanguini

February Event: 23. (quote) "Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that." (Martin Luther King Jr), 26. (word) Devoted/Devotion

Word Count: 353

When Hermione opened her eyes, she knew that something bad had happened to her. It couldn't have been anything good with her heart not beating and the necessity to breathe non-existent.

"You look divine," a voice said, startling her. Her head shot round, quicker than was possible for her human body, and locked onto a dark figure. "I apologise if I scared you, my dear," he spoke. He didn't take a step out of the shadows, and if she was honest with herself, she didn't need him to. She could see him clearly.

"Sanguini," she breathed. He smiled.

"You know who I am," he spoke, more to himself than her. "Of course you do. It's fate."

"Excuse me?" she gasped, taking note of how cold she was and how her throat was burning with this need. "What have you done to me?"

"I've made you better," he told her. "You had such potential, and I couldn't allow it to be wasted on those schoolboys that you associated yourself with. You deserve better."

"I deserved the chance to make that decision for myself," she argued but he wasn't listening to her.

"You see, I've lived a long life and as I grow older but never changing, I lose my humanity. You're here to change that, my mate."

"I'm not your mate," she hissed. "I feel no draw to you."

"You will," he promised.

"Why me?" she asked,, her emotions changing from anger to sadness in seconds. "I don't understand why you had to choose me."

"Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that."

"But why me? I don't love you."

"You're light," he responded. "You're the golden girl, one of the faces of the light side. You'd drive out my darkness."

"But what about your hatred?"

"I feel no hatred," he replied. "And when I do, your love, will clear me steer." She grimaced as he appeared before her, tucking a loose curl behind her ear. "Come. You must be thirsty. I'll look after you, of course. I'm solely devoted to you."