Vampire kissed.

Introduction:

Draco's Point of view~
The feeling of a thousand knives came and hit me all at once. Digging into my skin causing my throat to burn as I screamed in agony. My father stood before me, slowly ending the curse. But I knew this wasn't over, it was far from it.
He grabbed me by the throat and  lifted me to my feet, and when I was safely on them , I thought of the worst plan ever; I rose my shaking fist and punched him. I knew it was stupid, I repeated it over and over again, but I was tired of the abuse. I was tired of following through my father's choices and never making any of my own.
He was in front of me in a flash, but I didn't see if he used his hand or a spell, it was too fast. A crushing blow struck my chest — I felt myself flying backward, and then heard the crunch as my head bashed into the mirror. The glass buckled, some of the pieces shattering and splintering onto the wooden floor beside me.

I was too stunned to feel the pain. I couldn't breathe yet.

He walked toward me slowly. But I ignored his movement, scrambling on my hands and knees, crawling toward the other door.

He was over me at once, his foot stepping down hard on my leg. I heard the sickening snap before I felt it. But then I did feel it, and I couldn't hold back another scream of agony. I twisted up to reach for my leg, and he was standing over me, smiling.
"Would you like to bring back Voldemort?" He spoke sweetly. "Burn in hell!" I hissed before he smashed my head of the ground. I lay on my stomach and then I felt his foot snap down on my back hard. I screamed out tears falling down my face before I heard felt him roll me over and undo his trousers. "No..." I tried to plead with him but it was lost cause, I couldn't move even if I wanted to.

Black dots swam my vision but they cleared, when I heard him mutter secta sempra;  as I heard the door  slamming open, and  in a blurry haze I saw the ministry and my uncle. The weight of my father disappeared but I heard his shouts. Mr Wesley ran to me and handed me a pain potion. I tried to reach for it by my body didn't move. "I can't." I spoke as Blaise and Theo appeared by my side. But I didn't focus on them, I couldn't for all I saw was Mr Wesley.  He nodded tears clouding his vision before he sat me up. I screamed in agony and now that my had disappeared everyone turned to me. "I'm sorry Draco." He spoke, as he helped me take the potion.

But I couldn't swallow for I coughed up blood. My uncle's fangs snapped down, with Theo's and Blaise's but I looked my uncle in the eye. "Turn me please." He was by my side in seconds, but he hesitated. "I can't." The words repeated in my mind.  "Please, you turned Blaise and Theo why not me?" I spoke my voice cracking in the middle.  
Mr Wesley shifted as he held me in his arms but a  scream erupted from my lips again, but it was then I felt fire rage through my veins. I screamed before my eyes slowly succumbed to darkness.

I begged for death as the venom ran through my veins, but in the background I could hear Blaise and Theo talking to one another, soothing me with every scream I did, until I could no longer. I felt my leg heal and then so did my back. This time I begged for death.

I could hear my heartbeat, thudding loudly against my ribs before it ceased to exist. Everything was silent but I focused on the fire. Then it died out and all I felt was the coldness-my eyes snapped opened and the first thing I did was search the room, for what my brain screamed for. Blood. But when I found none,  I could see just how dusty Malfoy manor truly was; I saw a spider climb up the bookshelf, creating a web as she went. My eyes shifted towards Blaise and Theo as they looked at me. I then turned to my uncle. He looked at me intently and then I found the tension in the atmosphere die down. I appeared in front of them, curious as to why they were here, for I remembered nothing but begging for death. They smiled at me though it was forced.
"How are you feeling Draco?" A sudden burning sensation rose in my throat and an animalistic growl escaped my lips. "Yeah you need to eat, and quickly." Blaise spoke, as he walked to the balcony. I followed with Theo and my uncle before I stood safely on the ledge before I jumped. They followed and together we ran through the woods.

I stopped as I saw the Wesley's, Granger and Potter leave the wonky house. "Draco don't, they're innocent." I was about to go for weasel, but when Granger laughed, I stopped and watched her, her blood smelt so good, and I wanted to taste, but my subconscious held me back. I licked my lips before I followed the sound of hooves. I couldn't hurt her, and for some reason it bugged me.  

I drank three deer's dry and when I was done the hunger had lessoned. "Wow you handle that better than we did." Theo spoke as we ran back to Malfoy Manor, the sunlight streaming in through the branches.
Upon arriving at Malfoy manor I stopped short when I heard the thudding of a heartbeat. "Draco relax, and concentrate on the humanity." Blaise spoke, I slowly walked forwards and when we entered Pansy stood before us. "Draco!" She spoke, smiling before coming to give me a hug. I heard her heartbeat and I licked my lips, the hunger slowly returning. "Draco your ice cold." She spoke, as she stepped away. I ignored her focusing on her neck, before she snapped me away. "Why are your eyes red?" Her curiosity sounded through the room.

"Pansy I think its best if you stay away for a few months." I spoke. "Why?" I felt my fangs slipped down inside my mouth and I clenched my hands into fists. "Pansy we just need to see to a few things." Blaise spoke, hoping to get her away before I tore her to shred, but he seemed stress and I wanted to take it away. Slowly he un-tensed but  we stared at her. She frowned in confusion and stepped closer, but a growl escaped my lips. "I think its best if you stay away, your not our friend nor where you ever!" Blaise snapped growing stressed once more, but looking her in the eyes, as tears fell down her face, before she apparated away.

Pansy~ Stumbling blindly through the haze of tears I walked through Digon alley. How could Blaise say those things? How could Theo stand by and watch, and what was with Draco? He hadn't spoken to me in three days and when I hugged him he tensed like a statue, the only sound coming from him was an animalistic growl...
I crashed into someone and when I stood I found Dean Thomas in front of me. I never spoke to him, in fact the only reason I knew his name was because he was in some of my classes at Hogwarts. "Need a hand?" He spoke smiling kindly. "I think I need more than a hand up." I mumbled to myself before I took it. He heaved me to my feet, but never let go off my hand. "Your crying?" I turned away and swiped the tears away before I turned back to him. "I'm fine." I spoke as it started to pour down with the rain. I shivered and he smiled. "Come let me get you somewhere warm." He spoke, as he placed this weird thing above his head.

When we reached something called a flat, he called out. "dudes I'm home!" I shivered and all around Gryffindor's surrounded me. I bit my lip and Dean smiled. "Come on sit down I'll get you something warm to drink." I nodded and did as he said looking out the window the tears falling once more as I replaying what happened.

"I hated doing that." He spoke, and I looked away. But my uncle appeared. "I have never seen a new-born vampire control their instincts they way you did." He spoke, before his red eyes had curiosity in them. "Lets see what your abilities are?" I frowned and slowly we began...