Chapter Twenty Nine: Draco and Hermione.

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"I was just about to get Blaise." I heard her whisper. I chuckled and I felt her pass out. Why the fuck did she pass out. I pulled her up onto my knees. My god she was fucking sexy when she slept. And she weighed about a pound I swear.

"Hermione, I love you so much." I whispered to her before kissing her gently. I felt her kiss back. I held her tighter and she didn't have as much energy in the kiss as I thought she would. "Herione are you okay?" I whispered not wanting to hurt her as she looked paler and weak. 

"I gave some of my power to you to let you live. I'm going to die Draco." She whispered to me and my heart died.

"No. There's got to be something I can do. Anything Hermione!" I begged her whispering still, but this time desperate and crying.

"You know there's only one way." She whispered hoarsely. She was dying and quickly.

"Do it Hermione. I want you to mark me. Bond with me. Be with me. Hermione. Please." I begged her wrapping her arms around my waist. She nodded and she looked into my eyes. I heard a voice calling my name. Parkinson. I knew she was obsessed with me. But really?

"Drackie!!" She called wrapping me in her arms. I went pale and a slight shade of green feeling incredibly sick. Hermione was still in my arms and she looked furious. Parkinson then kissed me. "What are you doing with this filth Drackie?!" She asked with venom. Hermione was stood up. She looked unrecognisable. "Where did the filth go?" She asked into my neck. The next thing I knew Hermione had punched her across the room smacking her head in the far wall. I knew she had a punch but wow. She made her fly across the room like she was an aerodynamic feather. I turned around and Hermione had Parkinson in a head lock. I couldn't help but laugh. I went over to Hermione and kissed her. Full on the lips. I held her head as she kissed back. Hermione's arms where covered in tattoos and she had double fangs along with pitch black hair and eyes. She had veiny cracks in her face with a hardened expression. And I couldn't help but feel aroused. I smiled at Hermione and looked in Parkinson's eyes. 

"Well, I should let her bite you. I should just - " I stared before she snogged me. I pulled away and wiped my mouth, and I looked up and Hermione was draining Parkinson of her blood. That was until she passed out. Hermione I mean, Hermione passed out, turning back to herself. She was weak and Parkinson hadn't helped. I waved my wand at Parkinson and her neck was in a bandage still bleeding and she was laid on a hospital bed. I kissed Hermione and she woke. Clinging onto my neck. Breathless and panting. I lifted her up and sat her down on my knee. I knew that we had to mate. I whispered to her, "Hermione, bite and mark me, make me yours." 

"Okay, hold still my love." She said to me and I did as I was told. She let the vampire take over and it was dying. I put her through this for making her wait. And for being a dick to her for all those years. The vampire within her took no hesitation in biting my gently sucking my blood from the base of my neck connecting to my right shoulder.

Hermione's POV. (Vampire.)

I let my vampire take control for the marking me being a background. I took no hesitation in biting Draco on the base of his neck connecting to his right shoulder. My vampire was a day away from dying. I moaned slightly at the taste of his blood he did too. My lips caressed his neck while I was biting him and I made sure it felt pleasurable instead of painful. He groaned and pulled my head further into his neck. I bit him as hard as I could knowing that I needed to. He groaned and fell backwards onto the floor. He started to feel it badly and smashed a nearby glass on the floor to stop me. I stopped and he had temporary fangs. I looked at him and he sat back up biting my neck. Hard. I moaned and pushed his head into my neck like he did to me. I licked my lips and felt his blood. I held onto his muscled arms and he let go of my neck. Our sexual desires kicking in. Massively. I apparated out of school grounds. I'd apologise to Minerva later. I had broken the wards for thirty seconds while I landed in my old house. It was still mine, I had yet to sell it. I landed laying flat on my back with Draco above me as our desire got out of hand.

We pawed at each others naked bodied before he bound my arms crossed above my head to my old bed. He pounded into me as I broke the chains on my hands and held onto his blonde locks pulling them to make him stop for a minuet as he hurt me. Taking my virginity, painting the sheets a light red. He looked and felt sorry as the pain subsided into a dull throb and I moved my hips as a sign for him to move. And he did just that.

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Multiple hours and rounds of sweat dripped onto my old sheets later, I decided to try and move, but ended up falling on my arse. Damn that stupid ferret. I couldn't walk and I couldn't feel my legs. Fuck him. Wait... That's what got me into this mess. Shit.

"Hey, love?" He asked. I could tell her was going to mock me.

"What?" I asked.

"Can't you walk?" He teased. I sent a hex at him and he chuckled before climbing out of bed and dressing me. I hated it. And loved it at the same time. He got dressed himself and he stood me up apparating us back to Hogwarts after cleaning the sheets, but leaving the strong scent of sex behind us. We had to visit Minerva.

When we arrived Minerva was waiting for us in the hospital wing. We arrived with a crack as I undid the wards again when we landed in Hogsmead. 

"Ah, Mister Malfoy, Miss Granger. How lovely for you to come back." She said. I gulped and so did Draco. I still couldn't feel my legs and I was lucky Draco was holding onto me with a death grip. It didn't take her long to notice the mark on Draco's neck as he left some of his shirt undone. She gasped and looked at me accusingly before I revealed my mark on my neck and she was quick to notice that I wasn't standing on my own and that there where chain marks imprinted on my wrists and there was a little blood on our clothes. I looked at her...

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