Love For Blood

Chapter Five

It had been a week since they returned to Hogwarts. Everyone was settling into class schedules and the first years were learning their way around the castle. Draco's eyes had been steadily increasing in red pigment over the week. It had gotten to the point where he had to start wearing light glamours. The primal hunger had also returned. He could smell it, the scent of their blood. Someone at school had werewolf blood flowing through their veins. It was so strong sometimes, he could barely resist the urge to hunt them down like a wild animal.

It was Monday the second week and Draco could barely hold it together. The person had to be in this class or really close to this class and had to have had an open wound. He could smell fresh blood, no longer restrained by the barrier of skin. He knew he was breaking and had to get out of there, now. His hand shot up in the air.

"Yes, Mr. Malfoy?" McGonagall raised an eyebrow at the distressed blond.

"May I be excused to the bathroom?" Malfoy's voice wavered.McGonagall looked taken aback by the thought of interrupting her class for such things.

"Now, Mr. Malfoy, I don't think-" McGonagall started before getting swiftly cut off.

"McGonagall, it's urgent!" Malfoy warned dangerously, his glamours breaking to expose his fully blood-drenched iris'. McGonagall's eyes began to widen as more of his eyes were revealed. McGonagall nodded hastily. Draco stormed from the classroom. He ran to the bathroom to dull the scent. He dropped his robes on the floor leaving him in his undershirt. He splashed his face with cold water. He looked at his wild complexion in the mirror, his eyes their dark crimson to signal hunger.

Then it hit him, that scent. It was getting stronger, as though it was getting closer. Then he heard footsteps in the hall outside. 'Shit, shit, shit, shit.' Draco backed up to the wall and began to growl. He held his face while he slumped over in agony. The footsteps entered the bathroom. They were steadily getting closer and closer.

"Damn, this sure is a nasty papercut. Oh, hey-Malfoy? Are you okay?" Of course, it just had to be him. Malfoy looked up to confirm his suspicions. There stood Harry Potter with a concerned look on his face and a small dribble of blood running down his finger. Concern turned to shock when he saw Draco's eyes. "M-Malfoy, what happened to your eyes?" Harry stuttered. Malfoy smirked and reached where Harry was at in record time.

"They always say you have the worst luck, Potter. I'm starting to believe them," Draco said as he hovered over Harry. "Never thought you would be a wolf, how did you even manage that?" Harry's eyes widened.

"How did you-how did you find out? I was so careful!" Harry questioned distressingly. Draco smirked and shoved Harry against a wall.

"I can smell it all over you," Draco answered as he stalked closer to Harry. Draco pinned Harry's arms to the wall and leaned down to his ear, "and it smells delicious."

"Malfoy, what-" Harry began when Draco plunged into Harry's neck, making Harry release a gasp. Draco drank deeply, forgetting about pesky things like pinning Harry's arms. Harry wasted the newfound free use of his arms to dig his nails into Malfoy's shoulder blades to steady himself, gripping tighter the more Malfoy took. 

"D-Draco," Harry murmured as he was dragged closer by Malfoy. Malfoy wrapped his arms around Harry in order to hold him close. Harry didn't understand what was happening. After a few more gulps, Malfoy detached himself from Harry. Without something to steady his drained body, Harry fell to the floor with a heavy thud. Harry's vision began to blur and darken.

"POTTER!"

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A/N

Short, I know. It just didn't feel right to put the next chapter with this one because it'll be following someone who isn't Draco, plus, kinda cliffhanger (have to fill my evil author urges). I promise it'll be out soon if the computer continues to be kind to me. It probably feels rushed but I am trying to race so that the computer doesn't shut down while I'm writing while sleep-deprived. Lots of love,

~Cam