Love For Blood

Chapter Seven

Ron pulled Harry out of the Great Hall and into a shadow-filled corner where no one would pay attention to them. Ron grabbed the front of Harry's robes and slammed him into the wall.

"Bloody hell, Ron-" Harry started when Ron cut him off.

"Who the hell did that to you?" Ron glared at the side of Harry's neck. Harry internally sighed. 'Here we go again.'

"No one! Just like I told Hermione, they're just mosquito bites!" Harry defended himself.

"You can fool Hermione, but you can't fool me," Harry raised an eyebrow at that statement, "Did you forget I grew up with wizards?" Ron growled.

"Ron, honestly, I don't know what you're going on about," Harry stated simply.

"I'm talking about the fact that you have a vampire bite on your neck," Ron hissed.

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"POTTER!"

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"Are you sure you're not just overreacting, Ron?" Harry asked sarcastically. Harry already knew that vampires don't drink werewolf blood. It's usually considered taboo. Of course, Ron didn't know Harry was a wolf yet. Ron took a step closer.

"I know I'm not overreacting. So tell me who did that to you before I make you," Ron glared dangerously. Even if it was a vampire bite, this was a little uncalled for in Harry's opinion.

"Woah there! Do all Gryffindorks find PDA common practice or just the Golden Trio?" a voice called from behind them. "Seriously, do you have to snog in the hallway?"

"Stuff it, Malfoy," Ron snarled without even turning his head. Harry rolled his eyes at the entire situation

"Could I please go finish my breakfast?" Harry groaned to nobody in particular. Malfoy smiled.

"I'll be taking that off your hands," Mafloy easily removed Harry from Weasley's grasp. "Go along with it," Draco whispered in Harry's ear. "I'm sorry that my puppy caused you so much trouble. Let him out of my sight for one second and he's off causing a commotion. Thank you for watching him until I could retrieve him," Draco said in a sing-song voice, ruffling Harry's raven hair as he talked. Harry blushed at the sudden attention. Ron glowered and stomped into the Great Hall.

"Damn, what did you do to get his knickers in a twist?" Draco chuckled, elbowing Harry. Harry sighed.

"He thinks I'm letting myself be a blood bag for some vampire at school," Harry rolled his eyes. Draco smirked.

"Well, maybe you should cover up that nasty hickey. Kinky girlfriend, Potter?" Draco laughed.

"Bug bites, you swine!" Harry coughed indignantly. Draco rolled his eyes and pinned Harry to the wall.

"Now, you aren't fooling anyone with that lame-ass excuse, Potter," Draco whispered, dangerously close to Harry's face. Harry's eyes widened.

"It wasn't a dream, was it?" Harry whispered, looking between Draco's silver eyes. Draco smirked mischievously.

"As entertaining as knowing you have wet dreams about me is, I'm starving. See you, Potter," Malfoy winked before strutting into the Great Hall. Harry stared wide-eyed at the Great Hall doors. He resigned and walked in the Great Hall.

He walked in and plopped down by Hermione and resumed eating his toast. Ron glared at him the whole time he ate. He sighed and got up.

"Are you guys ready to go?" Harry asked, picking up his bag. Hermione nodded happily and followed Harry, Ron stomping behind. As they walked, Malfoy had accidentally bumped into Ron.

"Watch yourself, inbred," Ron grumbled. Malfoy looked at him in rage.

"Say that to my fucking face, Weasle!" Malfoy yelled after him. Ron turned around his face red and punched Malfoy. Draco smirked and licked the blood that had escaped from his busted lip. He returned the punch with twice the force, knocking Ron to the floor easily. Ron stood up and continued to fight with Draco until he ended up in a corner. Just as Malfoy was about to punch again, Harry stepped in between them.

"I'd cut this fucking shit out before I rip your heads off," Harry whispered dangerously. He turned to glare at Draco with bright glowing green eyes. Draco backed away and he turned his glare to Ron.

"Oh fuck off, you're nothing but a whore," Ron pushed Harry and tried to walk past. Harry grabbed his wild red hair and slammed his face into the wall, pulling out his wand and pressing it to Ron's temple.

"Disrespect me again and I'll kill you," Harry stated simply before slamming his head against the wall again as he left. The group that had crowded to watch the brawl split like the sea for Harry when he walked through. "Let's go, Hermione," Harry smiled and they walked to potions class, Hermione sending Harry cautious glances every now and then.

"The moon's tomorrow, are you ready?" Hermione asked with a worried smile.

"Ready as I can be to break every bone in my body," Harry replied simply. Hermione nodded solemnly. Then she became excited.

"Actually, I made something for you!" Hermione smiled, pulling out a vile of liquid. "It's that potion that Lupin took to control his wolf form, I have perfected it."

"Wow, thank you, Hermione," Harry smiled, pulling Hermione into a warm hug. He put the vile in his bag and they took their seats in potions class.

The potions lesson droned on. In the middle of the class, a piece of crumpled parchment appeared on Hermoine's desk. She opened it in confusion. A blush blazed across her face and she scribbled a quick answer before whispering the incantation to pass it. She looked behind her and Harry followed her line of vision. Pansy. Pansy winked at Hermione as she chewed on her quill. Draco was beside her chuckling as he wrote down study notes. Harry smirked, 'Good idea, Mione.' He grasped a spare piece of parchment. And swiftly wrote down a note, and whispered the same incantation Hermione did. He didn't turn around and concentrated on the teacher.

Draco tilted his head at the parchment on his desk. He unfolded it.

Meet me in the Restroom

-Harry

He grinned at the back of Harry's head.

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