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BITE:me	By : CallMeJellybean Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 2803 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hermione ran hard and fast, all the way back to Gryffindor tower, her lungs burning furiously. Tears flowed from her eyes and stained her cheeks, she swiped at them defiantly. Who was she to cry over Draco Malfoy? She hated him. He hated her. Oh, how he hated her. The very thought made her cry more. She knew what was happening. She knew there was no way to avoid it. Draco Malfoy was a vampire. Every vampire has a mate, someone whose blood is perfect for them, they have no choice in who it is, but their body, mind and soul is usually devoted completely to their mate once they find them. A vampire can resist their mate sometimes, but their mate can never resist them.

Hermione knew full well that she was indeed Draco Malfoy's mate. She would spend the rest of her life in love with the one person she had hated for years. And yet the same man, could still hate her. Hermione ran through the common room, leaving a concerned Ron and Harry in her wake. She fled to her dorm and threw herself into her four poster, feeling as though her insides were breaking apart. She spelled her curtains shut, threw up a silencing charm and cried herself to sleep.

Draco sat high in the air, perched atop the highest point on the Astronomy tower. Obviously, it was the best place to view the stars, the quietest place on the grounds and hence, the best place to think.

Hermione Granger.

Hermione… Granger…

Gryffindor… Member of the Golden Trio… mudblood…

How would his father ever accept this?

What would Voldemort do if he found out?

What could happen to her?

What if she were to be hurt? Draco growled low in his throat at the thought. She would NOT be hurt.

How could she be his mate? Of all the students at Hogwarts, why did it have to be her? Granted, it could have been worse–a lot worse. It could have been a man, or worse, someone stupid. Granger had brains–Draco had to give her that. It could have been a Hufflepuff. Gryffindor was far from his favorite house, but Draco could at least respect their bravery and loyalty. At least his mate wasn't superficial. Most of the other girls in the school had little dignity left. They were all so concerned about who was wearing what and who was screwing who… Hermione was even, most likely, a virgin to boot. The very thought made a warmth pool in Draco's abdomen. His mate was pure, untouched… completely his.

And he would make her his own. It could have been worse, and try as he might to deny it, Hermione Granger had the most amazing blood he had ever tasted. He could live without her, he knew that… he just didn't want to.

With his decision made, Draco swooped down from the Astronomy tower and went back to the Slytherin dungeons for a few hours of sleep.

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"I dunno, love, she looked really upset." Harry said as he stroked his fingers along the pale skin of his partner.

"Perhaps it is that time of month for Hermione." Harry's lover responded with a smirk. Harry swatted him.

"I'm serious here. I'm worried about her."

Pale fingers reached out and pushed Harry's chin up so that his emerald eyes met a burning gaze. "Don't worry about it tonight while you can do nothing; leave it until tomorrow morning when you can help her. You can talk to her over breakfast. Perhaps she will even feel better."

Harry smiled at his lover. "You always seem to know what to say to make me feel better."

"I'm much more interested in what you can do to make me feel better. I am rather cold." His partner admitted with a little pout. Harry's eyes glinted mischievously as he rolled atop his lover to straddle his hips dominantly.

"We'll just have to take care of that won't we?" Harry said playfully, rocking his hips against the man below him who moaned in response.

"God I love it when you're domineering like that."

"I know," Harry murmured against his love's ear. "But what I love more is hearing you make those sounds that come from when I do… this–" Harry ground his body against the skin beneath his own and bit down on his lover's neck roughly. Soft hands clutched at Harry as the man that belonged to them spent the night moaning in ecstasy.

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Draco made the trek up to Dumbledore's office early the next morning thinking that the old coot had better be up; Draco had more important people he needed to see and certainly more important things he had to do.

"Let me pass." He said to the gargoyle.

"Password?" it croaked.

"How am I supposed to know? Lemon drops?" Draco tried. The gargoyle remained as it was. "Cockroach clusters?...Chocolate frogs?... Bertie Bott's Every bloody Flavor Beans!" Draco cried at the statue which suddenly jumped aside revealing the headmaster himself.

"Mr. Malfoy, why are you yelling candies at my gargoyle?" he asked with a twinkle in his eye. Draco scowled intensely at him.

"As it happens, I am in need of a word with you." The Slytherin said in his best Malfoy voice.

"Shall we adjourn to my office or is this a matter that can be discussed on the way to breakfast? My appetite is rather large this morning." Dumbledore admitted.

"It's a simple matter." Draco replied.

"Alright then." The headmaster nodded and walked on, setting a surprisingly brisk pace for someone so old.

"I'll get straight to the point," Draco said officially. "I received my inheritance over the summer."

"Ah yes, so you would like me to know that you are a vampire, then?" Dumbledore said. Draco was caught off guard, but quickly covered his surprise.

"How did you know?" he asked coolly.

"It's amazing what one experiences in this castle when one simply sits and listens." Dumbledore said cryptically. Apparently his brief time being blunt was over.

"Yes, well it is true that I am a vampire."

"I assume you'll be talking to me about the matter of blood donors, then?" Dumbledore interjected.

"Not exactly," Draco told him. "That matter had been settled before the school year had even begun and I did not see a good reason to include you in any of this actually. With all due respect, the fewer people that knew of this–the better." Draco paused and mustered all his Malfoy strength before continuing.

"But as of yet, certain events have changed the entire situation… I have found my mate."

"So soon?" Dumbledore asked in surprise.

"Yes. There was a great chance that whoever it could be attended Hogwarts and so it isn't that much of a surprise to me that I found them here. The surprise came in the form of just who it is; but that is information that will remain undisclosed until absolutely necessary."

"Mr. Malfoy is that really–"

"This is the only way I know how to protect my mate. Please try to understand, Headmaster. I just wanted to let you know that I am not here to endanger any of your students and now that I have found my mate, certain events that occur may be a bit… much to deal with."

Dumbledore nodded silently. "Alright; I suppose that's really all I can ask. Just remember that as a vampire, you aren't bound by the same laws that I am, as I'm sure you know."

"I am well aware of the misfortune that will come to me if I were to harm an innocent." Draco assured the old man who nodded and left Draco to enter the Great Hall like the rest of the students.

Hermione woke groggily, rising even later than Ron, which was not unnoticed by her friends. She dressed and pulled her hair back neatly. She would have been stunning if the sorrow evident on her face didn't make you want to cry as well. Silently, she followed Harry and Ron out of Gryffindor Tower and went to breakfast where she sat and refused to eat.

"Have you ever seen her like this?" Harry murmured to Ron over his bacon.

"Never; she's tougher than Malfoy. She's a girl, she might cry or get emotional, but I've never actually seen her so… hopeless." Ron replied.

"What do you think it is?" Harry wondered.

"Got a bad grade on a test?" Ron volunteered, earning an incredulous look from his friend. "What?"

"Come on, you know Hermione wouldn't take it like this. It would be an excuse for her to spend hours upon hours in the library learning more so that she would do better the next time around. In any case, I can't think of one class that she isn't acing this semester." Harry reasoned and Ron had to agree. After looking back at her, Harry decided he might as well take the chance…

"'Mione?" he tried hesitantly. "Is everything alright?"

The brunette looked up at her friend with watery eyes. What could she tell them? She was upset because she was in love with Draco Malfoy. That would go over well… Then again, a lot had happened to the three of them over the summer. Harry had changed the most. He out of everyone would have to understand. And who knew? It might help to tell someone. And if she couldn't tell her best friends, who could she tell? Harry's voice pulled her from her reverie.

"'Mione, you look like you might cry any minute."

"I will tell you later." She promised Harry who looked barely consoled.

"Okay…" he said reluctantly, not wanting to push it.

"I'll see you guys in Potions, I have to visit the loo." Hermione murmured and left.

Draco watched his mate rise from the Gryffindor table. His heart clenched as he saw the tears that threatened at the corners of her eyes. Despite his mind screaming at him to leave her alone, that she wouldn't want anything to do with him, his instincts already had him rising from his seat and pursuing her.

He found her, crouched in an alcove near the girl's bathrooms. He clutched at his chest as pain ripped through him when the sound of her sobs reached his ears. Mate hurt… mate…hurting… help mate… Primal instincts kicked in.

Draco knelt carefully next to Hermione and reached out a cool hand, before deciding better of it and retracting it to his side again. He wasn't sure what to do. "Please, don't cry…" he said feebly.

Hermione's head snapped up immediately and she gasped. "Leave me alone." She breathed and stared at the ground, unable to meet his gaze.

"I'm sorry." Draco blurted, unable to say anything else.

"What?" Hermione asked, flabbergasted. Had Draco Malfoy just… apologized?

Draco took a deep breath to steady himself, pain still coursing through him at the sight of his broken mate. "I am sorry. I apologize. I was wrong. You were right. I don't think that this makes any of what I did before right, but I hope it makes you see that I'm willing to change. I'm still the same Draco from before, but I've learned a few things. I don't care if you were raised by muggles, wizards or bloody trolls. I want you. Just the way you are. And I will do my best to learn how to be… more deserving of you." Draco said with his head bowed.

Malfoys did not apologize, they were never wrong and they did not need to change because they were already perfect. And yet here was none other than Draco Malfoy, kneeling on the floor in front of Hermione Granger, willing to change everything he was just to be with her. And she did want him. And she was his mate. He couldn't be all bad.

"Please don't cry." Draco repeated and he reached out a tentative hand to wipe away her tears.

Hermione leaned into the touch unwillingly. "How can I trust you?" she asked, her voice a torrent of pain and hurt against Draco's unbeating heart.

"I don't know." Draco admitted. "But… if you gave me a chance, perhaps you could come to trust me…" he volunteered.

Hermione was beyond confused. This was not the Draco she knew… but he was even better than she wanted to think of him. She wanted to say that she didn't even like him, that he was a little brat that could crawl back to Voldemort for all she cared… but she couldn't lie.

"Please, Hermione, please give me a chance." Draco pleaded.

"You know what's going on, don't you?" Hermione said quietly.

"Yes." Draco admitted.

"There's a reason I taste so good to you. There's a reason I dream about you when I can manage to fall asleep. There's a reason you're always in my thoughts, even though it hurts. There's a reason it hurts so much to think that you rejected me…" Hermione's voice was filled with dread that ate at Draco and made him hate himself for putting it there.

"I'm your mate." Hermione said finally.

"Yes, you are. I know I don't deserve you. I haven't done anything that would lead you to trust me the way you should be able to. I have hurt you, something a mate should never do. But I did. And I am truly sorry, Hermione. All I ask for is one more chance. Please, let me try again. I will make you love me for who I am, not because nature is drawing us together, but because you actually like what you see when you look at me." Draco said. Hermione looked into his eyes for the first time since they had started speaking. Striking blue tore into her soul and even though her mind was still a bit rebellious, it lifted her heart. Hope leaked into the hazel brown of her eyes and even a smile threatened at the corner of her mouth.

"Ok." She agreed quietly. Draco's entire face lit up with joy and without thinking he wrapped his arms around the Gryffindor girl and lifted her off her feet, spinning her round in his arms. She couldn't contain the laughter that rose from her throat. Draco set her down, happiness blooming inside of him and clouding his thoughts. Without hesitation he leaned his face down to hers and let their lips connect. Hermione gasped against his mouth and tensed, but when he pulled away she pressed forward. She threaded her fingers through his hair and crushed his mouth against hers.

Their kiss was not filled with love, it was pure need. The need to know that there was still hope, that Draco was not lying, that he could love her, that she could come to love him, that he did want her, he was not rejecting her, that it would be okay. The simple need to be comforted left the two rivals in the corridor, their mouths fused together in passion, their bodies crushed against each other's urgently and their hearts open to all the joy and pain one could bring the other.
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