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Short Summary:

She has a secret. So does he.

Long Summary:

Hermione Granger is not who they think she is. She�s a three thousand year old vampire and she has a mission. To protect the Boy Who Lived, Harry Potter. But when someone jeopardises the objective, she must make herself known as she truly is.

Rating: R

Ship: Hermione/Draco

Mission
Chapter Four.

Give your soul to me
For eternity
Release your life
To begin another time with her
End your grief with me
There's another way
Release your life
Take your place inside the fire with love
� �Inside the Fire�, Disturbed.

Kaemon Kazuki stared at me blankly. I was beginning to wonder if I had something on my face. Seriously, he�d been staring at me for a good ten minutes. Seriously, I had given him an order! What was so hard to understand about �Ice cream, get me ice cream!� Argh!

I had a craving.

I was taking a short sabbatical while I was deciding what to do with my clan. Usually I�d cut off a few heads but I have a suspicious feeling I�m going to need all my vampires for the coming war.

Argh.

My expression started to darken. What was taking him so long to move? It�s not unusual for me to send my vamps on errands. Kaemon gulped and scurried away. Ah, finally. One less head I�m going to have to cut off� maybe I�ll take a hand. Hmm�

I sighed. I couldn�t deal with dim-witted minions. Too trying on my patience.

What ever will I do?

�Raquel,� I spoke softly, with my head in my hands, �have Tommy and Aaron returned?�

Her combat boot clad feet appeared in my line of vision. �They are just returning. Would you like me to summon them?�

�Please.� She would�ve had to have been blind not to see how tired I am. Not physically tired. Just tired. I am over three thousand years old.

�I need a vacation.�

�Indeed, you do, Hermione.� Aaron, ah- sweet, loyal, Aaron- spoke. If it weren�t for his and Tommy�s unwavering friendship and loyalty I probably wouldn�t be sitting on my throne today. I jumped up to give them both hugs.

�Wow. Haven�t had a greeting like this in awhile.� Tommy said after I had let him go. �You really do need a vacation.� I glared. Damn them!

Letting it go, I asked what they had found out.

�Everything the Malfoy brat told you is true. We had to go through half of the clans treasury to buy the information though. For mortals they are a greedy lot. Most of the pathetic beings wouldn�t say a word until we waved a lump of gold in their faces.� Aaron shook his head, mumbling about insects. He was still harbouring hate for those mortals who tried to burn him at the stake. Gyah. Let them rot in the deepest pits of hell.

�So, Lucius Malfoy is a spy? How come we didn�t even know about this?!� I asked, angry at Dumbledore. Stupid, meddling, old fool. Oh, well. His heart is in the right place.

Damn it.

�We don�t know that for sure. The story that the Malfoy brat gave about his father is true. We don�t know if he is actually a spy for the light, though. All we know is that Voldemort killed his friend, this � err, Archibald Barneston � and it affected Malfoy senior quite a bit.� Tommy supplied.

�Enough to make a devoted follower defect?�

�No one we spoke to knows that.�

�DAMMIT!�

�You have to talk to Dumbledore. He�d be the only other one aside from the Malfoy�s that would know if he really is a spy for the light.�

�What about this Barneston bloke? What did dear ole� Voldie want him for?�

�He was a duke. Very rich. Powerful. But he was neutral in the first war. He was one of Voldemort�s first victims. One of the few He saw fit to �disperse� with himself. Killed his whole family.� Aaron recounted, as if reading off a checklist. �Oh yeah, when we checked dates, we found that Voldemort had massacred the Barneston�s two days before the Malfoy brat�s birthday. And Barneston�s wife was seven months pregnant with their second child.�

�Damn. That monster has a habit of killing babes.� That would be reason enough for anyone to defect. �So it�s pretty much a given. We just need confirmation.�

�So you�re going back to Hogwarts early?� Raquel, who had been quiet throughout the whole exchange � I�d almost forgotten about her � queried.

�No, not yet. I still need to deal with this household. Damn, I wish this was one of those duties I could just fob off onto one of you guys.�

�Don�t you think they would see it as a sign of weakness, you ditching your duties?�

�Unfortunately. That�s why I must deal with this myself. Tommy, Aaron, I have another task for you.� I sighed, and leaned back into my throne. �Find one of my vamps who is completely loyal but I don�t have much contact with. I need some sleuthing done. They won�t open up to you two because they know you two report only to me.

�AND WHERE THE FUCK IS MY ICE CREAM?!�

* * *

The spy Tommy and Aaron picked, Mike Leroi, an aspiring musician who Aaron had befriended and then turned, reported back to them a day later. Apparently, since I had �abandoned� my house, my children were beginning to think I didn�t care about the honor of our clan. Several among them were trying to stir an uprising where they would overthrow me and sit a child on my throne.

Hah.

Mike supplied me with the names of the leaders. Seems one of the turds that one of my children had turned had gotten a god complex and felt he could run my house better than the one who had sired them all.

Figures.

This vampire, Chad Irons, had only been turned three years ago and hadn�t had the chance to learn restraint.

Yay!

I strapped several daggers to the inside of my left thigh, placed my katana in its scabbard and fastened it around my waist, put my knuckle-duster on my hand, and strapped my 9mm on my right thigh � checking to make sure it was loaded. Yes, I was going to war� with my own house.

Raquel, Tommy, Aaron, Luke and several others of my most trusted � including Mike � were waiting outside my chambers, armed to the teeth. We were going to pay Chad and his motley crew a nice, little visit. And it wasn�t for a cup of tea and scones.

Tommy and Aaron smiled, one of the rare ones. Raquel had an evil glint in her eyes. She always gets a little blood lusty when we have to fight for one thing or another. She will enjoy this. Luke would not look at me � with good reason � it�s about time he learnt his place. Mike looked out of sorts. He�d had the standard ten years of training, but this was his first battle. Poor guy. He doesn�t know what to expect.

�Lets go.� We started down the hall, Raquel leading the way. Me, somewhere in the middle. Tommy and Aaron flanking me and the others around me, almost shielding me.

We silently came upon Irons� chambers, listening for any sound that would tell he knew we were there. Hearing nothing but the slapping of skin on skin as he fornicated with a � damn it he brought a mortal into my house without my authorisation! That�s another law broken. I nodded at Raquel, who was positioned at his door, ready to kick it down.

She proceeded to do so and the unit filed into the small room. Because he�d only recently been turned and it hadn�t been by me, he hadn�t had many luxuries handed to him. He�d had to work towards bettering himself as a vampire and had failed to do so. He�d come up with this scheme to overthrow me as a last ditch effort not to be thrown out of my house. There is no honour in killing your sire or your sire�s sire.

Aaron, taking the threat to my life, like a personal insult, pulled the naked form of a pathetic excuse of a vampire, from the warm body he was trying to find pleasure in. He threw Irons onto the floor and spat on him. The woman, nay, girl, he had been pounding into mirthlessly began shrieking. The poor thing didn�t know what was going on. Tommy went to the girl; he tried to restrain her without harming her, to no avail. She was struggling fiercely. Raquel had pulled out her sword and had thrust it into Irons� hand, pinning him to the floor. The only way he would be able to get free was if he wanted to loose a hand Raquel had dug the sword so deep.

While we had been in Irons� quarters, the remaining members of the unit had broken down doors to his accomplice�s rooms. They had pulled his accomplice�s into the hall. A small group had formed to see what was going on.

Sensing the mortal move, I turned in time to see Tommy lose his hold on her. She broke free and tried to run. Unfortunately she ran straight by me. I seized her, my left arm holding her to me, my right holding her head to the side. She was whimpering in fear. �Hush, little girl.� I lowered my voice a few octaves and let it roll over her in waves, hypnotically. �What is your name?�

As if in a trance, she answered, softly, �Aliesha Jordan Thomson.�

�Good, good.� I cooed. �Now, all these �people� you see around you. They are not people. They are in fact vampires.� Her face, which had been calm, now had a frightened look. She began to struggle more, so I kicked her legs out from underneath her with my knees. We dropped to the ground. �Hush� shh�� she calmed once more. �Now, since you know where we are, and since you now know what we are, I cannot let you leave. See, I am their leader, and as such, I must protect them.� She began to struggle again, but her struggles became weaker. �Now, you have three choices. One: I kill you. Two: I make you a slave, where you will be fed upon by my children. Three: you become one of us.� Tears were openly streaming down her face and in that moment I hated Chad Irons� more than I had before.

He was going to die a bloody death for making me do this to an unwilling.

I never turned someone who didn�t wish to be turned.

�I don�t want to die.� She said weakly.

Hating Irons, I lowered my head. My canines elongated and bit down on her neck, right into the artery. Feeling her blood spill into my mouth, I felt tears prickle at my eyes. I never change someone who doesn�t wish to be changed. Sensing I�d taken enough blood from her, I pulled away, ran my fingernail over my wrist and held it to her mouth. �Drink.� I promise, you will not be left to fend for yourself. At first, she turned her head away, rejecting my blood. Rejecting me. I did not mind. It wasn�t her fault. I forced her mouth onto my wrist and made her drink.

And drink she did. I could feel myself weakening; she was taking so much blood. I pulled my wrist away, and waited until she fell unconscious. Picking her up, I noticed that the unit that had stayed in the room, were all looking away. Done correctly, the ceremony turning a mortal to a vampire can be beautiful. It seals the bond between sire and child. It�s usually done in private chambers where other things can take place.

�Take the traitors to the audience chamber. I will deal with them there. Tell my house that everyone must be there, lest they wish to die.� I said bluntly, no longer in the mood.

Still not looking at me, they nodded. I left the room, carrying the youngling to my chambers. Passing through the onlookers, they all avoided eye contact with me.

Reaching my chambers, I laid Aliesha onto my bed, pulling my doona over her. The next twelve hours would be rough on her. Suddenly remembering that I had been crying, I touched my fingertips to my face. They had been stained red. I dashed into my bathroom and quickly washed my face.

I closed and locked my quarters, and headed towards the audience chamber.

The audience chamber was filled with all of my vampires; including the small unit I had left at Hogwarts to protect Harry. They were all facing the throne. My most trusted had the traitors in chains and many were already sporting bruises and cuts. Irons was clutching his bleeding hand to his chest. Many of my vampires were jeering at the traitors, some had spat at them, and few were silent, knowing just what was going on.

Rumours had been spreading like wildfire.

As I reached my throne, I stared at Irons with hatred, thinking what I�d like to do to him most. I sat down silently, and waited for noise to die down. It took about a minute for all the jeering to calm down. I kept silent, still staring at Irons. He fidgeted, not knowing when I would end his life. I nodded at Raquel and she sliced the tendons at the back of his legs and he fell to the ground, screaming in agony.

Tommy, Aaron, Luke, Mike and two others did the same to their captives. Each and every one of the traitors fell to their knees screaming in agony. Blood was coating the polished timber floors. Flesh was hanging loose from their legs.

�Chad Irons, you are obviously not one of my children. If you had been, you would not have tried to kill an Ancient. If you had been you would not have tried to gain my throne in underhanded ways such as spreading viscous and untrue rumours of my abandonment of MY OWN HOUSE. If you had been you would not have brought a mortal into my house.

�You should have had the balls to challenge me for the right to my throne.�

I had been calm throughout all this, not giving way to the temper that was quickly building.

�The punishment for bringing a mortal into my house is banishment. The punishment for attempting to murder an ancient is life imprisonment in my dungeons. But conspiring to steal the throne of an ancient is death.�

My children started to jeer again.

�You will be tortured until death or I see fit as to end it for you. And then your lifeless body will be torn apart and burnt in the daylight sun. So shall it be.� I turned my attention to his accomplices. �Your fate shall be the same as the ringleader.� There were cries of outrage from the prisoners that were quickly silenced by their jailors.

I stood from my throne and pulled my katana out of its sheath. Inferno, I had named her. She was a beauty: precise, and deadly. Her hilt, black with blue ribbon wrapped around. Her blade was at least a meter and a half long. She took six months to create. The Master Sword Maker I had commissioned to make her had openly wept when I had picked her up. So attached he had become to her. And in the four-hundred years since, I could see why. We were damn near unstoppable together.

Irons started to cry when I stepped down from the dais. I noticed there he was a slight puddle underneath his naked, pitiful body. The fool had soiled himself.

Pitiful excuse of a vampire. He�s the kind that gives the rest of us a bad name.

My boot-clad feet made dull thumps in the silent room. The only other sound was the whimpering of the traitors. Inferno�s blade glistened menacingly. Coming to Irons, I pushed him with my foot so he was laying flat on the floor.

Inferno sliced his undamaged hand off cleanly. He screamed and went to grab at his stump, so I stood on his hand, pinning it to the floor. Blood was gushing from the two arteries I had severed. I pushed Inferno into the wound that Raquel had already made in his hand. Standing over him still, I pulled a dagger from the strap at my thigh. I moved a few feet away from him and threw it at him, hitting him squarely in his penis. He howled in pain and the audience cringed. The sound hurt their over-sensitive ears. I sighed. This piece of shit was not worth my time. But it sure was fun.

Spitting on his form, he had passed out from the pain and blood loss, I nodded at Aaron. He dislodged Inferno from that things hand, jiggled my dagger so it castrated Irons as he removed it and lifted him bodily, carrying him to the dungeons.

I looked at the other traitors, no longer in the mood for torture. �Take them to the dungeons. Do not feed them. Let them suffer from blood lust.�

A young vampire could only live for a few months without blood. It takes time to lessen ones dependency on it. Without blood, a young vampire goes slowly insane and will weaken, eventually dying. But my most loyal would not let them die. Oh no, they would go through much worse before they were finally allowed to be free from the pain of starvation.

I could hear the traitors struggling against their captors as they were taken away from the audience chamber. Dismissing my children, I went back to my chambers, needing to be alone.

Reaching my quarters, I took a deep breath before opening the door. My senses reacting quickly, I turned and threw my arm up, blocking the chair from colliding with my head. It shattered on my arm. Moving too fast for the human eye to see, I grabbed the wrist attached to the remains of the chair, spun around, my arm moving around the cold neck and bent the wrist back and up, rendering my attacker immobile.

Aliesha, I realised, too late, had awoken quicker than I thought. �I save your life, give you the gift of eternity, and THIS is how you repay me!�

�What have you done to me?� she cried, wincing in pain. Suddenly angrier than I had been with Irons� I cruelly twist her arm tighter, almost to the verge of breaking.

�Done to you? Child, you have been granted a wonderful gift. Don�t screw it up with making me angrier.�

�Gift! You call this a gift? This is not living! You�ve turned me into a monster!� She was beginning to weaken; her transformation had not been a complete as I thought. I glanced at the clock, noticing it had only been an hour since I had changed her.

Holding her until fatigue had completely overtaken her, I picked her up again and placed her in my bed once more. �You will come to accept it, child.� I whispered, sorrow once again creeping up on me. I will never have a child, a baby, of my own. A by-product of my immortality. But, my vampires act as my children. I would do anything for them.

It�s a pity you can�t always control ones offspring.

Sorry it's taken so long for me to update. Both my laptop and desktop computers decided they didn't want to work for me anymore and died on me. :(

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Jaceni: Fortunately, the chapters have already been written. UNfortunately, that means that I can't make them any longer. BUT, they do get longer. :)

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Thelovelylela: I'm happy that you love the story. With the Virginia/Ginevra issue -- I've already addressed it at least two or three times. For the sake of continuity, I'm not changing it from Virginia. I've been writing this fic on and off since 2006 and when I started, I didn't have access to the books as I was moving. I don't say this to offend: but its staying like that, and the next time someone says to me that the name isnt canon, I will be ignoring that person. I'm not trying to offend, but honestly, I know what her name is, and this is FANfiction. :) I'm glad you like the story and I hope you keep reading.

Abbeysmum: Well, heres the next chappie. Hope you like.

Smurphy: You're just going to have to wait. But I will say this. In the next few chapters Draco will be featured a bit more. :)

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