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Vampire	By : straightlyconfused Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 12514 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Five: Aftermath

Saturday

The aftermath – the result or consequence – that follows an event. We have all experienced an aftermath in our lives and it’s because of this that we know that the word does not set the tone. We simply know that the aftermath, be it positive or negative, is often the moment we hold responsible for our decisions later on.

In the hours of the early morning Draco had woken from his doze, on his hill, to find a half-naked Hermione Granger pressed into his side. His grey t-shirt which fit him so tightly swam around her and Draco had to admit to himself that he loved the sight. Despite himself, Draco had gently woken Hermione and the two had dressed. As she was still so sleepy, he’d apparated her to her apartment and softly kissed her goodbye before apparating himself to Malfoy Estate.

It was 3am, the sun had not yet even begun to consider rising but Draco did not sleep. Vampires needed only a few hours sleep and he’d had them, so instead, he climbed into the shower, changed into a pair of grey tailored trousers and a white shirt and sent two owls – the first to Blaise and the second to an associate of his, Deacon.

“Splish” Draco called out.

With a small pop, a small house elf appeared beside Draco dressed in a ratty pillowcase.

“Yes Master?”

“Would you please wake Zuran and inform him that at precisely 4am we will be travelling to Malfoy Inc.? Then, please, gather the rest of the elves and meet me in my study, there is something that must be discussed”

The small elf disappeared and Draco used his wand to dry his hair, allowing it to drop casually into place before moving into his study. Moments later, Splish returned with the estates’ other 5 elves. They stood before him looking petrified.

“Starting today, you are all to receive wages” he announced.

Once elf up the back shrieked in terror and Draco was forced to raise a hand to silence them.

“I realize wages is a concept most of you will not be familiar with but it is a growing trend in the Wizarding World for magical families to pay their elves”

“P-please sir, is we be doing something to displease the master?” Splish asked, voice quivering.

Draco shook his head, “it is not a punishment. You will each receive 3 galleons a week to be deposited into a bank account I will have set up in your names today and each of you will receive one day off a month to do whatever you’d like on that day”

“But m-master the Malfoy family is never paying their e-elves before?” Turnip pointed out.

“That is true Turnip but the times are changing and we must change with them, so you will all be receiving wages and one day off a month. Now dismiss”

Not quite sure what to do but obey the 6 elves vanished from the study as Zuran stepped inside.

“You don’t fool me Draco” he said in his gruff voice, “Those elves may think it has been your generous decision to pay them but I know the truth – that bird you fancy works in the Department of Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures doesn’t she? This is just another attempt to please her isn’t it? Personally, I wouldn’t go to such trouble for a piece of tail”

Draco shook his head, “That’s where you’re wrong Zuran. Age has not wisened you. Hermione Granger is a highly intelligent, capable witch and, one day, she will make a valuable member of this coven. As tantalizing as she is, if she was just a piece of tail then I needn’t have bothered paying my elves as I nailed her last night. No, she’ll be sticking around and so, yes, certain accommodations must be made”

Draco gathered his cloack and a hand full of floo powder which he then threw into his fireplace and yelled, “Malfoy Inc.” and was gone, Zuran following close behind.

Xxxxx

Blaise paced inside Draco’s office, awaiting his arrival. He didn’t like this situation and he liked it even less since Deacon – bloody – Thorberry showed up huffing and puffing about being summoned by Draco at 3:30am. Admittedly, Blaise considered, 3:30am was a little early, even for Draco, but there was sure to be a reason. There was always a reason with Draco.

“Where the fuck is your bastard of a friend Blaise?!” Deacon demanded, “I have better things to do then wait on him”

“Shut up” Blaise snapped, “Draco said to be here so we wait”

He really did not like Deacon Thorberry, hated him even.

“Easy for you” Deacon fired back, “You’re his bitch. I, unlike you, have placed to go, women – “

“- to rape?!”

Deacon’s eyes flashed as he turned to face Blaise, a feral gleam in his eyes, his teeth bared,

“So that is what has your panties in a twist…” he snarled, “the witch”

“More then just a witch” Blaise hissed, “Someone’s daughter, someone’s mother – your son’s mother – and she’s just trash to you?!”

“Lower” Deacon growled, “Even trash can have a value. She was just an incubator to me - a purpose she’ll serve again… and again if I so wish”

“Scum” Blaise snarled as he raced across the room intent of ripping the foul excuse of a vampire to shreds.

He was just about there too when the doors to Draco’s office burst open and in the darkened hallways of Malfoy Inc. stood the heir to the Malfoy inheritance himself, his body guard at his side.

“Enough” Draco commanded.

The tone in his voice left no room for argument and Blaise fell silent. Deacon though was not as intelligent –

“You’re still as weak as those humans Blaise. Its pathetic” he spat.

It took only a second, a split second reaction, but Draco was quick. He raised one of his oak wood chairs, smashing it, and pounced on Deacon – throwing him hard against the office wall – the chair leg-now stake- poised in his hand, ready to plunge into Deacon’s heart and end him.

“And you” he hissed, “have brought discredit to us all. You don’t rape the willing Thorberry and with enough patience you could have seduced the witch and saved us all the trouble. You have the intelligence of a muggle – you’re not worthy of calling yourself a vampire and I should stake you now”

A tense moment passed as the two vampires stared at each other. Draco’s eyes hard and cold against Deason’s, uncertain and calculating. A second moment passed, then Draco lowered his hand, moving, in a flash to stand behind his desk.

“The boy?” he asked, now business-like.

“I have placed him amongst “The Raisers”. He will be raised amongst other offspring of vampires and be transformed when the time is appropriate”

Draco nodded,

“and the witch?”

“Pregnant” Deacon answered, “I could just about smell my seed growing inside her”

“Continuing the search for her son I presume?”

Deacon nodded, “Of course but she won’t find him and I’ll never tell her”

“I don’t doubt you will”

Blaise watched as Draco moved from behind his desk around to face Deacon once more.

“What is that supposed to mean?” the vampire asked.

It was so predictable, Blaise was surprised Deacon didn’t see it coming. Nothing, however, crossed Deacon’s face other then shock as Draco plunged the stake, concealed, into Deacon’s heart, the Vampire crumbling to ash in front of him.

“Filth” Draco hissed at the remains.

He turned to Blaise and nodded, it was an act of loyalty to him, Blaise knew, Draco’s killing of Deacon.

“Zuran, clean up this mess” Draco ordered, “Blaise?”

Blaise was to follow so he did so as Draco stepped over the pile of ash and departed his office.

“Organise someone, will you please, to take a trip to Gringotts today? I need six house elf bank accounts set up in my elves names”

They were walking fast down the hall as Draco rattled off instructions,

“And get Indra and Blaise in here, I’ll need to speak with them this morning. Theo is spending the day with Brown and I’d like to send you home to Pansy after we’ve met with Indra and Blair. In fact, owl Pansy won’t you? Have her send Granger some flowers and some kind of thank you on a card. It woulnd’t hurt for Pansy to reach out to her either- Granger is highly informed about Vampires but not adjusted - that will need to be taken care of”

“You slept with Hermione already?!” Blaise exclaimed.

Draco stopped walking and turned to face his old friend, enjoying Blaise’s look of surprise.

“It was inevitable once she warmed up to me. She is definitely my type”

Blaise was still so shocked,

“Draco – I just – sit down!” he said, pulling out a chair from some random work desk.

Very few in the Vampire world got away with telling Draco Malfoy what to do but Blaise was one of them, so Draco sat.

“Draco she’s Hermione Granger, you do realize this don’t you?”

“Of course”

Blaise sighed, “She’s incredibly smart, too smart mate. Don’t you worry that she’ll clue onto your whole side operation here?”

Frustratingly for Blaise, Draco simply shrugged,

“There is not a doubt in my mind Blaise that at some point she will stumble upon the truth but by then I will have brought her around to our way of thinking I can be very persuasive”

The look on Draco’s face implied so much but Blaise got the gist of it.

“That’s the other thing” he said, “You fucked Hermione Granger and you’re about to have me send Pansy out to send her some flowers but, mate, this is Hermione Granger! She won’t accept your roguish ways and if you want to keep her you’ll have to commit to her. Can you do that?”

“First of all Blaise” Draco replied, almost instantly, “I did not fuck Hermione Granger. Any respectable Slytherin knows if you want to keep the girl around you play the part of the sweet, passionate lover the first time around. Secondly, when I do fuck Hermione Granger everyone will hear it and, lastly, the moment I buried myself inside her last night all other conquests vanished from my mind. That girl is my mate, and trust me, I hate the clique of it too, but that’s the way it is. My senses are attuned to her, I want only her and, soon enough, I plan to show her that no other man she considers will compare to me either. Now, shall we continue?”

He barely paused a moment before Draco was off, walking the halls again, rambling off more instructions to Blaise.

Xxxxx

An hour later, Blaise found himself back inside Draco’s office staring at the piece of carpet where Thorberry’s ashes had laid previously. Deacon Thorberry was no great loss to the world be it Wizarding or Vampire but Blaise still regretted the ease at which violence seemed to come to some Vampires- both Deacon and Draco – Blaise had always been the one to look for the peaceful solution first.

Seated on the couch in the right-hand corner of Draco’s office sat Indra and Blair. For lack of a better description, they were part of Draco’s coven. Blair had a nack for unearthing cleverly hidden information while Indra was quite good at “capturing a man’s attention” and once she had it they seemed to do whatever she wanted. She also assisted in over seeing “The Raisers”.

“Good morning” Draco greeted them, “I trust the both of you are well”

“Indeed” Blaise replied for them.

Blaise watched as Draco took a seat in one of the armchairs so Blaise placed himself in the other.

“Indra, my darling, “The Raisers”, did they receive Thorberry’s son?”

Indra was a small, skinny little vampire with long, straight blonde hair - it gave her quite a cute appearance but she could be anything but.

“They did” she replied, “He’s been settled in and I’m told he is to have a sibling?”

Blaise grimaced, an expression not missed by any of the 3 vampires sitting around him but no one commented.

“There is a sibling on the way, yes. Thorberry, however, has been disposed of”

It was said so casually.

“Now Blair, I have a job for you. I need you to look into the whereabouts of Harry Potter and Ron Weasley. You’ll find them located somewhere in America – I need to know what they’re doing, where their living, who their fucking etc as soon as possible”

“Its barely even a challenge” Blair laughed.

A few more minutes later and Draco fare welled Indra and Blair and Blaise realized Draco’s true reason for summoning him so early that morning was about to be revealed.

“Blaise, I think we should start up an organisation. A non-profit organization”

“For what?”

Draco picked up a quill, fiddling with it as he spoke. He had a tendency to do this when he was intent on conveying the purpose of something he felt was important.

“We need a better cover for “The Raisers”. It our plans take off as I tend them to then we’re going to be dealing with a lot of young Wizarding children. That looks a little suspicious given we’re a Vampire run company but if we establish an organization that ‘cares for the orphaned children of vampires’ then we can cloak our real agenda under the masquerade of a good cause”

Surprised, Blaise realized Draco was complete right. Their plan to remove the offspring of Vampires parents from their Wizarding homes was a hard plan to cover up but disguised as a charitable cause it may just fly under the radar.

“I’ll get the paper work started immediately to apply as a non-profit organization”

He stood, preparing to go straight to his office but Draco shook his head.

“Not today” he said, “Go home to Pansy. Merlin knows I don’t need another howler from her about destroying her relationship and stealing her boyfriend. The paperwork can wait until tomorrow”

Blaise smiled and nodded, “Alright I’ll go. I did sort of promise her an all morning shagathon anyway”

In reply Draco laughed,

“Stay hydrated mate” he said.

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