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Built For Sin	By : Tregan2415 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Draco/Hermione Views: 4245 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The rain poured heavily, drenching my skin. Freezing my very soul, but I couldn't feel it. I couldn't feel anything. I was numb. It had been so long since I felt anything, the sun on my face, the chill in the air, the feel of a warm body pressed up against mine, as I drift into a dreamless sleep.

I sighed. No, that one feeling I knew, I knew very well. Hell, it would be with me until the day I die.

I ran my fingers through my hair, slicking it back, as I began walking in no particular direction, to no particular destination. Just anywhere that would help get my mind off of him. Off of him and that dreadful night.

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The night wasn't any different from any other night. I had been to work. I had seen my friends and enjoyed dinner with them. I had made it home safely, enjoyed a cup of tea while curled up in my favorite armchair, reading one of my thousands of books I had read a million times. Relaxed in a hot bath, changed into warm pajamas and crawled into bed.

A sudden crash in my living room, woke me from my slumber. I reached for my wand under my pillow, and holding it out in front of me, I made my way back into my living room. The lights were out, darkening every corner of the room, only the lightning from the thunder storm outside flashing, allowed me any form of sight. I heard soft footsteps, as I spun around.

'" Who's there?" I had yelled, knowing they wouldn't answer. I began to tremble, ever so slowly, death's chill slipping down my back, making my skin break out in goose bumps. My mouth went dry and I saw a shadow emerge from my window, whipping behind my armchair.

" Come out," I shouted, only hearing a faint laugh in response. My body was shaking dreadfully and a cold sweat broke out on my forehead. Lightning crashed, I only saw a glimpse of golden hair, before a hand clamped down on my mouth, another gripping my stomach. I felt heat on my back, and the warmth of his breath on my neck as he tilted my head to the side.

" Scream if this hurts," he whispered. I knew that voice. I heard it everyday. My eyes went wide, before an excruciating pain pinched my neck.

I screamed. I knew I screamed, I heard it ringing in my ears, as I felt the life drain from me. As my body became heavy, my breaths slowing, he jerked my body, his mouth fused to my neck, drinking greedily of my blood. I prayed for death, I begged for it.

Before the last of my life slipped out of my body, I whispered, " why?"

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I woke the next evening, I didn't know why. I remembered dying. I remembered peace, I remembered him, so why was I in my bed? A dream maybe? Hopefully. I stretched my arms and rolled my neck, then I felt the pain. I brought my fingers to my throat, and felt two small puncture marks, and I gasped. It wasn't a dream. Then I heard him.

" They will fade in time." he spoke softly, emerging from the shadows, coming to stand in front of my bed. His silver eyes burned into mine. " I'm sorry." he sighed, his head dropping down.

I felt the anger surge as I leapt from my bed, pinning him to the ground, straddling his waist.

" Why?" I growled. Growled? My mouth tingled, and burned as I pressed my hand to my mouth in pain and backed off him. Using my forefinger, I felt around feeling two sharp pointed canines.

" They will hurt the first few times they come out, but that too will soon fade." he replied, not moving from the ground.

" Why?" I asked again, tears stinging my eyes.

" Because I love you. I want you, I need you. I wanted to be with you forever, Granger, and now we can." He wrapped his arms around my waist, his fingers drawing circles on my lower back. I moaned and grounded my hips into him. I brought my head down, my lips brushing against his. Sparks erupted behind my eyes, as he pressed his firmly against mine. I ran my tongue along his bottom lip, begging for entrance. He gave it willingly and I slipped my tongue into his hot mouth. Our tongues battled for dominance, as I slipped my hands into his robes. I grabbed a hold of his collar and ripped his shirt open, exposing his lean, muscular torso. I shimmied down his body, running my tongue along his muscles. My hands exploring every inch of his skin that I could touch.

My mind was racing, screaming at me to stop, that this was wrong. I shook my head, said goodbye to my sanity and allowed for the first time, myself to get lost in the moment.

His hands grabbed my waist and pulled me up. He stood, offering me his hand. I took it. He picked me up in his arms and walked towards the bed, leaning down placing light, butterfly kisses on my face. He laid me down, and kneeled between my legs, prying them open with his hands. I let my knees drop, and he began massaging my thighs, as he kissed, nipped and lightly bit a trail up them. My head dropped back against my pillow as I moaned in pleasure. Never in my life had a man ever ignited such a fire underneath my skin. I needed more, I wanted more, I wanted him.

His fingertips danced along the waistband of my panties and he looked up at me in question. I nodded my head and he ripped them off, growling at the offending material, and flung them somewhere behind him. Tension began building up in the pit of my stomach, as I felt his tongue explore every inch of me. His fingers softly explored my folds, and he groaned as his fingers got drenched in my juices. Lowering his head, I felt his tongue slowly circle my clit, flicking slightly as he plunged two fingers deep within my heat, making me cry out in pleasure. He began pumping his fingers in and out as his tongue never left my bundle of nerves, causing my thighs to twitch and my hips to buck up against his face.

" Cum for me," he moaned as he sucked my clit hard into his mouth.

I clenched my jaw tight, feeling the burning sensation begin again, making my gums hurt. I was close, I knew I was, my thighs beginning to shake. Suddenly, I shattered, coming undone. The world around me faded into black and all I felt was his glorious tongue and skilled fingers continuing their work as I came over them. He slowly pulled his fingers out, and lapped at my entrance, drinking every last ounce of me. As he lifted his head, licking his lips, he discarded the last of his clothing, allowing my eyes to drink in his naked body. His proud erection bobbing in to view made me growl deep within my throat. He smiled, allowing me to see his canines as he lowered his hips, his manhood resting against my entrance. I needed him, every inch of him, inside me. I brought my legs up, wrapping them around his waist, pushing gently, urging him to continue what he started. He brought is head down and sharply bit into my neck, pushing himself fully inside me. His teeth broke my skin, and he moaned as my blood flowed into his mouth. He feasted hungrily on me as he began rocking slowly, grinding his hips against mine.

My hands reached for his. Fire and ice met, and I was whole. I felt like I was in heaven, but knew he was dragging me through hell. He let go of my neck, licking off a few drops that escaped his lips. He smiled at me and picked up the pace. I was close, I felt my stomach knotting, and my thighs quivering. He moaned my name over and over again, slamming into me. A clear sheen of sweat coated his beautiful body, our skin heating up. I roughly grabbed his hair, twisting his neck to the side and dug my fangs into his neck. The first drop of blood on my tongue, brought me over the edge. My head was spinning as I fell over the peak he brought me too, swallowing his sweet blood. He moaned my name one last time as he reached his peak. I felt him throbbing inside me and my inner walls clamped down around him, milking every last drop from him. Fully spent, he dropped down on top of me and I unlatched my mouth from his neck. He moved off of me and laid down beside me. I flipped over on my side, and he placed his arm around my waist, holding me against his body.

" You taste like heaven Granger.'" he whispered in my ear, before allowing sleep to take him over.

" Your built for sin Malfoy," I answered, my eyes slowly closing, drifting off into a light rest.

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The next night, I woke before him. My first night as my new self, the one of many to come. My stomach was growling, I was hungry. I needed to feed. I walked into the bathroom to shower, his smell clinging to me as a reminder of what we did the night before.

It shouldn't have happened, it was wrong. I knew I loved him. I had loved him, when I was still alive. He was the center of my world. My thoughts in the daytime, my dreams at night. But he had turned me against my will. This wasn't the man I fell in love with. He wasn't a man at all. I glanced back at him, sleeping peacefully in my bed, our bed, that we had shared so many nights together in. This wasn't how it was supposed to be. We were supposed to be happy, get married, raise a few kids and die old and grey. I couldn't live this way, couldn't live with him. Not anymore. I knew what I had to do.

I walked into the living room and shed a few tears before walking back into the bedroom, the sun was setting and I knew he would be up soon. I had be fast, so he wouldn't hear me.

I stopped beside the bed and rested my hand on his cold arm. He was my life, but that was over now. Nothing would ever be the same again. He sighed softly in his sleep and rolled on to his back, his arm falling over his eyes. I closed mine in sadness.

" Goodbye," I cried softly, as I allowed a few tears to escape from my eyes, running down my cheeks as I plunged the stake deep into his heart. He never moved, never made a sound. He just slipped away from me, and I fell to the floor, sobbing like a child. I had killed the one I loved.

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The rain wasn't letting up as I remembered that night. I tried to feel something, anything that was remotely human, but nothing would come. No tears, no sadness. It seemed nothing would start my heart again, not even the faint memory of him. I walked into the bar, looking around for someone. My eyes locked on a man, sitting alone at the bar, sipping a glass of firewhiskey and knew he was the one. I sat beside him, starting up a conversation.

A little flirting, a few more glasses of firewhiskey, and an hour later, I was flinging his lifeless body away from me in the darkened alleyway behind the bar. He had served his purpose, I had gotten what I needed.

Every night was the same. Wake up, feed and move on. My last night of heaven spent in his arms, has left me alone in my own personal hell, never to be the same again. I was to spend the rest of my life as a vampire, to forever be shadowed in darkness, death and sin the only thing close to a life I would ever know. Every night was a constant reminder of him, of what he did to me. No matter where I went, he was with me. Haunting me, surrounding me, drowning me. He would never leave me.
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