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Mission Impossible by goddess faith

Format: Novella
Chapters: 22
Word Count: 45,520
Status: Abandoned

Rating: Mature
Warnings: Strong Language, Mild Violence, Scenes of a Sexual Nature, Substance Use or Abuse

Genres: Drama, Romance, Young Adult
Characters: Harry, Ron, Hermione, Lupin, Draco, Pansy, George, Blaise (M), OC, OtherCanon
Pairings: Draco/Hermione, Hermione/FredOrGeorge, Hermione/OC, Other Pairing

First Published: 10/09/2007
Last Chapter: 08/14/2009
Last Updated: 08/14/2009

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This story is abandoned for now. I completely lost the inspartion to write it. I might pick it back up in the future, but as of right now I am not writing on it.


Chapter 21: Being Draco

A/N: Hey all! Thank you so much for all your reviews! I have about half an hour before I go into work and thought that might be enough time to write this chapter. I don’t know if I said it in a pervious chapter about nearing the end of this story, but it really isn’t close. I have at least five more chapters, if not more. Plus I am thinking of doing two spin offs. Of course I will ask your opinion of that when the time comes.

Now I have finals coming up. I know it has been forever since an update which is why I wrote a short part now, but I will not update again until finals are out of the way. After that my updates will not take as long, I promise!

Chapter Twenty One: Being Draco

Hermione yawned as she slowly opened her eyes. It was no surprise to her where she was. She remembered everything about before she went to sleep.

“Correct me if I am wrong,” Draco’s voice said, it sounding immensely loud considering her head was on his chest. “But aren’t you here to help me, because I can’t get up? What good does it do if you are asleep?”

“I am sorry…” Hermione yawned again. “But I didn’t sleep well last night. To be honest, I really didn’t mean to go to sleep.”

“I was just joking, love.” Draco kissed the top of her head. “But you do need to be careful. Will you go over to the fridge and get some blood for me? Heat it too?”

“Heat it how?” Hermione questioned, getting up without even thinking about it. She stopped, though, feeling warm air surround her. That was weird… it was the start of winter. It was in the low forties. She then realized it must have been her laying on Draco.

“Your wand…” Draco answered as if she should have known that.

“Oh…” Hermione nodded, letting the thought about the cold flea her mind, and went straight over to the fridge. She opened it and immediately grimaced as she saw what was inside. She should have expected to see packets of blood hanging everywhere.

She grabbed one.

“Ick,” she whispered to herself as the blood swished and swayed through her fingers. She laid it down on the counter and quickly heated it and picked it back up. She almost shouted ew, for it felt worse warm than it did cold. She looked at Draco though and saw his eyes.

They looked the same as Aiden’s did when he got hungry. Dark and almost golden like. She hadn’t noticed it before. She now wondered how long they had been that way. Was she in any actual danger while she was asleep. Her gut and head told her yes, but something, her heart she thought, told her otherwise. It told her that Draco wouldn’t hurt her if he could help it. Yet she knew that he might not be able to.

With that thought she practically ran back to the bedside, handing Draco the blood packet. He smiled and ripped the top off with his teeth and pour every single drop of the blood into his mouth at once. She winced as she watched the blood slide down the sides of his mouth.

She then saw them and jerked back. He had a set of long, porcelain white fangs. She knew that all vampires had them, but had never seen them. They didn’t look as how she had imagined. They looked ten times scarier than she had thought they would have.

Watching him demolish the bag of blood was horrifying and for the first time Hermione realized how much danger she was actually in. If he could do that to a bag of blood, she could only imagine what he could do to her in a matter of seconds. She then became very aware of the blood in her body and shivered as she took a stepped back.

As Draco finished and looked back up his golden eyes met hers and he stopped.

“You are scared.” He observed as he threw the bag to the ground and motioned for Hermione to come back to him. When she didn’t move he looked a bit hurt. “You are scared of me.”

“I just… I’ve never seen it before.” Hermione replied, trying to make excuses.

“I’m sorry…” Draco trailed off and Hermione knew he wasn’t for sure what to say. “I hate that I scare you.”

“You don’t.” Hermione let out a complicated sigh. How could she explain what she was feeling. “I was just shocked… I guess I had never realized how it was before.”

“I don’t want to be a vampire.” Draco said, sounding as if he was saying it to himself than Hermione. Hermione felt a pang of guilt when he said this. If she hadn’t been in the woods with all the vampires he would have never have came looking for her and wouldn’t have gotten bitten.

“I am so sorry…” Hermione said as she rushed back to Draco. He immediately took her in his arms.

“Hermione, you have nothing to be sorry for. You have done nothing wrong.” Draco replied, sounding a bit confused.

“Yes, I have. It if wasn’t for me you wouldn’t have even been out there. If it wasn’t for me, you wouldn’t have even gotten bitten.” Hermione explained, now crying.

“Shhh….” Draco cooed as he held her closer. “Hermione, that isn’t true. I love you and that is why I was out there, yes. Please don’t feel like this is your fault, though. Nobody is to blame, but Malichi.”

Hermione didn’t dare argue with him. She just sniffled a little and lay there in silence. She then felt a icy breath on her neck and a slight moment of fear went through her when she noticed it was Draco’s. She didn’t move though, thinking how stupid she was. He was right at her neck and it would be so easy for him just to bite. She trusted him, though. Plus Aiden had said he wasn’t fully a vampire.

“Aiden’s not going to be back for a while.” Draco whispered, now sounding seductive as he began to slowly kiss her neck. “We could always have a little fun while he is gone. Get your mind off things.”

At first Hermione was tense, but after she saw how well he was controlling himself (well his vampire part) she let herself relax and play along.

“Hmm…” She hummed. “What kind of fun?”

“Oh… you know. Just innocent fun…” Draco replied as he ran a hand up her shirt and under her bra. Hermione jumped a little at the bold move.

“You never stop being Draco, do you?” She laughed as she lay back a little bit more. Draco laughed as he let his hand drop to her abdomen and raised up on his elbow to look down on her.

“Would you ever expect me to?” Draco questioned as his hand made small circles on her abs. She smiled, loving all this. She then slowly shook her head. “Good.” He dropped down a little to kiss her. “Because I don’t think I could if I tried.”

“I love you.” She whispered.

“I love you, too.” Draco whispered back before kissing her again. He went to take off her shirt, but Hermione stopped him.

“Do you mind if we don’t right now?” She bit her lip, afraid of what he might say.

“Why?” Draco asked.

“I am actually a bit sore…” Hermione admitted.

“That is all right. We don’t have to have sex… and you know what they say, kissing the problem only makes it better.” He smirked as he began to pull off her skirt. She stopped him again.

“Draco, please.” She begged, now afraid that he wouldn’t. She knew the kind of strength he had before he was part vampire and she didn’t want to see what it was like after.

“All right.” Draco said and stopped. “I know how to take no for an answer.” He kissed her forehead gently. “We will just wait for Aiden to come back and leave that for a later time.”

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