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Tempest walked through the Great Hall of Hogwarts. People stared at her as she walked haughtily through to the Headmasters seat. McGonagal gave her a slight quick look before standing up. Thankfully those of the order still trusted her.

"Hello Minerva" she said swiping her fingers and nails against the wooden table as though inspecting for dust.

"Zephyr, you remind me so much of yor mother. She was taken into darkness though whereas you choose darkness."

Tempest shrugged and took up an apple. "I'm a vampire, the darkness sings to me." She barred er fangs and took a bite out of the apple.

"Sins of the father I presume. He chose to be a Death Eater."

"Yes well, soi did my step mother. Bad blood I guess." She tossed the apple down to her place and gave her a slight apologetic look.

"Zephyr!" she turned to see Bellatrix., she had that crazed expression on again. Tempest suppressed her fright and smiled. Bella hugged her and Tempest hugged her back. As much as she hated to admit it, she took comfort in her arms, the remains of her mother.

"Hello Bella."

"What are you doing away from the precious Nightmare Academy?"

"Thought I would visit this pleasure of darkness. The dark mark over Hogwarts is simply magnificent."

"Tempest," said a voice. Tempest turned and saw Draco, the real reason for her visit. He gave her a warm look but she knew that he was angry with her. Nila had told her why she had been so weak as of late. She was still mad at Void and Tempest.

"Draco—" She slipped from Bellatrix and ran into his arms. Draco swung her around and kissed her forehead than lead her away. Tempest waited for the impending doom. He finally lost control deep in the dungeons.

"You were giving him blood!"

"Yes, I was," she said calmly. She had had this conversation so many times she had lost count.

"Why?"

"I don't know why. I've never done it, it felt . . . exhilarating. Besides I'd rather he drink ,y blood than go and kill an innocent."

Draco kicked the wall and turned his back to her. It took him a few moments to look at her and the look on his face held what she fears. "Drink my blood."

Tempest eyes flared and so many angry thoughts raced through her mind. "I will not. I don't even drink his!"

"Tempest now is not the time to argue. Tempest quite frankly I'm afraid of him being this close to you all the time, with you acceptance. I want to know what you feel and unless I do, I can't understand it, I can't understand that part of you. He's attracted to you and you know it. It worries me."

"Draco—"

Draco hit his fist against the wall. "Dammit Tempest just do it!"

Tempest couldn't believe it. She couldn't believe what he was asking, what she had caused. So, fighting against everything that held her back, she pulled Draco close and gently kissed his neck before biting into it. She heard a soft moan escape his mouth and she drank his blood delicately. With all her strength she forced herself to stop and licked her lips. The blood of blood given was far sweeter than that of blood taken forcibly. She caught him in her arms and lowered him gently to the ground.

"Tempy—"

She sighed and stroked his face. "Don't you ever ask that of me again."

He nodded and his eyes fluttered. She heard footsteps and looked up to see Pansy pointing her wand at her.

"You witch."

"Pansy—"

"Avada Kadavra!"

Tempest sat ready to black the spell but had no need, someone stood before her suddenly and blocked it for her. The black hair flowed down her back and she could see the gold shine in the light. Entia pointed her blade at Pansy.

"Run along little girl lost." Pansy ran fro her life and Entia looked down at Tempest and sneered.

"You should pick him up Zephyr, before people see or hear. Now know this, now we know just how weak you are and just how precious he is to you."

Tempest snarled. "You will leave him alone."

Entia laughed, and the cold dark shrill echoed down the empty hall. "Oh, I promise, I'll leave him alone." She turned to walk away.

"Thank you."

Entia shrugged. "Merwicks orders."

"Figures." Tempest stroked Draco face and healed his neck. Like nothing happened. She hefted him up and lead him to the Slytherin Dormitory. He muttered something and she smiled.

"I love you too Draco."

***

Tempest was running along the street. It was raining and no light of any kind were on. It was too dark and for once the darkness frightened her. Her black boots splashed water as she ran through puddles, her hair stuck to her face. Tears streaked down her face and her sword felt slippery in her bare hands. She turned and ran. She couldn't believe it, she wouldn't believe it. She stopped running and wiped her face.

"It can't be true," she mumbled through tears, "it just can't be."

"What can't be true Young Tempest." Her body shook when she registered that voice, she knew that voice. Tempest turned around slowly and couldn't believe it. Thunder struck and illuminated the familiar face. She choked back her screams.

Tempest jerked up in bed gasping for air. No one woke, no one heard her. Her visions scared her, and this on e in particular was always becoming clearer and clearer and yet when she woke she could never remember the face she saw. The face that had both infuriated her and made her fearful. The vision reminded her of one of those dreams she used to have where she could remember almost everything except one little important aspect. She pulled her hair out of her face and stepped out of her bed. Sitting on the window ledge was Merwick. He held his hand out to her with concern. Tempest didn't hesitate when she took it and jumped from the ledge with him.

They both walked in silence for a bit until she crossed her arms.

"I don't' think its you I see," said Tempest.

"Oh I know. Its not anyone you would expect apparently."

"Do you see the face?"

He shook his head. "No I don't. I can only see what your mind registers Zephyr, your mind blocks out the image and you're so focussed on yourself that you don't see it even if you think you do." He leaned against a tree and she sat by the little pool of water.

"I wish I could see the face."

"Maybe it isn't something you are meant to stop."

"That's what scares me." He knelt down to her and lifted her chin. What was wrong with me, she thought, I love Draco I know I do. So why am I staring at Merwick with such intensity, that man who was trying to kill her.

"Why do you try to kill me?"

"Because, when I found the Crescent of Merlin, it spoke ti me. Very few witches and wizards have this gift to hear magical items I am one. It called for revenge, something I ached for at that moment. I took it and chipped off a piece and drank it, like your mother did with the Philosophers stone. He drove me insane and made me kill people, dark witches and wizards that deep down I hadn't truly wanted to kill. He was angry at those of the darkness. When he sensed Morganna and the power within you he feared th power you had and wanted you dead.

"That was until you freed him anyway. He saw a light within you and joined you. With that you took away my life and power and time after time you tried to kill me. This time my vengeance was all mine. I wanted revenge against Morganna for trapped Merlin, against Merlin for entrapping me and against you for both hoarding their essences and power and for well trying to kill me." His head was lower to hers and she could feel his breath against her lips. "You know a piece of Merlin is still with me, a piece of his power and magic, hence this incredible bond we have between us."

"Merwick—" she started before he kissed her. Tempest wanted to fight back push him away slap him end the deal but she couldn't. Instead, she returned the kiss. She knew it was wrong, she knew she loved Draco and yet she was wrapping her arms around his neck like she had done countess times with Draco and was lacing her fingers through his snow white hair. She had to pull away, she had to vanish, to go away. But she couldn't, all she could to was continue to kiss him. Then suddenly, Maddox was kissing her. Tempest pulled away and Merwick stared at her.

"Zephyr?"

Her eyes were wide, she knew she had to say but one word and then he would understand. "Maddox." He stared ta her confused then his eyes widened in understanding.

"I see, well that is disturbing." H looked up and stared at te moon. "You should go back to bed Zephyr." He helped her up and stared into his eyes and wanted so badly to kiss him again.

"Are we interrupting something," said a stern voice. Tempest parted from Merwick quiklcy and looked at Zoltron who stood alongside Serena and Stella. She hoped they hadn't seen the kiss she had just shared with Merwick.

"I think you were," said a sultry voice. Entia jumped down from a branch and laced a lean pale arm over Merwick. Her hair was so black when placed neck to Merwick.

"No, you weren't, I was just going back to bed." Tempest walked over towards them hoping her composure was intact. She knew Entia had seen.

"Why were you up in the first place and with him," said Serena crossly.

"I had a nightmare and I came for a walk and he happened to be around. Merwick always pops out of nowhere, you should know that by now." Serena blushed and looked away.

"If I were you I wouldn't believe her," mocked Entia. She began to laugh.

"Entia enough," said Merwick. Entia stopped laughing and growled. "Listen to nothing my little pet says, she's just . . . jealous."

"No problem there," said Stella. "I wouldn't believe anything that came out of either of your mouths."

"Come on Zeph, lets go," said Zoltron pulling her along roughly. Tempest let him and looked back briefly at Merwick. Entia was all over him and it unfortunately made her jealous.

***

Days had passed since her kiss with Merwick and she couldn't get it out of her mind. Every time she saw him sh e blushed and sadly her oldest and dearest friend was noticing. Void passed her a note in class and she carefully read it over. The catacombs, of course.

Tempest prepared as Void placed a series of spells on the door an looked sternly at Tempest. She tried to smile to make it go away. It didn't work.

"So are you going to tell me?"

Tempest rubbed her neck nervously. "He kissed me."

"Figures and let me guess you kissed him back?" Tempest nodded and sat down. Void sighed and sat down across from her.

"I think there may be more to him Void."

"You know the sad thing it, I believe that too."

Tempest looked at him shocked. "Really?"

"Yeah, I know scary. What's scarier is that only we see it."

"Do you think he's manipulating us?"

"He might be, that is possible, but there is something I have noticed."

"What?"

"I think he's genuine falling in love with you. He wants you."

"I guessed as much. What scared me is I think he will do anything to get me."

"He probably would."

Tempest grabbed Void's hand. "Void I kissed him back." She still couldn't believe that.

Void arched his eyes. "Draco?"

Her heart fluttered at the sound of his name and she smiled. "Oh I love Draco. But there is something about Merwick that I can't resist."

"There is more to him than we thought. I think there may be some true good I him."

"One can only hope." Void nodded and stood up to remove the spells Tempest pulled him back and shook her head. She didn't want to leave. Not tonight.

***

Tempest was naked and not alone. Strong familiar arms were wrapped around her and their bodies moved rhythmically together against the green grass. Her neck arched back and she felt the blood drain from her body. She bit into the body above her and drank the blood insatiably. She pulled away roughly unwrapping the arms and rolled over on top of him. She kissed the face beneath her and sat back up. Merwick stared up at her.

Tempest woke with a start and woke Void. Her breathing was erratic as she shook her head disbelieving.

"Zephyr what's wrong?" she Void hugging her.

"Dream—"

"A vision?"

"I don't know, maybe, I don't think so."

"What happened?"

Tempest shook her head. "Not now Void. I don't want to talk about it nor do I want to even think about it."

"Yeah okay, whatever you want." He pulled her close and Tempest nuzzled her head in his chest and let the tears flow. Void did his best to comfort her. If only he knew she was crying cause she hated herself, and he would agree with her hatred once he knew the reason.

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