Bloody September

Heads Up A.N.:Fea is pronounced Fey like a faerie but doesn\'t mean that. Its short for Fearthainn which is Gaelic for Rain. This will be explained towards the end but I\'m just telling you because I can.

Chapter 1: What you don\'t know...

Draco stormed into the common room, eyes alight with anger, stopping right behind where a boy was sprawled on a dark green, common room couch.
Blaise heard Draco asking what her name was; he turned his head to look at the blond with a slightly scared look on his face and managed to stammer out that he didn\'t know.
\"How can you not know? You knew what year she was, and when she transferred!\" He was still a little mad and his voice was growing to a dangerous volume, transferring his previous rage to Blaise.
\"I\'m not an expert on her or anything. Its just hard to not to notice such a hot...er... beautiful girl.\" Blaise got up and stood at a safe distance from Draconus before saying this.
\"Gods you\'re such a horn-ball Blaise.\"
Both boys swivelled to see Pansy standing with her arms crossed over her chest a couch separating them. Draco taking the opportunity sat down on the couch previously occupied by another, propping one leg up against the table now between him and Blaise. Arms stretched out around the back of the couch he didn\'t bother looking at Pansy again.
\"Her name is Fea. Fearthainn something or other.\"
Draco looked at Pansy who moved to stand next to where Blaise also sat down. She had caught his attention.
\"Where is she from?\"
\"I think she moved here from America or ... oh I don\'t know Draco! Go find out yourself.\" she snapped at him.
Pansy was fuming as she stormed out of the common room. Blaise stood in a moments notice to try to stop her but she was gone far before he had a chance to reach the portrait. Blaise turned around to glare at the back of Draco\'s couch.
\"You\'re really getting to her mate.\"
\"Whatever. She\'ll get over it.\"
\"You know, I don\'t get you.\" the other Slytherin\'s eyes snapped up to look at the comfortable boy on the couch. \"Why do you throw away what\'s right in front of you to go running for something unattainable? You KNOW she has a thing for you, but you just brush her aside.\"
\"Nothing is unattainable. Not to a...\"
\"Malfoy? Yes, we know Draco.\"
Without another word, Blaise left Draco deep in though hoping to catch Pansy before she went completely crazy.
Draco was left alone: his mind scheming infinite ways to get Fea.

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Luna Lovegood was resting on a couch in the Ravenclaw common room just as Fearthainn Atra came in.
\"Hi Fea.\" she said with a glazed look in her eyes. Luna lowered one of her latest issues of the quibbler once Fea approached her.
\"Hi Luna.\" Fea noticed Luna greeting her and gesturing for her to sit down. Fea shook her head and gave the younger girl a small smile.
\"What took you so long?\"
\"Oh nothing... I was just intercepted on my way back by Draco Malfoy.\"
At this Luna looked up and cocked her head to the side.
\"Why is that?\"
\"I don\'t know, He was just being stupid.\" Fae stated vaguely.
\"oh. Well... I hope you\'re not too mad.\"
\"No I\'m not mad. \"
\"Hmm.\" she looked at Fea thoughtfully for a moment \"I\'m surprised Draco came on to you.\" She said knowingly.
\"Yes. So am I actually.\"
Luna nodded and went back to analyzing her magazine without another word.

Fea went up to the girls dormitories realizing that her friend had finished talking. If she took up the quibbler after a conversation, it was a sure sign that Luna was finished.
The dorms were empty this time of day which was a relief. The girl walked over to her trunk and grabbed a large, black, leather bound book with deep red writing charred into it. Sitting down tucking one foot under her on the four poster bed with her book in front of her, Fearthainn felt a strange sensation sweeping over her before she had the chance to open the book laying before her. the wave felt like a slow pulsating pain going up from the tips of her toes to her heart making it beat faster and faster until an unbearable pain seared through her and the beating fell to such a slow pace it was almost undetectable. Fea gasped and grabbed the sheets with her hands tipping her head back and screwing her eyes shut. She opened her mouth trying not to scream as a pair of milky white fangs released themselves from her gums sending a shiver down the girl\'s spine. Fea\'s eyes flew opened suddenly and her pupils dilated as the deep blue pigment of her eyes gained a lighter tint and spread silver streaks through the center along with many shades of blue that made her eyes an impossibly complex colour. The pain disappeared much faster than it came and Fea arched her back forward as the last shock pierced through her body and collapsed on the bed.
Breathing in deeply she closed her eyes again unable to focus on anything.
\"Fuck...\" she said airily, slowly releasing the breath she took seconds ago.
After almost five minutes trying to regain her breath and composure , Fea pulled herself up on her palms and leaned back on the headboard. Reaching over to the night stand to the left of her she slid out the second drawer and took out a small black suede pouch.
Untying the black ribbon holding the pouch closed, she carefully took out a glass vile with a dark opaque liquid in it holding it up to a candle. As soon as the vial was exposed to the light it changed to a blood red and then swirled to become a perfect opalescent white.
Uncorking it she brought the vile to her lips and tipped her head back to get every drop of the potion in it. Putting it on the on the nightstand she felt a calmness spreading trough her this time starting at her heart and working itself outwards. This wasn\'t painful in the least, in fact it felt nice. She felt her fangs retract back into her gums and easing her heart rhythm back to it\'s normal state. Her eyes took back the many colours they gained and went back to their previous sapphire blue. She suddenly felt very tired and forgetting to put her book back fell asleep on top of it.