Dark Creatures Sociology

It was almost time that Draco Malfoy woke up. Anita didn't even know if there were minutes left till his rise, he might be seconds away. Where was her daughter? Hopfully not still in the grip of the Ardeur... Maybe she should stop waiting for her daughter and just do the rite herself... Sure she didn't want anymore men, especially more men in a submissive role to her. What could she say? She liked her men to be rough with her. And it's so hard for a sub to learn to be rough... Although being dominant to Nathaniel was most of the time a refreshing change. Not to mention she loved her Pomme de sang.

Just as Anita was opening up her sheilds to telepathiclly inquire of where her daughter was, Bellanna walked through the door. With Harry Potter right behind her no less. "What is he doing here?"

"He's going to assist me, with the rite. Which I read but I'm going to do my own thing, Mom."

"...You sure you know what you're doing? If you're trying to copy..."

Anita was cut off, "Don't worry, Mom, all is informed, except Draco. But considering his other option... Moroven would torture him and leave him all scarred."

"What?" Harry asked.

"Moroven is the vampire that attacked Draco...She was...well, she was pissed that he was prettier than her. My mom's vampire servent was actually turned by her too."

Anita watched the confused blink, "What?" Harry asked.

Anita sighed out of pity, "If this vampire feels like someone has prettier features than her...well let's say that she corrects the...'issue'."

"Still not quite understanding..." Harry muttered.

"She would have pulled out his hair and gauged his eyes out. She didn't like how his eyes were bluer or how his hair was blonder." Lanna filled in.

"That's..."

"Psychotic?" Anita and Bellanna said.

"Yes..."

Anita nodded. "Well, just like regular people Vampires or lycanthropes have the capabilities to be crazy, or evil. But just the oppisite they also have the ability to be good and loving."

"Anyways, it's so time for the rite, or it will be too late." Lanna cut in.

Anita nodded her head.

Lanna sighed and closed her eyes. "Draconis Malfoy, Sired by the Master Vampire Moroven you shall be no longer. I, Bellanna Blake, shall be your Master." Taking out a dagger from her bag Bellanna started to walk in a circle. "Air, I ask you join this circle to keep external powers out. Fire, I ask you join this circle to keep external powers out. Water, I ask that you join this circle to keep external powers out. And Earth, I ask that you join this circle to keep external powers out. Goddess, I walk this circle to sheild all powers but my own out, so mote it be."

Lanna finished her circle, and without further adue took the dagger and cut through her palm. "Draconis Malfoy, with this blood I cut your ties to the Master Vampire Moroven," Lanna said as she moved her bleeding palm over Draco's mouth. "Now that your ties are cut, I, Bellanna Blake will be your Master."

Draco's eyes snapped open, as he bit down on the wound. Bellanna flinched but only for a second. "Don't drink too much! Just enough blood that will break your bond."

Draco released her palm, "We were in the woods, that vampire!"

"Don't worry about that vampire, are you still hungry?" Lanna asked.

Draco frowned, "Hungry? Why is your palm bloody...No! I, am I a vampire!"

"'Fraid so, but don't worry, we'll take good care of you, promise. Harry's offered to let you feed off of him some."

Draco looked horrified, "I could never!"

"It will make us stronger, and he might then have a fighting chance," Lanna told him.

"What, how?" Draco asked suspiciously.

"It's a psychic bond. I've already fed off him, so you being my servant...it would form a unique unbreakable bond." Lanna explained, "We're talking telepathic links, and power boosts to go around."

Draco slowly brought his gaze over to Harry, "That could be very usefull in this war..."

"Yep, all three of us would become a lot harder to kill."

"Very well."

Anita snorted, "Power he knows not? I would assume this Voldemort knows absolutely nothing about this kind of power. Not sure if this is ironic or tragic."

Alright, so that concludes that for now. Review!