Passion in Bloom

Draco woke, bathed in the soft, golden glow of dusk filtering into his room. Alone in his room. Where was Harry? Draco knew he had been here the night before, or had that been a dream? He was so confused. He remembered everything so clearly, he remembered Harry being outside his window, and he remebered he had been crying, and then the pain came. It had been horrible, but Draco felt great now, not even sore. He slowly got up, and padded to the bathroom to rinse his face. He filled the basin with cool water, and splashed his face a few times. Suddenly there was a crash from his room.
"Shit!" a voice yelled from the bedroom. Draco ran out of the bathroom to discover that boy, Harry, in a state of panic.
"Harry?" Draco asked, guessing what was causing the boy's distress.
"Thank God!" Harry yelled, as he rushed over to the confused blonde. " I thought you had wandered into town or something." Harry whispered as he held Draco in a tight enbrace.
" Why would I do that, and why would you panic because of that?" Draco asked, pulling away from Harry. " And what happened last night? Did you drug me or something?"
" Sit." was Harry's reply.
"NO, you need to tell me what's going on. If you've done anything to me, my father will make you pay." Draco began to threaten, even as he took a seat on his bed. His curiosity winning over.
"Do you remember me telling you that I have wanted you since we were ten?" The dark haired boy asked quietly. Draco nodded his head. He remembered everything Harry had told him last night, but that doesn't mean it made any sense."OK, so I guess I should start by telling you what happened at the bonfire." he took a breath, and pulled a chair a few feet in front of Draco and sat." Before I got there, I had fed, which is probably the only reason you aren't at the morgue right now." Draco decided that this process would go much faster if he didn't question every crazy thing that came out of Harry's mouth.
"Well I caught your scent on the dance floor, and thought I could control myself. You felt so perfect in my arms, and you smelled amazing!" Draco fought not to blush. " I wanted to take you somewhere private and finally be alone with you. I was stupid! As soon as I tasted your lips, I knew I wouldn't be satisfied till I had my fill." he stopped, and looked down into his hands.
"Harry? Please Just tell me what happened." Draco reached out to Harry, but the boy pulled away, and was standing in an instant. His eyes grew dark.
" I bit you. And drained your blood." He spat " I was able to stop, only becasue i was already full. You were barely alive when I got you home, but you were alive and that's all that mattered. I was hoping there was still enough blood in your system to fight off the venom, but it got to your heart, and I knew what I had to do." Harry turned away from Draco, and instead stared out the window, where the moon was begining to rise.
" You're a vampire?" Draco said, shocked at how easily he said it. The dark boy nodded from acrosss the room. " and you turned me into one too?" Harry began to audibly sob as he nodded.

Draco stood up, and and approached the mysterious boy. "Harry." he said softly. trembling, The boy turned to face Draco. for a long moment, Draco just stared into those haunting emerald eyes. They were filled with grief, and doubt. Finally Draco gave him has signature smirk. " I'm hungry." Harry's eyes suddenly sparked to life, and He grabbed Draco's hand, led him to the window.

Harry flung open the window, and stood on the edge. It had grown dark, but Draco could see everything in the silver moonlight. He hesitated slightly, did he really now what he was getting into? Did it matter? Could he turn back to his old life? One question rose up from within him.
" Harry? You hunt animals right?" He couldn't imagine Harry being able to have permanant residence in the town, and have no one notice blood drained bodies. Harry thought for a moment, then turned and gave him a fanged smile.
" This isn't a twilight novel Draco." He said, and jumped into the night.