Her Turning

A/N: Thank you to my beta, LunaSeay!

Draco woke up suddenly. He opened his eyes to see Hermione in front of him. She had been covering him with a blanket before he woke up. Hermione looked down at him with hurt still visible in her eyes.

When they got back to the manor the medic instructed him to let her rest. He fell asleep in an arm chair while watching over her.

“Hermione, I’m…” She pressed a finger to his lips shushing him.

She crawled into his lap and straddled his hips. She leaned forward and kissed him. He kissed her back and wrapped his arms around her waist. She responded by grinding her hips against his. She wound her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. His hands wandered down her back then slid up to her arms. He caressed her arms slowly and then pulled down the straps of her nightgown that he had dressed her in earlier.

She kissed him harder, a moan erupting from her throat. He slid the straps further down her arms, pulling the nightgown away to reveal her breasts. He pulled back, to kiss her jaw. He pressed kisses down her neck, trailing lower over her chest. His lips caught her nipples, circling them with his tongue.

She threw back her head and moaned. She moved her hips faster, rubbing her heat on his still covered cock. He moaned with his lips still covering her nipple. He opened his mouth wider and bit at the flesh just above her nipple. She let out a soft “Oh!” and pulled his head closer. Draco sucked her nipple and her blood and reached down to pull up the hem of her nightgown. His hand slid from her thigh to her sex.

He pushed the fabric of her panties aside to touch her pussy. He rubbed her clit and felt her shake a bit. She pulled his head back up and kissed him, tasting her own blood on his tongue. She pulled away slightly and looked deep into his eyes.

He watched as her eyes darkened and her eyelids slowly dropped. She leaned into him, her nose touching his. Her small hand slid down his chest and pulled his shirt from the top of his pants. She unbuttoned his pants and opened his zipper. Her hand reached into his boxers and pulled his cock out. She lifted herself and guided his cock to her entrance.

She lowered herself onto him, his cock being enveloped by her tight pussy. As he gasped out, she pulled his head to hers, their lips barely touching. His eyes widened as he felt his Hermione draining away his soul.

……

Draco sat up suddenly and looked around the room to find Hermione. He sighed loudly, relieved that it was only a dream. He groaned out loud as he felt his cock painfully tightening his pants. He stood up and walked to the bed. No Hermione sleeping soundly on the bed. The blanket and covers were thoroughly mused.
He was about to run out and have a search party look for her. He turned around and faced a surprised Hermione. The glass from hands slipped. He caught it with lightning speed.

“Draco! You scared the hell out of me!” She said, clutching her chest.

Draco placed the glass on the table. Hermione was about to ask him what was wrong. She never got to ask her question. Draco pulled her into a tight embrace. He smelled the scent of her hair and leaned his head into her neck. She stood on her tiptoes just to be able to lean her head against his shoulder.

She knew exactly what his embrace meant. She could feel his relief, his apology and his love.

~

Marcus Andoline stepped down from his carriage. He wrinkled his nose at the land. It wrecked of death. He adjusted his hat and walked up the pebbled path to a large house. It was nowhere near the size of his manor, but it was decently large.

Three vampires stalked after him dressed in black leather trench coats and boots. They discreetly looked around, checking to see if there was any threat to their Lord.

Andoline stopped in front of the main entrance and kicked it open. The main lobby was dark and empty. Cobwebs covered every corner and dust coated the floors.

He walked in and went straight to the stairs. He skipped one step where a dead rat lay. One of his vampires kicked the body of the dead rat to the side, softly hissing at the disturbing thump in made as the body hit the wall.

He continued up and walked straight ahead. He stopped once again in front of a large door. Light seeped out of the cracks of the door. He lifted his gloved hand and twisted the doorknob open.

He entered a large office. Candles were lit everywhere. Old books were stacked on the floor covered in dust and cobwebs. The shelves covered every wall in the room.

In the middle of the room stood a large desk with old parchment and broken quills scattered across the top. The chair behind the desk started to rock back and forth. It turned around revealing a handsome man in his mid-twenties. A big sarcastic smile was plastered on his face. He brought up a lit cigar to his lips and inhaled the smoke.

“I didn’t know the dead could still use their lungs.” Andoline said.

The handsome man’s jewel-like eyes twinkled as he leaned back to his chair and brought his feet up to the back.
“Marcus! I have been expecting you!” He said he continue to rock his chair back and forth.

“Well, your little stunt did leave me amused.”

“Ha! And what a delicious young bride you’ve got. Wasn’t able to control myself when I saw the swells of her breasts peeking out from her dress.” The man said, obviously trying to piss Marcus off.

The he continued

“I’ll get her just like I got your wife and your father’s wife and his father’s wife and… Would you like me to list them all down?”

“There’s a war going on Antonio! Keep you cold dead ass out of it!” Marcus said angrily.

“Oh? After the proposition I got from this noseless fella, I think my delectable ass is already in it.”

“You wouldn’t, Antonio!”

“Oh? When I have you dead I get that pretty little virgin to play with.”

“Going to keep her before killing her off? Be neutral you idiot.”

“Kill her? I intend to make her my mate. We’ll live our soulless lives together, fucking on the same bed I had your wife and your mother on.” He sneered.

Andoline kept his head high.

“Watch you’re back. I’ll be able to find a way to kill you.” Marcus said as turned to leave.

“Oh, I’m just counting down the days until my immortal body would perish! Just to let you know, your dead father said the same thing!” Antonio yelled out before laughing maniacally.

As Marcus neared the carriage, he ordered one of his followers to call Harry Potter.

“Tell him an immortal has joined Voldemort.”