Blood Ties

A/N: You all brighten my day with all your thoughts and comments. Now that we have the initial blood bond out of the way, we can get to the real meat of the story...

Hermione shifted slowly as she came back to the world of the living. She could feel Draco pressed tightly against her backside, his morning arousal pushed against the cleft in her bottom. She stiffened as the events from the night before rose to the forefront of her mind. Had last night actually happened?

She cracked her eyes open and took in the green bed curtains. She groaned in her mind. Shite! All that did happen. She'd given her virginity to Draco Malfoy. The same Draco Malfoy that was now a vampire. She'd entered into a magical agreement to be his blood donor and sexual paramour for as long as he wanted.

How could she be so stupid?

She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, trying to calm herself. What was done is done. She couldn't change things now. She could only figure out what to do from here.

First things were first: she had to figure out where she was and get back to Hogwarts. Surely someone had realized that she was missing. Then she would figure out how she was going to deal with Malfoy. She definitely needed to go to the library. There had to be some way that she could restrict or get rid of this bond altogether. She just couldn't see herself as Malfoy's sex slave for the rest of her life.

She moved slightly as she tried to wiggle out from under the leg he had curled over her hip. She wasn't even aware that vampires slept. Apparently this one did if the light snoring was any indication. After some slow maneuvering, she managed to pry herself from his grip.

She froze as he flipped onto his other side. She breathed a sigh of relief when his soft snores began again. She snorted to herself. Who'd ever thought that Draco Malfoy snored. It was almost cute.

Almost.

She pulled her eyes from him and hurriedly located her clothing, chastising herself for having such insane thoughts. Maybe it was because of the bond. She would have to find out for sure. She searched for her wand. She knew that she would need it to get back to the school. She checked the nightstands, pulling open each drawer quietly, so as not to wake her captor.

She searched the pockets of his discarded robe and trouser's pockets and came up empty handed. She didn't even find his wand. Where was he hiding them. Her eyes went to the pillow under his head. It was a near improbability that he had them stashed there. She knew she wouldn't be able to get it from there.

She huffed angrily and turned to the door. She would have to think of something else. She yelped as her hand closed around the silver doorknob.

It had burned her!

"Going somewhere?" his voice drawled lazily.

She looked at her hand. It was red and stung terribly. Foul little ferret! Trust him to put wards up that would harm her if she tried to breach them.

She turned to face her…. What was he to her now? He wasn't a friend. He wasn't really her enemy. She couldn't class him as that since she was technically his lover. It made her head hurt.

"Look," she stated carefully as she massaged her temples. "I was just going to return to school. I'm hungry and I'm sure that someone has noticed my absence."

He raised an eyebrow as he sat up in the bed. She forced her eyes to remain on his face even as more and more of his chiseled body was exposed. He smirked as if he could read her thoughts. She blushed and he smirked knowingly.

Prat!

"You are in Hogwarts, love. If you were hungry, you should have woken me. I'd have ordered you something. Can't have you getting too skinny on me now, can we?"

Hermione's mind was fixated on the fact that they were still at school. At school where? She was sure that none of the dorms looked like this.

"This is my own private chambers, my nest so-to-speak, before you ask. Once my Godfather learned of my status, he petitioned the Headmaster for this space."

Hermione was flummoxed. Did the Headmaster know what he was?

She cleared her throat. "Does Dumbledore know what you are?"

He stared at her for a moment, his eyes glinting hungrily as he perused her form leisurely. "Yes," he finally answered. " He gave a werewolf the chance to teach, why not give a vampire the chance to continue his education?"

He was right. He did deserve to continue his education but what about the safety of the students? Even Lupin had been locked away during the full moon. She was a shining example of what could go horribly wrong.

"Look, Malfoy, please let me out. Let me have my wand. I'll come if you call, you have my word. Right now, I just need a moment to let this all sink in."

What she really thought she needed was Draught of Peace potion. Her mind was whirling a million miles a minute and it was beginning to overwhelm her.

She jumped as he appeared before her instantly. Why did he keep doing that? And he was naked to boot! He moved toward her and she countered by moving back until the door stopped her retreat. Was he always going to be so domineering?

"Leave me alone, Malfoy!" she sneered as she met his glacial gaze.

"No," he countered. " I don't think so. There is no need for you to leave, just yet. It's the weekend, you won't be missed. And I'm not nearly finished with you."

"You're insatiable!" she argued as he kissed up the side of her neck. "How am I ever going to have a life if you keep me locked in a room and chained to your bed!"

He laughed, the sound was wicked and sultry in her ears. " Sounds like a plan, darling."

"Argh!" she groaned. "Please, I just need some time! I can't do this right now!"

He pulled away slightly and licked his lips. She could see the faint red of her blood. She hadn't even felt him bite her. "You can and you will, Granger. You agreed. I hate to break it to you, but it looks like you'll be moving in with me. As you so rightly stated, I am insatiable. All young vampires are."

She stood there open-mouthed at his pronouncement. She was not going to live with him, despite what he thought.

"I'm not moving in with you! That was not part of the agreement! I wouldn't even if you were Adam and I was fashioned from your rib!" He really had some nerve!

He pinned her with his eyes, fury blazing inside his icy orbs. "Who the fuck is Adam? And what the hell does he have to with this? I swear on Slytherin's testicles, if you have another man…"

Hermione couldn't help it. Laughter bubbled from her throat making this situation even more ridiculous than it already was. She forgot that Malfoy wouldn't know who Adam and Eve were.

"This isn't funny," he seethed. "I told you that there would be no other men. Now, tell me who this Adam is and where I can find him."

"It's a muggle reference, Malfoy!" she smiled at the insanity of the situation. "I told you, there hasn't been anyone else. Now, do calm down and let me out, will you?"

"No," he replied. "I meant what I said. I wasn't done with you. You are in for the long haul, my dearest Granger. You'll be wishing you chose the other option by the time I'm done with you."

Hermione's smile faded as she realized that he was serious. Deadly serious.

What exactly had she gotten herself in to?

A/N: Back to the cliffhangers, you know how I love them so! So, no one guessed that he stayed at Hogwarts. And of course Dumbledore knew of Draco's status. He knows all, doesn't he? Personally, my favorite part of this story was when Draco got mad over Adam. I laugh every time I read it. What's your favorite part, so far? Have you guessed what Draco really wants from Hermione? I'm not sure he knows just yet. And, I just wanted to address the pace of this story. Some of you feel that it is a bit rushed, and I agree to a certain extent. However, this was written in drabble form and there were certain prompts that were given to me to incorporate into the story. I did my best to have each chapter flow coherently with the others and sometimes that meant skipping over certain parts. I was happy with the final product and decided not to alter anything in the end. I didn't want to cheat and add chapters here and there to flesh it out more, so to speak. Drop me a line, tell me if you're enjoying this as much as I did when I was writing it.