..previously..

As I finally got nearer the office, a voice stopped me in my tracks.

"Potter. What the fuck are you doing out this late?"

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A string of curse words swam through my mind. I froze, trying to find the correct words to respond to Malfoy.

I went to open my mouth to speak, but I felt my fangs growing slowly. An almost primal urge to lunge at Malfoy arose, but because of the distance, I could control myself.

"Malfoy.. Don't get closer to me." I choked out, having trouble getting out the words with my fangs enlarged.

Malfoy took a step forward. "I asked you a question."

"Blood. I need fucking blood, ok Malfoy?" I spat, trying to get him to back off.

This sentence didn't seem to faze him. If it had, he didn't show it.

"Surely you don't go looking around and feasting on prefects, do you?" He teased, taking a few steps toward me again.

I say nothing. "Oh! Or do you drink animal blood to tie you over..?" He asked, continuing to move forward. This was the closest I had been to someone this hungry. It took almost all my self control not to just pounce on him.

Malfoy looked me right in the eyes. He must have seen the red ring around my once bright green eyes. I was hungry, to the point where I was almost feral. Malfoy still didn't falter.

He moved till he was in range of me, and from where I was standing, I could've just lunged and drained him so easily...

Malfoy stepped closer once more, and this time, I couldn't stop myself. Instead of immediately sinking my fangs in, I just buried my face in his neck, breathing in sharply.

Malfoy made no noise of protest, surprisingly. As I lifted my head a little I licked along his exposed collarbone and neck.

"I could bite you right now.. And you're completely calm.." I trailed off, softly nibbling at his skin but not biting.

"You are truly dense, Potter" He muttered, almost to himself, "If you're gonna fucking bite me, do it."

I sank my fangs in, harshly sucking and lapping up the blood coming from him.

As soon as I had sunk my fangs in, Malfoy had gripped to me, not actually expecting me to bite him, but not exactly against it. Malfoy's hands gripped at my outer layer of clothes, making little whimpers every here and there.

I detached from his neck, lapping up the blood around the bite, my fangs shrinking slightly. I pulled back, realizing what I had done.

"Good Lord- Malfoy, I'm sorry- I couldn't control myself." I said quickly, apologizing the best I could.

Malfoy though, at the moment, looked dazed and just nodded along and hummed in agreement.

Damnit. What the hell am I supposed to do with him? I can't just leave him here..

Still dazed, Malfoy suddenly grabbed my arm and started pulling along, before stopping at the slytherin dormitories.

"Malfoy, Let go" I asked softly, trying to pull his fingers away in what seemed to be an iron tight grip.

His grip loosened and his gaze focused. He glanced between where he was holding my wrist and my face.

"Ah- Malfoy I'm sorr-" I start to say before being cut off by him.

"Shut up you utter twat. I heard you the first time."

"Are you Ok?"

"Like you care- I'm just surprised You didn't pierce my neck first chance you had." Malfoy spat, before walking into slytherin dorms, slamming the door behind him.

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[POV Switch: Draco]

God damnit, Potter. I rubbed by neck around where the bite mark was. How the hell am I going to cover this up?

Maybe a glamour..? I sighed harshly, not realizing a certain Pansy Parkinson creeping down the stairs.

"Draco?" Pansy asked, Obviously confused seeing me there. "Aren't you supposed to be out on prefect duty?"

Her eyes widened as her eyes found my neck.

"Good lord, Draco. I knew you were obsessed with him.. But I didn't think you'd let him feed from you."

"Me either."