8. Poison

I sat leaning against the common room wall in pain from the other week. I lifted my shirt to see the hole still fixing itself.

"What's wrong with you? You haven't moved for a week" Pansy sneered. I just smiled followed by a single chuff of amusement. "Fuck off, Parkinson" I growled before leaning my head back. She frowned at me and went to her room.

"Ok seriously, what's going on with you? You haven't been to any classes and all you've done is sit there"

I just smiled and looked up at him. "Relax, Snape knows why i've not been in lessons, he was there". I lifted my shirt slightly to show the hole in my stomach. "What happened?"

"I attacked Ron when he almost got his leg bitten off and Hermione stabbed me with a wooden stake. It was months ago but for some reason it came back"

"It didn't kill you?"

"A stake to the heart. Other places just leave me in pain. I take longer to heal than others"

"What and spells don't work?"

"Ha! If you think a stupid little healing spells going to work on me, your far from right" I grinned as i put my shirt back to normal. "But it's harder for me to heal when i haven't eaten in over a week"

"Fred or George haven't let you eat from them?"

"First of all, that sentence was very strange, it's called feeding. Second, no they haven't. Because they don't know. But oh well! It'll just take longer to heal"

I scrunched my face up at a pain as the pace of the flesh healing slowed down again.

Draco just frowned at me and looked around. "Can you come out?"

"Not really" I huffed. "Just, come on" He sighed, coming over and holding his hand out. I squinted my eyes at him before taking his hand and he pulled me up. "Argh" I groaned at the pain and put my arm over his shoulder.

He managed to get me out and went down into the forest before sitting me down against a tree quite far into it. I frowned at him as he looked around. "What are you doing Ma-" I stopped at the smell of his blood and looked up. He dropped the sharp twig that was in his hand and we both watched the blood drop down.

"What are you doing, Draco?" I frowned when He walked over. "You need to eat don't you?"

"A week of not eating makes it hard enough to stop drinking but mix it with being the strongest scent and that's not good. And since when did you help people?"

"Look i may be horrible but i'm not gonna let someone die"

"And what if you die?"

He frowned down at his arm for a bit. "Draco i'm kidding. I can't kill you my body refuses it"

"What?"

"No Vampire can kill their strongest scent, someone else has to. If we go to far when drinking their blood we get some sort of poison released so we're forced to let go. Well that's how it is in my family at least"

"Well then just eat!"

"No"

He sighed and knelt down in front of me, putting his arm just under my chin area so the smell of the blood got stronger. "You're basically torturing me you know" I growled.

"Well then that will just make it easier for you won't it?" He said with a frown.

"Draco, there's something you don't know"

"And what's that?"

"When I drink blood-" I pushed his arm away slowly, my pupils growing bigger. "I never go for the arm"

He frowned before I pulled him down and dug my fangs into his neck, the blood flowing quickly as he slowly got weaker. I bit down harder knowing I couldn't kill him and he let out a weak groan from the pain.

He fell forward, me catching him as he slowly lost his strength. I hadn't felt sick yet, but I felt my stomach repairing itself.

Once again I bit down harder, my eyes growing darker at the sensation.

I felt the poison get released into my throat and let go, still holding him up but looking away to cough and spit the poison out.

I looked at him again, he was cold and pale as he leaned into me, his breathing so slow it almost wasn't there.

I put my hand over the bite, it immediately getting coated in blood and mumbled something from a different language that my mum taught me. "Paraneda" which is Estonian for heal. My hand heated up and his skin fixed under it leaving faint little marks.

I lifted him up a bit more before turning him over and sitting back, leaning him against my arm as his colour came back. "Thank you" I whispered. He just grunted and moved his head slightly.

I huffed and rubbed my eyes as the sky started to get dark. Then i heard a twig snap, my head turned to that direction to see a man looking at me. "Give the boy"

"No thanks"

"He's dying, he needs help"

"Don't start that crap. As long as i don't move him he's fine"

"No. The poison got in his neck and you already healed the bite so it's trapped in there. He'll be dead by the morning. Notice how he's still cold? Still motionless"

I frowned and laid him down in a comfortable position and put the back of my finger on his cheek, feeling the iciness of his skin. I frowned and put my hand on his chest to feel his breathing hitching. "You can't take him"

"I have to. Unless, you help him"

I frowned at the man and looked down at him. I put my hand around the back of his head and propped him up a bit. "Tick tock Kara. Poison spreads fast"

"Shut up. How- uh?"

"You have to drink his blood"

"But the poisons mixed with it"

"Oh yes, and you know what the poison is dear girl. I have sympathy for you, you know. Being the only messed up Vampire, having vervain released into your system to stop you from killing your strongest smell. But i guess you'll die, for a boy you've known for a matter of months"

"Well why would i let someone innocent die?"

"Because you've done it before. You've let someone die and they did nothing wrong"

"Be quiet so i can get this out. I don't know what the fuck the vervain is mixed with to make him die but i need to get it out so piss off"

I lifted him up toward me again and bit into his neck, sucking the poison out of him and making me sick, in pain. I took my head away and spat the blood out with coughs. I wiped my face and bit him again, repeating it over and over.

"It's not just the neck Kara. It's his shoulder's his arms and his chest, because that's where the heart is, as you know"

It took my head away and spat with coughs before wiping my face again. I ripped down his shirt and bit into his shoulder, and then the other one. I the went to his arms and bit down on them too, sucking every bit of poisoned blood out.

Every bite and every bit of blood made me weaker and in pain.

"That's it, but quick before it gets to the heart"

"I told you to piss off"

"Quickly, the poisons nearly there"

"Ka- Kara what are you do- ing?" Draco muttered as he gained consciousness. "She's saving your life, mate" The man said.

I looked at Draco and quickly bit into his chest, making him shout out in pain. My head jolted up when a massive amount of vervain reached my mouth, then giving me the clue that i stopped it. I put Draco back down and looked away, coughing and spitting his blood out.

My arms suddenly collapsed and i rolled onto my side, it now being my breath that hitched.

"Look at that, two thirteen year old's laying on the ground. One dying, one with his own little protector"

I just scowled at him as i held my stomach, my body feeling like it was burning on the inside. "There must be a reason you saved him. Because knowing you like i do you would have gladly let him die for food"

I continued to scowl, dropping my head on the ground in the process. "Unless something happened, something that ruined you life?"

The man walked closer and rolled up my sleeve to show my wrist. "D.M? What could that possibly mean?" He said in a sarcastic tone. Draco slowly sat up, still in pain. "You boy, come and look"

Draco frowned and came closer to look at my wrist. "D.M. Your parents must be cruel to of done this to you" The man smiled again. I grunted and ripped my arm away, sending a pain down my body. "Why are my initials on her wrist?"

"Her parents did it. They're cruel people, loving but cruel. They chose to ruin her life"

Draco just frowned at me as i suffered. "You have a strange reaction to vervain. You've also lasted longer than most" the man added.

"Why is my name on her wrist?" Draco repeated. "Why do people label things?"

Draco just frowned at him as the man slowly picked me up.

"To show what belongs to them"