AN: I did some research on magic and magical currents and energy, so I am writing a disclaimer for the information I used for my story, I do not own it or affiliate with it in any way. It was just for research for this chapter :) So sorry for the long wait guys! Muse wasn't there and got so busy! Finally got this done, enjoy :D

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Vlad's POV

London

Later on that day, I picked Hermione up from work; which apparently did not work out so well for either of us. The stress of knowing what was out here, clearly was starting to affect us both, but mainly Hermione. I could all but feel her stress radiating off her body whenever I was near her. Poor girl. I felt terrible for doing this to her and bringing this part of my life to her, but I knew that she'd stand beside me not matter what. As did Mirena did before she died.

I parked outside of Hermione's work building, waiting for her to come outside. I rarely ever went in, knowing everyone would stare and I did not want to make Hermione uncomfortable with the stress she was already experiencing. I watched her as she got into the car, I smiled at her slightly, seeing she really needed to get away from work. I pulled out into the streets and let her be silent until she was ready to talk, but when she didn't I looked over at her worriedly.

"What troubles you, my love?" I took her hand in mine, brushing my thumb against the soft skin of the back of it. She looked over at me with a defeated smile and almost what appeared to be tears in her eyes. I watched the road, while also trying to read her. "What happened?" I pressed on, really wondering what happened in there and if there was anything I could do to help. A small sigh escaped her lips and she looked at me again "Just the girls were staring at me before, and Juliet and I had a pretty in depth discussion about you. She's worried that you're wrong for me."

I looked puzzled and pretty upset, no one should tell Hermione who to love. I turned the corner and decided to drop by the park for a moment to just let her clear her head. She seemed to be a little calmer now that we were out of the city a little bit. I stopped the car in the parking area, got out and went over to her opening her door "Come." I smiled nodding my head towards the park. She smiled pleasantly surprised, taking my hand and walking with me. The Spring breeze felt good against my skin and through my hair, the smell of the trees calming me. Hermione took my arm, resting her head against my arm.

"I love you. No matter what anyone says, Vlad. I am so very desperately in love with you." I stopped walking for a second, to lay my hands on her shoulders and let her face me.

"I never thought after all this time of my limitless existence, after Mirena, that I would find a woman like you. I love you, more than you know Hermione. And I will not let you go, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me in my life as a vampire. Don't let what people think, spoil what you have now. You are a strong woman who can make her own choices in life, who can do the greatest things people could not even dream of! Hermione, you are the most magnificent human being, so don't let people get you down or take what you have. I promise to keep you for as long as I can."

I looked at her, bending down slightly so she could fully see me, tears running down her face as she looked up at me with the most beautiful expression: love. I kissed her lovingly holding her to me, her arms around my neck. A moment or two later I broke apart from her, taking her hand in mine again and walking with her across the field towards a big oak tree. It's branches reaching out as if to touch the ground, on it's left side. I sat down underneath it and brought her with me. She giggled and cuddled into me, it was the most beautiful sound. I nuzzled her neck gently, my cravings starting to come back, especially after the first night we had together, she tasted sweet and I wanted that again.

"You are my drug of choice, I swear it." She looked over at me with a cheeky smile, I chuckled "I mean it! I think I need to make that potion again, I'm starting to crave blood more often now." Luckily today was over cast because I don't think I could handle the sun right now. "Speaking of blood cravings, I think we should rethink the ball. Not only will I may not be able to contain myself, but if the Turks are coming for us… You're friends. They can't know who we are."

Hermione moved to look at me, she cupped my face and smiled "Vlad, I am a witch. I can do memory charms. So can Harry and Ron. It will be fine, I'm not allowing these scum bag assholes ruin our party. Plus I think a vampire with a whole bunch of witches and wizards would be badass." She winked, I laughed whole heartedly, shaking my head "Oh my dear." She was so honest, that I didn't care if she swore it was who she was and I loved her for it. "I guess it's settled then, we'll keep the ball, but I cannot be held responsible for what might happen." She stood up, I too went with her. "I trust you." Her voice sounded like it was settled on the matter.

I smiled slightly and nodded "Alright then, well I do think you should stay with me. We see each other every day anyway. The house is full of food and we can just get you packed up, I mean if you want." Walking towards the car she smiled in agreement "Sounds like a plan."

We headed towards her building, the atmosphere between the two of us was better, calmer. "Do you feel better now?" I asked wanting to make sure there wasn't anything left unsaid. Her eyes found mine again, as she nodded "Yes, I'm glad I told you about today. You're right, I know she's just being dutiful in her friendship in looking out of me. But yes I will not allow anyone to tell me who to love and I feel like we are meant to be, so that's that." I smiled, nodding "Good."

Once we got there, we headed inside and I sat on the couch allowing her to take her time to get ready. I knew she would miss her apartment, it was her own place to call home. But I wanted her to be safe and my home was her home. She came out with her stuff and her dress for tomorrow night. "Ready?" She nodded and then wrote a quick letter to Harry and Ron, just incase they came looking here for her. I helped her carry her things out to the car, putting it into the back seat before helping her in the car (as usual) and got in my side heading off to my house.

Vlad's House

One the car was parked and turned off in my driveway, I helped Hermione with her things and put the luggage bag into my bedroom-Or rather our bedroom. I heard Hermione make herself at home, lighting the fireplace and getting herself something to eat. Speaking of eating I hadn't gotten the chance to even hunt. I felt so thirsty and my throat felt dry, like sandpaper. I sighed, a hand running through my hair. My cravings were back, Hermione was going to have to make another potion. However, no taste of any human's blood could compare to Hermione's. It tasted sweet and tangy, and highly addictive. Exhaling through my nose in a long sigh, I headed downstairs to make sure she was alright.

In the kitchen Hermione was cooking, I smiled as I leaned on the door way, she was so beautiful. "Seems like you're doing alright." I said gently, moving to sit at the island. She turned around with a small jolt "You need to stop doing that. I can barely hear you coming." She chided teasingly before smiling and kissing my lips. I pulled away before I got too carried away. "Hermione….." my voice a little stern and hoarse. She looked at him with a worried expression, her eyebrows furrowing.

"I'm sorry love, it's just…My cravings have come back. You're tempting me." I gave her a light smile, not wanting her to think I was angry; which was on the contrary. She caressed my face gently before moving to her food again not wanting it to burn. "I'm sorry, Vlad. I totally forgot to make you're potion. I would need to get Harry and Ron to bring some when they come for the ball. I know it's going to be hard-" I was now standing beside her, my index finger tracing her lips to stop her from talking.

"Don't worry, yourself. I'll be fine. Besides, I actually had a proposal for you." I smirked, my eyes gleaming with amusement and mischief. She knew what I was going to say, her eyes getting wide with acknowledgement. "Vlad, me? I mean….Isn't that dangerous?" She turned the stove off, plating her food and going to sit down. I sat across from her, looking through one of the books I had, not wanting to stare as she hated that. "Well, think about it. You're blood first off, is the best I've tasted." She looked up with a blush and innocent eyes, I just grinned. "Secondly, I mean you can heal yourself right? With magic? I wouldn't have to feed every day, at least enough to quench my craving. Besides, I wouldn't hurt you like that. Ever."

She nodded, reassuring me that she knew that. "Of course." She then began eating again, once she was almost done I put the book down and looked at her. "It is your choice. I won't make you do something out of obligation. I couldn't put my selfish needs before yours." She smiled again, understandingly and put her plate in the sink. Grabbing herself a drink, she then took my head and lead us into the library. I realized we hadn't spent any time in the living room.

"I've got a better idea." I whispered, spinning her around and taking her to the living area. It too had a fireplace, with oak flooring and furnishings. A big flat screen television adorned the wall, as well as some of my old things through the centuries. Swords were on the opposite wall behind the long couch that was in front of the t.v. I lit the fireplace and sat beside her, she was curled up into my side. "I decided we should be a normal couple for a change and hang out here." She giggled and nodded "Good idea."

While we watched television Hermione had fallen asleep on my lap, I had expected as much. Poor girl hadn't gotten much sleep this past week. I watched some mindless tv, before I was starting to hear voices. I frowned I didn't sense anyone nearby, maybe it was Harry and Ron? Just checking up? I didn't smell any humans or any of Hermione's kind anywhere. I got up, carefully placing Hermione's head on a pillow before walking about the castle.

I went around the back, in the gardens, by the forest and all around the castle's interior and found nobody. I sat on the front step my arms resting on my knees watching the rain. It was something that helped me relax and soothed my soul, what was left anyway. I was growing frustrated and my cravings were growing tenfold! The voices I kept hearing were telling me things, dark things. I didn't want to obey to them, realizing this was all in my head. I started then to pace, not being able to relax anymore.

"I WON'T DO IT!" I gripped my hair, growling, eyes flaring and my fangs exposed. It was then I saw Hermione standing there in the door way looking terrified. Of me? I sincerely hoped not, I just couldn't hurt her. This evil voice in my head telling me to rip her apart, drink every ounce of blood from her body. Hermione ran out to me, looking shaken and terrified.

"Vlad?" Her voice coming out in a innocent whisper. She looked up at me, attentively touching me. I leaned into her touch. "I think I'm going mad, Mione." I gave her a pained expression, my forehead against hers holding her to me. She hugged me close, my nose flaring from the scent of her blood. "Stay away from me." I whispered pushing her back. She frowned "I think I know what's going on here. Remember that potion I made you? It said if you didn't keep your blood thirst up, that it could make you crazy. So take mine."

I have her a look of loathing "No." Our clothes and hair soaked in the rain now, thunder cracking heavily. "Please! You need to, Vlad! You already asked me once." I growled at her, eyes glowing "I'm not going to hurt you!" Hermione stomped towards me unafraid "Enough of the bullshit! Drink my blood, now!"

The voices getting louder and Hermione's trying to persuade me, I was afraid I couldn't stop. This power over taking me. "I WILL KILL YOU! ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID? YOU STUPID WITCH!" I didn't even mean any of these things, I hate doing this to her, to us.

She just grabbed me kissing me passionately, I had just insulted her and here she was kissing me!? I held her tightly my nails digging into her skin, she moved to bare her neck to me, running her hand in my hair, as the other gripped my bicep tightly. I couldn't handle this anymore, growling loudly before biting into the soft part of her neck and shoulder. She let out a half moan half scream. As I drank from her, we fell to the ground, the rain pouring down on us. Despite all of the horrible things going on, it was also an erotic experience, something so intimate. The voices started to quiet down, Hermione's heart beat keeping me from drowning in the evil that was trying to overpower me.

Her blood being my salvation, tasted of cinnamon and sage, of a witch. It gave me strength, and the love pouring through it hitting my heart. I stopped just at the right moment, so that I wouldn't kill her. I guess in a way I got what I wanted, but I didn't want it to be forced on her. I lapped at the exposed bite, then kissing it gently. Stroking her hair gently, she looked up at me weakened but with a small smile on her face. "I'm sorry." I whispered. She just cupped my face and shook her head. "I did it because I love you. I don't want to see you drove mad. We're in this together, okay?"

I nodded, helping her up, but tears running down my face holding her to me. I didn't want to lose her, couldn't lose her like I did Mirena. "I love you so much." I wept in her arms. She hugged me tightly "It's okay, I'm here." She whispered. It was strange to cry as I hadn't since Mirena's death and Hermione brought the humanity back to me.

Friday

Vlad's House

Hermione's POV

It was the day of the ball that Vlad and I had been planning. Margaret was here to help with the preparations as I spent hours in the library, Vlad was out hunting. I had been trying to figure out exactly what was going on with him and I. I got so sidetracked with everything else, I forgot to do more research. I used the book I had bought from him and so far nothing came up between witch and vampire relationships, or strange magical currents. I hand't fainted since the first time we met, but there were times I could feel it coming on strong.

I sat near the railing of the upper level my back against the bookcase, my legs dangling over the edge with my white ballet flats. I wore a white lace summer dress to match and my hair was down in curls, my bangs pulled to the side and pinned by a couple bobby pins. I bit my lip as I traced my fingers over the thin pages like parchment. I didn't find anything until I hit the history section of the Occult book, it showed the old Salem trials. I shuddered to think about such things, but I figured maybe something in this would help me find the true answer.

Scanning through with my eyes I hit a spot in the book, that popped out at me:

…the idea that raw power lies in potential waiting to be evoked and directed by the magician. Once stabilized this magical current, however, is not only shaped by the ones who maintain it but shapes them in return as well. The exchange of forces, the process of formation always is mutual. Thus a current of magic begins to form its own line of tradition over time - all formed and shaped by its inner pattern which had been created or re-evoked by the first magician of its line decades or even ages ago.

As magicians we can use the forces of magical currents to free us from boundaries - traumas, emotions, thought patterns, character aspects, etc. - which kept us confined. This works for as long as we control the contact to the current and direct it to solve specific aspects of our beings. Should we lose control over the interfaces to the current - by e.g. exposing ourselves to it too frequently or for durations too long - it will wash out more than the desired boundaries...

As I read this, I realized I'd have to be careful, not wanting it to change who I was, or what I wanted to be. I could not let my magic take a hold of me and change me into something I could never change back to. At least this gave me some idea of what I was dealing with and could give Vlad an answer. The fact that his vampire powers and my witch powers intermingled when we were around each other, gave me a huge current of energy made sense. Also the fact that I had been through one hell of a trauma with the battle of Hogwarts, it was a way my body got rid of the negative energy. I brought the book down the stairs with me and laid it upon Vlad's desk, wanting to share it with him once he came back from hunting, and then we'd have to plan out tonight's festivities.

Once Vlad came in from hunting, I couldn't help but giggle, he was sopping wet from it raining outside. "You look like a drowned rat." I laughed, he gave me a glare, not happy with my reaction. He sighed, taking his coat off, water dripping off his long black hair. I went over to him and kissed him, not phased by his mood. He looked at me with a incredulous look, but also a small smile on his lips. "How you deal with me, I will never understand. I'm sorry, I just…hate rats…" He muttered, "They taste disgusting." I just laughed again.

"Get dry and then I need to show you something." I said with excitement and relief. "Really?" His voice lighter and surprised, he chuckled at my demeanour and headed upstairs to change and dry off. I used my magic to mop up the water and put more wood in the fireplace, hoping it would help. His house was quite dark, since the clouds were getting dark. I checked the time, and we had just under two hours to prepare for tonight.

Once Vlad came downstairs in dry clothes, wearing a pullover sweater with the sleeves rolled up and jeans, he wrapped his arms around me smiling gently. "So, what is it you have to show me?" He asked gently, I took his hand and lead him to the desk in the library. "So, I did tons of reading in the book I bought from you, and found this." I showed him the page about magical currents and the affects it could have on a witch or wizards body. I waited patiently while he read it, a deep frown in his forehead as usual when he was concentrating.

"So, all this happened because of our magic abilities put together?" I nodded "Yes and no, I mean the trauma with the wizarding war, probably got me all pent up and because I hadn't used any of my magic for like a year, before we met, maybe that's what caused my fainting." He nodded holding me to him "Yes, that makes sense. Well Miss Granger, we can't have you fainting, now can we?" His voice light but also concerned. "You haven't so far since that ball at Juliet's so, maybe it's because you've used more magic around me?" He was being hopeful and I appreciated it.

I smiled up at him "I believe so, so at least it's one thing we don't have to worry about anymore. We just have to…" Vlad rubbed his hands up and down my arms "Don't worry, we'll make it through together." He kissed my forehead, which made my heart beat hard and my lips curved into a smile. "Mmm, okay." He closed the book and pushed it away from me with a quirk of his lips. "No more reading. Let's get ready." I nodded and Margaret helped me upstairs while Vlad stayed in the library and making plans for the ball in the ballroom down the hall.

"Hermione you're going to look so beautiful tonight!" Margaret said as she helped me into a very beautiful red gown, with mesh sleeves that showed off part of my chest and shoulder, the colour was blood red and it came all the way down to the floor. Wearing matching heels and the necklace Vlad had given me in the garden with matching earrings. I sat down by the vanity table as Margaret did my hair, I noticed she was very good at picking up on the styles of when Vlad was around, and it made me wonder. How did she know so much, yet still be human. Margaret smiled at me, sensing my interest.

"What do you wish to know, m'lady?" She asked, very genuinely, feeling like she was back in the time period. "Margaret, do you know Vlad, from before? I mean, you know so much. You know how to do renaissance hairstyles like it was yesterday." Margaret laughed, "I know a lot because I study hard Miss Granger. I do know Vlad, I know he's a vampire and you are a witch. I'm not immortal like he is, but I know many things." She smiled sincerely looking at me through the mirror. I could only assume she was an Oracle of some kind, or a Seer. I smiled back at her, trusting her answer. When she was done, I then got up and hugged Margaret "Thank you for everything, now let's get you a dress." We giggled together as I got a gold dress out for her, similar to Mirena's old dress. I then heard music coming from downstairs, Vlad must have put it on while getting everything ready.

Margaret and I talked and laughed, as I got her ready, braiding her hair down her back as it was the only good hairstyle I knew how to do, she then moved to the vanity to clip it into a braided crown hairstyle which blew me away. I looked out the window, it was pitch black, but I could see the wand tips of Harry and Ron in their dress robes. They were finally here! I smiled taking Margaret's hand as we headed down the stairs and into the ball room. Vlad turned around to look at us, I gasped as I laid eyes on him. He was striking, strong and very handsome. I wasn't expecting him to be wearing his armour that we got from Juliet's but here it was. The Son of the Dragon armour. I moved to hold him and kiss him. Margaret just giggled as she went to get the door for my friends.

"You look amazing, I wasn't expecting this." Vlad laughed lightly "Well I better be prepared for a fight. You never know." He shrugged, looking effortless even with all the armour on. I then went to go get my wand quickly, making sure I had it on me just in case. I then heard the laughs of Harry and Ron, they were entering the ballroom. I grinned and attacked them with hugs "Oh you came!" Ron looked like he'd been knocked down or something "Blimey, Hermione!" He then wrapped his arms around me, giving me a hug, Harry just laughed. "It's good to see you Hermione, and you look beautiful as always." He did a small bow. I laughed and curtseyed "Why thank you, kind sir." The boys then took their wands and put them in their robes and offered to put mine away too so my Muggle friends couldn't see. I smiled with a small "Thank you."

Vlad came to greet the boys shaking their hands, as the music played on the record player in the background. The ballroom was exquisite and adorned with multiple hanging ornaments of red and gold. Almost resembling the house of Gryffindor. Tables with white linen and chairs adorned the room as well, and tons of food was laid out. So many different smells of spices and sweets filled the air. It truly was a ball.

For the next few hours, Vlad and I started to wonder if the Turkish were even coming. We danced and socialized, however, it was difficult having constant anxiety and looking over our shoulders. I was talking with Harry and Ron when I noticed Vlad going to his study with Dr Van Helsing. I excused myself and quietly walked down the hall, I stood near the doorway, but not to where they could see me. Although Vlad did have vampire powers, he probably knew I was there anyway.

"How, could you not see this before?"

I could hear Vlad's booming voice, and a few things breaking. He was not happy and whatever information Van Helsing had to give, was not good at all. Juliet had found me, but I didn't want her to know what was going on. I motioned for her to move back down the hall where she came from. She frowned in confusion slightly then did as I asked. More things could be heard from the room: glass breaking, books being thrown and Vlad's deep growl.

"Vlad, I'm sorry. I didn't realize this is what they wanted. They want us to think they're coming. Set us up. However, you knew the laws for vampires. They can't possibly fall in love with any other creatures: no humans, no witches and no daemons!"

I couldn't help but gasp and look down. All this was happening because two people fell in love despite being two opposing ends? I didn't dare move, I was glued to the spot.

Vlad's deep penetrating voice could be heard again. "Get out! NOW!" I jumped sightly before Van Helsing sighed. I watched as he walked out, he looked at me and left through the front door. Harry and Ron were in the hallway, I went up to them quickly.

"Can you get everyone home please? Vlad is very angry and I don't need people upset. I'll deal with him."

I said as gently as I could, not wanting to panic anybody. Harry nodded and hugged me. "Of course, Mione. Be careful." They boys then took care of things for me and I headed into the study. Vlad's back was to me, he was leaning against his desk, his back in tight movements as he tried to breathe.

The only thing that could be heard was the blood rushing through my veins, and Vlad's deep exhales. I closed the door, which made him stop moving. He turned around slowly, which made me become very unnerved. He was the hunter and I was the hunted. I swallowed hard, as he came up to me with his very intense gaze. My heart beat loudly as I watched him, never leaving his eyes. He pushed me against the wall, his hands beside my head trapping me between him and it.

I had to admit I was frightened slightly, never being in this position with him before. He moved closer, his lips finding my neck. I gasped, my breathing becoming ragged as he kissed and slightly nipped my neck. I moved to give him more access, he moved the hair out of his way. I could tell his resolve was wearing thin, eventually he'd get what he wanted. I barely moved knowing to just let him do what he needed or wanted. I knew he was in his dominant state and to try and do anything was useless.

He looked into my eyes a moment later, my eyes never wavering. He growled deep in his chest and kissed me hard and rough. I wrapped my arms around him, he pushed me harder into the wall. I gasped when my back hit it, but loving how he was with me. He quickly took off his armour, making things easier for us. He was just in thin under armour. He then practically ripped my dress off with his hands, I was just in the little slip dress that was underneath it. He pushed me against the wall again, his fingers running up my thighs pulling the dress up. What he did next was not what I expected, he bent down in front of me. My hands on his shoulders to brace myself, I knew what he was going to do.

I spread my legs gently his cool fingers running feather light touches against my skin as he reached my underwear and pulling them down. The scent of me kicking in his desire for me. He kissed up my thighs until he reached my centre. I gasped at the touch of his mouth against me. I had never experienced this before, however, I did not complain. He felt amazing against me. I felt my fingers dig into his shoulders as he continued to kiss me there.

I breathed deep, resting against the wall, my skin tingling and the magical electricity moving through me like a current. Then his movements shifted and he was kissing my my hips, then my belly just under my belly button before retreating and standing up to face me. I couldn't help the blush that came across my face. He kissed me deeply, I could taste myself on his mouth. I could feel his hands going to the backs of my thighs as he lifted my up. I wrapped my legs around him and tightened my grip with my arms.

Then in a swift motion I could feel him inside me, I moaned and gasped into his mouth. God, he felt amazing. I closed my eyes feeling him inside me with strong, deep thrusts. He growled gently, moving to my neck again, my fingers entangled themselves into his hair, tugging gently. He gave half a moan and half a growl. He gripped my waist hard, probably leaving marks on me, but I didn't care. I wanted his touch, and he needed mine too. I threw my head against the wall, as his thrusts and kisses were sending me over the edge.

"Vlad.." I moaned out, biting my lip gently. He looked at me taking his hand to cup my face, craning my neck and leaning in to bite me. I half moaned half gasped. His teeth penetrating my skin, as he thrusted into me hard. I furrowed my brows in pain and pleasure while holding onto him.

Before I could feel really dizzy from blood loss he stopped. He kissed me with one last thrust before he came over the edge as well. I stroked his hair gently, as my breathing started to even out and his growls subsided into little purring noises. We stayed like this for a few moments before he released me and getting himself situated. I traced my fingers over his bite which was already starting to heal itself. I took a deep breath and Vlad then sat me down on one of the chairs. I needed a moment after that.

"Are you alright?" He asked, leaning on the desk across from me, looking down with a cautious face. I smiled and nodded "Yes, I could ask you the same question." He looked at me somewhat perplexed. "What do you mean?" He seemed less ridged but still upset about what happened before.

"What was Van Helsing saying to you?" I asked gently, not wanting to stir up any unwanted feelings again after the most passionate and primal sex session I have ever had. I moved to straighten up my hair and picked up my dress, folding it in my lap gently as I awaited his answer.

He sighed heavily, obviously judging whether he should tell me or not. He looked at me with decision in his expression. "Apparently, the Turkish are not coming, it was just some crack pot story. Van Helsing told me that it was to try and deter us from the real threat: the vampire who made me."

I looked at him in shock, I had no idea this was happening and neither did he. He took me by the hands and crouched down to be at my level. "I won't let anything happen to you. I guess, I just didn't care. Figured since I let him go way back when, we'd be even and it wouldn't matter. I didn't expect to fall in love with a witch-" He shook his head looking down, then quickly back up at me. "With you."

I smiled at him reassuringly and kissed him gently. "We'll figure this out, like always. We will get through this." He looked up at me and sighed yet again. "Well it's a law with us creatures, we're not meant to mix. I can't imagine what he'll do when he gets here."

I stood up at the same time he did and hugged him tightly.

"I don't care. I love you too much to let anything happen between us."

He chuckled into my hair gently, kissing the crown of my head.

"Me too."