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Chapter 8

The brunette Gryffindor was so excited about meeting her (potential) mate. She wasn't sure if the woman was her mate but she felt something that she had never felt before. She couldn't wait to tell her family.

Hermione arrived at the Great Hall and looked for her friends. She smiled when she saw them in the middle of the table, eating breakfast. Ginny was the first to greet her, "Morning Hermione."

That caused Ron to look up with his mouth still full of scrambled eggs. He mumbled a 'good morning' to Hermione and Harry hugged the brunette witch.

The soon to be vampire was just about to eat when she felt her cell phone vibrate in her pocket.. She set her fork down and opened the text:

We need to talk. Love you.

-Aunt Alice

Hermione suddenly felt knots in her stomach. The message was short and too vague. She hated when her family didn't give details. She never knew how bad something was. At the same time, she understood. Not even the staff knows that her family are vampires, let alone know she will become one.

The brunette closed out her message and stuck it in her pocket. She knew she wouldn't have to worry about finding her aunt. Her aunt will come looking for her.

Ron, being the nosiest one of the group, asked still with his mouth full, "What was that?"

Hermione shrugged, "Just a letter from my family."

Ron paused, "You and your family seem to be joined at the hip."

Hermione scowled, trying not to take offense, "They are just very protective."

Harry looked to Ron and Hermione; quickly trying to think of a way to diffuse the tension. "Hey 'Mione, did you know that we have a substitute for magical creatures today?"

Hermione shook her head, "Is Hagrid ok?"

Harry nodded, "Yeah, he had to be somewhere, helping the ministry." Harry looked to the table that was filled with the staff. "She will be filling in. Professor Debussy."

Hermione looked to the staff and her breath caught in her throat. It was the same woman she bumped into not too long ago, the one she believed to be her potential mate. She felt giddy knowing she would be able to spend some time with her at sight distance.

Hermione paused when she realized the professor was different. She was no longer blond. Her hair was now crimson. It looked beautiful against her pale white skin. At first Hermione thought that maybe she had dyed it but doubted that she was able to do that in such a short amount of time. She shrugged it off and tried not to stare at her. She knew what it felt like to be stared at and wanted to show her respect.

The beautiful professor was sitting beside a male professor who seemed quite taken by her. Hermione tried to fight the surge of intense jealousy. She had barely registered that her friends had finished eating and were heading out, leaving Hermione to stew in her jealousy.

The Gryffindor hated feeling this way. She didn't want to be petty and insecure. She wasn't even completely sure if the professor was her mate. She shook it off and concentrated on something else. She pulled her iPod out and began listening to her music as she ate.

The air around her felt heavy, causing her to look up. She saw Professor Debussy looking at her before giving her a seductive smile and wink at her. Hermione's heart fluttered and felt butterflies in her stomach. She swallowed and gave her a gentle smile.

Watching the two professors interact was a little too much for her to handle so she got up and walked up to her dormitory. She still had more time before classes started.

On her way there, she smelled the familiar scent of the blond Veela. She knew what would happen next and didn't feel up to playing right now. Hermione walked faster but made sure not to run. She turned corners as soon as she saw them, doing her best to dodge the pursuing Veela. 'Always the hunted, never the hunter.' She thought.

At that point, Hermione really couldn't wait for her transformation. Just for once she wanted to be on top, the predator, the one doing the chasing. Something told her she wouldn't have to wait long. She could feel it, deep into her bones; she will be a vampire like her family. Admittedly, she wasn't thrilled about the inevitable pain that she would endure.

Hermione was deep in thought about this before she crashed into something both hard and soft, knocking her out of her thoughts. Luckily she didn't fall and neither did the person she crashed into. She stepped back and her heart dropped. She had to run into Fleur.

"Miss Cullen." Fleur said with a predatory smile.

"Miss Delacour." Hermione returned. "My apologies. I will be more careful next time." The brunette quickly sidestepped the Veela and tried to continue on her way. Unfortunately, like she predicted, the Veela wouldn't let her go that easily.

Before Hermione knew it, the blond was walking beside her. She tried to ignore her and pretended to be interested in her iPod. That plan was shot when the Veela insisted she talk over the music. Hermione couldn't exactly understand what she was saying though and continued as if the blond didn't exist. She believed Fleur said something about her mother visiting.

The brunette nearly dropped her device when she was hit with something she couldn't describe. The feeling was unbelievable. She felt an overwhelming feel of lust for the blond. It was overpowering, an intense need. She felt like she needed the blond more than anything in the world, that she was her ticket to happiness. Hermione took the ear buds out of her ears and stuck the device back into her pocket. She felt her panties grow wet but didn't care. All that mattered was her.

Fleur was watching her intently with her signature predatory smile. Her nostrils flared when she caught Hermione's arousal. She lifted her hand and crooked her index finger in a 'come here' motion.

Hermione felt the need to obey Fleur's every command' no matter how little or stupid. When Hermione saw Fleur's finger telling her to approach her, the soon to be vampire was powerless against her and walked the few steps to her.

Hermione leaned in close, wanting more than anything to kiss the Veela. Hermione gently held the Veela's chin between her index finger and thumb. Fleur gave a cocky smirk but Hermione didn't care.

The brunette tilted her head and leaned in to brush her lips against the blonde's. Her heart was hammering against her chest.

When their lips were millimeters apart, Hermione was able to gain her senses back and realize that Fleur was using her thrall on her. She clutched Fleur's upper arms and pushed her violently against the wall. She was now furious with not only the Veela but with herself for getting wrapped up. "You cheated." She said in a low voice. "Why are you doing this to me?" She begged. She didn't know what to do. She felt torn between wanting the Veela and being warned about how they are predators.

"How else will I get you to pay attention to me?" She shot back in an angry yet hurt voice.

Hermione was stunned when she was hit by another wave of thrall. Hermione was immobile for a second, which gave the Veela time to ground her hips into the brunette's, making her moan and the Veela gasp in pleasure.

Hermione pounded on the wall next to Fleur's head, "Stop! I-" The brunette stopped in mid sentence. She felt an unbearable pain in her stomach, making her double over. It felt like her muscles were twisting.

"What are you doing to me?" Hermione asked harshly.

The blond Veela looked confused, "I'm not doing that to you."

Just as fast as it came, it went away. The Gryffindor stood up straight and said, "Stay away from me." And took off running, ignoring Fleur's calls.

Sorry for the long wait. I started a new job and had to focus on that. Plus, I had to pull a twelve hour shift on Black Friday with little breaks. And because of that, I developed Plantar Fasciitis. Ever had that? Very painful. Each step I take is agony.

Thank you for all the kind reviews and encouraging private messages. That helped me continue this.

BTW (By the way) I'm open for suggestions like what events you want to see happen.

Don't read further than this if you don't want to know what is in the next chapter: In the next chapter, Bella comes to Hogwarts and meets Apolline. And guess what? Apolline is lusting after Bella. Lol Poor Hermione. I'm sorry but Veelas chasing vampires are too much fun to write. XD Also, you get to see what Alice's message is about and Hermione talking about the professor.