12 Train Ride

Harry had let his senses spread outwards, relaxed within his seat, he rested his arm on the table that folded out from the side, his elbow resting on the table while his knuckles held his head. He lazily waved his finger, the page turning every now and then as he continued to read the book before him. Even if his senses were spread as far as the front and back of the train, having picked a seat near the back himself.

His mind had become stronger, and in turn he was able to enforce his will over more than just people, but also objects. As his finger waved to the side, an invisible force would turn the page.

His senses zoned in on Malfoy and his group of friends.

''So, Harry is attending the school himself?'' Daphne asked, and Draco nodded.

''He is, I saw him at the back of the train just earlier on business.''

''Brother, you know it's impolite to speak about business while we're on the train.'' Spoke to another woman in the expanded part of the train, it was an... Invite only type of car.

This woman held beautiful features, her hair like Malfoy's was pulled back, but this woman's hair fell in a dual sea of colors, white and black strands mixing together, that woman turned slightly, looking around a bit.

''Hm, what is it Sister?'' Draco asked, turning to look at her.

''Nothing... It felt like we were being watched somehow.'' She said, relaxing back. The feeling had faded away.

''Perhaps, you are quite stunning today Alison.'' Daphne said with a calm smile, Alison's cheeks shifted softly, blood rushing up to make them red softly. ''Quit it Daphne, what happened to your 'Ice Queen' plan for school?''

Daphne raised her shoulders in a gentle shrug.''Not in school yet, are we? Just on the train.''

This caused Draco to shake his head softly with a chuckle. ''You are too easy to tease sister... How do you feel to meet Harry? After all Daphne, I heard you've been... 'Promised'. To him.''

Daphne looked to the side. ''If he's half as hot as you say he is, then I won't mind. But you say he shows gentleness even to house elves?''

''He does.'' Alison nodded softly.

''Every time he comes over, he speaks gently to our house elves when he asks for something, they also seem to... Relax around him? I asked Molly, my personal house elf and she says she isn't sure, it's just as if he feels. 'Gentle.' ''

''So, hot and 'Gentle'? My Father did say I would come to 'enjoy' his choice to marry me off to secure a deal. Worst case I'll be what, his second or third lay every month or so?''

Draco's lips thinned a bit. ''I understand your displeasure for what your Father decided Daphne, but do not take it out on Harry, he isn't yet aware of your father's de..---''

Harry let that conversation fade away into the background as he opened his eyes, the book sliding forward on the table as he lowered his arm down to be able to turn the pages of the book with his fingers themselves.

Just as the door to his car opened, in stepped another beauty, her curled brown hair pulled back into a ponytail she wore low, she was dressed in her school uniform, minus the robes, her sleeves rolled up as she seemed to be looking for something.

''Have you seen a toad? A boy named Neville lost on-... There isn't a book that size a part of this year's curriculum, is it for enjoyment or studying?''

Harry looked up from his book to turn to the woman, when his eyes met hers she seemed to enter a daze for a moment. Something that Harry noticed but seemed to be confused about inwardly at least.

He didn't use his powers to hit her with anything so this was different, he layered something into his voice, an enchanting allure dripping from his very words.

''Why can't it be both 𝐻𝑒𝓇𝓂𝒾𝑜𝓃𝑒?'' His words brought her back, her eyes snapping into focus as she was suddenly pulled from whatever happened and into this moment. Unaware that he was now using eye contact to control her.

Standing up he walked in front of the woman, she was focused and her eyes followed him, but she couldn't move.

Taking her hand into his, he lifted it, leaning forward her kissed her knuckles.

Turning her hand around in a practice movement he kissed the wrist, his attraction to the wrist caused Hermione to shiver as it felt like her blood 'pumped' harder inside her, to reach the man faster.

As his lips closed around her wrist his fangs came forward, a single prick to her wrist so he could pull a single drop of her blood into his mouth. His tongue licked it up as the wound cleared from her skin as he healed it for her. Standing straight he reviewed the memories, only to end up seeing something he hadn't been expecting to see.

Hermione had fallen for him immediately as if it was fated.

As if she had no choice but to do fall in love with him.

As he experienced that memory he hummed softly, fate was an amusing subject in magic, but it was clear that it existed from what he just felt, if that was the case, then shouldn't he fall in love with her, or feel something else... Was he outside of whatever power fate had?

He might have had plenty of time to train in his abilities since he was first gifted the 'Blood', but he could instinctively feel that there was much, much more to it and that he had plenty of things to still find out.

Was Fate a 'Power' that went above 'Mag'c as a whole, and was able to overpower those that had magic, but not of those gifted with the blood running through his veins?

He looked forward at the frozen Hermione, her eyes still focused on him, but confusion was evident. He had let her 'remain' conscious of the event simply out of curiosity.

He rubbed his index finger along Hermione's wrist, feeling the pulse so strongly in her veins, her beautiful beating heart working in a beautiful rhythm, a delicious machine. His glowing emerald eyes seemed to get brighter, at first into what looked to be a rainbow spectrum of colors, before focusing on an eerie red.

His eyes were the color of glowing human blood as he spoke, his voice dripping with power.

''I have an offer for you... Hermione Granger. An offer you can't refuse.''

''Become one gifted with my blood, one to share in the same gift bestowed upon me. Become immortal, in body, and mind. You lack time to view all the secrets of the world, all of the questions, you lack time to gather all of the answers to each question, including me, or the Blood within my veins.''

He lifted his free hand, and the one holding her wrist pulled it forward, letting her hold his face while he reached forward to hold hers, rubbing his thumb along her cheek.

''Let me give you a gift, a gift that gives you the chance to reach all those answers. Answers to the universe, to magic, to science, to you, to me... Let that question be 'Our Blood' instead of just mine?''

Hermione was suddenly free to move her head and she looked around, aware that time seemed... strange around him. As if the world moved slower than they did.

Before she turned back to him and nodded. Finding her voice when she didn't expect to have control of it.

''Yes... Anything to understand the universe.'' When she spoke her words Harry pulled her in, suddenly her body was her own again and she held onto him. A well-chiseled body that felt capable of holding a mountain.

As he leaned forward her collar loosened a few buttons, her sweater vest getting pulled to the side to expose more of her neck. Holding it to the side with telekinesis as his fangs once more touch her flesh. This time he sunk them deep into her neck, a force seeming to pull her blood towards him faster as if he commanded it to return to him.

As her head fell back, the door closed behind her suddenly as she leaned into it, her vision began to blur, her eyes growing heavy.

Even as she felt her body start to get cold not once did she think she would die, unsure as to why she felt such trust from him.

Unsure of why she so easily accepted that his gift could make it possible to view the universe.

Then, she felt something press to her lips and her eyes opened with a flash. Focus came back to her immediately as she was suddenly very aware of everything she could see, hear, smell, and even taste.

Oh god, the taste was like Ambrosia, nectar from a Fruit of Eden... Then her mind suddenly clicked, as if a chain fell away to drop a curtain, revealing something to her.

She had been affected by some sort of force, far stronger than her. 'Fate'

Harry's gift gave her the power to break from fate. Her transformation happened a lot faster.

She was now standing on her own feet, her hands gripping Harry's wrist as she sunk her smaller fangs into his wrist.

He let her drink away, standing straight he had no leftover blood on his face. He could control blood, it'd be wasteful to let a single drop go to waste. Even as Hermione's fangs sunk into his flesh, her grip on him getting stronger and stronger, from only the weak grip of someone coming from the brink of death to the strength of someone now at their peak.

Then, further. Into the supernatural, briefly a wizard's strength then further. Her body gained strength, durability, and multiple other enhancements to it. Her mind rapidly expanded as more of it seemed to be unlocked.

She slowly pulled away from his wrist, his skin sealing shut, her tongue came out to briefly lick her lips as she stood on her own, releasing him.

She stood there for a moment, her eyes focused on the blood floating in front of her. The 'wasted' parts of Harry's own blood, his 'gift' that she had let go. Watching as he seemed to transfigure a galleon into a beautiful glass vial and cork. Filling the vial up with his blood, he corked it.

She held out her hands instinctively as he placed it into them.

''A drop, no more in each of your meals. Either your drink, or your food. Just a drop, you can still eat and enjoy normal food. But after a taste of my blood, it will be... Bland, think of it as a spice. No more than one, understand?''

''Yes Harry... Thank you, though I am not sure if you have saved me from loving you, or just made me have a longer time to do so. Either way, thank you for this... I am going to go get Neville's toad, I can hear him now... I can hear your heartbeat?'' She said in surprise and he chuckled.

Patting his chest he spoke. ''We are not 'heartless'. Our gift of blood needs the heart to pump said gift after all.''

''Though it's artificial, you could lose your heart and survive.'' Hermione said and Harry pushed her out of the car.

''Yes, and technically. Given enough time so can you. It's almost like we live in a world of magic?'' Harry said before closing the door, she stood there for a moment. Looking at the vial in her hand...

Now she had a reason to make use of her microscope set.

(End)

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