Hope everyone likes this story so far! This is my second fanfiction so I hope everyone will give me some good criticism yes? well, on with the story! DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN Harry POTTER characters.

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As Harry sat down at the Slytherin table, many shifted away from him, sending him glances at his direction and Malfoy and his lackies were sitting far from him. Blaise gave him a reassuring smile before gracefully placing his food on his plate. Harry was amazed at how most of the Slytherins were, they all seemed so cold, cunning, and most of all, graceful. Harry shrugged to himself, maybe it was a pureblood thing. Then again, Ron was the furthest from graceful he had ever known, especially when he was piling truckloads of food in his abnormally large mouth. Maybe it was a Slytherin thing? No, there was Pansy… and as Harry pondered these thoughts he didn't notice Ron and Hermione stomping over.

"Harry! How could you? First, you ignore us the whole entire summer, then when you finally start talking to us, you choose to be in Slytherin when you got Re-sorted! Then, you just leave and we don't even see you until this morning. How could you abandon us for those slimy snakes that called me a Mudblood and tortured us with their pranks and teases all these years! Did you forget what they did Harry? How could you just forgive them and hang around them while you just leave us here?" Hermione screeched, she could even rival Pansy at that moment. The green-eyed teen opened his mouth to reply, but Ron cut him off.

"You slimy git! I bet you planned this all along huh? You be friends with us and secretly plan with Malfoy to get back at us one day? I bet you tricked the Sorting Hat into putting you into Gryffindor so you could play your little plan for these six years. I bet you you were laughing when we were all worried about you at the chamber of secrets, I bet Voldemort was never there! I bet that you were laughing in your little head that Sirius died-!" Ron flamed, his face turning redder than his hair.

"Shut Up Ron! I can't believe that you and Hermione think you can just waltz up to my house's table and start lecturing me about how I should come back to you. Do you really think that I was manipulation you Ron? You have no idea how it was, living at my dead godfather's house! Knowing that it was my fault that he's dead! You have no idea!"

Magic crackled and Ron and Hermione were suddenly thrown back from the table and they hit the floor. Ron was still gaping like a fish, however Hermione was already up on her feet to hex Harry. She was about to open her mouth to say an incantation, when someone casted Expelliarmus.

"You better leave Mudblood, no one hexes a Slytherin and gets away clean."

And Malfoy was in front of Harry, aiming his wand at Hermione. The surrounding Slytherins circled around the glasses wearing brunet and drew their wands, prepared to defend their fellow Slytherin, even if he was Harry Potter. Malfoy smirked at their gaping faces and he threw them an icy glare that he was famous for, one that put shivers down their spine.

"Mr. Malfoy, Miss Granger, Mr. Weasley, Mr. Potter! Stop this fighting this instant! I expected better from all of you," McGonagall scolded after witnessing their fight. Really, if they were going to fight, at least pick a less public place, not the Great Hall.

"Yes Professor," Ron and Hermione mumbled and trotted back to the Gryffindor talbe. The rest of the Slytherins smirked at the two shamed lions.

"15 points from Slytherin and Gryffindor," McGonagall stated.

"What? Why the Slytherins?" a student in green called out from the crowd of Slytherins surrounding Harry.

"Why, Mr. Malfoy casted a spell at Miss Granger," McGonagall bristled.

"It was self-defense Mam," Harry spoke up from the circling crowd. The Slytherins parted as he arose from his fellow snakes.

"Yes, well, he casted the spell anyways, besides, it wasn't self-defense, it was defense of another student." The stiff professor stated before walking back to the teacher's table. Along the way, Snape passed her with a sneer and he quickly dispersed his students. Snape looked around for any suspicious Gryffindors laying around before looking at Blaise, Malfoy, and Harry. He motioned them to lean a little closer and he quietly said, "20 points for Slytherin for protecting a fellow student in times of need, and another 10 points, Potter, for standing up to threats that are a danger to you, remember boys, stay cunning, stay silent, stay Slytherin." And he moved away, cloaks billowing. Malfoy and Blaise grinned at each other and Blaise dragged a rather confused Harry back to the Slytherin table.

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The day had gone by fast, and Harry and Blaise were getting along rather well. They had finished taking their double potions for the day and they ran down the hall to get to their last class, DADA. Blaise had spoken about the DADA teacher earlier that day, " I heard from a bunch of 4th Years that the teacher was supposed to be really good and was really smart too," he had said then. Harry was excited, maybe they would finally get a competent teacher, the only other one they had was Remus and Mad-Eye Moody; However Remus left to the werewolf colony and Moody was a Death Eater in disguise.

The two boys entered the room and sat by their group of Slytherins, the Gryffindors were sitting across from them. Professor Lamiane was not present in the room and the students muttered excitingly to their neighbors. The bell rang and a black misty-like figure appeared in front of them.

A cold shiver ran through the students and a sad feeling rose from the students. Harry closed his eyes and felt a familiar depression rise from him, this couldn't be what he thought it was could it? A few of the girls in the room screamed and Harry snapped his eyes open, raised his wand and shouted, " Patronus!" a silver buck stomped it's feet madly and glared at the figure.

The Dementor let out an unearthly scream and it started to fly away when another figure quickly casted a spell and the Dementor vanished. Professor Lamiane rose from the shadows of the room and stood at the front of his room.

"That, my students, is a Dementor," he stated in a silky voice. Brushing a hand through his black hair, he gave a small smile to everyone.

"30 points for Slytherin, good job Mr. Potter," and he flicked his wand. Bars of chocolate appeared in front of everyone and the students gladly took the chocolate and bit into it.

"This year, we will be learning how to battles dark creatures, to deal with the dark arts and to shield yourselves from them." The teacher walked along the platform he was standing on and turned his head to look at Harry.

The boy couldn't read his eyes though and lowered his head when he felt that the man's gaze was piercing through his soul. Lamiane gave a small smile and continue to walk when he suddenly stopped at Malfoy. The grey-eyed teen looked up and they locked gazes. The blonde suddenly looked as though his mind was off somewhere distant. But when the Professor smiled at Malfoy and whispered something to him, the blonde snapped out of his trance, looking confused.

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Draco had looked into those eyes and suddenly he felt hazy and numb, like something was calling to him, he had to follow that voice. He heard something that sounded like, "Mr. Malfoy, may I call you Draco?" and for some reason, he heard himself say "yes." But suddenly it ended just as quickly as it began.

Rubbing his temples from the sudden headache that sprang from his mind, he eyed the professor confusingly before looking to Blaise or Harry. None of them seemed to have just been in that strange trance he was in. Draco shrugged his thoughts to one side of his brain for further analysis before continuing his focus, he would figure this out later.

At the end of the class, Malfoy, Harry, and Blaise were about to leave the through the door when Lamiane called for Malfoy.

"Draco, may I speak with you please?" Malfoy gave a strange look to Harry that seemed like he was afraid. Harry's eyes widened. Malfoy never showed his fear willingly unless he really was afraid, but what would he be afraid of? The blonde turned his back to Harry and threw a pleading look behind his shoulder before following the Professor back into the DADA classroom. The door was about to close when Harry casted an invisible charm on himself before sprinting into the room with Draco, leaving Blaise to wonder where he went.

Harry hid behind a closet, you could never be too careful, and casted a listening charm on himself to hear what Lamiane and Draco were saying. Lamiane was circling Draco carefully and the blonde was for some reason completely still. Harry took a closer look and saw the trance that Draco was in earlier that class, he was in now. The brunet strained his ears to hear what Lamiane was going to say.

"Ah, dear Draco, you are perfect, just the one I was looking for." Harry leaned forward a bit more, quite interested now.

" You even already have the grace of a true Lamia," Lamiane praised him gently. He chuckled to himself. "Well, you couldn't hear this anyways." He said out loud. Then, he put a pale hand onto Draco's shoulder and began to chant in some weird language that Harry couldn't understand. Harry fought in his head to either make a mad dash for Draco to stop the man's chanting, or sit and wait and make a strategy like Snape had suggested yesterday night. Harry's Slytherin side won the argument and he stayed put, prepared to rush to Draco's side, just in case. The professor stopped chanting and said to Draco,

" You will be a fine Lamia, by tonight." And the man smiled gleefully, before snapping his fingers and Draco's eyes rolled to the back of his head and he fainted. Before Harry could run to Draco, Professor Lamiane caught him and shook his head before magically summoning the doors of his classroom open and sweeping out of the room to send Draco to the hospital wing. Leaving Harry to follow them quickly, still invisible. Blaise was nowhere in sight, so Harry sneaked behind the professor and the unconscious snake in his arms.

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As soon as Madam Pomfrey had left from fussing over the unconscious Slytherin, and the professor was out of the wing, Harry disenchanted himself and rushed to Draco's side. Harry hoped that Draco was okay. Wait, and Harry became alert in his thoughts, when did he every call Malfoy, Draco? And why did he start helping the blonde anyways? Harry sighed, he pushed those thoughts aside, now was not the time. He needed to figure out what the Professor had done to Draco. That word, Lamia he had heard it somewhere before, but where? Harry decided to go to the library to research more on Lamia, since their last class was DADA. Harry reached for all of the books that he thought might help, he didn't know where to start. It was usually Hermione that did these things.

Hours passed as he researched, but Harry couldn't find a lead on anything. He was sure that he had heard that word before though, he couldn't remember where. Harry searched through his memories, filing and flitting between scenes that played around in his mind. Suddenly, Harry remembered browsing the Grimmauld place's vast library and he had become interested in a book that was titled, "Dark creatures and Their Rituals." Then he remembered, Lamia was Vampire in Latin. Did that mean that Professor Lamiane was a vampire? Harry slapped himself in the forehead; of course it did, even the Professor's last name had the word vampire in it. The teenager casted a quick Tempus and swore rather loudly, it was 12:00 am. Didn't the professor say that Draco would make a good Lamia? Draco was in trouble! And Harry quickly sneaked past the librarian and cast an invisibility charm on himself before sprinting quietly down the hallways to the hospital wing, he had to stop the Vampire!

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And that is the end of this chapter! What will happen to Draco? Hmmm? Please review, so I know if you want me to continue this story! Give me your comments and your guesses! Do you think Draco will be a vampire? Or do you think Harry can save him fast enough? Review please! Hope you enjoyed it