The Truth of the Matter

Author Note: Yes, I know it's been done before. It's my first one as an "adult"; give me a break people. Don't be too mean

Disclaimer: I own NOTHING, don't sue me. But if anyone owns Tom Felton or Draco Malfoy... I wouldn't mind them as a gift.

Draco POV

How could they have done this to me? How? Years and years of that pureblood bull shit and guess what? I'm not even a PUREBLOOD to begin with... not really anyway. Now on top of the summer work from school, which I didn't plan to do anyway, I have to learn about my new abilities. My new self, my strengths and weaknesses. Fuck, I hated homework.

I sigh heavily and sit back at my desk after I finish the circuit around my room. Opening the book that was supposed to hold all the answers, yeah sure it did. Well I might as well take notes for future reference. Glamour, libido, any special skill sets I was going to be acquiring. Be nice to know so I could turn them on or off if need be.

Known Abilities

Glamour (like I needed any help getting laid)

Increased Stamina and Strength (might help with Quidditch)

Heightened Libido... with my mate. (great.. I had to have a mate... did I at least get to pick her?)

Immortality, or damn near it anyway. (Perfect. Didn't really want to die anyway)

Increased Speed (might have to see just how fast I can go, could be fun)

I glance at the clock on my desk and shake my head. Time does fly doesn't it? I lean back and stretch, leaving the book open as I head down to grab dinner, nothing fancy tonight. Just a homemade meal from the elves, you know the usual. Roast chicken with gravy, steamed veg and mashed potatoes, some cake thing for dessert. Tonight wasn't something special was it? I mean my birthday was tomorrow and I'd be getting cake then so... no... nothing was today was it? Merlin I hope I hadn't forgotten something; it was never a good night when I forgot something. Course how would they punish me now? Normal curses wouldn't work right on me any more. Huh... might just have to act up to see. I grin and kiss my mothers cheek; she really did think keeping my... change from me was for the best. Father... well he could go Avada himself for all I cared. Bastard that he was. I think about what they had told me as I head back up to my room, taking the steps two at a time.

Flashback - several days ago

I sat in the sleek leather chair in my father's office, watching both of my parents pace, glancing at each other, trying to get up the nerve to tell me something. What could possibly so important that I had to sit here while they paced around the damn office? I sigh and shift in the chair, glaring back at my father, nodding as he slumps in defeat, something I have rarely ever seen him do.

"There's just no good way to say this son. I know you likely won't believe me but... I AM sorry." He sighed and filled a glass with Firewhiskey, glancing at me to see if I wanted one, I nodded and he handed me one as my mother kneels in front of me, taking my free hand, trying to hold back her tears.

"Oh my darling Draco, my dear baby boy. This birthday is very special for you my dear. It's the year... you will become, more."

"More? Mother how could I possible become more? What else is there to gain?" I said confused, sipping the firewhiskey slowly, letting the burn keep me focused.

"Son..." father said, drawing my attention to him, causing me to raise an eyebrow. He never had sounded so unsure before.

"This birthday your body will begin its change into what you truly are. A vampire, a day walker more specifically." He waited for my reaction, they both did, holding there breath. My temper could be rather... explosive. I took a slow sip of my drink and set the glass down gently, raising slowly, walking away from them, trying to control myself. My words tight and low.

"I'm a what? But what about all that stuff about pureblood... if I'm not all wizard... all human... I'm not a pureblood. WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" I turned as I yelled the last bit. Staring them down, demanding an answer. It came from my mother as she stood and moved to me slowly.

"I know my dear, we shouldn't have kept it from you this long... but you seemed... content with your lot in life. I couldn't bear it if you were to lose all hope because of this. You have friends now... you've almost finished your education. All these things will help you cope with what you are now. There IS hope my dearest boy. I do promise you that." I nodded stiffly, looking down at my mother. She was right; if they had told me when I couldn't have understood it, I might have done something stupid. Lost my way as it were. I sigh heavily and hug her close, pressing my lips to her hair.

"I understand mother, honestly I do but... It doesn't make it any easier. I mean blood purity has been beaten into my head... and now I come to find the truth of the matter is that I'm not even a pureblood." She nodded against my chest, wiping at her eyes, guiding me back to my chair. I smile sadly and take another drink, a bigger one this time as my father hands me a wrapped package.

"That should help some... more then your mother or I would be able to. Certainly, we can answer any questions but... the book is from one of your kind. You see neither your mother nor I have the active... oh what's it called... gene I think is the muggle term. Neither of us are vampires." Father said sadly, almost as if he was wishing he were a vampire. I nod as I unwrap the package, caressing the worn leather book softly.

"Thank you... I know it must have been hard for you. Knowing this was coming. I am sorry for any pain I have or will cause you over this." I stood slowly and turned to go, not waiting for my father's dismissal. He didn't care if I was in pain; he just wished it were he instead of me for his own pleasure and purposes.

End flashback

I sighed and shook my head as I sat and ate my dinner, picking at it more then anything. I just wasn't hungry. Tomorrow was my 18th birthday... the day I would start to transform. I still had no idea what that exactly meant. I mean what was different between a vampire and a normal human, wizard or not. Fangs, shouldn't be to hard to deal with, muscle mass and bone, that one might hurt like a bitch. Would have to to have some sleeping potion close by just in case it got to bad. I was by no means a wimp but if I didn't need to go threw pain, why would I? I push my plate away from me and go back to my desk; going over my book again as there's a knock at my door.

"Enter." I say not looking up, knowing it was likely one of my friends. I was right, the dark skinned boy from my childhood sitting on the edge of my desk, waiting for me to look up at him. I sigh and rub my eyes.

"What is it Blaise? You're early anyway, my party isn't till tomorrow." I say going back to my book, trying to find out just what was going to be changing about me, growling as Blaise picks the book up, rolling his eyes at me as he scans it, nodding, closing it with a snap before looking down at me.

"I know Drake, your mother called and said you likely needed someone to come help... you cope. I know you don't need help don't give me that look. Look... you likely WILL need someone close to you, what your going threw isn't going to be easy. Just... let me tag along and make sure you don't kill your self or some poor gormless idiot." He said as he looked down at me, waiting for me to decide. He had a point... this was all new and I probably would do better if I had someone to talk to about... well everything. I nod and pick the book back up, holding it close.

"Oh alright. I guess you can stay. Any questions or anything before I vent at you?" I say with a tired smile. Might as well get that out of the way first.

XxX

Hermione POV

I sat at the kitchen table and pushed my eggs around on my plate with my fork. God was it never quiet in this house? It was barely dawn and the noise level was almost too much already. Molly and I might have been the only ones up and about but the others were waking up and starting to move, well... most of them anyway. I'm sure Ronald was still fast asleep in his own little dream world. The poor bastard. He really had no idea I was mad at him did he? No... course he didn't. I sigh and put my head in my hands. The truth of the matter is I wasn't surprised that Ron and I didn't work out as a couple.

"Something wrong dear?" Molly says, sitting beside me, her hand on my back, rubbing slow circles. I shake my head and sniffle softly, rubbing my eyes, trying to smile.

"No... Nothing just... thought my life would be different you know? I thought by now I'd at least have a boyfriend or... someone willing to be after we made it threw the war alive." I chuckled softly at the look she gave me, patting her hand. The war was over, Voldemort was gone... I was supposed to be happy. I was going back to school, finishing my education before going onward to university or whatever. But instead, I was alone... why was I always alone?

"You know I love Ron, but it just won't work. We're too different. He wants someone like you, someone to stay home with the children... be happy being a housewife. And I MIGHT want that but... I want the option to do and be what I want Molly. As much as I love you, I don't think I want to be like you." I say softly. Molly nods and hugs me tight.

"You will ALWAYS have a place here Hermione; I do hope you know that. Daughter-in-law or no... you are part of this family." She smiled at me and kissed my head, going back to making breakfast for the rest of her brood. I chuckle and eat, grabbing more toast as Ginny and the Twins come down and fill there plates.

"Morning Mione, sleep well?" Ginny asked as she smacked at her brothers hands to get a biscuit. I nodded and ate some more, adding some more food to my plate. Eggs and bacon, jam and butter, so much food to eat before Ron came down and cleaned the plates like the vacuum he was.

"Well as I expected after yesterday and the fight I had with your idiot brother."

"Oi, were not idiots. We have our own business. We own our own store. We don't have to put up with you bad mouthing us." the twins say, switching back and forth between each other as they stuffed there faces. Ginny and I both rolled our eyes, Molly giving a tired sigh.

"So... you and Ron, are done then?" Gin asked, I nodded sadly, as I picked at my eggs a little.

"Yeah, we don't want the same things in life. I think I'll always love him but... I wouldn't be happy with him. Not like someone should be in a marriage. Not like you and Harry are happy." I said with a smile, Ginny blushing at my words. She and Harry truly were in love and were happy. I just hoped that one day I would look like that when someone mentioned my significant other.

I chuckle softly and finish my plate, putting it in the sink before heading outside to relax in the sun for a bit and just... exist. It's been so very long since I was simply able to just sit and be.

AN: ok... what do you think? Yes? No? Any issues? Errors or anything? PLEASE review.

AN2: hopefully i got all the errors now.