She didn't know what made her answer the door, Narcissa Malfoy never opened the door herself, especially without her wand, it was just so unseemly for a high born noble woman to do such a thing, a house-elf was the tool for that job, but putting aside all decorum, all protocol and all sense, she put her wand down from where she was punishing one of the useless creatures as it had spilled her specially imported tea, rose and walked as if in a trance to the door, her destiny awaited her on the other side.
She pulled the heavy door open and a vision stood before her.
"May I come in?" the woman asked, she had an American accent and her skin glowed white, too pale for a woman really, a cold beauty radiating off of her. Narcissa's eyes fell to the woman's chest. It was not rising and falling ever so subtly like it should, her eyes went back up and the woman's eyes sparkled with a thinly veiled malice.
"Only if you stay forever." Narcissa breathed.
"Now that I can do, I'm Darla." The vampire licked her lips and her face changed to a primal beauty, sharp angular and predatory. Narcissa looked longingly at the teeth and breaking out of her trance, she looked up.
"Come in, Dear One."
Quick as a flash, the vampire moved over the threshold and she caught Narcissa in her arms, licked the side of her neck and kissed her. Narcissa's mouth was torn open by the fangs and she bled profusely. Darla licked up the blood and suckled on her partner's torn lip, moans of ecstasy coming from both. As Narcissa reveled in the feel of the other woman's mouth, it was gone and a sharp pain tore into her as Darla bit into her flesh. Her jugular poured her life's blood out of her veins and into Darla's willing mouth. Just as Narcissa felt Death's wings creeping upon her, she felt her face being pressed into Darla's bosom and she felt blood dripping onto her. She grabbed the last of her fleeing strength and drank as much of the metallic yet strangely sweet liquid as she could. Her consciousness left her and she died.
"Mother?!" came an anguished cry and Narcissa could hear her little boy sobbing, her darling little boy.
"What did you do?" the tears still evident in the boy's throat, but the tone had turned accusing. Narcissa opened an eye carefully and she saw her son holding out a wand to his father, threatening to end his life right then and there.
"I did nothing, boy." Came her husband's usual snappish tone.
"No, I did." Came her Dear One's beloved voice and Narcissa stood up. She looked at the mirror and found she could not see her face any longer, if she had she would have noted the blood spattered all across her torn face and neck and for the first time, it would not have bothered her.
"I would never let you kill me Lucius, that would be beneath me. I was destined for things greater than you could conceive."
Both of the men in her life snapped their heads around and Draco's eyes were filled with fear, wonder and hope. Lucius' eyes however saw what she had in store for him and they widened in fear, such fear as he had never known.
She swept down on him before he could react and as she punctured his throat, she drained him greedily of his blood, his life and as she felt his heart begin to slow, she stopped.
"You should drain it all, your first kill." Darla said, lust sparkling in her eyes.
"He's not my first kill." Said Narcissa softly. "Besides, I want to watch him suffer."
Draco looked at his mother, who now had rosy cheeks and was no longer radiating that deathly cold. She picked up Lucius' wand and snapped it like kindling.
"Do you still want to be family?" she asked as she slowly turned to face Draco, "I will make you my first childe."
Draco looked scared between his mother and her soulless mate. "I want to be family."
"I knew I'd choose right." Darla smirked. "The boy already knows who he will change, such lust for mayhem and destruction; we will cut a swath through the known world leaving bodies, death, decay and misery."
Darla and Narcissa drew towards the boy and bit into a side of his neck each, both of them draining his blood.
Narcissa pulled away and Darla drew her fingernail across her lover's wrist, slashing it open and she dribbled herself into her son's mouth. He swallowed then slumped quite dead. While they waited for Draco to rise, Narcissa healed Lucius and bound him to the wall, where he hung awaiting his fate, treated to the spectacle of his wife being taken by Darla and taking right back, biting, licking, blood, sweat, lust, death.
Draco stirred and looked at his father with an evil grin.
"Drink my son, you'll feel stronger." Narcissa called and as her son descended on his father and thought of a fiery redhead he could spend eternity with she smiled her most innocent smile and kissed her Dear One.
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