Harry had never believed he would meet a boy he hated more than Dudley, but that was before he met Draco Malfoy.
I brushed my hair away from my neck and tilted it toward her. She stared for a moment, blank faced; then understanding shone in her eyes. Those fangs that lurked behind her pretty smile bit into my neck and a small moan escaped my lips. I hadn’t realised how much I’d missed it, that sweet, wonderful pain followed by glorious wonder.