Severus Snape was angry. No, he was livid. A mere student had broken past his occulmancy shields and without a spell. He had just poured himself a generous amount of scotch when someone knocked on his door. He barely held back a groan.

“Enter!” He called.

The door opened and Draco made his way into his study.

“Professor,” Draco greeted.

“What is it Draco?” Snape demanded taking a swig of his drink.

“Sir, the new student is a vampire,” Draco began. “Well the Japanese version anyway.”

“You mean to tell me that Ms. Oda is a kyuketsuki?” Snape asked turning to Draco.

“Yes sir.”

Severus ran a hand over his face.

“There’s more,” Draco began hesitantly.

“What do you mean ‘there’s more?’” Snape demanded.

“She’s cursed.”

“By cursed you mean…” Snape prompted.

“Baba Yaga cursed her power and thirst to increase until she found her mates. Add to that she can only feed from a dhampir or bosorcoi and Hadrian and I are the only ones who can feed her.”

“I take it she is your mate?” Snape asked Draco.

Draco nodded. “Hadrian is with her now.”

Severus sighed. “Albus will have to be told,”

“No, absolutely not!”

Severus was startled by Draco’s strong reaction.

“That batty old man will use her! She’s essentially a pawn already!”

“What are you talking about, Draco? She’s the ambassador’s daughter.”

“No, she’s the daughter of the second son of the Japanese royal family. She’s a princess and as soon as Dumbledore figures that out, she’ll be in more danger.”

“Mr. Malfoy, I am sure your mate is more than capable of taking care of herself.”

“Yes she is, but that’s not her job anymore. It’s mine and Hadrian’s.”

“Very well. We won’t tell Albus just yet. If you and your dhampir cannot keep her under control, I will be forced to tell him.”

Draco nodded and turned to leave. As he reached for the door he turned back.

“Professor you should probably excuse us for the next few days.”

“Pray tell why should I do that?” Severus snapped glaring at the boy.

“You do remember what happened when Hadrian and I mated, yes?”

Severus nodded hesitantly. He hadn’t been around much during Hadrian and Draco’s mating but he did remember Draco’s panic when he thought Hadrian was pregnant. That had been two days after their mating began. According to Lucius, their mating should have been a month long if not longer and Hadrian should have come away from it pregnant. Draco’s terror at his dhampir being pregnant at only 13 had been all Severus had needed to brew them a contraceptive potion and run a diagnostic spell on Hadrian. He hadn’t been pregnant just adjusting to the bond and the blood loss.

“We don’t have a month for you to force her to submit,” Severus growled.

“I know but we will need a day or two to adjust, especially Hadrian. He’s going to be feeding both of us.”

“No he is not!” Severus thundered. “That is far too much for him.”

“Severus, let me worry about what my mate can and cannot handle,” Draco sighed. “It’s my job not yours.”