Lightening broke the starless sky in two and wind howled to the orb of light in the sky. Thunder roared through the dark sky. Massive tears from the heavens thrashed down on the Burrow's weak roof.

'Now everyone just keep calm.' Even Molly Weasley was being drowned out by the raging storm. All the Weasleys, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Remus Lupin and Mad-eye Moody were sitting silently in the Burrow's worn out living room.

'I think it is starting to die down. Anyone want to go and check?' asked Molly Weasley, the rain was still hitting the windows but at a slower pace than before.

'We vote Ron!' called out Fred and George, laughter filled the room.

'Go on Ron!'

'What-' started the tall teenager, but his mum interrupted.

'You were voted, sorry Hun.' Ron huffed but knew not to argue against his mother, she would probably win. He grabbed his jacket and headed out into the storm, hearing Fred and George cackle at his misfortune.

'How do you check whether it is getting lighter or not? Bloody hell, it's freezing out here.' Ron decided it was a fool's errand and walked back to the door.

He tried to turn the handle, before seeing Fred and George's annoying heads in the living room window, once again laughing.

They had locked him out. In a storm!

Ron ran to the window and thumbed it has hard as he could, Fred and George just laughed even more! But this had made the others in the room realize why the twins were howling with laughter.

'I'm going to fucking kill you when I get back in there!' shouted Ron at the window, he knew they could hear him, but they could probably understand what he was saying.

'Language Ronald,' laughed Fred, in the most posh tone he could manage.

'Why are you still out there?' mouthed Molly to a freezing Ron.

'Those twats locked me out,' answered back Ron.

Molly turned to her twin sons. 'HOW DARE YOU LOCK POOR RONNIE OUT A STORM! HE COULD CATCH ANYTHING OUT THERE AND DIE! NOW YOU TWO ARE GOING TO LET HIM IN AND APOLOGISE FOR WHAT YOU HAVE DONE! THEN I'M GOING TO SHOW YOU HOW ANGRY I REALLY AM!' She was a bit angry.

Now normally the twins would never dare speak back, but this time they thought they should.

'Erm...well, we sorta can't.' Fred said nervously, his voice almost a whisper.

'Why not?' she had stopped shouting but angry still soaked her words.

'We sorta lost the key.' George's voice died out towards the end, they were dead!

'YOU'VE DONE WHAT? YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT POOR RONNIE IS GOING TO HAVE TO STAY OUT THEIR UNTIL YOU FIND THE KEY!' blasted Molly.

'Can't you just use magic to open the door?' spoke up Hermione. Molly turned round.

'No dear, the doors have enchantments on them so that they can only be open by the key and nothing else.' Molly's voice was so calm; it was like she had never been angry.

'Now you're going to tell Ron, why he is going to have to stay the night out there.' Anger flowed though her words.

Fred and George gulped, they would never like to admit it but Ron had grown up. He was a massive 6 ft tall; he towered over them and because of playing Quidditch in the summer with him, they knew he had become quite strong. They really hoped he would calm down over night, so they wouldn't have to face him when he got back inside, but they doubted this very much.

'Ron.' They mouthed, and tapped on the window; Ron had turned around and was just leaning on the window.

'Yes arseholes.' He wasn't in a good mood.

'We might have lost the key, so,' Fred never got to finish his sentence...

'WHAT? YOU IDIOTS! AS SOON AS I GET BACK IN THERE I'M GOING TO BEAT THE DRAGON DUNG OUT OF YOU." Ron blasted back. Unfortunately for the twins, he had inherited his mother's temper. Normally Molly would have told her son off for his use of foul language, but this time she decided he was ok to use it; he was stuck out in a raging storm for the whole night.

'Now hunny, go to the shed and wait there. We should be able to come and get you in the morning.' Molly spoke clearly and calmly, she didn't want to anger her son any more.

'Erm... that might be a problem,' spoke up Bill. 'I locked it up, as I heard there was a storm coming.' He got up from a saggy chair he had been sitting in and walked over to the window. Luckily Ron hadn't left yet.

'Sorry Ron, I locked it up because of the storm.' Bill put his hand on the window; Ron placed his hand on the window directly where Bill's was, on the other side of the window.

'That's OK. It's not your fault I'm in this mess.' Ron gave an evil look to the twins, Lucius Malfoy would have been proud of that glare.

'All right then. Ronnie I want you to go to the forest and wait under a tree, where it is dry. Understand?' mouthed Molly.

'Yeah Mum. Forest, dry tree.' smiled back Ron, it was plain to everyone that Molly was worried about her youngest son. Ron waved goodbye and the others in the warmth and dry of the Burrow smiled and waved back.

Ron only managed to find a space under a tree, which was dry, near the middle of the Burrow's forest. He tried to shake off the wet, like a dog would, but it didn't make much difference. He pulled off his wet coat, sat against a thick tree and placed the dry-ish inside of the coat on his lap.

A blast of cold wind hit Ron; he wouldn't get much sleep tonight. Even so, he closed his eyes and tried to get a bit of rest.

Ron didn't know how long he had been asleep for...

'Ronald Weasley.' spoke a female voice, Ron groggily open his blue eyes.

A tanned colour girl stood before him, she must have been only 5 foot but she still had an essence of power about her. She had shoulder length jet black hair, a full fridge and intense ebony eyes. Her lips were blood red and contrasted against her skin.

'Who-' Ron started, he thought maybe this was a dream; random girls just didn't appear out of nowhere.

'No Ron, this is not a dream. And yes I just "read" your mind.' Ron was completely confused.

'I am Mina, Princess of Darkness and...Vampires.' She chuckled darkly.

Suddenly all of Ron's senses were alive and ready to fight; yes, he knew he couldn't fight a vampire but he wasn't going to sit there and do nothing.

'Shh, calm down boy.' She may have been evil but her voice was so calming, Ron couldn't help but obey. She knelt down and looked Ron straight in the eyes. Her glaze was so piercing, so intense, he just couldn't look away.

She moved her face forward, so that they were now only inches apart. Her murky glaze shot down to his neck.

'Pl-Please don't. I don't want to die.' She laughed, she sounded so wicked and impure.

'I would never do that to you. You're so powerful! So great! You are the most powerful wizard that will ever live. Yes, a little bit like Merlin, but a thousand times more powerful. And I would know, I have lived for thousands of years,' Mina smiled it was a wicked and cruel smile.

A blood-curdling scream ripped through the forest, as her bright white fangs pierced Ron's skin.