Disclaimer: I own nothing from the world of Harry Potter. I only own the plot and characters I make up along the way. Everything (places, characters, spells, etc)that were in the originial books belong to J.K.R.

Prologue

Gwyneth Gryffindor raced through the halls of Hogwarts School, a hand clasping her amulet. "Tatal - Father!" she cried, throwing open a door only to stop in her tracks. Sitting in front of Godric Gryffindor were the figures from her worst nightmare, Stefan Slytherin and Draconis Soparla. Gwyneth stared, "What's going on? Why are they here?"

"Gwyn, be calm. They are simply visiting. Hogwarts is their home as well as yours." Godric frowned at her.

Gwyneth hissed, "They have no right! Lord Slytherin left ages ago. You know what they want, yet you welcome them in?"

"And what do we want?" Draconis asked harshly, "As you seem to be an expert, Miss Gryffindor. Is there a certain special reason for our return?"

"Enough. Gwyneth, leave us." She narrowed her eyes at her father, "No. Not until these demonii leave the grounds. Did you run out of immortality? Did my blood's magic wear out?"

Godric stiffened. It was not known to any but members of their family that the blood of a Gryffindor woman would grant immortality. But it was not known to Godric that his one time friend Salazar and his sons had already taken her blood once before. Draconis launched himself out of the chair he had been sitting in, pinning her by her throat to the wall.

Stefan smirked at her scream and out of nowhere hit Gwyneth's father with the Killing Curse. "Please, Gwynny, do not yell. You shall cause alarm where none is needed." he said, approaching slowly, "All we want is a little more of your blood. It seems you were too young when father took some. He died last month, and we realized we needed more."

"Go to hell!" Gwyneth spat hoarsely, pulling at the hand at her throat. "You cannot know the dangers of what you plan to do!"

"Enlighten us, then." Draconis sneered.

"Vampyr." she gasped. She was running out of air and black fuzziness lined her vision. "You will be vampyr! To gain immortality you will have to drink my blood, then live off of blood. It is how you figured out my secret, is it not? Finding the first of the vampyr kind was created by killing my ancestor Deasupra?" The grip on her throat slackened, and she inhaled deeply. "You will live off of human blood, and sooner or later, my blood will be replaced by that of mortals, and you shall become mortal yourself once more."

Stefan slammed a knife into the wall by her head, making her jump, and his smirk widened, "Do you mean to scare us, draga? There has never been a vampyr to lose his immortality."

"None that you know of. The Old Ones have all supposedly gone into hiding, correct? What if they are dead, buried in the ground just like the mortals they lived off of?" She could see she was angering him, and he had no idea that that was exactly what she wanted.

Draconis released her, watching her drop to the floor. "Brother," he said, "she may be speaking truth. What do you plan to guarantee our continual immortality?"

Stefan scowled at him but knelt down beside Gwyneth. He regarded her for minutes before reaching and yanking the knife from the wall. "Am angajati ai si a magiei in singele tau, femela! Ea nu va aparea pentru o mie patru sute de ani." Stefan said, putting the knife to her throat and creating a cut. Gwyneth kicked out at him weakly, the words translating and echoing in her head even as she past out.

I bind you and the magic in your blood, woman! You shall not exist again for a thousand and four hundred years.

A/N: Hey, guys! I know I have a bunch of other stories I should be working on, but I was sleeping the other night and I had this weird dream. As soon as I woke up, I opened my computer and started writing this! It is exactly my dream, and will follow it as much as I can remember. The dialogue is a bit different than in my dream, cos I have absolutely no idea what language they were speaking in my dream. The closest I got to how it sounded was Romanian, and please please forgive any translation mistakes. I am not an expert at Romanian language.

But, yeah, I hope you enjoy this story and it keeps you on your seats. I'm going to try and throw in a bit of horror, but I am not very good at being scary. Haha. Read and review!

Love yas!
Bewitched Nightwalker
(a.k.a. SlytherinLuver, a.k.a. Amanda)