A EVERLASTING LOVE

She smiled as she scanned the books along the shelves, and took notes.

"Sometimes hard to pick just one, isn't it?" Came a smooth calm voice.

"So many amazing titles to choose from," She answered without looking away from the shelves.

"I know what you mean,I have seen you in here on numerous occasions," He reached for a book, and scanned through the pages, "I mean I read this book three times, diffrent manuscripts, and each one is better then the other."

"You mean you found the original drafts to that book. I heard the author couldn't decide which angles to go, so she published all three so the readers could be the judge," She finally looked up, and froze. Before her stood a man, more beautiful then any she had ever seen, his skined was a nice cream color, eyes clear as crystals, and his hair looked like strands of blondish red silk.

"Yes, I read them all," He placed the book back on the shelf, without turning his gaze from the brunette, "You love books, I see you here often reading."

"You watched me?" She turned her attention back to the many titles.

"You work at the weasley's joke shop," He brushed a strand of hear away from his face, "I baught from there store before."

She looked at him confused, "I beg your pardon but you dont look the type to by something that pointless."

"Let's just say I go for other reasons," He smiled as he cupped his empty hands, and then opened them revealing a single white rose. "By the way, you don't look the type to sale jokery things.'

"They're old friends, we attended the same school, and the twins's sibling are my best friends," She smiled as he handed her the rose,

"Like I admited, I see you alot around here, and just now got the courage to speak with you. I would like for you to keep me company two weeks from now for the theaters 'Phantom Of The Opera'," He reached for her hand.

Hermione shivered as he lightly held her hand to his lips, "I don't even knw your name, or anything about you,"

"How rude of me," He smiled beautifully at her, still holding her hand in his, "Nigel Ramonzo La'Bosier, and your name I already know, Hermione Granger."

"Who told you?" She looked at the man puzzled.

"The bright purple name tag for one," He smiled as he kissed her hand again before letting it fall to her side.

She blushed a little, remembering her employee tag, "Two Weeks, alot happens. But if you remember about me, then yes I would attend the theater with you."

"I'll send you a parchment with the time I will pick you up, and request where you resign," He bowed bhis head, before walking, or more like gliding away.

Later on that night, once she was back at the Burrow, the only place she had considered her home, she sat beside the fire, and thought.

"A penny for your thoughts?" Harry asked as he sat down next to his sister like friend.

She didn't turn her gaze from the fire, "Hello Harry, how are-"

"Nigel Ramonzo La'Bosier, now if he isn't the living proof that Vampires could live in harmony with our kind," Mr. Weasley was talking to one of his his third oldesson, as they walked through the door.

"But father, Nigel- ," Percy stared to argue, before realizing he wasn't alone with his father, he smiled towards the two loungers, "Hello Hermione, Harry, goodnight?" He gave his dad one quik look before hurrying up to his room.

"Hello to you to," Harry said rolling his eyes, he turned to the father of the house, "Authur, Vampires living with our kind?"

Authur sat down as Harry got out of the chair, he raised his hands in front of the fire and smiled, "Yes Harry."

Hermione looked at the oldest Weasley a little confused, "Vampires can't be in the sun, or out at night right, and theres the need to drink the blood of humans to continue to survive right?"

Authur smiled at the young witch, "Vampires are qiete human, they come and go as they please sun, or no sun. Muggles make up stories of them, and not all Vampires drink human blood, some are as content with drinking animal blood. Which goes with what I was telling my son, about young Nigel Ramonzo La'Bosier is the living proof."

"Let say that someone went on a date with a vampire, that wouldn't be looked down upon right?" The young witch asked nervously.

"Of course not, but a vampire will have to go through alot of tests, to make sure they are safe enough to be around a human," Authur paused a moment, then smile, "Then they have to list the mortals they wish to befriend, so incase there is a complaint, or something goes wrong." He leaned in, and whispered the last part, "Don't worry Hermione, Nigel passed with colors that fly."

Hermione laughed at the miswording of the Mr. Weasley, "It's, he passed with flying colors, Mr. Weasley."

Autrhur smiled as he got up, "Thanks Hermione."

"Mr. Weasley, is it really possible for a Vampire to go on liveing humanly?" Hermione asked, even though he had answered her alright.

"Don't worry Hermione, if I thought there was anything to worry for, I wouldn't had passed him after seeing the name of the person he wished to be social with on a romantic bases," Authur wined as he left towards the kitchen.

TWO WEEKS LATER

"Are you not haveing a good time?" Nigel asked nervously, as they left the theater.

"Of course I am having a good time," Hermione smiled, as she hugged her arms to herself, "Are you alright?"

He let out a thunderous laughed, as he faced her, "Meaning, am I hungry?"

She bushed, realizingg how idiotic she must had seemed to him, "Sorry, just never dated someone like you before."

He smiled angelicly at her, "Well I never dated someone like you before, either."

"What made you decide to go through all that paper work, just to ask me out?" She asked, as she allowed him to wrap an arm around her waiste.

"Love at first sight, you could say. I felt your warmth, even before I saw your face, and it wasn't the same warmth a vampire feels for it's prey. It was a warmth that one feels for a mate," His crystal like eyes.

She rolled her eyes, "What if I wouldn't had said yes to you, when you asked me out?"

"Cassandra saw that you would, if she saw you saying no to me, I wouldn't had bothered to asked you," He answered matter of factly.

"Who is Cassandra?" She asked curously, as they crossed the street towards Diagon Alley.

"She is my sister," He wrapped his cloak around her, when she let out a shiver.

"Is she a Vampire too?" The witch asked with a smile, as the cloak started warming her a little.

"No she is my blood sister, same parents," I sat her at a little table outside of a small resteraunt, "I wasn't always a vampire you know."

She blushed again, as she looked down at the patterns of the table cloth, "I am sorry, just never talked to someone like you before."

He summoned a waiter, and gave two orders, before turning his attention back to the woman across from him, "You've said that."

"Is your sister a witch?" She asked not even paying attention to the fact that he had ordered for her, and for himself, "No she is not, she is a psychic though, you know there are mortals who have special gifts you know," He leaned in closer to her, "I on the other hand was a wizard, long before I was bitten."

"How did you get bitten?" She asked even though she probably didn't really know if it was appropiate to ask.

"I was an Aurora, there was word about some bad vampires loose in a muggle village. So once we got there, the village appeared to be empty of any signs of vampires, but when I heard a noise from the bridge, went to investigate, last thing I recall was sharp pains in my neck, and shoulder," He watched as she started to eat, "Next thing I know, I wake up in a room, where a nice lady fed me animal blood, she to was a vampire. She taught me how to live without being a monster. Her husband was human, and a doctor."

"I am thankful for that woman then," Hermione reached her hand across the table, and took a hold of his hand.

"As am I," He brought her hand to his lips, and kissed it gently.