Disclaimer: I own nothing of these characters, only the plot is mine.
Note: I am so tired of reading these stories that are a basic copy of "Underworld" so I decided to write about Hermione being a Vampire, but no werewolves, unless Lupin happens to show up, and no fights with the "Lycans". Sorry if my opinion contradicts that of other people but that is the way this story will be written, end of story.
Angel of the DamnèdPrologue: Cheers to my Hell on Earth
"So what you're trying to tell me is that I have no choice but to show myself. My real self." She sat calmly before the old man and stared him down twinkling eye to ice blue eye.
"Well, yes. Those are your choices. You know we can hide your...flaw...as long as possible, we've been doing that for years. But, I think it would be best if your appearance change to your real form. Maria...I mean Hermione..... people are starting to notice that something is wrong. We...I mean you could say that you felt like a change over the summer. That you felt that you were a different person, and so that your look should....reflect that person. What do you say?" Dumbledore looked at Hermione with pleading eyes. She sighed.
It was the middle of the summer before her seventh year at Hogwarts, and she felt like she had been pushed into a corner. Over the last two years, she had started wearing black clothing, but none of that was going to matter if she regained her true form.
She was a vampire, two maybe four centuries old, she couldn't remember. When she was turned, she was nineteen, almost ready to marry a wonderful young man. But she was attacked by a charming man one night, who bit her, and turned her. She couldn't remember the former life that she had, she could only remember the life of darkness, loneliness, and solitude. A hundred years ago, she met Dumbledore, in a dark alley, feeding off of rats, and stray dogs that came her way. A pitiful life for a creature of the night, but she had no where else to turn. He took her in, and taught her the main things of humanity that she had forgotten, like washing and taking care of her body, clothing, how to eat properly.
When Harry Potter came to Hogwarts, Dumbledore gave her a mission. He would give her a glamour, and a personality that she was supposed to follow, and she would then guard Harry throughout his years at the school. They, however, became friends, along with Ron Weasley, and she took it apon herself to guard the two of them. But as time went by, she could no longer hide the evidence against her, and in the fifth year, she told them the truth, about the glamour, personality, and guardianship. She told them that she could no longer be this know-it-all person that Dumbledore and her had created. They agreed, and when the three returned in the sixth year, the school was shocked by the change in appearance. Harry and Ron had both dyed their hair black, and all three wore black clothing, much like Muggle Goths do. This change showed how much her two friends loved her, and she cherished that feeling. The three became known as the Damned Trio, and were not feared, but repected by all, even the Slytherins.
But, if she returned to her true form, people would start to talk. Her hair would become black, long and straight, and her eyes would become an icy blue. When talking to Dumbledore, she always wore this form, to remind him that she was not only older than him, but in some ways, wiser.
"Alright. I'll do it." She sighed and got up. "I have to leave now. I'm hungry, and I'm starting to like the look of your neck. But one more thing, how can we explain the Ring of Ra? No one is supposed to know about it, and I've always worn it under the glamour. If they notice the changes, won't someone begin to suspect the sunlight issue? Ra made this ring for a chosen to be protected from these stupid rays of light. They will start to notice, won't they?"
"Well, my dear, we'll have to tell them then, won't we?"
"I guess." She shook her head, "I really must be going." Walking out, she began to run towards the Astronomy Tower. Once there, she tore open a package of blood, and began drinking greedly.
"Woah, slow down there, fang girl." A voice from behind her seemed to have an amused tone to it.
"Yeah," a second voice added, "aren't you going to ask us if we want some?"
She ignored the two males and continued drinking. Once finished, she placed the package down, and turned to her friends. "I was hungry, and Dumbledore kept me in there so long, that even his neck was starting to look tasty. Ugh, could you imagine?"
"No we can't, but please don't tell us." Ron smirked, and the three climbed up onto the roof. A dark sky loomed in front of them, occasional streaks of lighting marring it's perfect darkness.
"He wants me to lose the image when school starts." She whispered. Harry frowned at her, knowing that it was wrong to do so.
"Won't people start to talk? I mean, sure there's the black clothing, but come on Mione, your eyes are blue, not brown."
"So, I'll tell them that I started to wear contacts, and that's a muggle thing, they'll believe that." She shrugged. "I only have to watch out for Malfoy. I may Head Girl and He's Head Boy, so I'll be living near him, and he's the one who will ask questions. Smart one, that boy, if only he were a vamp...."
"Hey, remember that Dumbledore said that you weren't allowed to turn people. Watch yourself. I know you have always had a craving for Malfoy's blood, especially after he cut himself in Potions and you smelled it. Don't act on the craving!" Ron, who always came to the defence of humans, even if it was Malfoy, had serious issues when it came to her cravings.
"Alright, alright...."she laughed. "Anyways, would you look at that sky....it's perfect. My only refuge from this hell on earth, my worst nightmare. I love it."
"And what are we, chopped liver?" Harry smiled, and the three friends looked out on the beautiful night that they lived for, when the peace of the world seemed to be better.
Hermione smiled, "And we await another day."
A/N. So, here is the prologue, expect more soon, I am in school, so the updates might be delayed. If you have questions or concerns, just review, and I will try my best to solve your problems. I am always willing to hear what you have to say, so don't be afraid to say it. Bye for now....Callista.