I OWN EVERYTHING! I OWN EVERYTHING! I OWN #wakes up# nothing. The song lyrics are not mine either. #Sob Sob#
Blah Blah Blah talking to animals
Harry sighed in boredom and glanced at his clock. Two minutes till his birthday. One minute. Thirty seconds. Twelve. Ten. Five. Four. Three. Two. One. BOOM! Harry's window shattered! He reached for his wand just as a black cloaked figure crawled in and yanked it away! The man held Harry's hands behind his back with one hand and with the other grabbed his hair and yanked his head to one side roughly!
"Happy birthday." Muttered sarcastically and reviled two sharp, long teeth then the man lowered his face to Harry's neck then Harry screamed and screamed as the teeth bit deep, pain beyond anything he had felt in his life began at his neck then spread slowly throughout his body. He writhed and screamed in the Vampire's firm grip as the Vampire broke away and cut his own flesh and though Harry fought he was forced to drink it. The Vampire then threw the boy to the floor and left. Harry whimpered and fell unconscious.
When Harry awoke he found he was hungry, very hungry. He found a group of packages on his bed and made a list as he opened his presents.
Fireball 260 (Broomstick) (Lupin)
Chocolate cake (Mrs. Weasley)
Chocolate frogs (Ron)
Rock cakes (Hagrid)
Quiddich Through the Eyes of the Seeker (Hermione)
Sophisticated Transfiguration (Hermione)
Raven named Nighthawk (Hagrid)
Ton- Ton Toffees (Ron)
Harry wondered why the chocolate cake didn't look to appealing then he remembered the events of last night. His head dropped into his hands and he cried. Then he looked up. He was starving; he remembered reading that Vampires had super human speed and strength and hearing, could talk to all animals and could do wandless magic. He also read that they could change into any animal they want. Harry would go into the Surry forest, turn into a wolf and catch something. Harry followed his plan and drank from a deer. After that he was full so he went back to the house only to see his Uncle in his room pointing angrily at the shattered glass,
"THIS IS THE FINAL STRAW BOY! I DON'T CARE WHAT THOSE FREAKS SAY! THEY HAVEN'T DONE ANYTHING BEFORE! YOU'RE TO STAY IN THIS ROOM UNTIL I INSTAL BARS AND LOCKS AGAIN AND LET YOU OUT, IF EVER!!!" Harry glared at him but walked in and heard his uncle getting some tools together. Harry lay on the bed to think but fell asleep.
When he woke up it was night and there were bars on his window and five locks on his door. Harry was growing restless, he needed to move, to fly, to leave this place, he was feeling trapped and becoming claustrophobic. He grabbed a shard of glass his Uncle had missed as he had an idea, he focused hard and it morphed into a black dragon necklace. Then used a more complicated charm and spilled a drop of blood on it. Now he closed it in the palm of his hand and it came alive! Harry took it off the black chain and hissed at it and it nodded and took flight with a shrunken note from Harry in its mouth. The letter simply said,
Dear Ron,
The Dursley's have locked me in again. I made the dragon last year before school ended incase this happened again.
From Harry
Harry watched as the dragon flew off with the speed of a normal dragon. Harry waited and sure enough the dragon came back through the bars. Harry held it in the palm of his hand and it became stone again and then he put it on the chain and around his neck.
Harry rummaged through his wardrobe and decided that he would make himself some clothes. He picked up a baggy red shirt and it changed into a black shirt with a silver dragon on the front, then he grabbed a huge pair of pants and changed them into a black pair of jeans then grabbed a jumper and turned it into a black leather jacket. He pulled these on then looked in his mirror and gasped. Harry's hair was sleek and slightly below shoulder length. His clothes were an amazing fit and looked really amazing on him. Harry's eyes were wide as he grabbed a comb and black hair tie. He combed his hair and tied it neatly in a ponytail. Harry walked around his room longing for blood. After a few minutes he heard the door bell and voices then someone fumbling with Harry's locks on his door. Then Harry's door flew open,
"Wow," Fred stared at Harry's new look,
"Cool," muttered Ron who Harry noticed was shorter then him,
"Brilliant!" chuckled Gorge looking Harry up and down.
"Hi." Said Harry noting that his voice was deeper and smoother. They stood like that for a while until Gorge said that they should get moving and everyone nodded still staring at Harry then turned and led the way outside. Harry had made his fangs shrink to normal size just incase. They met Mr. Weasley at the front door who also stared at Harry then they took a port key to Grimald Place which made Harry have to hide a blood tear which he had found his tears had become.
"Um. Mr. Weasley?
"Yes Harry?" Mr. Weasley asked kindly
"Can we go to Diagon alley?" Harry asked quietly and Mr. Weasley looked sympathetic,
"Yes. Right now, if you want." Harry nodded and Ron went inside and told Mrs. Weasley then they got out a normal car and drove off. When they got there everyone went in different directions. Harry was walking along when he saw a beautiful cello with a black moving dragon on the back. Harry walked into the store and walked up to it but,
"Sir, please don't touch it its cursed!" cried the shopkeeper. Harry ignored him and whispered, Can I play you? You speak? I only knew one person who spoke, my old master. But yes you can. The dragon whispered back. Harry slid in behind it. At his old school he had played lodes of instruments but when he had won an award the Dursley's had forbade him. Harry played a familiar song and muttered along,
I lived my life in shadow,
Never the sun on my face,
It didn't seem so sad though,
I figured that was my place.
Now I'm bathed in light,
Something just isn't right.
I'm under your spell,
How else could it be,
Anyone would notice me?
Its magic I can tell,
How you set me free,
Brought me out so easily,
You made me believe!
Everyone was staring at him transfixed so he began another,
Can we touch the soul of heaven
Can we unite a sacred lesson
Every child creates a skylight of beauty
Can you hear cathedrals falling
All the universe is calling
Cry a single cello from your heart
Since the world has lost her way
Loneliness journey endlessly
Yet the promised chance remains
Gifts of that could be
So let the children remember the sun
Let them dance let them soar
For their lives have begun
Let the children engender the rain
As the river runs through fields
Forever subsiding their pain
Every voice along the shoreline
Standing still within time
Spinning unresolved the walking
As each season passes
Through wonderland, looking glasses
The secret garden shire beckons you
Gentle flower don't fade away
Sweet innocent still harbors thee
In faith of garden dreams
Where one lives eternally
Let the children remember the sun
Let them dance let them soar
For their lives have begun
Let the children engender the rain
As the river runs through fields
Forever subsiding their pain
Bless the children for they are the light
They are truth of spirit in flight
Yes the children engender the rain as the river runs through life
Healing their pain
If you could trust with your heart one more time
Sweet angel conceived
You have forever and always believed...
The people in the store were amazed with the beautiful music and Harry had put all his emotion in the lyrics and become loud enough to be heard. He looked at the shop keeper and asked a simple short question,
"How much?"
"U-Uh, 10 knuts as I have no use for it." He couldn't take his eyes of the dark stranger who entered his shop and played an instrument that nobody had touched without being seriously injured or killed. Harry nodded and pulled out the money and waved his hand making the cello shrink and feather light. Then he walked out everyone staring at his retreating back.
After and hour later they piled back into the car and went back to Grimald Place and carrying heavy bags Harry walked into his room. He made a list of his stuff as he unpacked it.
Black Cello
Black Guitar
Silver Violin
Vampires and Their Powers by Gustepo Leo
Black cloak with Silver Leaf clasp
Green robe
Silver robe
Black short sleeved t-shirt
Blue jeans
Black jeans
Black jacket
Violin for Advanced Players by Hannah Gonpe
Guitar for Advanced Players by Hannah Gonpe
Cello for Advanced Players by Hannah Gonpe
Gone with the Wind played by Jone SeSegun, sung by Gus Kenord
Feeling the Pain played by Beth Nene, sung by Nicholas Davin
Unwrapped played by Chris Denath, sung by Devon Haller
CD player
Harry stuck the violin CD, Gone with the Wind in the player and listened to it while he put the guitar CD, Unwrapped, and the Cello CD, Feeling the Pain, on a shelf above his bed. He went to his wardrobe and hung up his clothes. He put Vampires and Their Powers with the CDs, the instruments went in the wardrobe on the bottom. Harry looked around but something was missing... Harry changed a price tag into a clock and set it down on his bedside table then he changed another price tag into a huge painting of a red dragon and hung it on the wall. Next he made a lamp with a red lampshade and a stereo. The lamp went with the clock and so did the stereo. Just as Harry put Feeling the Pain in his stereo and started playing it Ron walked in.
"Hey Harry!"
"Hi Ron."
"Nice decorations but do they really go with the carpet?" Harry looked, Ron was right so Harry frowned and the green carpet became a dark red. Harry faked an amazed look.
"Wow! What happened?" asked Ron
"I asked Lupin to change it; I guess he decided to now." Harry lied.
"Oh, ok." And Ron left after saying that Hermione was on her way. Harry chuckled slightly and started reading about Vampires. Apparently they could communicate through their minds and could also read minds. Their power was enhanced when they become Vampires so a wizard would have their power doubled. They can eat human food but it does them no good.
Harry suddenly realized how hungry he was! How was he supposed to eat?! Suddenly he had an idea and a goblet of pig's blood appeared on the working table he was sitting at. He drank it and then the goblet disappeared. Harry needed something to do, he was getting board. He remembered that he had learnt woodworking at his old school so he created a block of wood and a knife, he was going to hand make a dragon then make it so it came recognize his touch and become real.
A week later Harry was in a good mood, the dragon was the size of a baby dragon and actually looked real, unpainted still but real. Harry created a paintbrush and brown, black and silver paint. He had made the dragon in a position as if it was standing on a rock pointing upwards with its wings spread and he had made a rock like that. He started to paint the face black, the underside of ridges would be silver and the rock would be brown. When he was done the dragon looked fantastic perched on its rock with its wings spread. Harry made the paint dry then pricked his thumb and cast a spell and spilled a drop of his blood on the dragon which absorbed the blood leaving no trace. Harry placed two fingers and the face where the blood had landed and the dragon came to life and flew around a little with Harry talking to it then landed in its original position when Harry told it to and he changed it back into wood.
It looked fantastic sitting on his table and Harry decided to show it to Hermione (Who arrived last week and now was dating Ron so they left Harry in peace.) and Ron. Harry picked it up careful not to touch the face and took it outside where Ron and Hermione were kissing and placed it on the table in front of them and Ron's parents.
"Where did you get this Harry?" Asked Mr. Weasley curiously and sternly,
"Well, I got the wood, knife, paint and paintbrush in Diagon Alley and made it out of them." Ron and Hermione who had finally broken apart were staring at the dragon in awe and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were looking from the dragon to Harry in amazement.
"It's not that good!" Harry said embarrassed at the awe in which he and his dragon were being stared at.
"NOT THAT GOOD?!" Hermione screeched in exasperation,
"No it's bloody brilliant!" Muttered Ron in awe. Harry turned red and couldn't think of anything to say when,
"Hello Harry." It was Dumbledore,
"May I speak with you?" It was more a command than a question so he picked up his dragon and followed Dumbledore to Harry's room.
"What happened?" Dumbledore knew! Harry felt a red drop slide from his eye and he told Dumbledore what had happened. Harry took off his necklace and turned the stone real and then he made the new dragon real and the two got talking and playing, a good way to stretch their wings.
"I'm so sorry Harry. This is my fault." Dumbledore let a tear slide down his face.
"What am I going to tell Ron and Hermione when we get to Hogwarts, Oh; I need to pop down to the Forbidden Forest for something to eat?" Harry was afraid of what the answer might be but needed to ask,
"You will have to tell them, if they are true friends they will stick by you if not... But now let's not try to think, you should tell them now." Dumbledore bowed his head and Harry slowly walked back outside.
"Hi Harry." Said Ron, his parents had gone back inside and Ron and Hermione were watching him approach,
"I have something to tell you that you can't tell anyone else." Suspiciously they nodded,
"I'm a vampire." Hermione screamed and ran inside closely followed by Ron. Harry sighed and several drops of blood slid from his eyes. Harry whirled around, Dumbledore was here. A sigh came from the old man,
"I take it they didn't take it to well."
"TOO WELL?!" Harry cried in disbelief,
"Hermione was practically screaming bloody murder!" Harry turned into a raven and flew out of the garden,
"Where are you going?" Dumbledore asked softly but the raven didn't turn around.
Harry flew and changed to a bat as it grew dark. He didn't know or care where he was going he just followed his senses.
Hours later Harry saw a familiar building ahead, he had flown to Hogwarts. He hovered above the ground and changed into a wolf. Harry stalked silently into the Forbidden Forest. After a few minutes he spotted a cave and curled up just as it started to pour with rain.