A/N: So I haven't written anything in a while and this lovely little plot bunny popped up in my head a couple weeks ago. This is only the third story I've put on FF, and I'm going to try my hardest to catch all the mistakes. I hope you enjoy! Read on dear readers, read on!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter. Except my plot bunny.
Prologue
The years of Lord Voldemort had come and gone. It was nearly eight years to the date that the infamous Harry Potter had defeated the worlds' nemesis. The Ministry of Magic had been rebuilt, the government inside had been cleaned of any persons involved with Voldemort, and anyone opposing the new Minister of Magic, Kingsley Shacklebolt. Things were coming together nicely, families had begun to heal from their mourning, the wizarding world was at peace.
Until the rein of Vampire clans had finally decided to descend upon the wizarding world.
Not many knew of the horrors that had began to rule the darkness of night, only the few who had been personally harmed, or family members that had been harmed. They were told to keep their silence on the matter to ensure the wizarding world wasn't sent back into a state of panic. Special teams of Arurors were trained specifically for the task of ridding the world of the evil that was brought in the darkness. However with the clan leaders highly guarded and now apparently working with each other, many perished at the hands of the sharp toothed devils. It was because of this that it was agreed with the Minister of Magic, and the head of the Auror board that they would need help from someone on the inside. It was in that decision that they decided to take the most highly guarded Azkaban prisoner from their cell, and put them to work.