New Writer on the board!!! I'm trying my best. Hope you all like. If you don't oh well because I do. I kind of used a whole bunch of vampire myths in this.
The letter came inviting a vampire to Hogwarts. The Great War was beginning and the wizards wanted us on their side. Unfortunately there were few of us left. Humans, wizard and not alike, had hunted us and now they wanted our alliance. My name is Viola Wiglaf and I am 2500 years old. The whole letter amused me really. But I was curious. I had been hiding from humans for over a hundred years. Ever sense our own war began. The war between the clans, the war that caused the death of my master and many of my clans people. I was one of the oldest living (so to speak). We had almost wiped ourselves out before the humans even had a turn. The clans had turned on each other, the tension had built up for hundreds of years, and we all knew it would happen some day. We just didn't know how few of us would be left at the end. Bringing more humans across would solve nothing. The young were easily killed.
But this letter from the wizards, it caught me off guard. Those who still lived in my coven, in my castle in Scotland, did not want me to go. They were younger then I and did not trust humans. Little did they know of a time were human contact was as important to us as their blood. They would never know that fulfilling feeling having lived primarily on animals.
Against the wishes of my coven, I decided to go. I had not been on my own since before my masters true death. I was getting restless and although I loved those I held home with I wanted some solitude. Though going to the mortals would not fulfill that need, the prospect of being welcome around humans who knew what I was intrigued me. I arrived soon enough. My mind had come up with many questions for this school of wizards. How many letters did then send out? How did their owls find me? What did they expect our small number to do? I hope my questions would be answered at this hidden castle. I found it as no human could my senses were sharper and picked up the magical air. I was met at the edge of the Hogwarts campus by a half-giant, I could smell it in his blood and for the first time sense I left what was my home for the past two hundred years, I felt I made a mistake. The smell of half human blood was making me hungry, what would human blood do to me. I had been so long
since I taste it.
The giant man shuddered and asked if I was the only "you know bloodsucker" around. I was slightly offended but said I was and was he expecting more? He shook his head quickly. "Yer the only one who answered Dumbledore."
I simply nodded. The giant man eyed me nervously as he walked me up to the castle. I suppressed a smile at the thought of this man, twice my size, being afraid of me. True I could kill him in an instant but still it amused me. I heard great noise as we enter the school. "Ummm it's dinner time. Wait here I'll get Dumbledore." He left me at the double doors I assumed lead into the dining hall. The smell of humans was so strong I found myself biting my lip. I would not be the monster the giant man assumed I was.
I could feel the eyes of the portraits on me, they did not recognize what I was but they saw me as a stranger. Moments later the giant returned with a white haired wizard and to my surprise a werewolf. I swear I heard a growl coming from his throat. My eyes flashed in anger but I quickly calmed myself. The giant seemed eager to get away and the old wizard, the headmaster, told him he could go. Torn between protecting his headmaster and getting away quickly the giant walked away turning his head frequently. The headmaster then introduced himself as Albus Dumbledore and the werewolf as Remus Lupin. I politely bowed me head and introduced myself although they already knew my name. " A man giant, a werewolf and now a vampire, you put your alliance with strange fellows Headmaster Dumbledore." I said as we started to walk down the strange hallways. The headmaster gave a strange smile at my comment. He wanted me here he explained so that the ministry of magic could see vampire held
no threat to the magical community and that they were willing to fight against the Dark Lord.
At this I allowed myself a small smile. "Seeing as though I am the only one here and my clans people opposed me coming. I would say your plan failed."
"Clans people? I did not think the clans still existed." The werewolf spoke.
"Those I share a home with are my clans people, my coven. But no true clans no longer exist."
We had reached the office of the headmaster. "Is that way I am here Dumbledore, you hope I can get the vampires to join your side in this war? The humans have hunted us for years, the vampires will not join you unless they are directly attacked by this Dark Lord and even then they will fight only for their own heads not yours."
"Yet you came."
"Curiosity got the best of me. I was restless in my home."
"Is that the only reason you are here?"
The headmaster made me nervous with that question. Being this close to the human, I could almost see the blood running through his veins.
"No." I answered honestly. "I am here because it has been a long time since I've been welcome around mortals. I also do not want to see another war come."
The werewolf made a snorting noise.
I turned to face him. "Do you think me a monster? Do you think I want innocents to be killed? We are alike, shunned by those who see us as creatures who need to be destroyed." I talked know to the Headmaster. "I will do what I can. I will talk to my coven and see if we can help. There are few of us but we are powerful beings. That is all I can promise for now."
"Then I take that promise in friendship." Dumbledore seemed to ignore my outburst at the werewolf. "Would they join the Dark Lord if he asked." He seemed to hesitate at the question.
"Some may, but only for their own gain, to drink the blood of humans. But it will be blood taken by force and not as pure."
"Vampires do not usually take blood by force?" The headmaster seemed genuinely curious. I could understand his confusion the stories of vampires are meant to scare but it was not who we were.
"No," I tried to explain. "We are sensitive creatures because of our nature. We feed off emotions as well as the blood. Many of the young vampires do not know this. Taking blood by force from a human is the same as feeding off an animal; it will keep us alive but it not what we need. When we take blood from an animal we need much more then from a human. It's hard to explain. We can visit humans in their dreams take blood through desire leaving the human with a pleasant dream. It is even better when the human is awake and aware of our nature. Either way we only need about a shot glass full to feel satisfied for a few weeks."
"Is this how you were found out." The Werewolf's voice was not as harsh as before.
"No taking blood in passion leaves only a small cut that can easily be explained. We do not bit with our teeth, too messy. Our fingernails are like glass and cut the skin easily enough to feed. No we were found out because of the clans. We were fighting too much, our actions could not be hidden from the humans, and we were sloppy. A vampire body was found. He was not fully drained and left in the sun it took longer then usually for him to burn and he was found. That started the beginning of the end. Vampires were no longer stories. We have no one to blame but ourselves." My voice had gotten far way I had almost become lost in my memories."
A knock at the door broke me from my thoughts.
My body jumped. "It's only a student." Lupin chided.
"Come in." Dumbledore called as the door opened on it's own.
A young man with dark hair entered.
"Oh yes Harry one moment." Dumbledore turned to me. "I hope you will come back and bring us news soon." I was being dismissed. I had stayed long enough and told more of myself then I thought I would.
"I believe I am beyond words with my people but I realize what is coming will affect all." I felt I would return. "I will be in touch Headmaster, Professor." And I left.
I had much to consider. As I left the young man looked at me strangely. Perhaps he thought me a Veela. I looked more of their kind then the traditional thought of Vampire.
I was brought across at a young age. Well young now. I was about 19 with two dead children already. They both did not make it past their third birthday. I do not remember much of my human years and I do not morn for my children. My memories are like dreams I cannot grab onto. The last time I tasted food, felt my own heartbeat. I made the trip back to my home. Dumbledore had offered a hand, of trust, of alliance. Trusting humans, I had not done that in many years. I knew of the school, Hogwarts had helped mold great wizards good and bad. I also knew if he accepted vampires as allies, the ministry would take notice and consider our help. It would help our arrangement with mortals greatly. At least we could be accepted in the wizard community.
Me people have not heard much of this Dark Lord. There have been so many evils over the years. He had killed many wizards and muggles but by the time he was in power many vampires had already been killed and scattered.
My home was deserted. The vampires I usually housed had branded me a traitor. After all I had done to protect them. I heard noise outside my home something was about to happen.
The letter came inviting a vampire to Hogwarts. The Great War was beginning and the wizards wanted us on their side. Unfortunately there were few of us left. Humans, wizard and not alike, had hunted us and now they wanted our alliance. My name is Viola Wiglaf and I am 2500 years old. The whole letter amused me really. But I was curious. I had been hiding from humans for over a hundred years. Ever sense our own war began. The war between the clans, the war that caused the death of my master and many of my clans people. I was one of the oldest living (so to speak). We had almost wiped ourselves out before the humans even had a turn. The clans had turned on each other, the tension had built up for hundreds of years, and we all knew it would happen some day. We just didn't know how few of us would be left at the end. Bringing more humans across would solve nothing. The young were easily killed.
But this letter from the wizards, it caught me off guard. Those who still lived in my coven, in my castle in Scotland, did not want me to go. They were younger then I and did not trust humans. Little did they know of a time were human contact was as important to us as their blood. They would never know that fulfilling feeling having lived primarily on animals.
Against the wishes of my coven, I decided to go. I had not been on my own since before my masters true death. I was getting restless and although I loved those I held home with I wanted some solitude. Though going to the mortals would not fulfill that need, the prospect of being welcome around humans who knew what I was intrigued me. I arrived soon enough. My mind had come up with many questions for this school of wizards. How many letters did then send out? How did their owls find me? What did they expect our small number to do? I hope my questions would be answered at this hidden castle. I found it as no human could my senses were sharper and picked up the magical air. I was met at the edge of the Hogwarts campus by a half-giant, I could smell it in his blood and for the first time sense I left what was my home for the past two hundred years, I felt I made a mistake. The smell of half human blood was making me hungry, what would human blood do to me. I had been so long
since I taste it.
The giant man shuddered and asked if I was the only "you know bloodsucker" around. I was slightly offended but said I was and was he expecting more? He shook his head quickly. "Yer the only one who answered Dumbledore."
I simply nodded. The giant man eyed me nervously as he walked me up to the castle. I suppressed a smile at the thought of this man, twice my size, being afraid of me. True I could kill him in an instant but still it amused me. I heard great noise as we enter the school. "Ummm it's dinner time. Wait here I'll get Dumbledore." He left me at the double doors I assumed lead into the dining hall. The smell of humans was so strong I found myself biting my lip. I would not be the monster the giant man assumed I was.
I could feel the eyes of the portraits on me, they did not recognize what I was but they saw me as a stranger. Moments later the giant returned with a white haired wizard and to my surprise a werewolf. I swear I heard a growl coming from his throat. My eyes flashed in anger but I quickly calmed myself. The giant seemed eager to get away and the old wizard, the headmaster, told him he could go. Torn between protecting his headmaster and getting away quickly the giant walked away turning his head frequently. The headmaster then introduced himself as Albus Dumbledore and the werewolf as Remus Lupin. I politely bowed me head and introduced myself although they already knew my name. " A man giant, a werewolf and now a vampire, you put your alliance with strange fellows Headmaster Dumbledore." I said as we started to walk down the strange hallways. The headmaster gave a strange smile at my comment. He wanted me here he explained so that the ministry of magic could see vampire held
no threat to the magical community and that they were willing to fight against the Dark Lord.
At this I allowed myself a small smile. "Seeing as though I am the only one here and my clans people opposed me coming. I would say your plan failed."
"Clans people? I did not think the clans still existed." The werewolf spoke.
"Those I share a home with are my clans people, my coven. But no true clans no longer exist."
We had reached the office of the headmaster. "Is that way I am here Dumbledore, you hope I can get the vampires to join your side in this war? The humans have hunted us for years, the vampires will not join you unless they are directly attacked by this Dark Lord and even then they will fight only for their own heads not yours."
"Yet you came."
"Curiosity got the best of me. I was restless in my home."
"Is that the only reason you are here?"
The headmaster made me nervous with that question. Being this close to the human, I could almost see the blood running through his veins.
"No." I answered honestly. "I am here because it has been a long time since I've been welcome around mortals. I also do not want to see another war come."
The werewolf made a snorting noise.
I turned to face him. "Do you think me a monster? Do you think I want innocents to be killed? We are alike, shunned by those who see us as creatures who need to be destroyed." I talked know to the Headmaster. "I will do what I can. I will talk to my coven and see if we can help. There are few of us but we are powerful beings. That is all I can promise for now."
"Then I take that promise in friendship." Dumbledore seemed to ignore my outburst at the werewolf. "Would they join the Dark Lord if he asked." He seemed to hesitate at the question.
"Some may, but only for their own gain, to drink the blood of humans. But it will be blood taken by force and not as pure."
"Vampires do not usually take blood by force?" The headmaster seemed genuinely curious. I could understand his confusion the stories of vampires are meant to scare but it was not who we were.
"No," I tried to explain. "We are sensitive creatures because of our nature. We feed off emotions as well as the blood. Many of the young vampires do not know this. Taking blood by force from a human is the same as feeding off an animal; it will keep us alive but it not what we need. When we take blood from an animal we need much more then from a human. It's hard to explain. We can visit humans in their dreams take blood through desire leaving the human with a pleasant dream. It is even better when the human is awake and aware of our nature. Either way we only need about a shot glass full to feel satisfied for a few weeks."
"Is this how you were found out." The Werewolf's voice was not as harsh as before.
"No taking blood in passion leaves only a small cut that can easily be explained. We do not bit with our teeth, too messy. Our fingernails are like glass and cut the skin easily enough to feed. No we were found out because of the clans. We were fighting too much, our actions could not be hidden from the humans, and we were sloppy. A vampire body was found. He was not fully drained and left in the sun it took longer then usually for him to burn and he was found. That started the beginning of the end. Vampires were no longer stories. We have no one to blame but ourselves." My voice had gotten far way I had almost become lost in my memories."
A knock at the door broke me from my thoughts.
My body jumped. "It's only a student." Lupin chided.
"Come in." Dumbledore called as the door opened on it's own.
A young man with dark hair entered.
"Oh yes Harry one moment." Dumbledore turned to me. "I hope you will come back and bring us news soon." I was being dismissed. I had stayed long enough and told more of myself then I thought I would.
"I believe I am beyond words with my people but I realize what is coming will affect all." I felt I would return. "I will be in touch Headmaster, Professor." And I left.
I had much to consider. As I left the young man looked at me strangely. Perhaps he thought me a Veela. I looked more of their kind then the traditional thought of Vampire.
I was brought across at a young age. Well young now. I was about 19 with two dead children already. They both did not make it past their third birthday. I do not remember much of my human years and I do not morn for my children. My memories are like dreams I cannot grab onto. The last time I tasted food, felt my own heartbeat. I made the trip back to my home. Dumbledore had offered a hand, of trust, of alliance. Trusting humans, I had not done that in many years. I knew of the school, Hogwarts had helped mold great wizards good and bad. I also knew if he accepted vampires as allies, the ministry would take notice and consider our help. It would help our arrangement with mortals greatly. At least we could be accepted in the wizard community.
Me people have not heard much of this Dark Lord. There have been so many evils over the years. He had killed many wizards and muggles but by the time he was in power many vampires had already been killed and scattered.
My home was deserted. The vampires I usually housed had branded me a traitor. After all I had done to protect them. I heard noise outside my home something was about to happen.