Harry Potter and a Vampire's Fight

Harry had just gotten away from Dudley and his gang. He was siting in a tree; the breeze was blowing gently. After Harry was sure Dudley and his gang was gone he climbed down the tree and started to head home when it all happened. A tall, dark figure swooped down and attacked him. All Harry felt was a sharp pain in the side of his neck then everything went dark. Harry awoke the next night with a single letter on his small table in his room.

Dear Person,

I am so sorry about what happened to you. My name is Zander. I am a vampire. Late last night I turned you into one because I forgot to feed and lost myself and attacked you. I'm going to again say how sorry I am. I will help you anyway I can.

Your Sire,

Z

Harry sat there completely stunned. How could he be a vampire they weren't real were they? So Harry decided to write this mysterious vampire.

Dear Mr. Zander,

What exactly is a vampire? I have heard stories about them but I want the real truth. Am I allowed to go out in the sun? Am I allowed to eat real food anymore? Also do I now have to drink human blood?

Your Vampire

Harry J. Potter

During the next day Harry waited for Zander to show up because he had left a small note saying he would be by.

"Hello Mr. Potter, my name is Z short for Zander," said Zander, the old but young looking vampire, in a baritone voice.

"Hi" said Harry shakily.

"Harry, you had some very good questions so I decided to answer them in person" "A vampire is a immortal, undead person that must have blood to survive." "But, we are unique Harry because we can go out into the sunlight while others can't, also vampires don't really need human blood; it can be any type of blood."

Harry sat on his bed listening with rapt attention, while Zander explained the things about a vampire.

"Also you can eat regular food if you wish" said Zander as he clasped his hands together.

"If you have no more questions I shall take my leave" said Zander in a Dumbledore like fashion.

After he said that he got up and left with a simple swish of his long coat.