Authors Note- This is my new story I hope you like it. This story is open to suggestions seeing as I have not yet decided exactly where it is going. Constructive criticism is greatly appreciated, seeing as English is not my native tongue. I live in Puerto Rico. Reviews would be greatly appreciated as they do help me get inspiration. Well, enough about me enjoy the story!!
Disclaimer- Do you really think I own anything? Nothing, and I repeat, absolutely nothing belongs to me, this is all the property of J.K Rowling. The only things I own are my own original character.
A fifteen year old boy walked down the street of Little Whinging with his hands on his pockets. The raven colored haired boy with green eyes and a lightning shaped scar on his forehead was silently walking down the street looking for a nice place to sit and relax.
It had already been a month since Harry Potter had returned to the Dursleys' for his summer vacation. Harry Potter was not a normal boy. Harry Potter hated summer more than any other holiday. Harry Potter was considered a freak by his only living relatives. Why was he considered a freak, you may ask; well the answer to that question is simple enough. Harry Potter was a wizard. Not just any wizard, the boy-who-lived.
A month ago Harry Potter had lost his godfather to the most evil wizard of his time, Lord Voldemort. Lord Voldemort was the one responsible for Harry having to spend his summer in the care of the Dursleys. When Harry was little more than a year old Lord Voldemort had killed his parents and then proceeded to try and kill him. Thanks to Lily's, his mother's, sacrifice Voldemort's killing curse had failed and had rebounded onto his caster making him the boy-who-lived, the only one to have ever survived the killing curse. But enough about Harry's past, lets move on to the present.
Harry Potter was walking down the deserted street with his head held down and his hands on his overly large jeans. Knowing that he was being followed by at least one of the Order of the Phoenix members, he made his way without even bothering to look around for any Death Eaters that may be lurking around. What a big mistake!
A hand suddenly came up to Harry's mouth and pressed so that no sound could be heard.
"Do not move." A voice close to his right ear hissed at him. Harry tried desperately to get out of his captures grasp, but only succeeded in getting his capturer to hold him even tighter. Now Harry was really panicking. Where was the Order member who was supposed to be watching him? Just as this thought passed through his mind his capturer explained.
"Do not worry your guard is safe. She is just unconscious."
His capturer then proceeded to drag Harry with him to a dark alley. Finally he was able to see his capturer from a nearby street lamp. Harry did not think that he was a Death Eater because he was neither wearing black robes nor the white masks accustomed to the Death Eaters. But if anything this made Harry even more nervous. He knew how to deal with Death Eaters, he had done so on numerous occasions, but this new, unknown threat, he had no idea who he was or what he was capable of doing.
Without giving Harry the chance to even try to escape, the stranger pulled out a peculiar looking ring and touched it with Harry's skin. Harry felt the familiar pull behind the navel which signaled a portkey being activated before his whole world swam before his eyes and next thing he knew he was on the floor on a deserted clearing in a forest floor.
The next thing he saw was an extended hand toward him. Harry could only look at the hand and blink. Why would he be offering me a hand? Didn't he just kidnap me? Harry thought to himself.
"I am sorry Harry Potter, but this was the only way we could get to you and ask for your help." His capturer said. Now Harry could see his face. It was a man who looked to be about forty years old. He had shoulder length white hair; his eyes were a soft brown color which looked to be full of wisdom beyond his years. The man was wearing a simple pair of white jeans and white long sleeve shirt.
"Excuse me?" Harry managed to say at last after about two minutes of looking unblinkingly at the stranger.
"I am not going to harm you Harry Potter, I are asking for your help." The man explained. Harry still could not believe the man so he asked again.
"What exactly do you mean?" Harry asked.
"I mean Harry Potter that I and my people need your help, for you see, me and my people have been neutral in this war you and the others fight, but I fear that we may not have that leisure any more. My people will not fight for anyone as is the case if we join either Albus Dumbledore or Lord Voldemort. We need your help, Harry Potter so that we may have a chance to not fight for anyone in this war, but with someone. I and my people know that you are the last chance to defeat Lord Voldemort, many of our kind have joined him in his war, but we do not wish to serve no one, not even Albus Dumbledore. We know that you will understand and give us the chance of being allies and not servants." The stranger said.
"I do not understand where are we? Who are you? Why would your people not be treated as equals by Albus Dumbledore? I know he has his faults but he always looks at the good in people." Harry asked still confused.
"I am sorry Harry Potter, I forgot my manners, we are in Acinorev, it is the forest in which I and my clan live, my clan is named after the forest. I am Antonio de Acinorev, clan chief of the Acinorev Vampires, and the reason why neither Albus Dumbledore nor Lord Voldemort will fight as equals with us is because we are Vampires." The man, Antonio, explained.
Harry could only stare at the man, now he was really frightened. He was in the middle of no where with a Vampire! I definitely don't have the gods on my side. Harry thought to himself. He had no where to escape to and worst of all he did not see a choice in the matter of staying.
"What exactly is going to happen to me?" Harry asked the Vampire.
"Nothing, unless you willingly want it, I will not force you to help us. Here," Antonio handed Harry the ring which had portkeyed him to this forest. "To go back to your home you only have to say 'me voy'. We will not force you to do absolutely anything."
Harry was shocked. The man was giving him a way out if he wanted! How much would it hurt to follow him and learn about the Vampires and their way of life? Harry asked himself. Not much and I have a means to go back if anything happens. He reasoned.
"I will accompany you, but nothing can be done to me, do I have your word?" Harry asked Antonio.
"You have my word." Antonio responded. Tacking a step forward he started to explain to Harry about Vampires. "We Vampires are not the way wizards or muggles have portrayed us to be. We do not die because of sunlight, although we prefer the night, we do not mind the sun in the least. We do not feed on humans unless they are our bonded. Crosses do absolutely nothing to us. We can walk without being heard, and our senses are better than that of the humans."
Harry was silently absorbing this new information. It looked as through wizards had never actually taken the time to talk and learn from the Vampires, the same as with werewolves. Slowly Harry was beginning to notice a lot of flaws in the wizarding world. Just during this past month when he had dedicated himself to studying, to try and keep his mind out of Sirius' death, he had learned a lot about the laws that ruled the wizarding world. Many of this laws concerned magical creatures, many if not all of this laws were unjust; Harry now understood why there had been so much goblin rebellions in the past. For example the werewolves were shunned out of society for all their lives. They could almost never find a job and many lived on the streets or had move from England to France where the laws were fairer. When Harry stopped to think about it he was not surprised that many of the magical creatures had chosen to go over to the dark side of the war.
Right then Harry made a decision that the next time he talked to Dumbledore he would tell him what he expected to gain from this war. Harry Potter was not happy with Albus Dumbledore. Just two weeks ago he had discovered the Dumbledore had put a restraining spell on his magic, so that it could keep from becoming too powerful. Harry had escaped from the Dursleys' for the day and had gone to Diagon Alley to a specialist who took it of from him. Later he had gone to the bookstore and bought a couple of books on wandless magic, which was not traceable by the ministry, and had started educating himself. Now he was fairly good at it, he could do almost all the spells from first to third year wandlessly and was working on fourth year. He had also started reading into Blood Wards and discovered that they did not have to be done with only relatives, but could also be set up with someone who truly loved the person being protected.
Harry keep silent, listening to Antonio telling him about the Vampires way of life. He learned that Vampires lived hundreds of years, and that Antonio was in fact not forty but a hundred and twenty. He learned that Vampires treat their clan as trough they were family, many of them were. Vampires treasured their children. They absolutely devoted themselves to their bonded and there was not a lot of violence between them. The clan lived in harmony with each one caring for the other.
The same could not be said about the relations between the different clans. Many of the other clans had joined Voldemort, but many more were still neutral, with the same dilemma as the Acinorev's. There had been few bondings between Vampires of different clans, because they generally did not get along. Many a wars had broken up between the different clans for land and power. Right now the Acinorev's were not in a war, but their sister clan, the Acilegna, were in a war with the Aithnyc's.
Harry kept following Antonio through the forest. From the clearing they had passes on to trees and more trees. Now they entered another clearing with a small creek running through the right side. At first glance the clearing was deserted, but looking more closely you could see that they were small huts that mended with the surrounding trees. Upon even closer inspection you could see people in the shades of the trees looking curiously at them while at the same trying to hide.
"Come my family and friends, Harry Potter has agreed to help us, he means us no harm, do not be afraid and come forth to welcome him into our beloved city." Antonio spoke in a voice which carried to everyone in the clearing. As one the whole clan walked forward to greet their guest. Harry greeted each of the Vampires of the clan. There were about five hundred Vampires in the clan.
Last he was introduced to Antonio's daughter, Aria, she was a short young woman of about 5'4'' in height, and she had mid-night black mid-waist strait hair with streaks done in blood red. Her eyes were a soft brown just like her father, but she had a softer face which Harry guessed belonged to her mother. She was barefooted and wore a white Capri with a white short sleeve shirt. Harry wondered how this people could live in a forest and still wear white. Her pants had many pockets in them that appeared to be full. Strapped to her belt was a silver dagger with a ruby on the hilt. On her right hand she wore a beautiful silver ring with a ruby in the middle and small diamonds circling the ruby. On her left arm right above the elbow, she had what appeared to be a leather strip shaped in the form of beautiful flowers. On her right wrist she had a collection of about seven bracelets, each one different.
"This is my daughter Aria de Acinorev." Antonio introduced her.
"Nice to meet you." Aria said once she had been introduced.
"Nice to meet you too." Harry responded he was a little taken aback by this girl, in the Vampire clan she was considered royalty, a princess one could say, and this was definitely not the way Harry expected her to dress.
"Harry, Aria will guide you through the clan, you may ask her anything and she will respond with the truth." Antonio said.
"Very well." Harry responded before following Aria into the forest. They passed threw huge houses that appeared to be trees but upon closer inspections they revealed themselves to be huge manors or simply community buildings like libraries. Aria explained every single one of the buildings that they passed including their history and why were they created.
Finally they reached the middle of the community were Aria explained that this was her home along with her father. Her mother had died giving birth to Aria and her father had never married or bonded with anyone else.
"While you stay in our clan, you are welcome to stay in my house, we have already prepared rooms specially for you." Aria explained.
"I will be honored to stay in your house." Harry responded. During the half-hour that he had spent whit her, he had gotten to know Aria. She was trained in combat and was ready to defend herself or her clan from harm. Aria had trained since she was a child to become the next clan leader. She took her responsibilities seriously.
"Very well, follow me please." With that she led him through many corridors with many doors at either side until finally they reached the correct door that led to Harry's room. When Aria opened the door Harry's mouth dropped open. His room was huge! The walls were a soft brown color with gold designs of different magical animals including dragons and unicorns. The bed was gigantic with silver and gold sheets. He had a dresser and a night table. On the right wall there was a huge bookcase filled with many books that Harry had not even heard of. He had a silver rug in the middle of the room. He had two armchairs and a loveseat. A bathroom was connected to the room. When he entered the bathroom he saw a tub even bigger than the one in the prefects' bathroom. He also had a shower surrounded by beautiful colored crystal shaped in the form of a dragon in flight.
"I hope this room is to your liking." Aria said from the doorway to the bathroom.
"I love them." Harry responded with a smile on his face. It looked like his summer was starting to look up, finally.
Author's Note- Please leave a review. Tell me what you think. A question should I turn Harry into a Vampire? I was thinking I would but I am not sure what do you think? Hope you enjoyed it. Sorry about any spelling or grammar mistakes. I really don't like the tittle, so if you have a suggestion please tell me.