This story is dedicated to my darling baby sister who is obsessed with Vampires. She is crazy about Twilight and since I haven't read twilight and is obsessed and set in my ways with Harry Potter, I decided to do a little research on Vampires and make it a Harry Potter fic! So if there are a few things that are off please let me know so I can correct them since I know very little about Vampires, anywho, enjoy the chapter and remember to please review at the end!

Oh, and I haven't found a Beta for this story yet, so you've been warned!

The brightly colored orange, gold and red leaves swayed back and forth with encouragement from the warm autumn breeze, the pink and red rays from the sun were making the specs of gold and yellow leaves scattered across the forest floor, glow. A very tired and very annoyed Hermione Granger stood in the centre of the intricate colors and exclusive beauty of the forbidden forest, waiting for the sun to set.

She, unfortunately, was stuck in the forest waiting to pick more Fanged Geranium for her potions assignment. She of course, had her share of Fanged Geranium picked, drying out under a quarter blood moon, sprayed with blue essence and waiting to be put into her potion. Her potion was already made, warmed and had the vial waiting next to it. All she had to do was add the dried Fanged Geranium, and then she would have been done.

Of course things never work out that way, Ron, unfortunately, decided to finally use the other half of his cobwebbed covered brain, when he discovered her dried-up Fanged Geranium and decided it was a very special gift to him from Merlin so that he can use it in his very own potion's assignment, because he cocked up the first one!

So instead of him doing the gracious thing and offering his services in picking more, or at the very least to help her pick more, she was stuck alone, in the forbidden forest, with all of the very friendly forest creatures, picking more of the very dangerous Fanged Geranium, which can only be picked after dusk!

She hadn't even picked it in the first place! So she had no idea what to expect from the evil plants besides what she read about them. All she knew was that they were dangerous, which she didn't need a book to figure out since her first one tried to suck out all of her blood, and that they were most calm after dusk.

This is why she was in the middle of the forbidden forest, sitting propped up against a tree and watching the sunset.

~…..~

Hermione woke-up yawning, and rubbing her eyes, sleepily. She didn't know how long she had been asleep, nor could she say that she cared, all she really cared about was the ache in her neck from the position she had been napping at and the fact that the sun had finally set.

Wincing when she tried to get up, the pain shooting from her neck straight to her shoulder and down her back, she cursed under her breath, "Thanks, a ton Ronald!" she growled, snatching up her basket and putting on her protective gloves.

Whispering a quick 'lumos,' her wand lit the trail she was once following before she stopped off for a rest. She murmured a quick silencing charm to soften her footsteps before trekking her way up the trail, the last thing she wanted to do was to alert any of the friendly forest creatures of her presence, of course there were still some creatures out there that could detect her magical essence but unfortunately there wasn't a spell out there to cloak it, well….. any spell she wouldn't consider dark magic anyway.

'But all things that couldn't be hidden with a spell, could at least be covered with Harry's invisibility cloak, at least he had the decency to lend her his cloak, even if he didn't have the chivalry to offer his assistance,' she thought bitterly.

Hearing a loud 'thump,' nearby, she stilled in her path, not even bothering to call out 'whose there?' Only someone who had a death wish would talk to an evil creature….. no, Hermione was smart enough to stay stealthily quiet and then analyze the threat, resulting in her fleeing from the scene or proceeding with more caution.

Judging by the distance of the noise and that it hadn't yet reoccurred, she decided to proceed with caution.

'Thump,' this time the noise was closer, she figured that the best strategy this time would be to get out of its path. She spared a quick glance down, to make sure no parts of her were left uncovered by the invisibility cloak and quietly dived behind a tree as the once sporadic 'thumps,' grew consistent and closer.

Then came what sound like a group of voices, she waited patiently, hoping and praying that whoever those voice belonged to where friendly or at least human.

"I told you to leave the damned thing back there!" A silky voice hissed.

Hermione stifled her gasp, she should have known! Luck was never one to side with her and it certainly wouldn't start know. Now that she knew the person, or rather people, weren't much danger she could relax, a little. But recognition may have brought relaxation, in its wake it also brought curiosity; 'what was Draco Malfoy doing in the middle of the forbidden forest at night?'

From the little information that she did know about Malfoy, he was the last person she would ever expect to run into in the forbidden forest.

"I know Draco, but I was hungry!" Came the gruff dud voice of Gregory Goyle.

"See mate! He is an idiot and belongs with his own kind; he never will and could never be one of us! I don't know why the clan offered its protection," said Blaise Zabini. Hermione noticed just now, that was the first time she ever heard him speak and if that was anything to go by, Zabini was not as nice as she thought he might have been.

"You are stepping out of line Zabini, my suggestions are that you rectify that little problem, quickly! And besides, He is the only one of his kind besides Crabbe attending this school, hardly enough for a clan." Draco said.

'Figures, that he would be the leader… wait… clan?' Now even more intrigued she found herself following them.

"I can feel them, we're almost there." Draco whispered.

"You're already starting to feel them, Draco? You're coming into your powers quick, almost too quick." Nott murmured the last part.

Draco stopped abruptly, causing Goyle to trip and fall resulting in Zabini rolling his eyes. Even through the darkness, she had never seen Draco look so angry before, and that was saying a lot!

"What are you implying, Nott? Because if it is what I think it is…," he hissed anger evident in every word he spoke.

"You have kept us waiting Dragon, Thaddeus will not be happy," interrupted a silky hypnotizing voice. "Well, what are you waiting for? Let's move."

Hermione turned back around to get a look at the new addition, she immediately felt drawn to her at first glimpse. The woman's very essence was mesmerizing; she had a quiet type of authority surrounding her but while her voice and actions held modesty her appearance was far from it. Her flowing black hair seemed to suck in all of the surrounding colors and emit a blue glow around her, her eyes were the color of the lightest grey, almost the color of ice and her clothing might have been in Victorian fashion but it left very little to the imagination.

"No need to hurry now, Aquila. My patience is already on the breaking point, so let's get this over with. Ignatius is growing ill. And we need the princess on the throne before this knowledge reaches the other clans," the new addition hissed. "Our informants tell us that she is residing within the walls of Hogwarts, find out who she is and bring her directly to me."

"Yes Thaddeus," Draco bowed in an obvious display of submission to his better. "However, I do have just one question. How will we know it is her?"

Thaddeus pinched the bridge of his nose, sighing gently. Before Hermione could blink Thaddeus had Draco pinned up against the trunk of a tree by his neck.

'What are these people?'

"Dearest Dragon, you disappoint me," he said running a finger slowly down the side of Draco's face. Hermione had to stop a shiver from running down her spine, 'apparently Thaddeus was no one to be trifled with.'

"Use your powers," he growled. "Her magic and her blood will call to you. And there also will be the slight symptoms of her coming into her powers, you've went through it, you all have went through it." He growled, releasing Draco from his hold. Draco slid down the tree spluttering and gasping for breath.

"Remember to watch closely, she has not been raised in our ways so embarrassment will cause her to hide her symptoms," Aquila chipped in.

Thaddeus gave the small group a once over and held out his arm, "Come Aquila, let us retreat to tonight's feast."

With all of the grace and poise bestowed upon the king and queen, Aquila and Thaddeus glided away from the group, disappearing into a mass of black and blue clouds.

"So what does this mean, Draco?" Blaise asked shortly after.

"It means…," he drawled. "That we find our princess and position her on the thrown."

~….~

Hermione watched the small group walk away and couldn't help but thinking that this was the first time that she could remember that she was actually oblivious about something. She didn't even have a clue on what to do with the information that she stumbled upon.