London, England

"What?!" Esmeralda shouted, her raven hair trembling with anger. "Is this even possible?"

"Yes" Marco answered quietly, avoiding his wife's beautiful blue eyes. "It…happens."

"Well I didn't know that! I had no idea!" Esmeralda shrieked, her usually cool and collected composure shattered.

"Madame, I realize this is a huge shock, but you really should try to relax." Doctor Bridget moved forward to soothingly run her hands over Esmeralda's arms. "Stress is very bad for the baby."

Esmeralda barked out a laugh. Marco finally raised his eyes, worried about his wife's completely uncharacteristic, hysterical behavior. "The baby" She spat. "I don't know how you can call it that. This thing that will be half vampire and half witch. A freak of nature if there ever was one."

Bridget gasped in shock while Marco jumped to his feet and strode across the St. Mungos's doctor's office until he was in Esmeralda's face. "How dare you." He seethed, baring his fangs. "I thought I was the one with the dead heart." With that, he vanished out the door.

Eleven years later, London, England

It was yet another rainy day in London. Even in the midst of summer the sky is overcast, Caroline muses. Despite England's many charms, the gloomy rain makes Caroline miss France and Bulgaria. Even if she is becoming more and more sensitive to sunlight. Shame, because the sun is the only thing that gives color to her pale blonde hair. A tap on the window stirs her out of her thoughts as she sees her raven, Asheni, waiting to be let in.

"And what mail do I have today Ash?" Caroline asks as she undoes the lock on the window and opens it. The bird steps in, spreading her wings to shake the water off of her feathers.

"Hey now!" Caroline scolds. "You will get my books wet." Then she notices the strange letter in the raven's beak. It has a dark red seal on it with an H in the middle. It was a much more formal letter than the ones she normally received from her friends or grandparents. "How curious" She mutters as she reaches for her letter opener.

"Dear Miss Casper" the peculiar letter reads, "We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry…"
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Sometime later, the sound of small feet bounding down the stairs is heard in an elegant townhouse in London.

"Father!" A little girl's voice shouts as she burst's into Marco Casper's study, "What is this?!" She hisses, showing her sharp little teeth, holding out the letter written on fine parchment with green ink. Marco takes the letter from his daughter's small, pale hands. As he reads it, his eyes light up with amusement.

"Well, sweetheart, I believe that it is time for us to have a little chat…" The old vampire begins, motioning for Caroline to have a seat.

A/N: This is going to be a very...unique story. You have been warned.