Written for HP_Halloween on LiveJournal for Starduchess, who wanted Snape/Hermione/Harry and vampires! This is a DRABBLE story only - as in this is it, nothing more. We were only allowed 200 words (it's damn hard to come up with a short blurb when you want to write a freaking book). Usual disclaimer: The nice British blonde lady owns everything in the Harry Potter universe. I just turn her characters into vamps for my amusement.


I remember each Halloween they came to call.

The first time was after the war. As I laid a wreath on Harry's grave, I sensed eyes upon me, watching me. I turned and caught only a glimpse of a swirling black cloak and then nothing.

It was not enough.

The second time, while I stood in the cemetery, they came so close to me that I could smell Severus' intoxicating scent and the innocence that had been Harry, drifting from them on the autumn breeze. They were shadowed together, and I could barely discern my best friend from the taller being. They seemed content with studying me.

But again, it was not enough.

By the third time, I longed to go with them into that dark night, tired of my life as it was. No words were spoken; when they beckoned, I willingly embraced the only men that had ever held my heart.

Even as their fangs slid into my flesh—Severus at my neck, Harry positioned just inside my thigh—I knew I had chosen wisely. I would not be seeing the next Halloween in a cemetery, but with my lovers, safe and forever whole.

Finally, it was enough.