This is a mix between Harry Potter and House of Night. It takes place in Harry's fifth year and right after they banish Kalona and Neferet in Hunted although my version of what happened is a little different from the actual one and in my story Zoey is high priestess of the blur and the red fledglings. By the way, this is my first story ever so please review, even if you review saying it was the worst story you ever read I will be grateful.

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CHAPTER 1

Zoey's POV

I walked into the Great Hall ignoring all the stares from what must be the Hogwarts students at me and the other vamps and fledglings . "Did it just get real quiet in here or is it just me?" she smiled to herself at the sound of her best friend Stevie Rae's voice.

God this had been a tiring week. First the ancient immortal Kalona comes out of the Earth, in a shower of blood, so me and my friends had to bolt from our home at the House of Night. Then she found out she was the reincarnation of the dead dirt girl created to love Kalona. Then her almost ex boyfriend Heath showed up at the tunnels and she got attacked by one of the freaking Raven-Mockers (which are the half raven half human sons of you guessed it Kalona). So she had to go back to the House of Night and face her evil bitch of an ex-high priestess and Kalona. Had to break out of the House of Night and get to the abbey of the Benedictine nuns. And finally I along with the help of the sisters, my grandma, and my group of friends we banished Neferet, Kalona, and the Raven-Mockers. Which finally proved to all the other blue fledglings and my professors that Neferet, Kalona, and the Raven-Mockers are evil, and they made me the new high priestess.

Like I said this week has been tiring. Anyway, we couldn't go back to the House of Night because of the fact that it was destroyed. I was a little worried about that, but when I contacted Professor Dumbledore and told him the problem he said that we were always welcome here at Hogwarts.

"Hello, Earth to Z." Aphrodite pulled me out of my mental babble. I motioned for the for everyone to stop, and approached the Headmaster.

"You must be the amazing Zoey Redbird." I nodded. "Welcome to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Harry's POV

The sorting had just ended. I watched as a group of people entered the room. They were very strange they all had ether a outline of a blue or red crescent moon or a filled blue or red crescent moon with designs around it.

All except for three of them. A girl with icy blue eyes and long blonde hair, as well as a boy with brown hair and brown eyes had no mark at all. They looked out of place in the group but yet like they belonged. What looked like she must be the leader had a filled crescent moon with designs around it, as well as designs on her palms, chest and shoulders. It looked like there were more going down her back but her tank top covered them.

She approached Professor Dumbledore at the staff table and he stood up. "You must be the amazing Zoey Redbird." The girl nodded. "Welcome to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

I could faintly hear every one in the Great Hall muttering confused. "SILENCE!" Dumbledore called. The room fell quiet. "Thank you. This is Zoey Redbird of a school called the House of Night. Give her your respect for a few minutes so she can explain why she is here." He motioned to the girl.

"Thank you Professor. Hi everyone as you heard I am Zoey Redbird I am the high priestess of Tulsa's House of Night. These are my fledglings." She motioned to the rest of the group. "We are vampyres." A shocked gasp echoed around the room. "And we will be staying here for the duration of the school year. We are a little different from your version of vampyres, but there is one thing you got right. We need blood." Another gasp. "Also the red vamps and fledglings will burn in the sunlight, though the blue won't. And," She turned to her group. "you guys know you have major bloodlust issues, so be sure to drink the blood the house-elves have provided at every meal. Also, remember we have a full moon ritual tonight." She turned back to us. " You are welcome to join us at the ritual tonight as well as the ones that proceed it. Thank you for listening to me and I look forward to a great year with you."

Dumbledore and the staff started clapping and the students followed. "Thank you Zoey. You and your fledglings and vampyres may have a seat. Now, our caretaker Mr. Filch has asked, for what he tells me is the four hundredth and sixty second time, to remind you all that magic is not permitted in corridors between classes, nor are a number of other things, all of which can be found on the extensive list now fastened to Mr. Filch's office door.

Next, I would like to introduce a two new changes in staff members we have with us, one we welcome back Professor Grubby-Plank who will be filling in for Professor Hagrid in Care of Magical Creatures, and Professor Dolores Jane Umbridge our new Defense Against The Dark Arts teacher. " We clapped. "She was at my hearing, she works for Fudge." I whispered.

"May we sit here?" I looked up and saw the girl and some of her group standing behind me . "Sure." I answered. They sat down. I'm Zoey Redbird," She said. "and these are my friends Stevie Rae Johnson, Aphrodite Lafonte, Damien Maslin, Erin Bates, Shaunee Cole, James Stark," "Its just Stark!" "Jack Twist, and Darius." She finished. "I'm Harry Potter, this is Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottom, and Ron, Ginny, Fred and George Weasley." I said. "Nice to meet you." She remarked. "You too." I whispered back. Everyone else seemed too shocked to speak.

"Tryouts for the House Quidditch teams will take place on the-" "Hem, hem." Umbridge stood up. Dumbledore sat down. "Thank you Headmaster for those kind words of welcome." She said in high-pitched, girlish, too sweet voice. "Well it is lovely to be back at Hogwarts, I must say! And to see such happy little faces looking back at me."

I looked around no one looked happy to me. "I'm sure were going to be great friends ." She continued. 'The Ministry of Magic has always considered the training of young witches and wizards of vital importance. The rare gifts with which you were born with may come to nothing if not nurtured and honed by careful instruction. The ancient skills unique to the Wizarding community must passed down through generations lest we lose them forever. The treasure trove of magical knowledge amassed by our ancestors must be guarded, replenished, and polished by those who have been called to the noble profession of teaching." She stopped for a second then started again. " Every headmaster and headmistress something new to the weighty task of governing this historic school, and that is as it should be, for without progress there will be stagnation and decay. There again progress for progress's sake must be discouraged, for our tried traditions often require no tinkering. A balance, then, between old and new, between permanence and change, between tradition and innovation…"

Umbridge didn't seem to notice that absolutely no one was listening to her. Not even Hermione who always paid attention and listened to teachers.

"… because some changes will be for the better, while others will come, in the fullness of time, to be recognized as errors of judgment. Meanwhile, some old habits will be retained, and rightly so, whereas others, outmoded and outworn, must be abandoned. Let us move forward, then, into a new era of openness, effectiveness, and accountability, intent on preserving what ought to be preserved, perfecting what needs to be perfected, and pruning wherever we find practices that ought to be prohibited."

She sat down. Dumbledore clapped. The staff followed his lead but I noticed several of them only brought their hands together once or twice before stopping. A few of the students joined in, but most had been taken unawares by the end of the speech, having only listened to a few words of it, and before they could start applauding properly, Dumbledore stood up again.

"Thank you very much, Professor Umbridge, that was most illuminating." Dumbledore said, bowing to her. "Now-as I was saying, Quidditch tryouts will be held…"

Yes, it certainly was illuminating." The blonde girl called Aphrodite said in a low voice.

Everyone looked at her in disbelief.

"Are you saying you enjoyed that?" I asked. "That was the dullest speech I've ever heard!"

"I said illuminating not enjoyable." She smirked. "It explained a lot."

"It did?" I said in surprise. "It sounded like a loud of waffle to me."

"There was some important stuff hidden within the waffle." She said as she rolled her eyes.

"Was there?" Zoey said. "Like what?"

"How about 'progress for progress's sake must be discouraged'? How about 'pruning wherever we find practices that ought to be prohibited'?" She said impatiently.

"What does it mean?" I asked her wondering if I really wanted to know the answer.

She stopped smirking." It means," She said in a worried tone. "that the ministry is interfering at Hogwarts."

That's it for chapter one. REVIEW!