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She could still remember the taste of the blood and the heart slowly stopping to beat. The body becoming cold as life left it...

She hated that feeling. She fought with her friends to free the world from a dangerous wizard that didn't value human's life. And now, she was killing to survive. It wasn't how it was supposed to be. She could remember the plans she had made for her future. She had wanted to meet love and well start a family. That was something so human now. This almost made her smile, to think of herself as not human anymore.

Her parents were still with no memories of her. Her first plan had been to find them and give back their memories but with what happened to her, there was no way she could risk their life. She could not control herself. Blood was calling her and she was still having problems to control her hunger. Hermione Granger was a vampire. She was a young vampire with no idea who made this to her and why.

All summer she avoided her best friends, Harry and Ron. She had told them about her parents and her will to find them to give them back their memories. She also expressed her need to do this alone. But she didn't calculate that she would become a vampire. After it happened she decided to stay on her own until she knew what to do. She just became a killing machine and she had nobody to contact. She wasn't sure herself just what happened to her so being around people wasn't a wise choice. That had been the best decision, they would have been killed and she couldn't bear to hurt them. Not after all that they faced together.

While she was alone, the witch came up with a solution. She would finish this one single year that needed to be done and disappears somewhere. She would tell everyone about her studying in a magical university in America. She wanted to be away from everyone before her secret would be known. Ten months acting as a human couldn't be so hard, right? She was the brightest witch of her age; she could find herself a solution and hide her little problem.

That's how she met them at the Gryffindor table. It was the first time she saw them since the war ended. God, she had missed her friends. They could be a pain in the ass at times, but she loved them like brothers and not seeing them all summer was very hard.

"Mione!" Harry was the first one to meet her; he wrapped his arms around her and gave a brotherly hug to the witch. She returned the embrace welcoming it. She was so glad to be back at Hogwarts. It felt like coming back home.

"Harry! I'm so happy to see you. How was your summer?" They both pulled back from their embrace and made their way back to where Harry and Ron were sitting with their friends.

"It was great. I stayed at the Weasley's place. I didn't feel like being alone in the Black's home..." His tone was sad and Hermione knew that it was because he still wasn't over Sirius death. His godfather had been the closest parent figure he had ever and with Lupin gone too it was even harder to get over it.

"Hey, I know. I miss him too." She placed her hand on his shoulder with a small smile. She didn't tell anyone that she never reached for her parents so Harry didn't know how well she could understand how he felt right now.

Everyone seemed glad to see Hermione back, except for Ron who was very quiet. She broke up with him not long after the war ended. After a bit of thinking, she realised it was only brother and sister love that she felt for him but Ronald didn't understand this and she knew that he still loved her.

She sat down next to Harry and smiled to Ginny and Neville in front of them. They both decided to come back as well their seventh year ended with the war and the ministry decided that it would be better to start over. With the loss of so many students and teachers, it was a new start for Hogwarts.

Minerva McGonagall was now headmistress in Hogwarts; Snape survived the war sadly for the students from all houses except Slytherin. Most people weren't so glad he didn't die in the war or ended in Azkaban for the murder of Albus. But Harry Potter showed everyone the memories the man gave him before he thought he would die. It didn't work as planned. Granger came back and save his sorry ass. Severus forgave her after a while but even today it's still clear that he hates Potter for it. Now everyone knows his love for Lily Evans and how he never had it. Every witches and wizard knew just all the pain he've been through and Snape felt like he was weak. He felt like everyone had pity for him and he didn't want any of that.

Dinner went perfectly. Except for Hermione barely eating and she knew her friends would notice something was wrong. But no matter how much she tried, everything tasted like dirt. All she tried was tasteless. The girl sighed and sipped from her glass of pumpkin juice.

Ginny noticed something was not okay. Hermione didn't eat as much as Ron but she had a better appétit than that for sure.

"Nervous to be back here?" She leaned a bit so only Granger would hear her.

"No...I mean, yes a little. I didn't realise until I really back here." She was never good at lying and now that she had to lie to everyone including her best friends, she realised just how hard it would be to act as if nothing was wrong.

"I get it, but you should eat some more. Starving yourself isn't a good solution. It will feel better soon, I promise."

Hermione just nodded and grabbed a fruit from the plate in the middle of the table. Maybe she could manage to eat small things and she will get used to the emptiness she felt not matter how much she ate.

Sleeping was the worst. She couldn't sleep on normal pattern since her transformation. Each time she closed her eyes, she saw the red glowing eyes of the monster that turned her. She couldn't recognize who it was because all she remembered was those eyes. It was terrifying. Hermione had done some research and she found out that vampire didn't need as much sleep as humans did. But usually, vampires had to sleep during daytime. Well, in her case it would be a bit hard. She could manage to stay inside but that would be impossible to explain her will to sleep in the middle of the afternoon. Her friends would never believe it. And she didn't want to think about what she would say to her teachers.

The sun didn't burn her, not in only a few seconds like everyone thought it would do. It burnt slowly causing her a lot of pain. She tried it once when she didn't accept that she wasn't human anymore. But the real problem was just to keep her skin covered. She could wear a cape but it was complicated to explain why she had to also cover her face. The best solution was to avoid going outside at all when it was bright outside. She had a feeling it wouldn't be so difficult. Her friends had better things to do than stare at her every movement.

She turned in bed for most of the night. Hunger crept over her and it was really hard to fight it. The last time she had fed was almost a week ago. She wasn't sure how she would manage to not feed for the rest of the week. She had decided feeding should be only once a week. That would be less suspicious and that would train her to have some control. But it wasn't working so well at the moment. It was driving her crazy and she knew she would easily snap.

Hermione didn't have many solutions. She didn't have blood reserve or any way to get out of the castle. Not at the moment or in the middle of the night.

She looked at the other girls peacefully sleeping.

It would be so easy to just snap their necks and sank her fangs into their flesh, to finally taste blood while it was still warm in their bodies...

She groaned and pulled herself into a sitting position. She needed fresh air. She also needed to get out of here as soon as possible. Before she did something she would regret later. Hermione needed to fight her urges to kill her roommates. It was too much temptation for now. She was a newly fresh born vampire, she had no one to teach her how to behave and it wasn't like she could ask anyone for help. It was something she had to keep secret. People wouldn't understand and she would end up killed.

The lioness kicked away the blankets and tiptoed outside of the dormitory. The fireplace was still light up as she walked through the common room. A quick glance at the clock told her it was almost midnight. That was just perfect, she hoped everyone would be asleep at this late time and there will be no students or staffs wandering in the corridors.

She was so close to losing all control. It was something so dangerous for her to be close to other people when she was this hungry. But maybe it was for the best. What if after she had some blood, her hunger gone would ease to go to sleep? Surely this could help her...

Her feet led her to the Halls. She looked at all the portraits, they were all asleep of course and no one noticed her. The moon was full and Hermione stopped to look up at it. She wasn't so sad that she now belonged to the night. Yes, she would miss to just walk into the sunlight and go swimming in a lake like she used to do when she was younger. She would miss to sit outside with her friends and also go to Hogsmeade. Her life changed so much in the past months. She had thought that when the war was over, her life would be better. That everything would be easier, back to normal. Back to how it should have been. Sadly, that didn't work so well for her.

She was lightly furious that someone turned her and she had still no idea who turned her. It wasn't like she knew many vampires but she knew not everyone was glad Voldemort was gone. Some still tried to avenge his death and she had a feeling this could be one of those people. Hermione had tried for weeks to find leads about who it might be, but after a while, she gave up. What was the point anyways? She wasn't stupid; she knew nothing would cure her. She would remain dead forever.

It only made her sad because she feared that now her life would be loveless. It was impossible for her to have children and well find any love interest. How could she? She was incapable of being close to someone. That was highly dangerous. Her hunger for blood was doing ups and downs for now and she had no hope it would get any better in the future.

The fresh air helped her a bit to relax. She wasn't sure if she would be able to finally get some sleep but couldn't be in the corridors all night. Hermione was on her way back to Gryffindor tower when she heard something. It was like a pulsing sound. It didn't take her long to know what it was. A heart beating.

Someone was else was out of bed.

Panic filled her body but it followed by a rush of hunger. A part of her thought it was fate or even destiny that showed her she should definitely drink tonight. But another part of her wanted to fight it and run away while it was still possible. She didn't have to kill; she knew she was better than that.

Hiding in the shadows, Hermione followed the scent of blood silently. It was a young Hufflepuff, probably coming back from the kitchen. He was barely older than fifteen years old. No, she couldn't do that. He was only a child. He hadn't survived the Dark Lord to die under the fangs of a vampire.

Her fangs popped up without her controlling it. When hungry won over her she couldn't control it, even if she really wanted to. Hermione knew she would hate herself in the later for this but she couldn't fight it. It was just too much temptation. She could almost feel the taste of blood in the air. Surely she could manage to just bite him without killing him. She had to try, for the boy's life but also for her own safety.

Making no noises, the girl moved behind him and pushed him against the wall. She faced him and her eyes glowed red in the night. The only lights that still remained at this late hour were the reflect of the moon and the few candles that were still burning. She knew that he could barely see her face and it was actually the whole purpose of it. If she was to let him live, she had to make sure he didn't remember her face. It was her the first day at Hogwarts but she didn't to screw it up even more that she already did.

"What the...?"

She covered his mouth with her hand and pulled on his hair tilting his head on the side. It allowed her more space to bite on his neck. Running her nose along his throat just watered her mouth. It had been so long since she had fresh blood. Her last meal was some bagged blood she stole from some muggles hospital. But it didn't chase the hunger for long. Now she knew she would be better for the rest of the week and this would probably light up her pale face.

As the boy struggled to get free, Hermione sank her fangs into his flesh. He muffled in pain against her hand and tried to push her away. Since she became a vampire, her strength grew and she just managed to keep him against the wall without moving. The beast in her decided to take control. She lost track of what she was doing, the girl just sucked blood without caring for the boy's life. She felt him go weaker under her hands and his heart beat slowed dangerously. But Hermione didn't care, all she wanted was blood and to satisfy her deeper desire. It was her first real meal as a vampire and she would savour every bit of it.

"...Foolish girl."

Before she knew what was happening, strong hands pulled her away from her young victim. She growled and tried to fight the person who was disturbing her feeding session. She met a pair of black orbs and stopped to fight when she recognized who it was.

What Snape was doing here? And most important, how did he manage to get her off so easily?

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