The Snatcher and the Secretary
Seventeen year old Sarah Vanessa Riddle wasn't ordinary, she was a Vampire and a Metamorphmagus, she had lived two times, went to Hogwarts two times but never really graduated, she had never went to her last year in school.
She worked as secretary for the Minister of Magic; Rufus Scrimgeour, the Vampire who had turned her when she was three years old. She had called herself Sarah Vanessa during her schoolyears and she still did, not that is was needed, nowadays everyone knew her identety anyway. She was the daughter of the Dark Lord and Bellatrix lived at Malfoy Manor with her parents and the Malfoys. She was very close to her cousin Draco and his dad Lucius. Yeah, she had dated Lucius during her first life and they still loved each other, as friends. Then there was Narcissa. Sarah and Narcissa had never liked each other and Narcissa almost never left the Manor if Lucius was home together with Sarah. She always thought Sarah would try to steal him.
Now she sat with her feet on her desk at the Ministry and chewed on her quill as she wondered how to answer a letter from Albert Runcorn. She had read the letter four times without understanding a thing. Her eyes narrowed and she hissed at the letter in anger. This never happened to her, she was usually brilliant at finding quick and good replies to letters, ever annoying stalker-letters and difficult letters.
She glanced at the big clock in front of her, 16.40. She only had twenty minutes left before she could leave. Not that she didn't like her job, because she did, she loved it. She was just tired, hungry – perhaps thirsty would describe it better – and she missed her cats. She jumped as she felt a warm hand on her leg.
"For the love of Merlin, Rufus!" She burst out, "You scared me." Scrimgeour chuckled.
"Put your feet off the table and stop chewing on your quill, it's unprofessional", he said calmy. Sarah smiled at him.
"Have I ever cared about looking professional?"
"You have a point, good thing you're a secretary and not a Minister", he said and Sarah laughed.
"I really can't imagine the world with me as Minister! Aaah, everything would be chaos", Rufus shook his head at her.
"It sure would. Did you answer Runcorn?" He asked seriously and Sarah's pale cheeks turned red.
"No... I can't find a good reply..." She confessed. Scrimgeour nodded.
"I see. How about dinner with me today? You look like you haven't had fun in forever", he asked her and she sighed.
"I haven't. Erm, I'd love to! What time?"
"I've got a meeting in five minutes.. Humm humm... At six?" Sarah nodded and added a smile which clearly spoke 'perfect!'. Rufus gave her thumbs up and walked away. Then it hit her. The perfect reply. She wrote it down quickly, signed it 'SV' and sent it away.
"Perfect", she said to herself and began cleaning up her desk. She put her long, black hair up in a ponytail before she grabbed her bag and wand and Apparated home to the Manor.
"I'm back!" She bellowed and walked into her small room. It was probably the smallest and ugliest room at the Manor, but Sarah had never complained, Lucius had several times offered to replace her small bed but she had strictly forbidden him to do that. He bought her everything she could possibly want anyway; clothes, shoes, makeup, she almost never asked him about anything. She threw her bag lazily on the floor and walked to the mirror on her chest of drawers. Rusfus was right, she looked tired and expressionless. She glanced at the picture on the chest of drawers before she picked it up.
The picture of herself and Quirinus Quirrell during their years at Hogwarts.
They had been best friends, nothing could ever have torn them apart, except death. Sarah had spent one and a half week crying when she ofound out that Quirinus was dead. She traced the picture with her finger.
"Piglet!" Quirinus shouted at Sarah, who quickly turned around, making her currently pink hairfly into Quirinus' face. He laughed at her and hugged her.
"I've missed you, Quir", Sarah said, which made Quirinus smile that smile which made Sarah's day.
They looked at each other for a while, wuthout saying a thing. Slowly, they both leand forward until their lips met in a kiss. Both of them pulled away quickly and laughed.
"That was like kissing my brother", Sarah said and her best friend nodded.
"It was, indeed, why did we do that, Piggy? Let's never do that again!"
"Agreed!" Again, the both laughed.
Sarah smiled at the memory and put the photograph down. She looked at herself in the mirror again,the red, tired eyes, the black hair in its ponytail, the full lips, which were bright pink without the red lipstick. She had dark cirkles under her eyes, she needed blood. Now. She lazily got out of her high heeled, brown boots and stepped out to the kitchen.
"Hey", she said to Lucius and Narcissa who sat by the table, talking about something.
"Good afternoon", Lucius said. Narcissa just snorted at her.
"I don't love you, either, Narcissa, but at least I said 'hey'", she tried.
"Well, hi", was the reply she got. "You look like crap".
"I know," She muttered and opened the freezer – which Lucius had bought for Sarah only – and picked up a bloodbag. She emptied it quickly and tossed it in the rubbish bin.
"I'm having dinner with Rufus tonight, don't cook for me, Cissy", she said with her voice filled with sarcasm. Narcissa never cooked for Sarah, she simply thought of it as unnecessary because Sarah never ate it anyway.
"I won't", she answered coldly.
"Where's mum?"
"Business", Lucius said and Sarah nodded. She was almost always alone with Lucius and Narcissa nowadays, her father was in Albania, her mother was often away and Draco was at school. Sarah glanced at the two empty, blue bowls on the floor.
"I thought you said you'd feed them for me, Luci", she said,
"Whoops, sorry, I forgot..."
"It's okay! Accio cat food". Sarah filled the bowls with food and water, the went to find her cats, Argus, Tori and Domino. She cuddled with them for a while before she went to fix herself for the dinner.