Charlotte Aulin sat on a rock reading a book, deeply immersed in thoughts. Dracula… she thought. BANG. What the?! Charlotte turned around to see Jonathan Morris (her partner, owner of the vampire killer) fighting off an army of final guards. Charlotte yelled a new spell. "Polaris!" The Final Guards froze for a second, and then fell apart. "Not bad, huh?" : ) Jonathan smirked. "That was nothing compared with what I did," he said teasingly. "What did you do, yawn at them? Did they die because of boredom?" Jonathan scowled. That night, Charlotte got a letter that accepted her into Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Jonathan secretly knew that without Charlotte he was not very powerful. He still let her go to Hogwarts anyway though.
During sorting, Charlotte was put in Slytherin as soon as it touched her hair. The Slytherins cheered and the Grryfindors booed. Charlotte went to sleep, thinking about Dracula again. The first day at Hogwarts was terrible. Medusa heads and the real Medusa kept appearing and disappearing in the hallway and several students were sent up to the hospital wing, including a Gryffindor, Harry Potter, who was supposedly, had survived many attacks by some dark lord who called himself Lord Voldemort. What's so special about that? We could have done that, right? Also, everything here is something I know already! Thought Charlotte. As she walked to defense against the dark arts class, her thoughts were interrupted. BAM. A second before there was a moving picture and afterwards there were about seventy Malachis. There were three students trying to fight them off. All of them were around her age (Charlotte is sixteen, by the way) She knew all of them well. They were Draco Malfoy (17 years old) Hermione Granger (17 years old) and Ron Weasley (same age as the other two people). "Holy Crap!" a Malchi ran around and actually knocked Ron to the floor, broke Hermione's wand, and slashed open Draco's robes (Hermione and Charlotte closed their eyes). Draco and Ron sent two Avada Kedavra spells at the Malachi, but the Malachi threw a dark sphere at them and absorbed the curses. They were knocked against the wall. The Malachi began to charge up a dark beam. It fired-"Inferno!" all the Malachis burned up and died. "Thanks," murmured Draco. Ron did not say anything. The teachers had appeared just as Charlotte had cast the Inferno spell. They had noticed an abnormal glow from her eyes (her eyes were scarlet as she performed the spell) in fact, everyone in the hallway noticed. "Is she….related to Dracula?!"