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chapter two – The Potters

"Mom! I'm home!" Albus called as he and I entered his house, a small tidy cottage with a beautiful idyllic front garden full of lilies.

A little girl with brilliant red hair and brown eyes rounded the corner. Her eyes widened considerably as she saw that her brother had a girl with him. It would have been normal enough if it had been James. Lily had long ago lost count of all the girls James had had home. But this was Albus. And the girl was pretty.

"Mom, Albus has a girl with him!" She practically shrieked with a gleeful smirk on her face, jumping up and down in the hallway.

Albus looked almost panicked as he attempted to calm down his younger sister. I was blushing bright red, and hid my pale face behind my mane of copper curls. A woman entered the hallway, attempting to dry her hands on a dishcloth while balancing a redhaired toddler on her hip. I assumed that this must be Albus's mother. She looked like her daughter, with long red hair which was pulled up in a sloppy pony tail, and soft brown eyes, which were currently twinkling with obvious curiosity as to this girl her son had brought home with him.

"Mom, this is Nessie. Nessie, this is my mom Ginny, and my sister Lily, and my brother Alastor." Albus introduced, pointing to the woman, the little girl, and lastly the toddler.

Just then someone came hurtling down the stairs, who had the same messy black hair as Albus, though he was taller, and his mothers soft brown eyes, hidden behind glasses similar to those of Albus. He was holding a broom in his hands, and raced out of the door after grabbing a coat of the rack in the hall.

"And that was my older brother James. He's probably off to play quidditch." Albus said with a smile as the door closed behind them.

Automatically I grabbed his hand, and projected my question. "What is quidditch?" Then I let go, and blushed faintly. I hadn't even thought about the fact that he wasn't family, and he might not like me projecting my thoughts into his head. However he seemed to be comfortable enough, and he answered my question without hesitating.

"Its a wizard game, played on brooms up in the air. I wonder whether you'd be able to do it? Technically you don't need a wand for it." He said, looking at me thoughtfully.

"Muggles can't play quidditch Albus, and you shouldn't tell them what we are. You know the rules Albus." He mother said sternly, looking both angry and worried as she looked between Albus and me.

"But mom, she's not a muggle. She's a half-vampire." Albus exclaimed.

Everything was silent. I hid my face behind my curls once again. I should never have told Albus in the first place, I didn't even know what possessed me to do it, perhaps the fact that he said he was a wizard, or that he didn't shy away when I projected into his mind, but I really never should have said anything. Now we would have to move, and remove all evidence of us ever being here, and Alice and Esme really had worked so hard to make my room pretty, and do up the whole house, and it had even been for my sake that we had moved. Why had I said anything. When I realized that everyone was still silent, I looked up, and met the curious eyes of Ginny, Albus's mother.

"We're vegetarian." I whispered nervously. "We only drink animal blood. Promise."

Ginny's eyes widened. I felt such an urgent need to be accepted by these people, and it didn't seem to be going very well.

"We?" Ginny asked. "There's more of you?"

"Um yeah, there's my grandfather, my grandmother, my mother, my father, my aunt and my uncle."

"I didn't think vampires could have children." Ginny said, a frown on her face, though not at the idea of vampires in the neighbourhood, but rather the idea that they had taught something wrong at Hogwarts.

"That's true, my grandfather and grandmother adopted other vampires as their children. My mother was a human when she became pregnant with me." I said, my voice slightly more confident.

"Oh, that explains everything. Very well then Nessie, do you want to join us for tea?" Ginny asked with a smile as she handed the wriggling Alastor to Albus who took him gingerly in his arms.

I smiled in return. "I'd love to."

***

In my opinion, the Potter's house was a wonder. They had no electrical appliances, but instead various magical objects to do the chores for them. The kitchen its self was a treasure trove. The toast hovered above a small flame, turning themselves over every now and again until they were exactly right, when they would then sail through the air into a bread basket. The stove worked by magic rather then gas, and once the eggs were soft-boiled, a poof of green smoke rose out of the saucepan, and Ginny quickly bustled over to the stove to make them out. A spelled knife was carefully buttering the toasted bread, and the dishes were washing themselves in the sink.

When we had all sat down around the dining table, a person suddenly tumbled out of the fireplace accompanied by a green glow, causing me to jump. I was positive that there had been a live fire in that fireplace. A tall man straightened up, brushing soot off his robe, mumbling about how awful traveling by floo was. He straightened his glasses, and I realized that this man was the perfect carbon copy of Albus, and must be his father. He had the same messy black hair, and brilliant green eyes. Green eyes which widened as they landed on me.

"Oh. You didn't say we had guests today Ginny." He said in surprise.

"Its no problem Harry, this is Nessie. Albus's friend. She and her family just moved to the neighbourhood." Ginny replied, gesturing to the chair beside her self.

Harry sat down, his eyes curious as they looked between Albus and me.

"Oh really? Do you go to Hogwarts with Albus?" Harry asked as he reached for a piece of toast.

I glanced at Albus confused. "No. What's Hogwarts?" I asked curiously.

"Hogwarts is a school for witches and wizards." Ginny supplied, calming pouring up what she had told me beforehand was pumpkin juice, apparently the preferred juice in the wizarding world.

"I'm sorry, I thought Nessie was a witch since it didn't matter that she saw me tumbling out of the floo network." Harry said, obviously confused as he looked questioningly around the table.

"Nessie is a half-vampire." Ginny replied calmly.

"Oh. I didn't know they existed." Harry said with a nod, before turning to his toast and egg.

"Why are you all so calm about it?" I asked suddenly.

Harry looked up at me, his gaze calculating as he took me in. I shifted uncomfortably in my chair. I knew I was a pretty girl. Ghostly pale, like all vampires. My eyes were brown and not red or black, though that was where the half-vampire part kicked in. I didn't looked particularly old. Seventeen, probably the same age as Albus, his own son.

"Is there a reason we shouldn't be calm?" He asked quietly.

I looked surprised, but answered him honestly. "Well technically me and my family could suck all your blood out." I stated.

"Her family is vegetarian. They only drink animal blood." Albus supplied, eager that his father accept me as his new friend.

"Well then there's no problem is there? Tell me about your family. Professions, ages and so on." Harry said, a friendly smile on his face.

I was silent for a while. Then I launched into speech, excited to talk about my family, and be able to be honest about them for once.

"Well theirs my grandfather, Carlisle. He's the one of us that is the most tolerant to blood. He's a doctor, because he wants to save as many lives as possible, despite what he is. He is more then 300 years old, though he looks like he is 23. He's the one who taught all of us to live on animal blood. He's married to my grandmother Esme. She is about 125, but looks 26. She loves interior decorating. Then there's my two uncles and two aunts. Of course their not really related to me, but Carlisle and Esme adopted them all. Theres Rosalie and Emmet, but they stayed in America. Then theirs Alice, who's 98 but looks about 18, and Jasper who's 150 but looks 20. Alice can see the future, and Jasper can manipulate emotions. Alice does all kinds of stuff, though mostly, she does things related to fashion, and Jasper really just goes where ever Alice goes. Alice also predicts stocks and shares, which is where we get all our money from. Then there's my mother and father. They and my parents usually go to school with me, because they all look so young. Edward, my dad, is about 100, but looks 17 and can read minds, and my mum, Bella, is 25 but looks 18, and she's a shield. People can't attack her in any way mentally. She had me before she became a vampire."

I said, listing everyone in my vampire family. Harry frowned in confusion.

"Your mother is 25, but looks 18, and had you before she became a vampire. How did that work? I mean, you look at least seventeen." He said, trying to work it out in his head.

I blushed scarlet. "Well, that's because I'm technically only seven years old."

There was silence as everyone stared at me in shock. I looked around at them all, biting my lip nervously.

"Well you see, this whole half-vampire thing means that I have traits of both a vampire and a human. My human traits are that I have a beating heart, I can blush, I can eat human food, my skin is warm and soft, and I have no venom. My vampire traits are that I can live off blood. My system prefers it to human food actually, though I'm quite used to human food. I have pale skin, which does glow faintly in the sunlight, my skin is as strong as a vampires, I am as fast as a vampire. And I developed quickly, both physically, and mentally. However when I turned seven I stopped aging, and I'm going to be stuck in this form forever." I explained nervously, looking around at all of them.

Ginny was the first to recover. "It would seem we have a lot to learn about vampires. Do you want some more eggs Nessie?"