Cassiopeia glanced at the position where the blazing sun was located at. She knew she couldn't travel directly in the sun, as she learned from experience that she sparkled in the sunlight under direct contact. A seventeen-year-old witch now a vampire. She still had some control over her magic, but from being a bright witch she barely was able to control off her magic now. It was tough on her. From the never ending thirst that constantly haunted her, to having to fake her death so that no one would be able to find where she disappeared.

It was easier to do that. Abandon at a young age, Cassiopeia learned that she would always be alone as she was a freak. She was a daughter of death eaters, that looked exactly like a replica of both her father and mother so people often hated her for that. She'd been alone all her life and never trusted authority. She seemed to have a reckless nature with any adults which she was surprised that she wasn't expelled like in her primary years where she would ditch school as often as she could and hung out at a nearby graveyard, where a few ghosts lingered unably to move on.

It wasn't until one night while she hangs at the graveyard, not wanting to return to her flat in the Muggle World. She hung out at night with the stars peeking through the night sky. She remembered the burning fire that coursed through, teeth breaking into her; that she managed to not cry out in pain, but she did give people a shock when she walked off perfectly fine as if she wasn't an undead creature of the night. It was pretty funny though, if she admitted it.

"Alright, Cass it's now or never," She whispered to herself. She watched the sun disappeared as if it had gone to sleep, but simply to signal that it was nighttime where vampires, gangs, or drug dealers often hung out the most.

Cassiopeia didn't have to worry about if someone finding her alive as she already fooled off people. She made it look like she killed herself by drowning in a river that would connect to the massive ocean. She had to cut off quite a bit of her black locks and tossed some jewelry in. Make it seem like suicide. It wasn't hard for her.

She ran, with blurs of massive buildings, cars and people as she passed them. If she was still human, she would never have ran so fast as she was considered a slow one; even though she had to run from bullies during her orphanage days. Cassiopeia was passed the caring point because she really wanted to see what Dumbledore did when he denied her entry to Hogwarts as if she was too impulsive enough. It's not like she would have a shortage of blood as she was sure, she could hunt some animals in the Forbidden Forest if that counts as a lifestyle. She wasn't sure if it did as she didn't know anyone who drank the blood of animals before. That book only mentioned the lifestyle of vampires and the Volturi, briefly. As if there was a hotline 1-800-What-Type-Of-Blood-Vampires-Drink, she could call.

She didn't stop until she got to Volterra, Italy. A small town that seemed to have a lot Victorian buildings and seemed so colourful. It was still dark, with a bit of sun peeking through the countryside that reminded her much of Scotland. How she once had a good time at Hogwarts, where she enjoyed her classes and didn't pay any attention to Harry Potter, The-Boy-Who-Lived, as everyone liked to fawn about especially Draco. If she didn't know any better, she would say that Draco had a crush on Harry Potter as she often heard Draco's insufferable whines about 'Scarhead.' Those were some fun, amusing times in the Common Room and at Hogwarts. A school that she may never see again. She heard that N.E.W.T.'s were a pain and most didn't really want to bother with them with a few dropping out in their seventh year and she didn't imagine that she would be one of them. How quickly things changed…

It wasn't like Cassiopeia was afraid to say goodbye to her home, that she managed to stay. Where she felt the most protected even if alarming tendencies tend to happen every year once Harry Potter arrived. She wasn't sure how she felt about Harry Potter but this was a good thing. Hogwarts probably didn't need her, but she just wasn't sure how she felt about leaving. Everyone left her so why should that place even matter to her. Sure, she experienced many heartbreaks from her boyfriends that dumped her for being a cold, bossy bitch. Candidly, she didn't care. She stopped caring back in the orphanage even Draco wasn't that different. She was sure that he didn't remember the few play dates they had together before she was sent away to an orphanage by Dumbledore, himself. The meddling fool.

Cassiopeia wanted to take a deep breath, but she remembered. She wasn't human. She could never die, never sleep, never bleed, the list was endless. She opened the clock tower, listening out to any humans prying around or a fellow vampire. She was sure the Volturi disliked having unexpected guests, because who wouldn't? Cassiopeia hated encroaching humans on her territory, which would explain why everyone rejected her.

She walked on the stone pathway, in her thoughts until a feminine voice interrupted her.

"Hello, may I assist you?" asked a feminine voice in which Cassiopeia glanced at the person. The woman had wavy, mahogany hair clipped up in a bun. She had markedly tan skin which she envied as when she was human, she could never get a tan and round chocolate eyes that had makeup covering her face. "If you're here to see the masters than they're busy, unless you have an appointment with them."

"Let her see them as it would make the masters happy, Bianca," replied a different voice in which I didn't hear footsteps coming my way; possibly I didn't want to hear footsteps, and I don't want to pay attention.

"Of course, Alec," The woman-Bianca said before batting her eyes at him. It made her roll her eyes at Bianca's pathetic flirting.

"This way, my queen," He said in which Cassiopeia followed the dark-haired boy that looked like a child, though. She was sure there was no children in the Volturi, but then again anything is quite possible. Including her becoming a vampire.

"If you don't mind me asking who are you?" Cassiopeia inquired as they stepped into the elevator.

"Alec, my queen," Alec said.

"Why do you keep calling me my queen?"

"I'll the masters explain it."

I'm sorry this took so long to write, but well I was focus on another fandom. SInce right now, Im taking a small break from that fandom I'll write my Twilight or Harry Potter stories until I get into the mood. This will just have about 20 chapters in it, so it's just going to be a small story. Drop a review down below and I'll see you next time