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Chapter 2: Hate is Just Another Form of Love
His green eyes glow bright, and a cheery smile creeps up onto his face. He leaps over his trunk in the dorm room before patting the bed that once belonged to Tom Marvolo Riddle. His scar gives a happy twinge, making the boy's grin widen. "Going to class today~! I'm going to class~!"
"Stop being so cheery!" the Italian boy, Blaise Zabini yells before forcing a pillow down over his head.
"But today is so glorious, Blaisey-Blaise~! You should get up too, Drakey and Dory~! We can't miss class~!" Harry skips out of their room and up the steps leaving three disgruntled boys in his wake.
Harry holds out his hand to the muggleborn, Hermione Granger as she hides underneath her table in DADA. She takes it, aware that everyone's staring at her. "You're that boy," she whispers. "You were with that man who saved me from the monsters."
"And you're that girl, Hermione. You didn't want to leave your house."
"I had to in the end. The government doesn't like when children are living alone in the house where their parents died."
"Where do you live now?" His eyes stare straight into hers, as if daring her to lie.
"With Severus, Professor Snape, our potions teacher. Are you still living with that man?"
"Yes. Alu won't let me go. He cares for me to much. Now come out. No one will hurt you. Especially not the vampires and ghouls. I won't let them." For a brief moment, Harry's eyes slit and flash red as his free hand reaches up to caress the locket. She slowly emerges and brushes her hair away from her neck where a long scar from claws stands out. "I'm sorry that we didn't come faster, Hermione."
"It doesn't matter anymore. It doesn't hurt as much as it used to."
"What used to hurt?"
"My Heart."
"Mr. P-potter and M-mi-iss Gr-ranger, d-do you need t-to go to the infi-firmery?"
"No, we will be okay." Hermione sits down at her table like nothing happened despite the strange looks aimed at her, and Harry goes back to his place.
"Now professor," Harry says coldly, sounding quite different from his normal self, "will you please continue on, and please keep your fearfulness of vampires out of you discussion. Some of us do not appreciate it."
"M-mr. P-potter, what d-do you me-ean?"
"I've seen firsthand what a freak vampire can do and so has Hermione. We don't need you to rub it back in our faces." Harry closes his beautiful avada kadavra green eyes and bites his lips as memories start assaulting his mind.
"Stop struggling, brat." Hands cling to his arms tightly, bringing a pained whimper from the boy. "I said to stop struggling…" Sharp teeth nip at his shoulder but thankfully, don't break skin.
"Stop it!" Harry shrieks, trying to break from the female vampires grip.
"No," she murmurs into his neck. "You're ours now, and you're never going to get away. You're stuck with us, forever."
Harry's eyes fly open, and his fingers pull back from his hands with blood trickling out of the wounds. "Potter, are you okay?" a blond boy beside him, Draco Malfoy asks.
"Yes. I'm fine." His hand reaches up to touch the locket again, caressing it reverently. 'Alucard… I'm so scared… Why am I afraid? I shouldn't be afraid… Why am I afraid?'
Results so far
Pairing-
Voldemort: 6
Shroodinger:3
Alucard: 21
Malfoy (Draco): 3
Creature-
Dementor: 5
Neko: 17
Vampire: 16
Werewolf: 2
