Spilled Blood:
The Burrow Part Two
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"I don't want a vampire around my baby." A female's voice said
"Hermione is still Hermione, Diana." Ron's voice replied "She won't hurt Emma in any way. She has a baby of her own."
"Ron, I swear if anything happens to Emma-"
"I won't be able to have children, I know the drill." Ron said with a smile in his voice. A small crying was heard and I opened my eyes. They must be oblivious to the fact that vampires cannot sleep. I smiled and laughed a bit as I sat up on the couch.
"Good morning 'Mione." Ron smiled at me then gestured to the woman beside him. "This is Diana Heart, Fred's fiancé. Also the mother of my beautiful niece."
"You're Harry's girlfriend right?" she asked stepping forward a crying baby in her arms "I saw him a little over a month ago."
Ron shot Diana a nasty and Diana rolled her eyes at him and turned back to me.
"He was a really nice guy, where is he?" she asked
"He-he left. A little over a month ago." I replied, had I really spent a month walking to the Burrow?
"I'm sor-FRED!" she exclaimed as the boy picked her up from behind "I have Emma in my arms!"
"Okay, okay sorry you don't have to go crazy on me, babe." Fred Weasley replied setting his fiancé down "Hey Hermione, Ron informed us about your arrival."
I nodded and smiled "Hello Fred, how are you?"
"Great! I'm getting married, I have a daughter and the joke shop is doing really good." He grinned as we walked to the kitchen. George Weasley was standing in the kitchen with his mother Molly Weasley cutting pieces of celery and dropping them into a bowl.
"Hey Hermione!" George grinned looking over his shoulder "James is right over there."
James was sitting in a high chair eating mashed potatoes with his hands and giggling. Diana smiled at the boy and sat beside him, Emma still in her arms.
"How old is he?" she asked me
"A year," I replied taking a seat on the other side of James, my throat burned like hell and I realized I hadn't fed in awhile. I bit my lip and pushed the burn away. It dimmed but did not leave fully. Ron must have seen my discomfort because he called me over, back into the living room.
"Are you thirsty?" he asked in a low voice
I nodded and looked at him "Do you have a pet goldfish or something that has blood?"
"Well, I have Pig you can eat that annoying bird whenever you want. But don't you need human blood?"
"Yes, but I don't think anyone would be willing-" I started but he cut me off
"I'm willing and after if you're still thirsty then you can drink Pig. I'll just tell Gin he fell."
I laughed and pulled him into a dark corner "Are you sure?" I asked
"Yeah," he replied tugging the collar of his shirt down to expose his collarbone. I leaned forward and bit down on the soft flesh, blood began to trickle out of the incision and I drank hungrily. Ron let out a little moan of pain and I stopped.
"No, go ahead. I'll get over it." He replied and I continued to drink. When I was finished I ran my tongue over the cut and it closed up. I smiled at him.
"Thank you,"
"Anytime." He replied kissing me softly. I returned the kiss and a wave of guilt washed over me.
"You're family doesn't mind having all the curtains closed?" I asked as we entered the kitchen again. James was now drinking lemonade out of a child's cup and Diana was feeding Emma a bottle.
"No, of course not." Diana replied she had warmed up to me since I had first heard her voice.
James put the cup down and smiled at me. I smiled back at him and took my seat beside his highchair.
"Da?" he asked looking at me
I frowned at the boy "No honey, daddy won't be coming home for…awhile."
The heart broken expression on his face broke my heart. A mother never wants to tell her child that their father will never be coming home, on second thought…a mother never wants to tell herself it either. I had to accept that Harry was out there somewhere, trying to make a better world for James, Emma, Fred, George, Arthur, Ronald (okay well maybe not Ronald), Molly, me and the rest of the Wizarding World. I could only hope that one day we would be back together, then I had another problem on my immortal hands. I was in love with Ron also. Of course my love was not as strong as the one for Harry but it was still love…wasn't it? James smiled at Emma who was looking around from her mother's arms. It looked like James had a crush at an early age. I laughed a bit and James reached for Emma.
"Do you have any idea about what he wants?" Diana asked me as she tried to take a bite of eggs.
James looked to me and kissed his hand. Then he kissed it again and again I laughed.
"I think he wants to kiss Emma's cheek." I smiled. Diana leaned forward and held Emma out to James. James kissed Emma's cheek and Emma smiled a big toothless grin. James clapped and giggled happily.
"Looks like Emma has her first boyfriend." Fred laughed as Diana opened her mouth so he could feed her a piece of toast.
"Oh please Fred!" Ginny replied shaking her head "She's only a month old!"
"And James is only one!" I replied "They don't know what love is yet." I laughed as James took another drink of lemonade.
"Is he a vampire baby or human?" Molly asked as she sat beside Ginny.
"He's human, Harry…killed his mother and we adopted him." I replied
"Do you know if he's magical or not?" Arthur asked
"No, but we-I will love him all the same if he isn't." I smiled then frowned a bit "What did Harry say while he was here?"
"Nothing much," Ron grumbled "only that he wanted to say hello. He brought some guy named uh-"
"Camden." Fred and George chorused
"Yeah that guy, then they left around 3:30am." Ron replied. Ron's blood boiled in my veins. What the hell was Harry doing with Camden? The man that had killed my mother and father? How could he turn on me like that? Oh, Harry James Potter you are such a prat.
