A/N: Before I start, I would like to thank supernaturalkissed for being the first reviewer of my story. You're awesome! Now I know at least one person is reading it :)

And I made a mistake last chapter, I said Shane Reyes was a Moroi accidentally, he's actually a Dhampir :\ Sorry for the confusion.

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

The Hall remained silent. Even the house banners, hanging high above the tables seemed to stop gently swaying when Dumbledore finished his sentence. No one dared to speak a word; no one could believe what the headmaster had just said. They didn't know whether to be amazed or terrified that they will be living with a handful of Vampires for the remainder of the year.

Professor Dumbledore cleared his throat and continued to speak once again.

"Now. I would like to introduce you all to your new fellow classmates." He extended his right arm forward and nodded his head towards the caretaker, Argus Filch, to open the double doors.

Without a word Filch moved from his place at the back of the hall and grabbed the handles; he swung them open and stepped aside for the Vampires to now enter.

Curiousity took over each student as they craned their necks to get a better look at the strange new visitors. The first person to walk in looked far too old to be a student; he ignored the stares and kept walking up the aisle towards the head table. Two sturdy and fierce looking teenagers closely followed behind him, they both stood protectively in front of a taller, more slender built, blonde girl. Behind them all another three similarly built teenagers and another sturdy boy casually walked in, looking far less serious than the others: They were smiling, showing their fangs purposely, and waving at the shocked students as they walked by.

"Ah, welcome Guardian Alto," Dumbledore greeted the man once he stepped off the platform.

Alto bowed to him in respect. "Thank you for allowing us to stay here, Albus Dumbledore."

"It is my pleasure to help protect one of Ellen's students, especially after the horrific attack at your Academy not long ago."

The Vampires lowered their heads and cast their eyes to the floor as they remembered the events of that day.

"Again, thank you," Alto recovered. "These students, minus Adrian, will hopefully be attending most of your classes and additional ones from our Academy. Is that correct?"

"Yes, indeed. There shall be a few more Guardians arriving shortly to teach those classes and to supply extra protection. Now, will you care to introduce yourselves to everyone, maybe give a few insights on your kind to settle some rumours."

"Very well."

(Rose)

We all stood together in front of the entire school. The place was dead quiet except for Stan talking to this old man, Dumbledore. He asked us to introduce ourselves.

Oh god, I hope Adrian keeps in line for once.

"Very well." Stan turned around and we slowly did the same, "My name is Guardian Alto, I am one of the teachers at our Academy. Before the others introduce themselves I will tell you of our kind. For starters, all Guardians are Dhampirs; half human, half Vampire beings. We cannot specialize in an element like the Moroi, who are living Vampires, but we more than make up for it in our skill of combat. Dhampirs get the best traits of both species so we are ideal for protecting the Moroi Royals… There are also dead Vampires in our world, we call them Strigois, who most of you will recognize as the stereotypical Vampire. They are made, not born; this can be achieved by free will or by force, which I will not go into detail. In short, they live their lives of immortality striving to kill off every last Moroi. Now, unlike the Strigoi the Moroi do not kill to feed, we don't burn in the sunlight and we can pass through wards since we are very much alive. Garlic does not affect us and we don't sleep in coffins... That should be enough explaining for now."

He stopped speaking and no one else spoke after him for a few seconds. I sighed and decided it was my turn to introduce myself.

"Hey, name's Rose Hathaway, I'm a Guardian in Training. My charge is Lissa Dragomir."

Lissa waved, "I specialize in Spirit, which is the most rare of the five elements. I'm also the last Dragomir in my family. I'm pretty much the reason we all have to be here." She scratched the back of her head and emitted a small, nervous laugh.

"Eddie Castile. Guardian in Training." He didn't sound real enthusiastic, couldn't blame him, this place is overwhelming.

"I'm Mia Rinaldi, a Moroi, I specialize in water." Wow, I expected her to be talking a lot more than that.

"Christian Ozera, I'm a fire wielder so don't piss me off or I may accidentally set you alight." He was having too much fun tormenting these poor kids.

"Shane Reyes, I'm also a Guardian in Training; but no where near as good as Rose." I sighed quietly. Please don't go into detail, Shane. "When we kill a Strigoi," Shit, "we get a mark tattooed on the back of our necks as a sort of tally, we call them Molnija Marks. Rose is the only student in our Academy to have one. She actually has two Molnija's and a Zvezda Mark, meaning she has killed too many to count in a battle." He grinned at me, as if I was his hero or something.

I gave a fake smile in return. Memories of Spokane and the attack at the Academy were rushing through my head. Lissa noticed my discomfort and took my hand for support. Adrian, being the cocky bastard he is, wrapped an arm around my waist. I glared at him.

"What?" He whispered, faking innocence. I kept glaring and he eventually let go, so did Lissa.

Everyone was waiting for Adrian to introduce himself now.

"Oh! Right. I'm Adrian Ivashkov, nephew to our Queen Tatiana. I'm rich and powerful and, most importantly, I'm Rose's boyfriend."

I groaned and massaged my temples with one hand. The migraine from the plane was gone as soon as we entered Hogwarts, but right now Adrian was easily giving me a much worse one.

"He's not my boyfriend," I tried to convince the school. I hate him so much.

Dumbledore stepped forward and spoke before I could wring Adrian's stupid neck.

"If you have any questions I'm sure you can ask them later on. Right now," He turned to face the seven of us, "you may sit where ever you wish and we shall begin tonight's feast."

He faced the students once more and spread out his arms. Each of the four tables was suddenly stacked to the brim with a shit load of food. A low whistle escaped my lips.

This place is awesome.

And for once in the past few days, I realised, the fear of Lissa's wellbeing and the upcoming of Dimitri's death were well out of my mind.

R&R please. And if you have any suggestions of things you want in this story, don't hesitate to send them to me, I'll most likely put it in. Unless it's something weird like fairy floss unicorns taking over Hogwarts... You know what I mean.