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A/N: Where Thana makes some progress to their goals. F/F in this chapter.

Chapter 4

Thana sat at the same table in the staff room as Hermione as they both graded papers. Two weeks had passed since the term had begun, and they already had quite a friendship between them.

"What I can't get," Thana said suddenly, "is why someone as smart as you can only get a job as a teaching assistant."

Hermione hesitated. "There were other jobs. This was the best one. Besides, Professor McGonagall is training me to become her replacement as Transfiguration Professor for when she retires."

"Ah, this blood purity bollocks. It's why I was home schooled, so as to keep me away from all of that," Thana leant in and lowered her voice. "If there was a way to stop all that, to prove you were better than them, not because of blood, but because of talent and power, would you take it?"

She saw the need, the hunger to prove herself light up in Hermione's eyes, and then it seemed the brunette squashed it down. It seemed that she was trying not to feel hopeful of anything changing. "Hypothetically, yes. But nothing like that, no opportunity, will ever come along. The wizarding world doesn't change. I just wished I had known that when I was eleven." Hermione turned back to the script in front of her and continued marking it.


Thana was panting heavily as they stilled, Owain's fangs still in her neck. The moment she had returned home that night, they had gone straight to their bedroom and not spoken a word as they fucked each other, tasting each other's blood as they did so.

Now, they were both breathing heavily, and coming down from their high. Owain was running his hands through her hair, and he planted a kiss on her forehead. "I have missed you," he said. "If we would be ready for the assault before Halloween, I would have you show us the way in sooner, just to have you back in my bed permanently."

Thana tightened her arms around him. "But the more time I have, the more people I can talk around. I already have one person who I am sure can be convinced. And, she is just what Claudia and Alastair have been looking for. A powerful witch who would make a powerful half vampire. With a few more days to gain her trust and then an making her an offer she cannot refuse, she will be on our side, and more than willing to join Claudia and Alastair. Especially with the help of some Allure." All vampires had an allure, like Veela. But they could attract partners from the opposite and the same sex. A Veela could simply attract a partner from the opposite sex.

"Be sure to tell them everything you know of her. I know they have been getting anxious. Knowing there is someone who is a strong candidate will soothe them. And what of other candidates?"

"A few students have the power, but the conviction has yet to be tested. And there are a few students and teachers and their assistants that would make for excellent donors. One seventh year in particular. She might even be strong enough to turn at some point. But I think for now, her blood would be best suited to strengthening us. Plus, she would be very easy to convince round."

"Oh, how?"

"The ones we can convert to our side all seem to be the outcasts, muggleborns and a few blood traitors. All are ostracised and looked down on, and already sympathize with magical creatures and beings other than wizards. Promising them protection and happiness would help them see things our way. And for those who would make good donors that would not be converted, well, all we need to do is inhibit their powers and take their wands. It would not subtract from the power of their blood and they would be powerless to fight back as blood was taken when and where necessary."

Owain grinned. "Then convince the candidate for becoming a half vampire before I arrive. And gain the trust of this potential donor," he looked at her. "You want her to be ours personally, don't you?"

"We did discuss needing at least one of our own. And there are a few similarities between her and I."

"What do you mean?"

"I scanned the thoughts of the teaching assistants and the students. I stayed away from the teachers, knowing that at least some of them would be able to pick it up. But it turns out her parents' abuse her. Amanda is as scared of them as I was of the Dursley's."

Owain kissed her. "Then we can claim her as our own and ensure no one harms her again."

"Thank you, husband."


Thana looked up as there was a knock on her door. She opened it and smiled, letting Hermione in. "So, you wanted to talk?" Hermione asked.

"Indeed. Take a seat, I'll pour us a drink. My husband sent me an excellent bottle of wine from the 1900's. He has wonderful taste, I am sure it will not disappoint," Thana said, heading over to the glass cabinet and grabbing two glasses and then the bottle.

"I didn't know you were married," Hermione said. September was drawing to a close and they had developed their friendship. Hermione felt she could trust Thana implicitly. But, she had thought something like this would have come up sooner.

"Oh yes, just this summer, in fact. I was his PA to begin with. Well, you know how things are, you spend a lot of time with someone and feelings begin to develop. One thing just led to another," Thana replied, pouring the wine and heading back to the sofa, and handing Hermione a glass. She then sat down and sipped it. "I was right. Owain's taste remains impeccable."

"What does he do?"

"Have you heard of Merrick Enterprises?"

"Yes, it's based in Canary Wharf. But it's a muggle business!"

"We do operate in the muggle world, yes, but that is to avoid the purebloods that control the magical world. A lot of magical beings find employment with us."

"How so?"

"Well, for example, Vampires are specifically banned from working in the magical world. If they want employment, a salary, they have to search it out in the magical world. Which is why Owain set up his company."

"Merrick Enterprises is over fifty years old! Passed from father to son!"

"No, just a ruse to reassure the muggle investors and press. Owain set it up fifty years ago, faked his death after a few years and returned as his own son. Very easy to do in the long run. People will believe what they have to in order to fit things into their world view."

"But, if he's a vampire then by law he's not allowed to be in a relationship with a witch, unless she, you, agree to be fully turned and lose your powers! I've seen you use magic!"

Thana waved her hand. "The Ministry are fools. Had it not been for Owain I would have died when I was a child. Left out in the snow to freeze to death. Think about it, Hermione, they don't care about us. To those bigots, we are nothing but something to step on as they work their way up higher, as they keep hold of their power base."

Hermione took a sip of her wine, silent for a moment. "You're right. We're dirt to them. I'm dirt to them. And who am I kidding, the board will never let me replace McGonagall! I'm just a know-it-all Mudblood!" She wiped a tear from her eye. "I just wish there was something we could do. I mean, marrying a Vampire is one thing, yes it breaks one of their laws, but it doesn't exactly pose a threat to them."

"What if I could tell you that it does?"

Hermione leant forward, that hunger and hope reigniting in her eyes. "I would be very interested."

Thana placed her glass down on the coffee table. "The vampires need powerful blood. Magical blood. And not just donors, potentials to become half-vampires."

"That would get the half-vampire killed."

"Only if the wizards remained in power. You are strong, Hermione. I think you would make for a formidable half-vampire. Think about it. On November the first, give me your answer and if it's a yes, you can be turned soon after. And there are a few who are eager to meet you."

"Me, why?"

"Alastair and Claudia. They are a mated pair. But female half-vampires can bear children. They would like you to consider being the third member of their relationship, and having a child with them. Said child would be powerful, and would, in the grand scheme of things, aid us in taking our place at the top of the food chain."

"You're one of them, aren't you? Half-Vampire, I mean?"

"The first in a very long time. Think about it, Hermione. Join us, and you can help us form a new world."

"I don't know, I mean, I've never even slept with anyone before, let alone two people!"

Thana put down her glass and reached out. She tangled her hands in Hermione's brown curls and drew her in for a deep kiss. Pulling back slightly, she saw Hermione was dazed. "I can remedy that for you, if you want," she said. She was emitting her allure, she knew, but if she slept with Hermione tonight, she would be sure of one thing- Hermione's silence. The witch would be ensnared fully by the allure then, at least until someone broke it or it switched to another vampire. It would mean her loyalty. Of course, a strong willed person could break free on their own- if it was not something they desired. But Thana was offering Hermione an opportunity that deep down, she wanted to seize. Hermione wanted to see the Purebloods overthrown. She wanted to prove herself, and Thana could provide her with that. Hermione had a strong will, but her own desires would counteract that.

"I-I don't know…" Hermione trailed off as Thana kissed down her neck and moved to straddle her lap, her hand slipping up her shirt.

"It doesn't have to mean anything, just two friends helping each other feel pleasure."

"You're married," she murmured, but Thana could see her resistance crumbling.

"Owain doesn't mind. Vampires are very sexual beings. While he and I are mated, and our hearts are each other's, we can enjoy pleasure with others, and even together with others. We haven't done it yet, but I know several mated couples that have met up in the past to indulge themselves as a group."

Her resistance failed and Hermione nodded, leaning forward to kiss Thana. Thana broke the kiss and pulled Hermione's shirt off her, and then undid her bra. She leant down and took one of Hermione's breasts into her mouth, causing the brunette to moan. Thana tore at Hermione's skirt and then her knickers, her hand coming to Hermione's lower lips. She began to rub her, and then entered one finger, drawing a gasp as Hermione's waist bucked. Thana removed her hand and pulled Hermione to her feet. "Let's go lie down. It will be better that way. Plus, I have a few things that can help this along," She led the witch by the hand to her bedroom and pushed her down on the bed. Grabbing the strap on she had brought back with her, just for this situation, she strapped it on, before applying lube to the artificial dick. She brought her mouth down to Hermione's vagina, pulling a shriek from her, but helping to lubricate her for her first time.

"Please," Hermione moaned. "I want more!" She was panting already, and writhing on the bed.

"Of course, Mya," Thana grinned, moving up Hermione's body and kissing her again. She positioned the strap on and began easing herself down, and the dildo into Hermione. When the dildo was as far in as it was going to go, she broke the kiss and began to thrust, placing her mouth on Hermione's neck. She felt her fangs grow out and she bit down, feeling the familiar rush as the blood flowed into her mouth and down her throat. After two mouthfuls, she pulled away, her magic singing as it increased. Hermione was the most powerful person she had drunk from so far. "Oh, Alastair and Claudia will be more than happy with you, Mya."

Hermione screamed as she came to orgasm, and Thana was very glad that she had placed a silencing spell around her quarters on the first night she had arrived, otherwise the whole castle would have heard Hermione.


The next day, Thana came across a group of Slytherin students. They had cornered someone and had their wands out. "Back off, now!" She snapped after taking a long breath in, and scenting Amanda. The students cleared off quickly, leaving Thana alone with the blonde haired Hufflepuff. She noticed quickly that Amanda had a few cuts and her robes were torn. "Come on, we'll head for my office and I can get you healed up and your robes fixed."

Thana approached the seventh year, who flinched, but allowed her to put her arm around her and guide her away. When in Thana's office, she guided Amanda to a seat and drew the wand she had procured. Then, she set about healing the wounds and repairing the clothes. "Thank you, Professor," Amanda murmured.

"There's no need to thank me, Miss Morris. Those others should know better than to bully people. But, purebloods like them are arrogant. And people can be cruel. How are you faring with your final year?"

She shrugged. "Alright, I guess."

Thana sighed. "Miss Morris… Amanda, I know how hard it can be, trying to go through life with little to no support. I have been where you are now," she said.

"I don't think you have," Amanda murmured, still looking at her hands.

"I used to live with an aunt and uncle. They hated magic, so they hated me. I was also bullied. Believe me when I say that I do know what you are going through. Should you ever need to talk, or just a quiet place to study in safety, my door is always open to you, whether it is here or my quarters."

Amanda looked up, startled, but then nodded, her blue eyes wide. "Thanks," she said.


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