It had been two weeks since he had been at the school, and Harry was bored. There was nothing for him to do that he had not already done before. It was one week before classes were to begin and he could not wait. He still had not heard anything from Ron and Hermione. What was worst was Dumbledore did not tell him anything about what had been happening. All he kept saying was, "I'm sorry Harry, but there just isn't anything to tell."
Harry had become so bored that he kept seeing a shadow around the school. He would ask others if they saw it, but no one has. It became routine to stay up and watch for it, but the shadow was hard to find. He managed to pinpoint the shadow down in the dungeons. He was determined to figure out what the shadow was before school begun. That determination led him to lurking long hours in the dungeons, which was where he was this night.
'Damn it.' He thought, as he grew tired from standing in one spot for hours. Just as he was about to leave, he spotted the shadow. He followed it through the dungeons and around a corner. He ran right into Snape. Harry nervously looked up at the potions master.
"Sorry sir." He said nervously.
"I would suggest you watch where you are going next time."
"I will sir. Umm, can I ask you a question sir?"
"I reckon you can."
"Well, I keep noticing this shadow thing all around the school and I was wondering if you've seen it?"
"Well, Mr. Potter, if I have then would I be telling you? Good evening." Snape said before heading off. If he knew anything, then he did not show it. Harry looked around some more before heading off to the dorm to sleep for the night. All the time he wondered what the shadow was and where it came from. He never spotted the shadow after that night.
'Home at last.' Was the thought. Located in the woods somewhere, a large manor could be seen. Guards dressed in black robes and silver masks were guarding the entrance. They bowed before opening the gates up. The manor looked old, but it had a unique style all its own. With a mixture of gothic and medieval styles, the place was impressive. Better than most manors were before. The inside was dark. Two grand staircases led to the upper floor while a long hallway led to other rooms. Walking down the hall and to a throne room, a party was taking place. There were no supervising adults, just teens having a blast. Yes, this was home.
Dancing in the middle of the room was a beautiful young girl. Her long dark hair was pinned up elegantly. She wore a low cut pair of leather pants that hugged her hips perfectly. Her shirt came to just below her chest, showing off her perfectly flat stomach. She was beaming with happiness. 'It's good to be home.' Was the final thought before walking up to the silvery red eyed young girl to give her a huge.
Harry woke up panting for breathe. For once, his scar was not hurting him. He had similar dreams before, but the person's eyes he was viewing from always was at a different place every time. He had yet to figure out who the person was. He did remember that it was a creature of some sort. The strangest part was this pull to be near her. He knew whoever the person was it was female. There were times in the day when the pull was so intense that it was hard to breathe. Once in the dream, she had been wounded. He had woken up feeling the pain for a few hours.
He only knew of one person he could talk to but he was not sure if that person was willing to talk at all. He slowly got out of bed and headed to the shower. After he was dressed, he headed off to look for the one person he could talk to, Snape.
It was not hard to find him. He was in a potions lab working on healing potions. Snape did not even turn around when Harry entered.
"Now what is it?" Snape said as he finished the potions.
"I have been having these dreams, and they have confused me."
"So what am I suppose to do about it?" Snape snapped.
"Do you think that you can help me figure the dreams out?"
Snape motioned for Harry to follow him to his office so they could talk. It still surprised Snape over how easy it was for the boy to come to him, even though he has been horrible to him in the past.
"Now what about the dreams?" he said once sitting at his desk. Harry sat across from him and began to explain the dreams, from the very first one to his latest one. All throughout the description, Snape did not say a word. It was up to Harry to figure it out. Snape knew that he would have to talk with his lord and soon.
"So do you know who it or what the dreams mean?" Harry finally asked after he finished his dream telling.
"I can not say for sure, but think through all the dreams and then look up the similarities. I will see what I know. Although you should see the Headmaster over this." Snape replied surprisingly calm.
"I refuse to talk to the Headmaster over anything." Harry said growing angry.
Snape could feel the power beginning to roll of Harry. His Master was right. The Headmaster was suppressing Harry's magic. He knew that their plan would indeed be easy now.
"Come see me whenever you like." Snape replied smirking.
Harry left feeling even more confused than before. He did remember reading something about how he was feeling in his newly acquired book that was becoming his favorite. He decided to look it up once he had some breakfast. Not wanting to risk running into the Headmaster, he went to the kitchens to grab some food.
After becoming completely filled, Harry headed back to his dorm to look through his book. He knew there had to be something in it to explain what was going on. He dug in his trunk until he found the book. He pulled it out and began to look through the pages. One particular creature stood out among the rest. He read the passage:
'Among the most deadly of these ancient creatures, none are more deadly than the ancient race of vampires. These ancient creatures of the night are not like any vampires known today. Their kind is said to have been killed off. It is more likely they went into hiding. These creatures have glowing eyes of different colors. The most powerful of these creatures have eyes that shine like the moon. Some have been reported to have multi colored eyes of two different colors. These creatures are to be believed the race that created the vampires known today. This ancient race could reproduce and did live off the blood of others. Their apatite was greater than any known vampires and only their mates could satisfy their blood craving. The males of the species have a special trait that allows them to have children if their mate is male. They begin to feel their mate at age sixteen. Often they discover their mate through dreams. They can also feel each other's pain. The most powerful and leader of this clan was believed to be the mate of…'
The rest of the page had been torn off, as if someone did not want anyone else to read it. Harry slammed the book shut. He really wanted to know more about those creatures. What was described left him very little doubt in his mind that it was happening to him. All that was left to find out was whom he was connected with. He felt the answers would come to him when classes began. He put the book away and took out his broom. He figured that he would go do some flying before lunch came around. He had already been able to fly pretty well, but his weeks of boredom helped him push past that. He now flew better than anyone ever would. It was his favorite thing to do. Although he felt caged, he was free when he flew.
He flew until the sun went down. Harry walked back into the school completely tired. He headed down to the kitchens to get something to eat before turning in for the night. It soon became a routine for him. He would get up early and eat breakfast, before going outside to fly. The last two days before classes began went on like this. By the time September 1 came around, he was ready to have homework and classes.
He met the student train at the station. He did not have to ride the train; just arrive with the other students. He noticed two new students who arrived with the others. Harry knew they looked to old to be first years. The only conclusion was that they were transfers. They seemed to be familiar to him. Although he could not figure out why. He was so taken by one of the girls that he did not realize when Ron and Hermione had come up to him.
"Hey Harry. Why didn't you write this summer?" Ron asked.
Harry glared at his friend. "I did but you never wrote more than a few lines."
"Oh, sorry. It's just that we got busy going on vacation and all." Ron said.
"Yea, it was great. You should have been there." Hermione replied.
"Would have loved to but you never invited me." Harry said as his friends got on his nerves.
"What's wrong with you? You've never been this cold towards us." Ron asked.
Harry did not say anything; he just walked off to the carriages and got in the closest one. The carriage happened to be occupied by the same two new girls he saw before. No one spoke the entire ride there. It was not uncomfortable but actually pleasant. Harry missed their presents once they arrived at the school and he had to proceed on into the Great Hall without them.
He took his usual seat at the Gryffindor table and watched the other students enter the Great Hall. He wanted to know who the new girls were. His questions would be answered at the start of the sorting. Finally, after everyone was seated, the sorting began. The two girls that Harry saw walked in just as the last first year was sorted. Dumbledore stood up to make an announcement. The hall fell silent to listen.
"I am pleased to announce the arrival of two new students. They will join our sixth year students and finish out their schooling here. Please let us make them feel at home." Dumbledore said smiling. He was secretly hoping the girls would be able to fall under his control. He could feel their power radiating from them.
"Auaraya." McGonagall called out.
The girl who stepped forward had light brown hair with strips of black. Her eyes were almost slivery with traces of dark blue. She had her hair hanging down loosely. Her hair reached the middle of her back. She did not wear the traditional Hogwarts robes. Instead, she wore a dark black skirt and knee-high gothic boots. Her shirt was very low cut as well as the sleeves. The shirt was black and dark blue that brought out her eye color.
She sat on the stood and placed the hat on her head. She was quickly sorted into Slytherin. She stood up and gracefully made her way to the Slytherin table. She sat next to Draco as she took up a conversation with him.
Harry felt a stab of jealousy. He also felt very protective over her. He felt as if it should be him and not Draco talking with the beautiful girl. He growled low as he continued to watch the pair. The girl must have known he was watching because she looked right into his eyes. He felt as if she was saying it is alright, I'm not his. His glare soften slightly and she smiled.
"Hyacintha." McGonagall called out.
The remaining girl took her place on the stool. She had midnight black hair done up in a high ponytail. Her eyes were silvery with traces of red. She also had a golden tan compared to her friend who had a slight tan. She also was not wearing Hogwarts robes. She wore an outfit similar to her friend with only a few exceptions. She showed off more skin. Her skirt was slightly shorter and hugged her hips tightly. Her shirt did not cover her flat stomach, instead it showed it off more. The color of her shirt was of dark red and black lace. Her skirt also had red lace around it. Her boots were the same as her friends, except they had dark red shoelaces. The girl was also sorted into Slytherin.
Harry watched as she made her way over to the Slytherin table. He still was not happy about the other girl sitting so close to Draco. He saw Auaraya looking at him again and watched as she pulled her friend down between her and Draco. For some reason Harry felt better knowing Auaraya was not beside if Draco. He still wanted to go sit with her and keep everyone away from her. He did not know what the strange connection was that he had with the new girl but he knew she felt it too. Her eyes grew wide with realization as he continued to watch her every move. He was beginning to scare himself.
After dinner was through, the students headed off to their dormitories. Harry met Draco and the girls as they were leaving. He was not sure what he wanted to say. Draco stared at him wondering what he was going to say. When he realized Harry was stuck, he broke the tension.
"Auaraya, Hyacintha. This is Harry Potter. Potter, these two lovelies are Auaraya and Hyacintha." Draco said as he tightened his hold on Hyacintha.
Harry saw the same reaction from Draco as he had just moments ago. It seemed as if they had the same problem.
"It's nice to meet you both." Harry said politely.
"Nice to meet you too." Auaraya replied. She smiled at Harry as she realized the pull they had towards each other. She knew that it would take some getting used to before he accepted it. Her relationship was not what worried her. It was her friends. She knew her friends' father already had someone in mind to be her mate, but there was no denying the truth.
"You promised to behave this year." Hyacintha whispered in Draco's ear. Draco nodded is agreement.
"Maybe we can talk tomorrow. Goodnight Harry." Draco said before heading to the Slytherin common room with the two girls. Harry was left feeling strange and confused. It made him mad to think of Auaraya in the dungeons but he also knew that he could do nothing about it. He headed to his own dorm for the night. Tomorrow was already looking bright for him.