Disclaimer: Dun own it so if you're gonna sue, rack off.
Here you are my lttle reviewers. My next chappie.
And to answer Rhya Stormbringer, the 'dead to the world' comment was about when the vampires are driven to their coffins cause of the sun. When the sun rises, they die. When the sun sets, they are reanimated. During the time they are dead, a vampire's 'soul' wanders the mortal realm but can only watch.
Ten Years Later, July 31st.
A single vibrant poison green eye glared hatefully at the object in his hands, the other eye would have glared as well but it was lost behind stylishly draped bangs that also conveniently covered a lightning bolt scar. The glare rested on the Hogwarts letter that had arrived that morning, well aware that any chance he had of going to Darkfall Academy had just flown out the window.
The silky black head turned to the door, long hair swishing, as the sound of a sharp knock penetrated the warm dark room of Chaosti Jakluel Frost, aka Harry Potter.
"Enter." Was the bored answer in a sulky but bell-like prepubescent tenor.
The door swept open and a tall Vampiress in brown leather danced through the stone arch towards Chaosti and swept him up into a hug while spinning around. Joyous laughter ringing filled the dark room, chasing away the lingering chill with bubbling golden-brown warmth, causing Chaosti to forget the letter and any negative emotions it held. His mommy was here.
After several minutes of twirling around the room in the midst of laughter and glee, Satu jumped and twisted in the air so the two landed on the massive redwood four-poster bed in a tangle of long black hair, silver and golden limbs, black, white and brown clothes as deep dark golden-brown and vibrant poison green eyes laughed for happiness and the sake of laughing.
As the two lay giggling, a voice cleared its throat towards the middle of the room. Satu and Chaosti craned their necks to look at Alucard. He was standing at the foot of the bed, the letter open and in his hand. Chaosti groaned and curled tighter into Satu's embrace. Satu stopped breathing momentarily as she realise what the presence of the letter meant.
She relaxed and lay back onto the bed. "I see."
"Dun wanna go." Came the muffled protest from the face in the vampire's shoulder.
"He's been sulking since this morning. I'm guessing that's his Hogwarts letter."
Two grunts from the bed and Alucard turned and nodded to the werewolf standing in the doorway.
Loup shook her head of silver tipped black hair, silvery wolf eyes flashing in irritation as she stalked into the room. "Just let him choose which school he wants to go to." The she-wolf snapped as she curled into one of the fireside chairs.
Alucard sighed and took the seat opposite her, speaking with deep bitterness. "It's not that simple. If he doesn't go, as was his birth parent's wish, that nosy old coot Dumbledore will turn up with the intent of convincing us to send him to Hogwarts and his sphere of influence. However, if he comes here, he will know that we are vampires and send in the Ministry of Magic to take Chaosti away from us for his own protection. Legal citizens or no, they'd never let filthy parasites like us to raise a child, let alone their beloved 'Boy-Who-Lived'."
"Lousy, pre-justiced hypocrites…"
The two pale beings turned to the shadowy bed, unsure of which of the pseudo mother and child had spoken, so alike were their personalities and speech patterns. However, comments were left unsaid as the last member of this queer little family entered the room with a bounce in his step and a bloodsickle in his mouth.
He paused mid-step in the middle of the room, frowning and his eyes darting around the room as he took in the depressive atmosphere. "What?"
Alucard waved the letter vaguely in Nazhuret's. A hiss was heard, closely followed by loud vulgar cursing in ten or so dead languages and six present ones before he turned and stormed out of the room in the general direction of the ballroom-come-armoury to do some damage to the training dummies.
Satu sat up with an unhappy sound, dragging Chaosti up with her. "Come on, brat. We should go get your shopping done before it gets too late and the shops close. I'll just write a letter to the old fart so be ready in 45 minutes."
Everyone still in the room looked at the tall golden goddess with the night-dark hair and shining lion eyes as she left the room to change into her 'Going-Out-And-Not-To-Kill-Someone-Hopefully' outfit.
"Well?"
Alucard and Loup jumped and looked at the now standing Chaosti, who raised his eyebrows. "I need to change."
Alucard got up with a sigh, something he'd been doing a lot in the last decade. "Don't leave without me. Someone needs to keep you two on a leash."
Chaosti managed a vaguely offended look as Loup snorted and followed Alucard out of the room.
Plez review. I gives me a warm tingly sensation to know my stories are appreciated.