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Chapter 6: Strange meetings

His death was a peaceful one. But the entire clan was in mourning, as the would be for the customary period of three nights. The Hermione would be introduced to them when this time was completed, then Severus would be chosen as their leader.

At this moment, Severus and Hermione was curled up in a large bed within their chambers. It had covers of dark red satin and the frame was solid oak. The morning sun was rising though the windows and was steadily warming Hermione's face. Gently, her eyelids began to flutter awake.

She couldn't believe the direction her life had taken in the last few days. Once, it felt like so long ago now, she had been a girl who would go to school and learn magic before growing old and dieing. Now, she was an immortal women and soon to be the queen of a vampire clan. One day, she and her mate would have a child - the child, however, was never destined to rule.

Suddenly, there was an urgent knock at the door. Hermione, seeing Severus was still sound asleep, slipped out from between the covers onto a richly carpeted floor. Likkista Kveld smiled warmly at her as she opened the door.

"Good morning my lady," he greeted, "did you sleep well?"

She nodded politely, "I did, thank you, how can I help you?"

"I need to speak to his Lordship," answered the adviser, "I have received an urgent note for him."

"Of course," she replied before turning and walking gracefully towards the male vampire on the bed, "Severus," she hissed, "Likkista Kveld is here to see you."

The vampire seemed to almost instantly be dressed and beside the door. Hermione had to stop herself staring at the speed, was that normal?

"Hermione, wait here," he instructed, "I shall send for you shortly."

Severus watched his mate nod shyly. She was wearing a long silvery nightgown that gracefully hugged her fantastic curvy figure. He was truly a blessed vampire, "I also advise changing."

Seconds later, he appeared in his study with the note in hand. The calligraphy on the envelope informed him that this was the reply he had been waiting for. Knowing he had all the time in the world, he slowly prised open the paper before finding the elegantly written letter within.

My dear Severus,

I must say, I was most surprised to read your previous letter. The method of transport was also inspired. You can be pleased in knowing that you have fooled even myself about you. But no matter, the most important matter is Hermione.

She is so young Severus. I wish you would have let her grow so more. Molly Weasley will also me most upset when she learns that you have robbed her down of the girl. However, I wish you congratulations and all the best of happiness. Though, as I am sure you are aware, I see her as a daughter and do not wish to she her hurt.

As requested, I grant you access to Hogwarts at precisely 11am with your lovely 'wife'. I shall discuss matters further with yourself then.

Much Regards,

Minerva McGonagall.

Severus turned to glance and the timepiece on his desk. 10:50am. Calling Hermione, he watched, amused, as she appeared bemused before him.

"How did you do that?" she asked, having been previously unaware how strong their connection was.

"Magic," he replied sarcastically before continuing, "please come over here and take my arm. We're going to travel to Hogwarts for a meeting with Minerva. She knows everything and wishes to discuss it with us."

Severus watched with some satisfaction as his mate swiftly obeyed him. They both disappeared swiftly from sight, leaving the room still and empty.

Minerva McGonagall sat patiently at her desk. This turn of direction with her old friend and colleague had bemused her somewhat. She had certainly never suspected Severus of being a creature of the night, let alone of a royal standing. It was only the involvement of Hermione that unsettled her. She was a prize student and almost her own daughter. The very idea that the magical world should be lost to her talents was something she had never really comprehended before. She was also worried about how Harry and Ron would take it…

The dark cloud of smoke formed in the far corner of her office. It slowly faded away to reveal a couple that were the most graceful, elegant and beautiful to ever enter the room. The male, who she presumed to be Severus, was dressed in an expensive 1860's tailcoat suit with his hair smartly combed. His arm was possessively wrapped around the body of a women who seemed almost dangerously beautiful. Hermione was no longer the student she had known and was instead a creature that she could only resist to touch due to her preference of men.

"Welcome," greeted Minerva, "please, have a seat. Can I get you anything?"

Hermione smiled politely as her mate guided her into a seat and ordered them both an earl grey. The pale gold coloured tea was almost immediately delivered by a small, shaking house-elf who popped out of existence almost immediately afterwards.

"House elves are playthings of the vampire realm, we do not use them as our servants. However, when caught they are fun to play with," he informed Hermione, seeing the questioning look on her face.

Minerva seemed to pale for a moment before regaining her composure.

"Hermione, Severus, how have you both been? I have not heard from either of you in so long," questioned the headmistress.

"We are both well," answered Severus, "but we are both busy and would like for you to get straight to the point."

"Of course," continued Minerva, holding her confident aura, "I was hoping that you two would be able to align your clan with out side, seeing as it has come to me though the grape vine that you have opposed Voldemort to his face."

"He was threatening my mate, I had no choice in the matter but to go against him. That does not mean I want my clan involved in the fight. We do not make a habit of becoming involved with mortal affairs," sneered the male vampire, "I do not see why we should start now."

"But," interjected Hermione quietly, "he did murder my parents Severus and did try to kill me. Surely that is reason enough to do battle with them?"

"You have no idea of the Vampire politics and history's you silly girl," snarled the vampire aggressively, "you have not yet earned the right to give me council on the clans affairs. Go find and inform your friends. Do something useful."

Hermione seemed to shrink back into her seat before a black fog built up around her as she faded from sight.

The Burrow's front lawn was bathed in a warm sunlight and Hermione was once again thankful that she was a day walker. However, we her mate obviously displeased with her, she couldn't help be nervous about what would happen when he came to collect her.

"Hermione!" called a female voice from nearby.

She turned. Ginny Weasley was running over to her, looking very pleased to see her.

"How did you do that? He turned you didn't he. Snape turned you! How was it? Do the boys know yet….? I didn't want to say anything to them just in case…"

"Yes Ginny, I am turned but have no problems with 'the thirst', all vampires use that method to travel. The turning was surprisingly more complicated in its process then I was aware of before. No the boys don't know yet, I'm telling them today."

"Tell us what?" questioned the boys together, appearing from the front door.

"Let's sit down," Hermione directed calmly, "this may take a while."

As this was happening Minerva was attempting to berate Severus for his remarks to Hermione.

"What do you mean she hasn't earned the right yet? She's done more for this school than any other student before her!" exclaimed the witch angrily.

The vampire stood up faster the Minerva could blink and was leaning over the shaking women as he spoke again, "you forget though, headmistress, that she is not a student anymore. She is not the girl you saw as a daughter. She is no longer human. Hermione is mine for eternity and I am the only important thing in her existence. In 2 days she will be queen of the vampire clan beside me. She is expected to show respect to me and never contradict me in front of ANYONE. If she cannot comply then I will deal with her. There is nothing you can do about it. I'll deal with your werewolf problem, but you can have Voldemort."

With that, he dissolved from the office in search of his mate.

A/n:I am so sorry you have had to wait so long for this. Until earlier I had no inspiration or creativity for the this chapter. However, I have got some of the next chapter planned

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