I'm sad, it seems like nobody seems to really be responding to this story...is it the whole vampire/HP thing? Well, any feedback would be appreciated.
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"Report, what news do you have?"
"Sir, there has been no sign of Noel for the past three weeks. We've sent dozens of trackers that have combed England and haven't picked up a trace of her. As far as we can tell, she is no longer in England." William narrowed his eyes.
"Then where is she?" His voice was low and growling, sending fear through every person in the room, save for Kathleen.
"Obviously somewhere hidden where we won't find her." She spit out.
"I want her found!" William roared out. Kathleen gripped his shoulder and eased him back down into his chair.
"Calm down, there's no way that we can find her."
"The best vampires in the world cannot find one person? I am ashamed to be your leader."
"Just give her up." Kathleen insisted. "She obviously doesn't want to be found, let her be." William started to panic. No, Noel was supposed to return to him. She had to be miserable wherever she was and then she had to return to him, frightened and begging him to take her back. She would collapse into his arms, helpless and completely broken. She would be his for the taking.
"I want her found, I don't care what has to happen, just find her and report her whereabouts immediately."
"You expect us to comb the globe for one person? That's absolutely insane!"
"I want you to contact clans, inform them of our situation and give them a picture of Noel. If they find her, have her captured until we can come and retrieve her." Kathleen crossed her arms with narrowed eyes.
"I thought that you were going to leave her alone." She muttered. "It bothers you that she's been able to get away from you so easily, doesn't it?" William glared at her with harsh eyes.
"When I know that she's safe, I will be calm."
"But you only feel that she's safe when she's here."
"You will cease to question my actions!" He exclaimed. "Do as I say, that is your only duty here, not to question me, is that understood?" Kathleen glared at him for a moment before starting to slowly pace.
"Well, I think that we can rule out America, any clan would kill her if she came anywhere near them…and I doubt Mexico or Canada, but South America is still a possibility. Let's keep trackers in England, it's possible she could return. Check in with clans in Europe and check Egypt, I can't imagine her going any further south…maybe South Africa, but it's doubtful. Check with the clans in Northern China and Japan, she could be hiding there…and that should be all."
The many advisors dispersed from the room, their orders in their mind. Kathleen turned back to William.
"There, happy?" She asked sarcastically. He didn't answer, she hadn't expected him to. "Sir, this whole operation is very confusing. Why do you need to find her if you were so set on letting her go?"
"I didn't realize how bored I would be without her." He quickly answered. "She's my only form of entertainment around here."
"Sir, if you're bored, go do something! You have the means that would allow you to do anything that you wanted!" William nodded.
"Yes, but it wouldn't be the same without Noel." Kathleen sighed, shaking her head and throwing up her hands.
"I don't understand the appeal of that girl!" She exclaimed, her tone frustrated.
"Noel is the only vampire I've known to still value human life." Kathleen scoffed.
"We all value human life."
"No, we value them as food, Noel respects them and allows them to live."
"She has had her fair share of human blood." Kathleen defended.
"Not once in her time here has Noel ever killed a human. Of course, she has had their blood, but she always waits until it is brought to her. Even then, she makes a cut and gathers the blood in a glass. She has refused to give in to her feral instincts. That is why I like Noel, because she has still managed to hold onto her humanity." Kathleen scoffed against, sticking out her chin.
"We'll see how long she can survive in the world of humans living on birds and cats…it won't be too long before we see her again." William nodded, closing his eyes in deep thought.
"I hope that you're right."
Note to self: this was a really bad idea.
Noel had regretted her choice within a number of days. It was harder to control herself then she had originally thought. First off, she was under constant observation. There was never a moment when she didn't have at least two teachers tagging after her. They said that they just happened to be going the same direction, but Noel knew better. They had probably worked out a schedule so that they could all watch her until she was put in her room. Yes, she as locked in every night, both with actual locks and spells. She understood their reasoning, but she couldn't help but feel like a caged animal. Then there was the fact that they would never allow her to sit anywhere except the closest place to the head table. It didn't help that every single student was afraid of her. They scrambled to get out of her way when she walked down the hall, and nobody ever sat next to her during class.
She was completely alienated.
Again, note to self: this was a very, very bad idea.
She sat at the head of her table, completely alone by a distance of at least twenty feet. They had desperately scrunched together in an effort to stay away from her. Noel quietly wondered if they realized how much they were hurting her. She was suddenly snapped from her thoughts when she heard Filch waddling towards her. The only person that didn't seem to fear her was him, which obviously wasn't much help. She obviously couldn't make friends with him, that would just be pathetic.
He placed a tall glass in front of her, filled close to the brim with blood. Hmm, a deer tonight, that was a nice change of pace. And it was still warm. Noel offered him a weak smile.
"Thanks." She muttered. He shrugged with a scowl before limping away. She sighed and stared at the glass. She wasn't even that hungry, so she pushed the glass away and slouched against the table. She had forgotten how awful school could be, especially for the new kid. For these smart Ravenclaw kids, they sure were being stupid.
"She looks lonely, don't you think?" Neville asked with his eyes focused on the back of Noel's head.
"Of course she's lonely, nobody's talked to her since she got here." Hermione quickly answered. "Anybody with a brain knows that you should stay away from a vampire, especially you Neville. She attacked you and drank your blood."
"I'm surprised that you're not walking around like her." Ron commented with a chuckle. Neville saw Noel's head turn towards them slightly, but she kept her eyes down. She must have been listening.
"I still feel bad for her." He muttered.
"Why would Dumbledore accept a vampire? Isn't it dangerous for her to even smell us?" Harry asked. Hermione shook her head.
"Who knows? Knowing him, Dumbledore has something in mind." Neville continued to stare at Noel, tuning out all conversation. She looked so utterly tragic, completely alone shrouded in black robes. He knew that feeling of alienation, and he couldn't imagine that she was very happy.
"I think that I should go sit with her." Neville suddenly said. Before anybody could object, he picked up his plate and cup and strode over to the Ravenclaw table. Every eye was upon him as he moved quietly towards her.
Noel's eyes suddenly widened. She could smell him coming, and he smelled so good. She grasped the glass and instantly started to chug, wanting to avoid the mess from the other day. She sucked down the last drop before he plopped down across from her.
"Hey." He said, suddenly very uncomfortable. She wiped her mouth with the edge of her sleeve and stared at him.
"Aren't you afraid of me?"
"Yes." He quickly replied. "But you looked lonely, so I thought that I'd sit with you…and I figured that if we became friends, you wouldn't eat me." Noel smirked.
"I don't plan to eat anybody. I plan to finish school here and then leave, nobody harmed."
That won't be long, I heard that you've gone from a first year to a fourth year." Noel shrugged.
"It's not so hard, some of these things I've known for years." She watched him start to eat, noticing how small his bites were and how slow he ate. He had been raised with manners. "I don't believe that we've been properly introduced." She reached a hand across the table. "I'm Noel Jeffers." He wiped his hands on his pants before taking her hand.
"I'm Neville Longbottom." His face suddenly went pale as his eyes focused on her hand. "You're so cold…" He muttered.
"I know, it kinda comes with the territory." She said as she took back her hand. His scent still lingered on her hand and Noel was happy that she had chugged all that blood.
"Neville, why are you sitting with me if you're so scared?" She asked. "I wouldn't blame you if you kept your distance like everybody else."
"I'm tired of everybody thinking that I'm such a scardy cat. I'm in Gryffindor, I should be brave." Noel giggled.
"So you're going to prove that you're brave by sitting with a vampire?"
"Yeah…" Noel laughed.
"That's not brave, that's just stupid." Neville sunk in his seat as Noel laughed and shook her head. "I could jump over the table, rip you limb from limb, and drain your body of every last drop of blood…" She stared at him as his shoulders began to shake. "But I won't, you're my blood soul, I couldn't imagine killing you." Neville furrowed his brow together.
"What's a blood soul?"
"Once in a while, a vampire finds a human that they cannot resist. It's their blood, it has a special control over all of us. Once we find our blood soul, we either kill them and eat them, or we make them one of us and make them our mate."
"Mate?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Like husband and wife, but the initial attraction is purely sexual." He stared at her with a dropped jaw as she traced a finger around the rim of her glass.
"You're sexually attracted to me?" Noel quickly nodded.
"Extremely, but don't worry, I won't touch you." Neville nervously swallowed.
"Well that's a first."
"Neville, I appreciate the gesture of friendship, I really do, but it would be safer for you if you stayed away…and try to avoid cutting yourself." Before he would answer, Noel gracefully stood up and began to walk away. The hall lost half of its volume as everybody watched her walk down the center aisle and then out of the main doors. Neville stayed in his spot as the hall suddenly exploded in a whirl of conversation. He couldn't finish the rest of his dinner, it no longer appealed to him. He was aware of the risk that he was taking, but why wouldn't he be her friend? Maybe she just liked being alone, it was probably what she preferred.
"Hey Longbottom!" A voice rang out across the hall, making everybody shut their mouths to listen. "What, no humping this time?" Neville pushed away from the table as the Slytherins laughed from their table. They thought that they were so damn funny, especially Malfoy.
"You're just upset that you don't have anything to jerk off to tonight." Neville called over before he pushed open the door and walked away. There was a loud roll of laughter and groans of enjoyment. Malfoy sunk down in his seat as Hermione watched with a wide smile.
"That was a first for Neville." She commented. Ron laughed.
"Maybe he should hang out with that vampire more often."
