A/N: I know this Is really short but chapter 11 is even shorter ^^. I'll get these posted quickly so hopefully it makes up for the lack of writing.

I am sorry about chapter 9 and the writing, if and when I found out how, I will correct it.

As always review.

Chapter 10

"Master, Master. Miss McCauley wants to see you in her office right away." The Dracula's boil infested servant hastily passed on the message as he clumsily entered the throne room. The Count took a moment to process this information but once he did, he sprang into action. The Count dropped his issue of Fang Magazine and smiled wickedly.

"She obviously can't resist my animal magnetism any longer. Poor woman being so desperately in love with a man such as I." He spoke like a poet as he got off his throne and walked closer to Renfield. The servant hesitated slightly before correcting his master.

"Actually… It's about master Vlad."

"What!" The Count roared as his eyes turned red and the magazine on the floor burst into flames. The room shook with his fury. Renfield cowered away half closing his eyes not wanting to punished but also wanting to be ready to avoid any that might come his way.

"I'm sorry master. I'm just the messenger." He pleaded for forgiveness. The Count calmed down and his eyes returned to their normal colour.

It wasn't Renfields fault he had to be the bearer of bad news, the Count considered letting him go punishment free but quickly changed his mind. He needed something to cheer him up. Count Dracula clicked his fingers and the ends of his filthy servants shoes set on fire. Renfield ran around the room kicking his feet out of wildly trying to extinguish the flames. After a minute he returned with the ends of his shoes blackened and still smouldering.

"I shall have to win her heart back. It won't be easy, I shall have to use every ounce of my six hundred years' experience." The Count started talking while walking around the room trying to figure out ways to get Miss McCauley to love him when Renfield interrupted.

"Nearly seven hundred." He cut in trying to be helpful. The Count glared at him, he almost hated being interrupted as much as being reminded of his age.

"Every ounce of my six hundred years wisdom but I shall succeed." The Count finished, He was Count Dracula, women fall at his feet, charming one breather woman should be easy enough.

"And how are you going to do that master?" Last time the Count had tried something like this his son had stolen his glory. The Count took a moment to comprise his thoughts then spoke.

"Well you do what every other man does in this situation. Buy her lots of gifts of course!" With that the head of the Dracula family sped off leaving his evil laughter echoing through the halls as he went to get ready to impress Miss McCauley.

About an hour later…

"Mr Count, What took you so long?" Miss McCauley asked, she'd specifically told Renfield it was urgent so when he didn't show in the first ten minutes, she'd assumed she couldn't attend. The Count just smiled at her, hoping she'd noticed the effort he'd put into his looks. He had his hair combed back and wearing practically tight leather to try and impress her. He then slid into a chair opposite her with unnatural ease.

"You wanted to see me?" His voice was smooth like silk.

"Yes. Vlad was kicked out of home economics." Alex told Vlads father, normally she wouldn't involve the parents in a small matter like this but since it was completely out of character for Vlad and they weren't exactly hard to reach with them living in the school grounds she thought she might aswell, she did enjoy the Counts company anyway. The Count leant back into the chair folding his legs and tapping his fingers together.

"Really… fascinating." The Count wasn't really paying much attention to the conversation, that was his standard reply to most things and Miss McCauley knew it all too well.

"This is serious. Now that Erin's back I hoped this rebelling would have stopped but it hasn't. Can you have a talk to him for me?" Alex asked gently, she wasn't one to ask favours but she never had any luck getting through to Vlad so hoped his father would have better luck.

The Count was conflicted. He wasn't sure how to feel about this news. On one side Vlad was rebelling against the rules and inhibiting vampiric behaviour but while doing so, he'd caused Miss McCauley trouble. He always wanted Vlad to be bad but for some reason it troubled him that Miss McCauley was upset by his behaviour. He silently wished he could hypnotise her but for some reason unknown to him, she was still immune.

"Yes leave it with me." He couldn't help himself, when she asked him for something he just couldn't say no.

"Thanks… Ohh before I forget I wanted to thank you for talking to Renfied for me. It seems to have worked as I haven't been receiving any more gifts."

"Excellent. Was there any other business you wanted to discuss?" The Count said rubbing his hands together, he wanted to get away from the business side of his visit and on the personal.

"No, I think that's it." The head teacher replied innocently. The Count slipped a red rectangular box onto the desk between them.

"Consider it a congratulations on an outstanding Ofsted report." As Alex opened the box, her eyes widened at what was inside. The Count's smile just grew; he hoped that meant she liked it.

Miss McCauley held it up to eye level marvelling at it. What was inside the box and now in her hand was a silver chained necklace with an emerald gem hanging from it. The chain was thin but she could see the superior quality of it and the fine cut of the emerald as the light seemed to pass straight through it.

"Mr Count… you shouldn't have." She muttered quietly, no-one had ever given her such an expensive gift before.

"Ohh don't be batty. You deserve it and more." Count Dracula swiftly and silently got up from his seat and moved behind Miss McCauley to put it on her. The Count saw the vein in her neck pulsing with blood, he could smell it beneath her skin. It was a rich smell that triggered his darker side. The Counts eyes glowed red and his fangs dropped down ready to puncture this breather's neck when she spoke.

"Thank you Mr Count. You really are charming." Alex's voice seemed to wash over him removing all the temptation to drink her blood away so he quickly retracted his fangs and finished putting the necklace on her.

Maybe this breather stuff is easier then I thought.

A/N: This chapter isn't really necessary to the main plot of my story but I want to try and carry on from season 3 and that means carrying on all the side plots like the Count's + Miss McCauley's relationship. I will do a bit more about them later on but I'll try to keep to the plot line =)

If you think I've missed out any side plots that you want me to include Review and tell me xD