Disclaimer: I really do not own Harry Potter at all. Not even one measly character. I wish I did a lot of the time, but I don't.

Author's Note: Okay you guys. Here's the update. I just wanted to let you all know that I have finished writing every chapter for this story except the last one. So I'll be working on that one and updating every few weeks or so I guess. So no worries for you all about me abandoning this story, because I won't. Hope you like this chapter!

YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE IT, EVEN IF I TOLD YOU

Chapter 11

A Confusing Search

The Shoppe that had attracted Hermione's attention looked as if it were squashed in between two other Shoppes'. There was no window, just an old sign above the door that said, 'Answers'.

A brittle wind seemed to rattle Hermione's bones and she shivered. Taking a few steps, she reached the door and opened it. Surprisingly, there was no squeak of rusty hinges as Hermione would have expected. Just silence.

Against her conscience, Hermione took a few more steps into the gloomy place. It was empty of human, or vampire life. The walls and ceiling were painted black and there was a table in the middle of the room, up on a platform. On the middle of the table was what looked like an upside down fishbowl. A crystal ball, Hermione realized.

"Can I help you?"

Hermione heart almost shattered in fright as a vampire appeared out of mid air in front of her. He was wearing long black robes that made him seem taller then he actually was. His long, slippery looking black hair was tied back in a pony tail. Sharp, yellow eyes made him appear cat-like and his bone white fangs glistened in the dark.

Hermione cleared her throat and tried to say something, but her speech seemed near impossible. She felt half hypnotized as she stared into this strange vampire's eyes.

As if he sensed her predicament, the vampire grasped Hermione's hand in his and kissed it. "It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. I am Seev. Is there anything in particular that you may need my help with?"

"Uhhh...ummm...well, that is..." Come on Hermione! You can talk! "I was just looking for information of some kind.

Seev made a sweeping motion with his hand. "What kind of information are you searching for, Hermione?"

Hermione looked startled. How does he know my name? "I was looking for a way to break a spell that my friend is under. A witch cast it a while ago and it would mean everything if I could break it, or possibly find some kind of counter curse."

"Ahhh," Seev murmured, "You want to help Harry Potter."

Hermione blushed. Why am I blushing? Oh yea, because I love him. But how does he know that it's Harry I wish to help? "Y-yes. Is that possible?"

Seev sighed. "I do have information on a way to break the spell. But it does not come free."

Hermione looked worried. "But I don't have any money!"

"Ohhh do not worry, for it is not money that I am after," Seev smirked.

Hermione just about broke his nose. "If you're implying I sleep with you for the information, well, too bad!"

Seev laughed, low and evil. "It is not that which I want," he replied.

"Oh, well then, anything. I'll do anything to get that information," Hermione suddenly cried out.

Seev walked slowly towards her. When he was inches from her face he finally spoke, "I want your blood."

Hermione almost laughed. "What are you going to do? Kill me?"

Seev ignored her pathetic attempt to grasp the situation. He reached out and tucked her hair behind her ear and then pushed it back so that her neck was exposed. "Kill you, no. Taste you, yes." With that, he leaned forward, teeth bared, towards her neck.

Hermione was in full panic mode now. "Wait!" she cried, pushing him back. Seev looked startled and then slowly settled back into his intimidating self. "So what are you going to do? Bite me? Suck my blood out of me?"

"I will only take enough to pay for the information. And do not worry, you shall not die," Seev explained. His eyes started to glaze over.

Hermione thought this over. "But...won't I turn into a vampire?" she nearly whispered it, afraid she might offend him.

Seev laughed and Hermione trembled. "No you will not turn into a vampire. You will not die. You have nothing to worry about."

Hermione shut her eyes and thought about it. She wanted the information so badly. This seemed to be the only way to get it and she had said she would be willing to give her life for Harry. There would be no dying involved with getting this information...so what was the catch?

Opening her eyes, Hermione glanced over at Seev. His eyes were completely glazed over now and he seemed to be consumed by emotion. Or something like that.

Blood lust.

He wants my blood!

Oh.my.gawd.

I should do it to save Harry.

He's freaking lusting after my blood. He's a freak!

You said you would do anything to save Harry. Even give your life. Don't you love him?

Oh gawd. Yes I love him.

Then do this.

Okay.

And with that, Hermione gave in to her conscience. She nodded at Seev and he nearly enveloped her. Hermione felt him brush the hair off her neck, then there was a few seconds of suspense, the, the pain.

Hermione felt like all the strength was being sucked out of her. All feeling was draining away and being replaced by a vast and empty darkness.

Just when Hermione thought she was going to pass out, Seev pulled away and leaned into her ear.

"Master Collins has the device to cure young Potter. You must kill the vampire, but leave the man. Separate the two beings and he will be cured."

Hermione tried to ask was it was, but no words would come out. The only thing that seemed to be working was her feet, and they started walking out the door.

Turning around, Hermione took one last look at Seev, with blood running down his chin, then she left.

Her blood.

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Hermione hugged herself as she walked back to Harry's mausoleum. The streets seemed much less crowed, only a few slaves wandered by, then it was deadly silent.

Wiping at her neck, Hermione winced in pain. There were two small holes in her flesh, but blood wasn't coming out. The wound seemed to be healing already.

There was a rustling sound and Hermione ignored it, thinking there was just a mouse, or that the wind had picked up some leaves.

But then there was the soft padding sound of footsteps, and Hermione whirled around. Standing in front of her were three vampires. There was a tall black haired one, a medium heighted blonde, and a shorter red head. They were all wearing tight black leather and, in Hermione's personal opinion, looked like skanks.

Hermione didn't feel like getting into anything, so she tried to side step them. But one of the vampires grabbed Hermione's arm and pushed her back.

Keeping her eyes focused on the ground, Hermione mumbled, "Excuse me, but I really need to hurry along. Could you please move?"

The blonde laughed loudly and the redhead elbowed her sharply. "Dominique! Be serious! The master said to make it a quick job," she turned to the black haired vampire, "what do you think, Soreeyana?"

Soreeyana's green cat eyes narrowed, "I say that you shut your trap, Cheyenne. Just let me do the talking and maybe the job won't be screwed up this time."

Both Dominique and Cheyenne turned their eyes towards the ground, embarrassed.

Hermione was confused. What are they talking about? What job?

Soreeyana turned her attention to Hermione. "Are you Potter's slave?"

"Harry? Well yea I guess...but I don't really appreciate that term," Hermione explained, feeling more confused by the second, "I'm Hermione."

Soreeyana smirked and played with her long hair, twirling it around her finger. "Well, Hermione, I just wanted to tell you not to take it personally when I kill you."

Hermione's eyes widened and she stammered, "W-what?"

But she was cut off when a fist crashed into her face, right between her eyes. Hermione stumbled, seeing stars, then shook her head and ran.

Hermione heard Soreeyana yell to Dominique and Cheyenne, but kept her concentration on running. She made it about a few feet before Cheyenne jumped and caught her ankles, sending Hermione sprawling on the hard ground.

Next thing she knew, Soreeyana was hauling her to her feet by the back of her shirt. Holding Hermione with one clawed fist, Soreeyana started jabbing her sharply in the gut. When the black haired vampire let Hermione go, the poor girl couldn't feel her stomach and fell on the ground from loss of breath.

Before Hermione could even think, all three vampires were kicking her. Everywhere. Every part of Hermione's body was in pain. Hermione prayed to pass out, but she didn't.

They all stepped back and Hermione climbed to her knees and leaned over, spitting out blood. She climbed shakily to her feet.

Fight dammit!

I can't! I'm going to die. Oh my gawd.

A wild roar startled both Hermione and the very violent vampires. Suddenly, Harry was there, throwing the vicious females into a pile and scooping Hermione up and running back home.

Hermione wrapped her arms around Harry's neck and buried her face in the hollow of his neck. Before she knew it, Harry had brought her back to the mausoleum and was setting her gently down on his bed.

Hermione settled back, and the pain became more spaced out. Finally she was able to pass out watching Harry take care of her and Hermione knew she would be safe.

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Okay so that's the chapter...I hope you all loooooved it! Please bear with me for the next bit. I'm starting high school tomorrow and I have no idea what it's going to be like so I don't know when I'm going to be able to update next. Here's the review responses!

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