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Hermione stood as she finished her packing for her weekend trip to London. She grabbed her average looking bag that she bought in her third year at some wizard shop. It had an extension charm. She packed 3 pairs of clothes, several books, and anything they would need in case they would be lost in the middle of nowhere.

The young girl had experienced several incidents where Ron, Harry and herself would either get lost, stuck in the middle of nowhere, or just get away in secluded areas. They had once spent 2 months aimlessly walking in no particular direction because they somehow were practicing apparition in their 3rd year, and ended up in some foreign lake and were missing for a good two months. Each town they would reach, they were still so small and no magical beings were around, they felt so helpless, but that is what drew them so close together.

After that incident, she found the bag and carried it with her wherever she went in case of such situations would happen again. Sure she had her friend Harry, and they were just going to London. But they were going to meet up with a Succubus, and a Vampire. Anything could happen. She closed her bag slinging it over her shoulder as she looked down at her leg that she didn't even need to use crutches for anymore. She still had a slight limp, but was able to walk on her own and not make this trip awkward.

It is early Saturday morning and Harry and Hermione would travel by floo powder in Hargid's home to meet up with the Succubus name Adah. It was somehow ironic that a Succubus' name would literally mean beauty in Hebrew. She was intrigued by just knowing the woman's name. In the end, the name didn't matter. It's the information she has that could be useful to her and her friend. Understand more about war, vampires, and Succubus'.

Harry knocked on the door gently pulling Hermione out of her mind opening the door. "Are you ready?" he asked as he wore muggle clothes and carried a muggle backpack. He wore denim jeans, white tank and a black overshirt. He looked very hansom. His hair was a mess like always, just like all the other Gryffindor's. Really the only boys she knew that cared about their hair, were the Slytherin boys. It amused Hermione as those stuck up boys always cared about their looks, she just wondered who they were trying to impress by looking so "up kept".

Hermione smiled adjusting her muggle sweatshirt she zipped up. It was a size larger than she, but it was comfy and allowed her to me more mobile if needed. She had been through enough experiences to be more on edge, and aware of her surroundings. The young girl had learned to defend herself a while back, but these last few situations made her come to the conclusion to get reacquainted with the several moves she had once learned and is more on guard and able to defend herself like before.

"Ready as I'll ever be." She breathily laughed looking at her friend somewhat excited but dreading this trip. Harry held out his hand, she easily took it and they were off to Hagrid's. Not even 5 minutes later, they arrived knocking on his door as the sun was just rising above the forbidden forest. Hagrid greeted the young wizards with a kind cheeky smile he always gave his little friends. Once the young ones entered, they noticed headmaster was standing next to the fireplace examining the knick knacks Hagrid casually placed along the mantle.

They stood frozen shocked that headmaster was there. Sure Harry told him what our plan was. And even to Hermione's surprise, he agreed. Minerva objected as she was in the same room with Harry and Hermione. Obviously Harry and Hermione won and were able to go to London for the weekend. But now that they were there, Hermione knew that there had to be strings attached.

"Good morning headmaster." Hermione smiled breaking the awkward silence. Hermione was the one who always broke the silence. She was always able to keep her composure under any circumstances. It also helped that she was a fast thinker. While normally Harry and Ron would still be processing the situation before them. They thanked her again and again for being so level headed about everything. But she had come to realize, if she wasn't the one to be smart in a terrible predicament where their lives would be in danger; they would be dead.

"Good morning Hermione, Harry. Did you two have a restful sleep?" the kind older man asked casually walking towards the table. He motioned for the young wizards to sit, and they instructively did so. "I see that you have healed immensely quickly. And you both seem determined to take this trip to visit a living Succubus for a mere potions paper."

Hermione was annoyed. They had went through this whole spiel earlier this week, and he agreed to let them go. But now his words are as if they were going back on what had been agreed upon. And she felt like she wanted to strangle the old wizard on the spot.

"And you not need worry for me to deny you your small trip. I will keep to what we have agreed to." It was as if those words released all the tension allowing Hermione and Harry to breathe normally again. "For I know Adah personally and I trust you both will be in safe hands while in her care. And 5 points for each of you for being so creative on your research." The old wizard stood up and instinctively the two young wizards followed.

They stopped at the fireplace. Albus motioned them to enter inside the fireplace while Hagrid offered them the bowl of powder. Hermione knew there was something up the headmaster's sleeve. There is no way in the world he would leave them alone in the muggle world. No matter if they were with Minerva or even himself, he would always take extra precaution. Whether everyone knew about it or not; it was like his secret signature that she noticed over time. That sneaky old man is up to something. She thought as Harry took the powder wrapping his free arm around my waist.

Before he threw the powder headmaster wished them good luck while she closed her eyes avoiding the burning green light illuminated behind her eyelids. She felt the rush a whirling around her. Suddenly she was in a different place. She could feel the air was a tad thicker than before. She opened her eyes and saw two people standing before her.

Hermione and Harry stood from the fireplace and were greeted by the two strangers. Both were tall, one male and female. And instantly, Hermione knew exactly why her name was Adah. It was like she owned that name and no one else could ever have it. She was indeed, beautiful. She almost forgot the man who was next to her. But she easily ignored the man as she analyzed the woman.

Beautiful long blonde hair, piercing green eyes, smooth neutral skin, high cheekbones, it was as if nothing was wrong with the woman. She felt as if she was in some sort of trance. But then she felt a nudge next to her, Harry. Immediately she was pulled from the trance and looked at Harry then back at the strangers. "I'm sorry?" Hermione asked confused.

The woman laughed verbally and Hermione almost missed what the man next to her said. "Well, I was just welcoming you two to our home. I'm Brice, and this is Adah." He was a tall 6'4 muscular man. Short brown hair nicely trimmed and combed and a goatee that made him look more like a muggle.

Hermione felt stupid, all she could do was just give an awkward smile. "Oh, im sorry! I must still be disoriented from floo travel. It's not my cup of tea." She lied. Hermione really didn't care about floo travel. But her disorientation was not from the floo, it was from the mysterious being standing before her. Adah, the Succubus that Hermione is so drawn to; worries Hermione to her core. If this woman she just laid eyes on has this much power over her, she is truly has underestimated a Succubus' power.

Then it hit her. Bellatrix. A single thought of the woman came to mind, and somehow she was able to think just a tad be easier and clearer. Just hold onto her and this shall go by a bit smoother. She tried to convince herself. Bella was the reason why she was here. She needed to know answers about Bellatrix. She was determined to get anything she can. For this was her only chance, and she was not going to let anything get in her way. Not even a very attractive, beautiful, mesmerizing succubus.

"It's nice to meet you, my name is Hermione Granger." The young girl offered her hand, and before Brice could respond to the hand, Adah seem to have appeared out of nowhere and was face to face with Hermione. They were a tad bit closer than should be, but all Hermione could do was just stand there and let the woman shake her hand.

"So wonderful to meet you Ms. Granger." Her voice was such a wondrous sing song voice. This was going to be harder than she thought.

Hermione couldn't help a blush though. "Please, just Hermione." She knew she was going to regret saying that, but she still had to treat these people with respect and kindness.

"And I'm Harry Potter." Her best friend stepped forward standing exactly next to Hermione as if almost in a protective manor. He managed to get Hermione to not get sucked into the trance yet again, but got Adah's attention this time. Somehow, her voice was not as soothing and wonderful a second ago. It sounded like any normal feminine tone. Her little glow that framed her body somehow disappeared. But before she started to question, she immediately found the answer.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Potter. Welcome to our home; you both are free to stay here as long as needed. Any friend of Hagrid and Albus', is a friend of ours too. Come lets have some coffee and get down to business shall we?" she motioned to the room behind her and Brice. It was an empty room with hardwood floors and a big coffee table with chairs stations around it. The few short steps it took to get to the table, Hermione noticed that they were in a muggle home with muggle objects and knick knacks. Then it hit her, Brice is a muggle and Adah is a Succubus. How in the world did that come to work out?

Harry and Hermione sat next to one another; and before them were the happy couple who sat across the table. Harry and Hermione both pulled out their books and paper ready to ask the questions they are in need of.

"Before we begin, I want to make sure you are ok with the questions we are about to ask you. And once you have agreed to answer, you must answer them all." Hermione was somewhat thankful but also angered that he would give this woman who has all our answers, a chance to back out of this whole thing!

Harry held out his hand about to make a magical bind. Adah paused staring at his palm for a good minute. Hermione was about to kill Harry, this is until Adah finally took his hand closing the bind.

"Alright." He smiled as he opened to the first page of his questions. "How old are you?"

"247 years old." She looks like she could barely be in her twenties! Hermione mentally freaking out.

"How long have you been a Succubus?"

She leaned forward. "You are not turned. You are born Succubus. It is completely genetic like magic."

Hermione butt in. "But do one or both your parents need to have the gene. Or can there be like a muggle born?"

Adah shook her head. "Only women can be Succubus. Therefore in order to reproduce, a woman needs to find a strong candidate to give his sperm to her to bear a child and live. Sure any man could release his sperm inside me, but I won't get pregnant, I need to have powerful and worthy sperm. And it must be human, or like your term, muggle. Magic, elf, creature, vampire—" Hermione and harry both froze no longer paying attention to the woman. She causally brought up a vampire, as if she had accepted them to her life by just speaking about them.

Neither Harry nor Hermione noticed Adah still talking when Harry interrupted her about sperm and fertility and eggs. "What can you tell us about vampires?" he blurted.

Adah stopped mid-sentence smiling. She looked at us mouth slightly agape trying to figure her next words. She turned her head towards Brice, "sweetie, I really hate doing this to you; but if you could leave the house for a few hours, I promise to repay you." And she ended with a wink.

Brice smiled. He obviously knew about other creatures that walk the earth along with muggles. Hermione though couldn't understand why would she ask him to leave? But even to Hermione's surprise, Brice smiled, kissed his wife very passionately on the lips, and left. This woman is scaring Hermione more and more by the second. And what's worse, is that she doesn't know why.

Hermione, Harry, and Adah sat at the dining table and it's already noon and the young wizards learned things that they never thought possible. Adah apparently didn't know that much about vampires. She was a little put off a first when we asked out of nowhere.

"Now why would you two want to know about vampires?" Adah gave some sort of throaty purr as she placed her head on her hand. She had that look of curiosity on her face. She was somehow making Hermione uncomfortable. As she looked over to her friend, she saw him fidgeting. Be strong Hermione. We didn't come this far to be scared or deterred by a mere succubus. She had to be strong for her friend and get the answers they both need.

Hermione blurted. "We obviously know they exist, we just don't understand why they are swept under the rug in the wizard world. And we thought that since Succubus' have very similar traits to theories what we know about vampires. We just hoped maybe you have met one or two and could tell us about them?"

Adah tilted her head moving her eyes off of Harry and onto Hermione. She felt as if the woman's eyes were staring into her soul. "Is that really it Hermione?" her voice was very sweet and seemed to ring in Hermione's ears.

"It is." She glared at the woman as she thought of Bella. She was able to keep her composure and think whenever she imagined Bellatrix. She will not let this Succubus win.

"Fine." The woman sighed looking away from them both as she looked at the table. She admitted defeat, for now. She explained how she only knew of vampires and saw them. But never came into contact with them. She didn't tell us much about the war except that they were in it. That is all she knew because she wasn't in the war.

She later on started to describe little facts about vampires. "They have fangs, their canines are abnormally longer and thicker." She pointed to her own teeth. "Some are longer than others, but they are not retractable like some human stories say they are. They don't go out into the sun because they will burn and die if come into contact of any sunlight or UV light. They are very strong beings and would not recommend taking any on. It was a surprise to everyone that they lost the war."

Hermione had to but in. "wait a minute. You sound like that vampires were the only ones that were against the witches and wizards. We were told that it was the wizards against magical creatures."

Adah just smiled, "They are a creature, unknown if really of magic. But vampires were the ones to start the war. They build their own army with other magical creatures of course. But they ruled their army." She tilted her head again. "So may I continue or do you both have issues with interrupting people?"

Hermione shook her head. "No, sorry. Please continue."

Adah cleared her throat. "Alright where was I? Oh yes. Very strong, heightened on all 5 senses, they are somewhat similar to Succubus' where their appearance is like an angel. Perfect skin, body, voice, and smell, we are so much alike in that retrospect. We both are the most beautiful creatures, but also the most deadliest. We also feed off of humans. Different ways of course. Vampires suck your blood, while I drink your soul." Both the young wizards tried to resist a hearty gulp as Adah licked her lips. Under the table, Hermione felt her wand in the holster in her sleeve. Ready to use anything on her so we don't get our souls sucked.

"They are also like me. If they drink some of your blood, it won't change you into a vampire nor will it kill you. I can slowly drain you of your soul bit by bit. Vampires can suck your blood bit by bit. Lucky for them though, their little prey can produce more blood, but since humans only have one soul, we got to savor it. As if they were a very rare and expensive wine." She purred as is she was reliving the thought.

"So do you have any idea why our teachers would hide such a thing as vampires from us if they were just as deadly as you?" Harry's comment was a little harsh, but it was important to know.

"Well for one, I didn't try to kill off your race. Besides. Vampires can do one thing I can't."

"And what is that?" Hermione asked when she took too long to finish her statement.

"They can turn someone into one of them. They can't reproduce because they are mostly dead in the first place, no heartbeat, no soul, no live eggs or sperm to reproduce, dead. And so, they only turn a specific sort of species to be the strongest."

Even Harry was annoyed as she didn't finish her comment. It was as if she was drawing it out for dramatic scene. "And what species is that?"

Adah was indeed annoyed of these pushy little children. They were lucky they were cute otherwise she would have killed them already. Specially the brunette. "All vampires were once witches and wizards. Those fires that were always set on the wizard's family homes killing the family and the disappearance of the elves; those families just turned to vampires. And they just took their elves with them. So it's somewhat ironic. During the war, you were technically fighting against your own race."