Chapter 14

"It's surprising how much of memory is built around things unnoticed at the time."

- Barbara Kingsolver

Meanwhile, Tristan took a step forward out of the shadows with a grin on his lips. He pressed his finger against his cold lips as if he could still feel the electricity he felt when he kissed her cheek. "Did she feel the same thing as well?" Tristan thought.

"Does this mean you're ready?" Adam asked him as he also stepped out of the shadows, but across the room.

"I will never be ready, Adam." Tristan confessed. "How am I supposed to tell Kyra that she's Hermione Granger?"

Fall was almost over and winter was coming soon. Kyra sniffed the air, smiling because she loved the winter and the coldness of the white snow. When Kyra was turned, she couldn't believe the image of snow falling from the gray clouds; it was a memorizing sight to her. But it also gave her a flashback of a white owl. It was her first flashback back then.

"Kyra," She looked up from her book and saw Professor Snape standing near her in his black clothing. He was like a shadow, hiding from the sun's light. "Here is another potion for your cravings. Mr. Matthews explained to me about them."

"Thank you. Um, Seve –Professor? I was wondering….can you make a potion to reveal my human eyes?" Kyra asked him softly, not wanting the students to overhear their private conservation. She looked up saw his questionably look. "Like you did with Tristan."

The dark haired man looked at the vampire with interest. "Why do you want to have this potion?"

Kyra closed her book softly on her lap and didn't dare to look at him. "I keep getting small flashes that connect with something I see. If…perhaps if I see my humans eyes maybe I'll be able to see things clearer in my flashbacks." She explained to him.

Severus stared at the vampire for a while before responding. "I'll do my best." He said and walked away, his cloak flowing behind him.

"Thank you," she whispered.

But before Kyra could go back to reading her book, she smelled something delicious scenting the air. And she realized it was blood. Quickly, Kyra gulped the potion in her lips and felt more in control with her cravings but she could still smell the luscious scent. "Stop it! Leave him alone!" A girl cried and Kyra noticed a small crowd of green was surrounding two people in red.

Kyra closed her book as she walked to them and saw it was upperclassmen of Slytherins taunting younger Gryffindor students. The boys were kicking the young man that was lying on the ground and using their wands at him whiles the Gryffindor girl stood there screaming and crying. Kyra didn't know what possess her to do this, "Hey, why don't you pick someone your own size you prick?"

The Slytherin boys turned their heads with their prying and perverted eyes. "What's it to ya, mudblood?"

Kyra stared at the blonde-haired boy confused, not knowing the meaning of that word he used. But it sounds so familiar…and hurtful and she felt all of a sudden, angry. That isn't a good emotion when you are facing a vampire. "Leave the poor boy alone and you won't get hurt." Kyra cautioned them but they didn't take the hint because they were laughing at her.

"I'm warning you."

"Oh? And what is one muggle born going to do about it?" He questioned her.

Kyra smirked at him and pointed her wand down at his feet, "Colloshoo!" She yelled and watched as his shoes were stuck to the ground with a sticky ectoplasm. She laughed as the boy tried to move his feet but only managed to move his body from left to right. "That was just a test run."

"Incarecrous!" One of them yelled at her but Kyra was quicker than any wizard or human and flipped herself backwards as rope tied nothing in her vacant spot.

"Nice try, boy." Kyra taunted.

"Stupfey!"

"Ventus!"

A strong force pushed Kyra away, hit her back hard on a tree, and slowly, slide down groaning in pain. Before she was anger but now, she's furious. Quickly, she ran over to the dark haired boy that stood next to the blonde one and put her hand around his neck, lifting him up. "Leave the Gryffindor students alone, do you hear me?" Kyra told him, could smell the fear in him, and was surprised that he was actually whimpering like an animal. How pathetic.

"Drop him, girl." A deep voice said behind her. Kyra turned around and saw it was Draco Malfoy and his groups of goons.

"My name isn't girl. It's Kyra." She snapped at him. "And no to your previous demand because I think he needs to learn an important lesson about bullying younger kids."

"I said drop him," Draco said with more force in his voice and pointed his wand at her.

Kyra rolled her eyes at him and stared at the boy in front of him. "Did you understand your lesson already?" The boy squeaked a yes and Kyra dropped him. She giggled seeing him and his friends run away but leaving their previous member stuck to the ground. "Honestly, are all Slytherins so dumb-witted?"

"Why don't you shut up, mudblood?"

"What is that word?" Kyra thought as she stared at Draco and felt more anger building up in her.

"If you want my suggestion, you and your goons should go back to the dungeons where you belong," Kyra suggested.

"No one asked for your opinion, you filthy little mudblood."

Kyra stared at Draco and suddenly, she moaned clutching her head.

"At least no one in the Gryffindor team had to buy their way in; they got in by pure talent." A girl said to Malfoy but Kyra couldn't see her face.

The smug look on Malfoy's face flickered, "No one ask your opinion, you filthy little Mudblood," He spat at her.

Ron plunged his hand into his robes, pulling out his wand, yelling, "You'll pay for that one, Malfoy."

Kyra gasped as the flashback was over and saw Draco Malfoy staring at her like she was freak and with confusion.

"What's wrong, mudblood?" Draco laughed but stopped instantly and backed away, seeing Kyra's eyes darkened for a moment.

"What's going on out here?" Tristan yelled, stepping in the middle. He turned to Kyra, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, Tristan. We're done with our not-so-civilized conservation." Kyra snarled and took her belongings from the bench and walked away.

"Kyra!" Tristan yelled, running after her in human speed. "What happened back there?"

"Those humans were annoying me," she told him as she continued walking, passing the wandering eyes of students in the hallways.

Tristan grabbed her wrist, pulled her into an empty classroom, and closed the door behind him, "Tell me the truth."

"Those Slytherin idiots were beating up a poor boy and were just laughing about it. I had to something and they were lucky that I took my extra craving potion before I went up to them." Kyra told him. She saw his disapproving look and walked away, sitting on top of a desk. "I know, I know. But…they had to learn a lesson about bullying people."

"Kyra, bullying is something you can't stop. It's been going around for ages and trust me, it's hard to watch people do that to other people including to children." Tristan said to her. "But you have to restrain yourself from them and not be like them."

"How can I be like them?"

"Well, you were threatening them and put a spell on that one boy –which I thought was hilarious." Tristan added.

Kyra chuckled as she rolled her eyes at him, and clutched her head again as she felt another flashback come into her head.

"It means 'dirty blood'. Mudblood is a foul name for someone who's Muggle-born. Someone with non-magic parents. Someone like me."

"Kyra, what did you see?" Tristan asked her as he walked closer to her.

"Nothing, I didn't see anything. But now I know what Malfoy and his friend called me outside."

"What did they call you?" Tristan asked her.

Kyra chuckled as she put patted his cheek with her hand, "Relax. I can take care of myself. Is that the time? I have to go and meet Hagrid for tea."

"Kyra," Tristan began and she turned around staring at him with her hands ready to open the door. "We never got the chance to talk about what happened in the Great Hall two weeks ago and –"

"Tristan, can we talk about this another time? I don't want to be late for tea with Hagrid." Kyra told him. "We'll talk later tonight in my room, okay?"

"So now our conservation is turned into an appointment, Kyra?" Tristan asked her, pretending to be hurt but he really was but he didn't want her to know that.

Kyra chuckled and opened the door, "Just be there on time, Tristan Matthews."

A/N: I am so sorry it took me so long to update this chapter, I was having a little writer's block for this chapter. But now I have a question for everyone, what do you want to happen between Tristan and Kyra?

Please comment and answer my question!

-DisneyRBD