Chapter 2:
A few nights later in the Dracula household found the Count busying himself researching the mysterious group of dark wizards that he and Vlad had observed, while drinking a few of his favourite vintages. Ingrid meanwhile was pretending to be interested in the latest copy of Fang Magazine but was actually spying on her brother Vlad who been acting weird lately, well in Ingrid's mind Vlad had always been weird, but his recent behaviour was extra weird. He'd been going out nearly ever night and Ingrid was determined to find out why. So Ingrid decided that tonight she would follow him to see where he was going.
Ingrid briefly lost Vlad over the east end of London and it was smell of blood and sound of fighting that allowed Ingrid to find her brother. Well to call it fighting was being kind it was more of a slaughter really. There three bodies the ground in pools of blood, only two of them still had heads, Vlad, Ingrid's wimp of a little brother who never use to be able to stand the sight of blood was currently up against the wall draining the life out of a fourth man with his fangs while a pair of women were cowering up the corner in abject terror.
When he was finished Vlad dropped the lifeless corpse to the ground and calmly walked over the two women picked them up off the grounded. Looked them in the eyes, with his glowing yellow, and with a snap of fingers said "remember nothing of this, now go". Vlad turned and started to check his jacket for stains when he heard a voice behind say "so this is how you've been spending your nights, turning the criminals of old London town into an all you can eat buffet" Ingrid then started tutting "and where was my invitation"
Vlad turned and started walking away completely ignoring his sister who proceeded to shout at his steadily retreating form "so I'm being blanked by the new scourge the criminal underworld, hey wait for me batman"
Ingrid was making fun of her brothers unlife choices when the two vampires returned home "after you Mr Wayne" Ingrid mocked.
"Since when do you now about Breather comic books" Vlad fired back.
"I've umm … seen the movie dork" Ingrid said a tad to defensively as they both made their way into the throne room.
"Ah ha" the Count cried out slamming his hand down on the table "I have them" the Count looked triumphantly at his children.
"Well tell us then we don't have forever" Ingrid said.
"Well technically we do" Vlad joked.
"It's a figure of speech garlic breath" Ingrid said with venom in her voice.
"Enough the both of you" the Count thundered, with actual thunder. "now as I was saying I have discovered through my extensive research…"
"you flicked through a few newspapers and a read a memo from the high council" Ingrid muttered.
"yes very taxing work" the Count said
"Work! You don't know the meaning of the word" Ingrid continued still muttering.
The Count carried on ignoring what his daughter had said "those wizards we saw are called Death Eaters and are lead someone called Lord Voldemort"
"Where do they come up with these names" Vlad said shaking his head "so anyway what do these Death Eaters do?"
"I'm not really sure, they seem to be some form of militant faction that is engaged in a civil war with the current magical government of this country, there are some of their potential allies somewhere in the council's memo" the Count proceeded to look for said memo and said "Fenrir Greyback. Uh they've allied with that uncivilised barbarian; the man has no manners at all" the Count looked visibly disgusted. "Any way we need to tread carefully as you my son have already killed on of them and we don't wish to appear like we have chose a side in their silly squabble. Last thing we need is to be dragged into this mess" the Count said looking pointedly at his son and heir.
"Yes staying out it will give little Vlady over there more time to eat his way through all the Breather criminals of this fair island home of ours" Ingrid said while laughing.
"Is this true Vladimir" the Count said sternly. When Vlad didn't respond "I'm very disappointed in you Vladimir… Where was my invitation?" the Count then started his trade mark evil laugh.
"That what I said" Ingrid got out through laughs of her own
"Uh go walk in the sun, both of you" Vlad shot out before flitting out the room angrily.
"Language Vladimir" the shouted to a room now void of his son, before going back to laughing and joking with Ingrid "so much for peaceful coexistence"
"shush don't remind him" Ingrid said sharply.
Lucius Malfoy was currently sat in a fancy coffee shop in diagon alley having a late breakfast with Augustus Rookwood renowned ministry employee, unspeakable and unknown to every one in the building but the person he was currently conversing with a Death Eater. Most of the shops of Diagon Alley were closed or suffering from a extreme lack customers but not this particular establishment as there select clientele had nothing to fear from Death Eaters. "So it official then a vampire stalks the streets of London once again, when was the last time this happened?" Lucius asked with a chuckle.
Rookwood speaking with a knowing smirk of someone who had been present in the very ministry meeting were this very thing had been discussed "1889 but yes it is now official, at least 10 muggles have been found dead. The Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures have confirmed that they are all the work of the same vampire" he then preceded to lean forward as if to share an important secret "this has been considered a serious breach of the statute of secrecy, the department heads are running around like enraged hippogriffs trying to blame everyone else" he finished with a laugh.
"Have the ministry got any closer to locating this errant vampire?" Lucius questioned.
"Have they?" Rookwood laughed "most of the idiots and filth they've got working for them these days barely know one end of a broom from another. No they are assembling a task force to track it down" he finished.
Lucius Malfoy chose this moment to divulge the information that he possessed "The Dark Lord has none of those failings, he has discovered the oh what would you call it the den, lair of this creature. Anyway it is at some muggle school in the north".
"Did you say a muggle school?" Rookwood asked confused
"Yes perhaps it likes to play with its food" Malfoy said with a laugh.