There was no more threats form the other vampires yet I had a feeling that
their silence was more deadly. All the ones I had made were dead as was my
master so I had no connection to their thoughts. I had lied to Ron
however. My thought dwelt on the past long after he left my room. There
was one I forced into my blood. He was my first, after a hundred years of
being a vampire my master thought it was time for me to take a wakened
lover instead of visiting them in a dream. I had found the perfect one.
Jonathan. He knew me, accepted me, and I had never known I was lonely until
that night. But one night I grew greedy. I drank too much. Jonathan was
at the point of death and I did not wish him dead so I gave him my blood.
He was not ready. He was too human to ever live in a world of darkness.
He refused to drink blood. His skin grew drawn and pale and I begged him
to drink. Still he refused. He was killed, not by myself but by a town
mob that thought he was possessed. His body was cut into pieces to rid it
of evil spirits. I remember feeling him die.
I did not bring anyone else across for a long time. But again I knew the loneness of dreams and wished another. David was next and he lived as a vampire for a very long time. I also remember Luke however. It was the year 865. I don't know why I remember that particular date, years usually blur together. But Luke was so eager for my blood that only a year after being my lover he became of my blood. He was a mistake. He thought nothing of killing two or three humans a night, calling them sheep, simply food. He risked us all and my master reappeared to kill him but I refused. I ended up breaking his spine myself. He was too careless. There had been other throughout the years most recently the last seven whom I had brought across all within the last 400 years. I killed them only a month ago. That shocked me.
Mostly they had been men, lovers who asked for my blood to be with me always. The problem was when they took my blood they ceased to be my lover. Although it was a closer bond then any human can experience we could not be together as we once were. It had been the same with my master.
After I left my village with him I share my bed with him but it was so unlike my wedding bed. He thought not of his own pleasure but of his own. It was not as I was taught. Little did I know my pleasure became his pleasure through my own. Vampires bodies do not work as humans do. Only when I became a vampire did I fully understand, the feeding off the pleasure of others.
Ron continued to seek me out as often as I him. My class was interrupted the first week in December by Remus who needed to talk to me. I walked stepped into the hall. It seems Prof. Snape had been hearing rumors of vampires joining Voldemort. Dumbledore wanted to see me after my class. A large bang made me leave Remus in the hall and back into the classroom. Ron and Draco were fighting fist to fist. I pulled them apart noticing both were bleeding. "What is this about?" My hands were on each of their chest as their friends held each of them back.
"He attacked me." Draco shouted ready to lunge at Ron again.
"You liar." Ron was harder to hold back.
"Everyone leave class is over. You two sit. Now."
The children filed out Harry and Hermione the last to leave giving Ron worried looks. Ron licked his lip, touching it with his fingers to find it bleeding. Draco had a small cut near his eye. I had to get them out of the room quickly but I knew I must act as their teacher. Draco's blood smelled sweet but Ron's I needed.
"You both have detention, tomorrow night, here."
"But Ms…."Draco started.
"You wish for two nights?" He stopped. "You two have constant problem and it does not matter who started what, you are both too old for these fights and I will to have it in my classroom. Now go." Draco got up quickly wiping the small cut with the sleeve of his robe. Ron was slower.
"I'm sorry." He said once Draco disappeared.
"You can not let him provoke you." I touched his face. "You are still bleeding." I leaned forward and licked the side of his mouth.
"Et Umm." A cough, I turned, Remus was still waiting for me. I was distracted by Ron I didn't notice him. Ron quickly grabbed him things and rushed passed the Professor clearly embarrassed.
"Dumbledore is waiting." He walked with me down the hall. "Do you think that is wise?"
"I trust Ron and I need him. I would never hurt him."
"He the only one."
"Yes."
We reached Dumbledore's office without another word.
Professor Snape did have news. Some vampires had pledged to the Dark Lord and were killing those who did not, wizard and vampire. Their new master had promised the blood of the muggles, they gave no thought to killing their own kind. Voldermort wanted the blood of the vampires but was to weak in his human form to loose the blood necessary for the change. To me it seemed the vampires who joined were all under a thousand years old.
I was asked if I knew any vampires who would join our side now to fight Voldermort. I knew of some, if they were still alive who might but I had no idea on how to find them. WE can usually stay hidden when we want to be hidden.
.
I did not bring anyone else across for a long time. But again I knew the loneness of dreams and wished another. David was next and he lived as a vampire for a very long time. I also remember Luke however. It was the year 865. I don't know why I remember that particular date, years usually blur together. But Luke was so eager for my blood that only a year after being my lover he became of my blood. He was a mistake. He thought nothing of killing two or three humans a night, calling them sheep, simply food. He risked us all and my master reappeared to kill him but I refused. I ended up breaking his spine myself. He was too careless. There had been other throughout the years most recently the last seven whom I had brought across all within the last 400 years. I killed them only a month ago. That shocked me.
Mostly they had been men, lovers who asked for my blood to be with me always. The problem was when they took my blood they ceased to be my lover. Although it was a closer bond then any human can experience we could not be together as we once were. It had been the same with my master.
After I left my village with him I share my bed with him but it was so unlike my wedding bed. He thought not of his own pleasure but of his own. It was not as I was taught. Little did I know my pleasure became his pleasure through my own. Vampires bodies do not work as humans do. Only when I became a vampire did I fully understand, the feeding off the pleasure of others.
Ron continued to seek me out as often as I him. My class was interrupted the first week in December by Remus who needed to talk to me. I walked stepped into the hall. It seems Prof. Snape had been hearing rumors of vampires joining Voldemort. Dumbledore wanted to see me after my class. A large bang made me leave Remus in the hall and back into the classroom. Ron and Draco were fighting fist to fist. I pulled them apart noticing both were bleeding. "What is this about?" My hands were on each of their chest as their friends held each of them back.
"He attacked me." Draco shouted ready to lunge at Ron again.
"You liar." Ron was harder to hold back.
"Everyone leave class is over. You two sit. Now."
The children filed out Harry and Hermione the last to leave giving Ron worried looks. Ron licked his lip, touching it with his fingers to find it bleeding. Draco had a small cut near his eye. I had to get them out of the room quickly but I knew I must act as their teacher. Draco's blood smelled sweet but Ron's I needed.
"You both have detention, tomorrow night, here."
"But Ms…."Draco started.
"You wish for two nights?" He stopped. "You two have constant problem and it does not matter who started what, you are both too old for these fights and I will to have it in my classroom. Now go." Draco got up quickly wiping the small cut with the sleeve of his robe. Ron was slower.
"I'm sorry." He said once Draco disappeared.
"You can not let him provoke you." I touched his face. "You are still bleeding." I leaned forward and licked the side of his mouth.
"Et Umm." A cough, I turned, Remus was still waiting for me. I was distracted by Ron I didn't notice him. Ron quickly grabbed him things and rushed passed the Professor clearly embarrassed.
"Dumbledore is waiting." He walked with me down the hall. "Do you think that is wise?"
"I trust Ron and I need him. I would never hurt him."
"He the only one."
"Yes."
We reached Dumbledore's office without another word.
Professor Snape did have news. Some vampires had pledged to the Dark Lord and were killing those who did not, wizard and vampire. Their new master had promised the blood of the muggles, they gave no thought to killing their own kind. Voldermort wanted the blood of the vampires but was to weak in his human form to loose the blood necessary for the change. To me it seemed the vampires who joined were all under a thousand years old.
I was asked if I knew any vampires who would join our side now to fight Voldermort. I knew of some, if they were still alive who might but I had no idea on how to find them. WE can usually stay hidden when we want to be hidden.
.