Surprisingly, Alucard has no problem teaching the students, they don't want
to learn, and he doesn't really want to force them. Hufflepuff and
Ravenclaw are the worst, Slytherin the most annoying and Gryffindor the
most admirable. Most of the students seem to fear him, there is no way from
him to hide what he is, and it isn't likely that he would. There was one in
particular that caught his attention; he never got all the way through
something because she would always ask a question that would take the rest
of the class to explain.
"Miss Granger, please. To explain this will take longer than I have, you want to know come by after dinner tonight and you will have your explanation."
"Thank you."
"Now, back to the.."
Interruptions, though not from a student. Professor McGonagall came in the room, slowly, remarking her house.
"Professor, may I borrow you for a moment?"
"Copy the questions on the board and answer them. What is it Professor?"
"There's been another attack, in the main hall, a Gryffindor."
No need to reply, he exited the class in a slow walk, as though the action wasn't too important to him, though after a bit of the ways he broke into a faster pace, making it to the Great Hall in no time. In the middle of the floor was a gruesome mess, but surprisingly the boy was still alive. Just barely, bending down and looking at him, there was no way he was going to live a whole lot longer.
"A monster..it had many eyes, and then only two..it was like a big dog..."
"It's a Hell Hound...dammit."
A gunshot rang through the corridors, reaching not only Dumbledore in his office, but also the students in class. Hermione, Harry and Ron, who were a little shocked when their professor had left them in the classroom alone, followed the sound and found their friends' mangled body with Alucard over him, a smoking gun in his hand. Gasping, Hermione sheltered her eyes as Alucard turned towards them.
"Neville.. After everything, the creature got Neville."
"Professor, you shot him?"
Hermione was wobbling and shaking a little; Alucard replaced the gun in the holster and came towards her. She was trying to get to Neville, but he grabbed her.
"Don't, just leave him. I'll clean him up later."
"But."
"Shh. Harry, take her back to the class and the rest of you remain there."
He watched them go; Hermione in Harry's arms, sobbing. Shaking his head, he went to the boy, picking up his body, or what was left of it and starting to take it to Madame Pomfrey; he didn't get that far. At the end of the hall was a very large black dog, it looked more like a bewitched werewolf than anything. Setting the body down he shot at it, gaining its interest, the thing turning on him, revealing three sets of yellow eyes.
"Ha! It is a hellhound. Well then, shall we do this the right way?"
Releasing his seals and transforming into the demon form he attacked the creature, growling loudly. It caught him, standing on two rather than four feet and tossing him across the room. The wall broke his fall, nearly breaking his back. Staggering he took for it again, his human form would have done him less good, that little gun will do nothing to a creature like this.
"Back to the fiery pits of Hell with you!"
The fight was difficult, though not too lengthy. They were tiring; this incessant bombarding of one another was getting annoying. Sensing this, the creature made its final attack before retreating to the darkness. Running towards the Alucard-dog it ripped through him while he was in mid jump, throwing him across the hall and into Snape who had been watching the battle progress. Moaning, he limped away from the professor, but collapsed a few feet away. Snape watched as the monster slunk off and Alucard returned to his previous form, lying motionless on the floor, a puddle of blood under him.
"Madame Pomfrey will love this one, a vampire that can bleed to death!"
It didn't take him long to come out of it, he was in no pain, but somewhat stiff. His clothes were ripped and his coat, which was beside the bed, was spattered with blood, mostly his own. Blinking slowly, trying to wake up, he looked down to find his hand in the grasp of a student, she was asleep. Sitting up slowly, and rubbing on her head lightly, he jolted her awake.
"You're a brave soul little girl."
"Professor, you're alive?!"
"Not exactly, I haven't been alive in over 500 years."
"Then you are.."
"Are what, Miss Granger? A vampire? Yes, and it has its benefits. Why are you here?"
"I was worried, I guess."
"No need, I'll live, or whatever it is that I do. I do have a question for you though."
"Yes?"
"What do you know about Hell Hounds?"
"Nothing sir, I've never heard of them."
"Good, then I can actually teach you something tonight. Leave me."
She did as she was told and in a few moments he was out of the bed, dressed as he usually was and heading down the hall in the slow gate that he normally took to get somewhere. Snape interrupted his walk though.
"What do you want Serevus?"
"You and that creature are one and the same."
"No, it is a were-creature, not a full-blooded hound. There is a difference."
"And what are you?"
"Genetically engineered and mentally deranged. I have a class to get to."
"Dumbledore made a mistake hiring you; a student is already dead because of your poor hunting skills."
"I cannot hunt something I've never seen. I know what it is now; it will not take long to kill it, and I may need the students to do it."
"You will risk their lives?"
"No, I'm teaching them something. They will learn to defend themselves from it, even if it kills them."
"You don't care about their safety, do you?"
"Not really, I care about getting the hell out of here"
"Miss Granger, please. To explain this will take longer than I have, you want to know come by after dinner tonight and you will have your explanation."
"Thank you."
"Now, back to the.."
Interruptions, though not from a student. Professor McGonagall came in the room, slowly, remarking her house.
"Professor, may I borrow you for a moment?"
"Copy the questions on the board and answer them. What is it Professor?"
"There's been another attack, in the main hall, a Gryffindor."
No need to reply, he exited the class in a slow walk, as though the action wasn't too important to him, though after a bit of the ways he broke into a faster pace, making it to the Great Hall in no time. In the middle of the floor was a gruesome mess, but surprisingly the boy was still alive. Just barely, bending down and looking at him, there was no way he was going to live a whole lot longer.
"A monster..it had many eyes, and then only two..it was like a big dog..."
"It's a Hell Hound...dammit."
A gunshot rang through the corridors, reaching not only Dumbledore in his office, but also the students in class. Hermione, Harry and Ron, who were a little shocked when their professor had left them in the classroom alone, followed the sound and found their friends' mangled body with Alucard over him, a smoking gun in his hand. Gasping, Hermione sheltered her eyes as Alucard turned towards them.
"Neville.. After everything, the creature got Neville."
"Professor, you shot him?"
Hermione was wobbling and shaking a little; Alucard replaced the gun in the holster and came towards her. She was trying to get to Neville, but he grabbed her.
"Don't, just leave him. I'll clean him up later."
"But."
"Shh. Harry, take her back to the class and the rest of you remain there."
He watched them go; Hermione in Harry's arms, sobbing. Shaking his head, he went to the boy, picking up his body, or what was left of it and starting to take it to Madame Pomfrey; he didn't get that far. At the end of the hall was a very large black dog, it looked more like a bewitched werewolf than anything. Setting the body down he shot at it, gaining its interest, the thing turning on him, revealing three sets of yellow eyes.
"Ha! It is a hellhound. Well then, shall we do this the right way?"
Releasing his seals and transforming into the demon form he attacked the creature, growling loudly. It caught him, standing on two rather than four feet and tossing him across the room. The wall broke his fall, nearly breaking his back. Staggering he took for it again, his human form would have done him less good, that little gun will do nothing to a creature like this.
"Back to the fiery pits of Hell with you!"
The fight was difficult, though not too lengthy. They were tiring; this incessant bombarding of one another was getting annoying. Sensing this, the creature made its final attack before retreating to the darkness. Running towards the Alucard-dog it ripped through him while he was in mid jump, throwing him across the hall and into Snape who had been watching the battle progress. Moaning, he limped away from the professor, but collapsed a few feet away. Snape watched as the monster slunk off and Alucard returned to his previous form, lying motionless on the floor, a puddle of blood under him.
"Madame Pomfrey will love this one, a vampire that can bleed to death!"
It didn't take him long to come out of it, he was in no pain, but somewhat stiff. His clothes were ripped and his coat, which was beside the bed, was spattered with blood, mostly his own. Blinking slowly, trying to wake up, he looked down to find his hand in the grasp of a student, she was asleep. Sitting up slowly, and rubbing on her head lightly, he jolted her awake.
"You're a brave soul little girl."
"Professor, you're alive?!"
"Not exactly, I haven't been alive in over 500 years."
"Then you are.."
"Are what, Miss Granger? A vampire? Yes, and it has its benefits. Why are you here?"
"I was worried, I guess."
"No need, I'll live, or whatever it is that I do. I do have a question for you though."
"Yes?"
"What do you know about Hell Hounds?"
"Nothing sir, I've never heard of them."
"Good, then I can actually teach you something tonight. Leave me."
She did as she was told and in a few moments he was out of the bed, dressed as he usually was and heading down the hall in the slow gate that he normally took to get somewhere. Snape interrupted his walk though.
"What do you want Serevus?"
"You and that creature are one and the same."
"No, it is a were-creature, not a full-blooded hound. There is a difference."
"And what are you?"
"Genetically engineered and mentally deranged. I have a class to get to."
"Dumbledore made a mistake hiring you; a student is already dead because of your poor hunting skills."
"I cannot hunt something I've never seen. I know what it is now; it will not take long to kill it, and I may need the students to do it."
"You will risk their lives?"
"No, I'm teaching them something. They will learn to defend themselves from it, even if it kills them."
"You don't care about their safety, do you?"
"Not really, I care about getting the hell out of here"