Midterms have ended and the monster was neither seen nor heard from that
month. It was strange that it would choose that month not to attack, but
it gave him time to concentrate on the students rather than the task. Not
that he wanted to, Hellsing was more ready to strangle them, than work with
them, but the tests were over and Christmas was coming. There were only a
few that remained over break, so if there was no attack in that period,
than the thing was a student. This break would be nice, no one there but
him and a few students and the teachers. Of course it was in that time
that Dumbledore was leaving for something to do with the Ministry of Magic,
but that did not concern Alucard, he was more interested in the affairs in
London and why his master had not inquired about the situation yet.
"Perhaps she has forgotten about me, but then again the Hellsing Institution will be empty without a certain vampire patrolling the halls. Christmas there was never a cheery time, she may actually enjoy herself without having me over her shoulder."
Sighing he watched the students pack their things and leave, Nighthawk and Malfoy being a few that caught his attention. Malfoy cursed at him, trying to make him carry his trunk, that didn't go over well, he had hissed and the boy had run away. Stupid human, no backbone; however Nighthawk had one and a 'gift' for him as it were. Before leaving she had climbed up on her trunk and kissed him on the lips, leaving him quite stunned and there was no time to react because she was down and away by the time his mind registered what she had done. He had stood there blinking in surprise for a moment when Dumbledore had gone by, patted him on the shoulder and said something, but it was so muffled under that Santa Claus beard of his that Alucard didn't catch it. He smiled to himself and walked away, even in the middle of the day it was dark, the snow was starting early and rather than sleep through the day, he took to watching the students.
Potter and Weasley were playing some game and as he watched the pieces animated themselves and attacked one another. He commented, but continued on his way back to his office to work on something. When he came in there was an owl trying to run itself into the window in order to get in.
"All right, all right, let me open the window before you shatter it you stupid bird."
He opens the window and the owl flies in and lands on his desk, dropping the letter it had and proceeding to prune its feathers, ignoring him.
"Well? Are you going to sit there all day or what?"
It squawks angrily at him and points with one of its feet to the letter on the table, and then proceeds to turn its back to him. Sighing he takes the letter and opens it, glancing once or twice at the bird before propping his boots on the table and reading it carefully.
"Alucard:
I don't want to do this, but Walter seems to believe that I should, seeing as its Christmas and all. I hope you know that I don't miss you, or your taunting but wanted to confirm that you haven't killed anyone yet. I suppose we would have heard by now if you had. Good-bye.
Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing
"I didn't know you cared master."
He laughs and tosses the thing into the fire place in the corner as the owl comments on it with disgust. The look on its face as he met the bird's gaze was somewhere in between hate and confusion. It sighed and flew into the rafters to sleep before returning to her and after awhile of watching it, Alucard rose to get some sleep before the night began. Not that it would matter much, there were no classes tonight, just the Christmas ceremonies that he had mentioned attending.
"Perhaps she has forgotten about me, but then again the Hellsing Institution will be empty without a certain vampire patrolling the halls. Christmas there was never a cheery time, she may actually enjoy herself without having me over her shoulder."
Sighing he watched the students pack their things and leave, Nighthawk and Malfoy being a few that caught his attention. Malfoy cursed at him, trying to make him carry his trunk, that didn't go over well, he had hissed and the boy had run away. Stupid human, no backbone; however Nighthawk had one and a 'gift' for him as it were. Before leaving she had climbed up on her trunk and kissed him on the lips, leaving him quite stunned and there was no time to react because she was down and away by the time his mind registered what she had done. He had stood there blinking in surprise for a moment when Dumbledore had gone by, patted him on the shoulder and said something, but it was so muffled under that Santa Claus beard of his that Alucard didn't catch it. He smiled to himself and walked away, even in the middle of the day it was dark, the snow was starting early and rather than sleep through the day, he took to watching the students.
Potter and Weasley were playing some game and as he watched the pieces animated themselves and attacked one another. He commented, but continued on his way back to his office to work on something. When he came in there was an owl trying to run itself into the window in order to get in.
"All right, all right, let me open the window before you shatter it you stupid bird."
He opens the window and the owl flies in and lands on his desk, dropping the letter it had and proceeding to prune its feathers, ignoring him.
"Well? Are you going to sit there all day or what?"
It squawks angrily at him and points with one of its feet to the letter on the table, and then proceeds to turn its back to him. Sighing he takes the letter and opens it, glancing once or twice at the bird before propping his boots on the table and reading it carefully.
"Alucard:
I don't want to do this, but Walter seems to believe that I should, seeing as its Christmas and all. I hope you know that I don't miss you, or your taunting but wanted to confirm that you haven't killed anyone yet. I suppose we would have heard by now if you had. Good-bye.
Sir Integra Fairbrook Wingates Hellsing
"I didn't know you cared master."
He laughs and tosses the thing into the fire place in the corner as the owl comments on it with disgust. The look on its face as he met the bird's gaze was somewhere in between hate and confusion. It sighed and flew into the rafters to sleep before returning to her and after awhile of watching it, Alucard rose to get some sleep before the night began. Not that it would matter much, there were no classes tonight, just the Christmas ceremonies that he had mentioned attending.