This chapter is going to be a little different. It is now going to be from
Harry's (or Lestat's) POV. Jeez, what do I call him now? Lol
Disclaimers: I don't own ANYTHING. No, I do not own that hot, hot Lestat. I do not even own like a frickin sock of his. So yeah.nothing.
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Guardian of the Lost Souls: Yes.this will be the explaining chapter, and thank you for your help. And I am glad you like it! Lol
Lux-Soap: Well, it's a good thing I update a lot then. Heh
Trojjer: Yes, of course I will explain.once again, this is the explaining chapter. Well, at least the first part explains.
Emeline: Yes, I'm so sorry! I will make longer chapters.
Shelli: Thank you for the warning, and thanks for reading lol.
Kimi-sama: haha I'm sorry! I had to leave it there. Yes, I know, I am evil, lol.
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After the demise of the Queen, Akasha, I was appointed King of Vampires, but my thirst for fame and fortune frightened and enraged the rest. In an attempt to frighten me away, the other vampires ripped my love away from me. They slaughtered the only person I truly cared for, and to their relief I left, deciding to not put up a fight. I knew I would one day return, and make them pay. And that day has finally come.
You might ask why I chose the great, famous Harry Potter. Well, here is your answer: He is well-known, and it is doubtless that he is one of the best students at Hogwarts. I have invaded his mind, and changed his form so I can once again have a chance to rule.
How I took Harry's body over is rather simple. My soul --yes, creatures like me do not have souls, but there is no other way to me to explain it -- stalked Harry for a fortnight, and I found out some interesting things. He is swept up in the tales of darkness and destruction, reading - and writing - stories of entities of the night. I entered the realm of his dreams one night, and made a small proposition. If he got Draco to change him into a vampire, and he allowed me stay inside him for one week, I would protect him and everyone he cared for from Voldemort, the Dark Lord.
Most would wonder why I changed Harry Potter's appearance, too, and I will tell everyone the same answer: I do not believe I will be leaving his youthful form anytime soon, so I might as well make my true self show. Plus, the expression on people's faces when they see me will be absolutely priceless. Ah, it will be great...
Just like Akasha choose me to rule with her, and be her lover, I have selected Draco Malfoy. He is rich, beautiful, and he is wise for his years, which is perfect for an ancient, but still seemingly young King like me.
"Good. Now, please show me the way to your Headmasters office." Elderly blood never tasted as rich and good as young blood, but I guess for my first meal it shall have to do.
"Yes, Lestat. Anything you wish." I smirk and follow the silver-eyed boy down a flight of stone steps. He is clever. He knows obeying the King and 'sucking up' will get him far in life.
"But, maybe...if you wanted him as your first meal, maybe that is not the smartest idea. He is old, his blood is bitter. Why not go for a student...like Hermione Granger? She is young, beautiful, and very intelligent. You would enjoy her more, my love." My smile widens after Draco speaks.
"Always making sure I am at my happiest. You are quite a good, faithful 'minion' of mine. Perhaps our last encounter taught you a lesson." He says nothing more, and leads me to what I believe is the Gryffindor tower. The closer we are, the more I smell bravery and loyalty, and I am simply disgusted. This goodness and love has a terrible affect on me; I stumble back a step or two, tripping over a stair I just stepped off. Draco glances back at me, and a look of horror spreads across his pretty, pale face. When my back is no more than three inches from the ground, I gracefully move my arms out, and an invisible strength holds me in place. Slowly, I am pushed upwards until I am standing on my own two feet again.
"How...what...w-what just happened?"
"Oh, dear, I have much to teach you." I point a long, bony finger at Draco's arm, and the skin peels apart, just enough so a small amount of blood spurts out. My finger curls back towards me, and Draco unwillingly moves closer, his feet dragging on the ground lightly. I tear the skin further with my now-showing fangs, not even thinking about what pain this causes him. I eagerly force my teeth into his arm, and jerk my head side to side, sucking up his sweet blood. Draco cries out in pain, and instantly I discontinue my feeding. His arm is torn up, and looks nothing like it did just moments ago. Blood covers it entirely, and in a section about two or three inches wide the muscle is visible.
"Draco, I am sorry..." I apologize quietly, staring hard into his eyes. I believe this is the first time I have actually apologized to someone and meant it. Could I actually be falling for someone weaker than me?
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Sooo...is it good? Eh? EH? Please review, my lovely reviewing reviewers!
Disclaimers: I don't own ANYTHING. No, I do not own that hot, hot Lestat. I do not even own like a frickin sock of his. So yeah.nothing.
*******
Guardian of the Lost Souls: Yes.this will be the explaining chapter, and thank you for your help. And I am glad you like it! Lol
Lux-Soap: Well, it's a good thing I update a lot then. Heh
Trojjer: Yes, of course I will explain.once again, this is the explaining chapter. Well, at least the first part explains.
Emeline: Yes, I'm so sorry! I will make longer chapters.
Shelli: Thank you for the warning, and thanks for reading lol.
Kimi-sama: haha I'm sorry! I had to leave it there. Yes, I know, I am evil, lol.
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After the demise of the Queen, Akasha, I was appointed King of Vampires, but my thirst for fame and fortune frightened and enraged the rest. In an attempt to frighten me away, the other vampires ripped my love away from me. They slaughtered the only person I truly cared for, and to their relief I left, deciding to not put up a fight. I knew I would one day return, and make them pay. And that day has finally come.
You might ask why I chose the great, famous Harry Potter. Well, here is your answer: He is well-known, and it is doubtless that he is one of the best students at Hogwarts. I have invaded his mind, and changed his form so I can once again have a chance to rule.
How I took Harry's body over is rather simple. My soul --yes, creatures like me do not have souls, but there is no other way to me to explain it -- stalked Harry for a fortnight, and I found out some interesting things. He is swept up in the tales of darkness and destruction, reading - and writing - stories of entities of the night. I entered the realm of his dreams one night, and made a small proposition. If he got Draco to change him into a vampire, and he allowed me stay inside him for one week, I would protect him and everyone he cared for from Voldemort, the Dark Lord.
Most would wonder why I changed Harry Potter's appearance, too, and I will tell everyone the same answer: I do not believe I will be leaving his youthful form anytime soon, so I might as well make my true self show. Plus, the expression on people's faces when they see me will be absolutely priceless. Ah, it will be great...
Just like Akasha choose me to rule with her, and be her lover, I have selected Draco Malfoy. He is rich, beautiful, and he is wise for his years, which is perfect for an ancient, but still seemingly young King like me.
"Good. Now, please show me the way to your Headmasters office." Elderly blood never tasted as rich and good as young blood, but I guess for my first meal it shall have to do.
"Yes, Lestat. Anything you wish." I smirk and follow the silver-eyed boy down a flight of stone steps. He is clever. He knows obeying the King and 'sucking up' will get him far in life.
"But, maybe...if you wanted him as your first meal, maybe that is not the smartest idea. He is old, his blood is bitter. Why not go for a student...like Hermione Granger? She is young, beautiful, and very intelligent. You would enjoy her more, my love." My smile widens after Draco speaks.
"Always making sure I am at my happiest. You are quite a good, faithful 'minion' of mine. Perhaps our last encounter taught you a lesson." He says nothing more, and leads me to what I believe is the Gryffindor tower. The closer we are, the more I smell bravery and loyalty, and I am simply disgusted. This goodness and love has a terrible affect on me; I stumble back a step or two, tripping over a stair I just stepped off. Draco glances back at me, and a look of horror spreads across his pretty, pale face. When my back is no more than three inches from the ground, I gracefully move my arms out, and an invisible strength holds me in place. Slowly, I am pushed upwards until I am standing on my own two feet again.
"How...what...w-what just happened?"
"Oh, dear, I have much to teach you." I point a long, bony finger at Draco's arm, and the skin peels apart, just enough so a small amount of blood spurts out. My finger curls back towards me, and Draco unwillingly moves closer, his feet dragging on the ground lightly. I tear the skin further with my now-showing fangs, not even thinking about what pain this causes him. I eagerly force my teeth into his arm, and jerk my head side to side, sucking up his sweet blood. Draco cries out in pain, and instantly I discontinue my feeding. His arm is torn up, and looks nothing like it did just moments ago. Blood covers it entirely, and in a section about two or three inches wide the muscle is visible.
"Draco, I am sorry..." I apologize quietly, staring hard into his eyes. I believe this is the first time I have actually apologized to someone and meant it. Could I actually be falling for someone weaker than me?
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Sooo...is it good? Eh? EH? Please review, my lovely reviewing reviewers!