Sandy~Hey peoples.
Vicky~We notice that no one reads out story "Crimson Romances".
Sandy~So, we're redoing it. Totally.
Vicky~Remember, we dun own it!
Sandy~Yup. Now, prepare for the best fic you've ever seen!
Vicky~Well...maybe not...but, it's good! ^_^
This first chapter is in Harry's POV. Remember that.
~Chapter One~
I've been changing alot lately....So much....I barely recognize myself in the mirror. My hair has grown tame and long. To the middle of my back...My body had grown tall and lean, yet muscular...My eyes glow like never before...And I hunger...For something I cannot get easily...
...It started after fifth year was over. I sat in my small "room" at that horrible muggle "home" of mine. Dudley had gained back any weight he had managed to lose. He looked even bigger than before. If that's even possible.
I sat on my bed, looking through books I had borrowed before leaving Hogwarts. Professor Dumbledore let me borrow them without any hassle. Old fool probably thought it was payment for all those years of lies he told me...He has much more payment due...
The books I had taken out were not what most would expect of me. I had dark arts books. On demons and any other dark creature that the world shunned so. I am hoping to find something...Something to bring him back to me.
My godfather. Sirius. I spent days on end, crying. Until I had no more tears left to shed. I only stopped when my pulse ran low..
When my blood ran cold and nonexistant...
When my heart...stopped.
Am I dead?...No. I am far from dead.
On his 16th birthday, The Boy Who Lived has offically awoken. He changes, he matures, he...hungers for something more. On his 16th birthday, the inner beast comes to life, and refuses to go back....And he doesn't want it to.
Why you ask?
My family has a long history of these...changes. And I mean LONG.
This is just another thing that the fool Dumbledore failed to tell me. After he had told me of this prophecy, I went to the library in hope of finding something on the histories of some wizarding families. And in my desperation, found one.
But, in it, was not what I had been expecting...
It turns out that this book has not been read since my father was last at Hogwarts. The book may only be seen by the heir to Potter blood.
The pages were worn and the edges frayed. As I opened it, my body shook, picking up the strong presence of magic that had filled the room.
On those pale, white pages, my history began to unfold. My past, my present, my destiny...
I am heir to great power. To a great force.
I am Harry Potter, Heir to Angelus.
I am a vampire...
And Seregwen is waiting for me...
Do not worry, my love. I can hear your calls...I can hear it all...
~Chapter One~
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Vicky~We notice that no one reads out story "Crimson Romances".
Sandy~So, we're redoing it. Totally.
Vicky~Remember, we dun own it!
Sandy~Yup. Now, prepare for the best fic you've ever seen!
Vicky~Well...maybe not...but, it's good! ^_^
This first chapter is in Harry's POV. Remember that.
~Chapter One~
I've been changing alot lately....So much....I barely recognize myself in the mirror. My hair has grown tame and long. To the middle of my back...My body had grown tall and lean, yet muscular...My eyes glow like never before...And I hunger...For something I cannot get easily...
...It started after fifth year was over. I sat in my small "room" at that horrible muggle "home" of mine. Dudley had gained back any weight he had managed to lose. He looked even bigger than before. If that's even possible.
I sat on my bed, looking through books I had borrowed before leaving Hogwarts. Professor Dumbledore let me borrow them without any hassle. Old fool probably thought it was payment for all those years of lies he told me...He has much more payment due...
The books I had taken out were not what most would expect of me. I had dark arts books. On demons and any other dark creature that the world shunned so. I am hoping to find something...Something to bring him back to me.
My godfather. Sirius. I spent days on end, crying. Until I had no more tears left to shed. I only stopped when my pulse ran low..
When my blood ran cold and nonexistant...
When my heart...stopped.
Am I dead?...No. I am far from dead.
On his 16th birthday, The Boy Who Lived has offically awoken. He changes, he matures, he...hungers for something more. On his 16th birthday, the inner beast comes to life, and refuses to go back....And he doesn't want it to.
Why you ask?
My family has a long history of these...changes. And I mean LONG.
This is just another thing that the fool Dumbledore failed to tell me. After he had told me of this prophecy, I went to the library in hope of finding something on the histories of some wizarding families. And in my desperation, found one.
But, in it, was not what I had been expecting...
It turns out that this book has not been read since my father was last at Hogwarts. The book may only be seen by the heir to Potter blood.
The pages were worn and the edges frayed. As I opened it, my body shook, picking up the strong presence of magic that had filled the room.
On those pale, white pages, my history began to unfold. My past, my present, my destiny...
I am heir to great power. To a great force.
I am Harry Potter, Heir to Angelus.
I am a vampire...
And Seregwen is waiting for me...
Do not worry, my love. I can hear your calls...I can hear it all...
~Chapter One~
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