„Of course professor. But what was that?" asked Hermione while Neville went to get a headache potion.

Severus considered his options. He could tell them everything, that Harry was the Daywalker, that he knew they – or at least Severus – was here and that he was dangerous – extremely dangerous.

But these people would surely believe he himself had done something to Harry to make him kill those people. So, that was not an option.

He could tell them a bit of what he knew. That sounded better than telling them everything did.

Okay, so what did he tell them?

Neville had brought a headache potion and put it in front of Severus who had sat down at the table. Severus took it, looked at it closely and drank. One never knew what those people did to their potions.

Particularly if Neville Longbottom brought this potion.

But it seemed alright and Severus' headache started to fade.

He looked around and glared at everything that came in his way of seeing. Just to prove a point to Harry. Of course, Harry wasn't here, but still… it made Severus feel better.

Finally, Hermione spoke up again.

"Professor? What was that about?"

~Think Severus. Just some bits of information.~

"The Daywalker knows I'm here. He called me telepathically."

"Telepathically? But that's not very common for vampires." Blaise spoke up.

"Yes, it is rather uncommon. But this Daywalker is… special."

Hermione frowned. "Special? What do you mean with special? And in all the books I read was never a Daywalker with telepathy mentioned."

Severus sneered. ~Time to tell them something more important. I just hope Granger won't make the right conclusions.~

"Of course not. This Daywalker doesn't stand in a book."

Hermione frowned again. Draco seemed to be irritated. "But why? Every victim of a vampire is closely looked at and the Department for Dangerous Magical Creatures is always looking for Werewolves and the occasionally Daywalker. How could he not be listed?"

"Because I was the one who turned him and I didn't list him. Neither did he." ~Let's see what they make of this.~

Ron jumped up and put his hands on the table, looking murderously at Severus.

"You are the one who made this… thing? Why didn't you tell us? And why did you make him?"

Hermione tried to calm Ron, even though she too was glaring at Severus.

"Ron, calm down. Calm down. NO, sit. Okay. Now, professor, why didn't you mention that this could be your… what's the vampire term for that… childe? And why didn't you list him like you should have?"

Severus sneered at the woman.

"Because at that time, he wasn't going around and killing people. He was completely… " Severus thought a bit. ~No, he wasn't completely sane, was he? But I wasn't sane either when I was turned. I don't believe a vampire can be completely sane. At least not in the way they would define sane. For a normal Daywalker, he was completely sane.~

"… completely sane. At least the last time I saw him. And this is the first time I heard that he killed somebody."

Ron had calmed down a bit, although he was still very angry.

"Well, this creature who kills these people doesn't sound very sane for me." He spat. "But at least now you can tell us how to kill it."

~ Kill it? Nobody kills him! Nobody!~

Before anyone had noticed something, had Severus thrown Ron into the wall. Ron didn't look seriously hurt, but he looked rather battered.

Severus walked over to where the redhead had landed and looked down.

"Listen. Nobody will kill him. We find him, you and the others distract him and then I'll take care of him. At least that's what I have in mind. I won't have anyone of you harming my childe. He may not be exactly sane at the moment, but he won't be killed."

All that was delivered in a cold, stony voice which seemed to be everything, but not human.

Neville rushed to Ron's side and looked for injuries, while Hermione walked up to Severus.

"This Daywalker is dangerous. We cannot let him stay free. I hope you understand that, professor Because we won't let him kill people. I understand your need to protect your… childe, but he is dangerous."

Hermione looked Severus directly in the eyes and the Daywalker was slightly impressed. His vampire voice had had no effect on her. ~Well, girl, we'll see about that.~

"Yes, I understand you, you do speak English after all. Good bye."

With that, Severus left the room to get his things.

~I shouldn't have let my temper get the better of me. Now I have to find him on my own, without any bait or distractions for him. That's not so good. But I do hope he kills the Weasley. Kill it. IT! Maybe I should kill him. No, bad idea. To many risks. I have to get Harry, look what's wrong with him and try to change that. And then I will make sure he stays with me, like he should have! It was a stupid idea to just make a tour around the world!~

+ + + +     Flashback     + + + +

"Sev???" a small voice whined.

Severus stood in his personal chambers in Hogwarts, wearing a black shirt and trouser together with black boots. In front of him was Harry. Harry looked pale, nearly as pale as Severus and his green eyes seemed to be a great deal brighter than they were four months before.

Graduation was tomorrow and Harry was a Daywalker.

"I do not like this idea."

"Sev, please! I can control my bloodlust! Please! I want to see the world!"

Severus frowned and shook his head.

"I don't like it. You're just two months old. Too much trouble for you out there. What if someone detects you?"

Harry rolled his eyes.

"They'll just see The-Boy-who-lived. And if you think it's dangerous, why don't you come with my?"

Severus glared at the boy and gritted his teeth.

"No way."

"Then I'll go without you."

Severus merely snorted as an answer.

The next evening, after graduation, Harry was gone.

+ + + +     Flashback end     + + + +

~It was clear he would get into trouble. Now I have to find him.~

Severus packed his things and left the building quietly, avoiding the humans. He tried to sense Harry, but got only a small trace of Harry's aura.

~Well, that's better than nothing. At least I know in which direction I have to look.~

A/N: Somehow I got a writers block. I had made notes how the story will go and what's to happen. I just couldn't find the right words! But my arm's a bit better. I'm typing now. Sorry you had to wait that long. I hope I can get faster.