Kiss From a Rose
Disclaimer: I do not own anything that contains any of J.K. Rowling's work, she by far is much more experienced in writing then I am at the current moment. This is her universe that I am using to produce works like Kiss from a Rose. I'm still looking for a beta reader, yes, any takers? Alright well if you feel up to it just send an aim or e-mail. Once again, edited poorly but what can I do but only try my best to do the editing.
Chapter 12 – Parting ways
It took some time but both Harry and Hermione made it back to Hogwarts, Harry wondered what was going to happen now, he had to show himself. Now Voldemort knew what he was, along with the death eaters that surrounded him. Harry had left the death eaters there withering on the ground, though he knew that magic could easily fix it, but it was the sight of them there defenseless to his power. It was like a computer getting its first burst of electricity, the ecstasy of a runner reaching the finish in first. And the oddest of feelings, it felt natural, all too natural to break the spines of the mortal man. What would come of them? Would they be picked up by there fellow comrades or just left there to cry and finally perish by starvation. Maybe he would look next week surely they could last a week without food.
They had reached the commons while Harry had been in his thoughts. Hermione held Harry tight the entire way through, her voice talked but Harry did not respond. His mind came back to the power which he held, like a movie reel it played over and over consuming Harry. He knew that if he didn't stop this now it would harm the others, but why did it feel natural to do such things. By nature he was a killer, he knew that, but why did it feel so good. Why did it feel so great and almost unbearable joy that swelled in his dead beating heart that felt if it would explode. It so happened that the answer was coming to him but was knocked away as he felt Hermione's hands move to his neck and her face only inches away from his. His eyes looked down upon her and he felt the love that emanated from her depths. He knew this was not of his doing, no, this was from her, and no spell from him could make her feel this way.
Her cinnamon brown eyes filled with joy and happiness, to her it was as if she was under a spell her own spell to fall in love with a vampire. It was not the unnatural spirit or the thought of self gain, no it was pure love at its primal originals. Harry bent his neck a little moving ever so closer to her pink and luscious lips, his fortunately matched the same of hers, for it was the blood (he had understood a bit why they needed blood) that gave them a bit of color to match the human. Hermione looked with her mortal eyes into the immortal silver eyes of Harry, her thoughts were only of which could be explained of that of love. It was as they were about to kiss, that like so many other things, was to be broken by the sudden intrusion of Ron. His eyes lit like a furnace of jealously, he had become what most people described as the green eye monster. Harry could feel the anger coming from Ron as his heavy footsteps marched over and pushed Harry off of Hermione who was less then happy to see Ron there. Her eyes looked at Ron, Ron looked back at her, the rage in him had conquered his mind as he turned away from the soft eyes of his Hermione and to Harry who stood by the stone wall. Harry looked at Ron, he couldn't find any words to say to him, he knew what Ron wanted to do. Rip him to shreds, kill Harry though Harry doubted that it was so easily done. In a way it made Harry chuckle at the thought if he could be killed, then again he knew it was quite possible to be killed though hard, still possible.
"Ron, don't do anything stupid…" Hermione soft voice tried to calm the temper of the red hair boy, though her attempts were failing fast as he marched over to Harry and grabbed his collar trying to lift him off the ground. Harry let Ron lift his body off the ground, deceiving him into believing that he had power and control.
"Ron please, you don't want to –"
"What Hermione? Harm the man who tried to take you away! I knew that he was going to do it! I KNEW! HE GETS EVERYTHING! MONEY! FAME! EVERYTHING AND FOR ONCE I THOUGHT I HAD GOTTEN THE BETTER OF HIM!" Ron roared over the pleading Hermione, her eyes were not on the brink of shattering into a million pieces of water.
"You don't understand Ron! Please stop this non-sense!" Again Hermione pleaded but like Harry she knew it wasn't going to get through Ron. Harry looked at Ron, his silver eyes told nothing of his feelings, nor did his facial expression. Blank and serene was all Ron could pick up and this only infuriated him, did he think it was a game to him? Ron had lost all form of rational thinking as he tossed Harry towards the Gryffindor's tower opening. Harry stepped lightly onto the ground as if it had never even affected him, well it didn't it was just a mere mortal toiling with something to powerful for him to conceive of. But Harry not wanting to hurt Ron did nothing to Ron but only let Ron walk in anger over to Harry and punch him in the face. Ron quickly moved his hand back for another punch but that was soon stopped as he had felt a pain in his hand like none of which he had experience before.
Hermione watched and knew if Harry wanted to could kill Ron without remorse, or at least hurt him there was nothing that could stop him. But Harry did nothing and it was this simple gesture which brought Hermione's heart to a faster beat then before. She knew it was at this moment when she had seen Harry take a punch without putting a thought into harming Ron, she knew that it was love. She had fallen completely head over heels for the immortal.
Ron stood then as the pain coursed through his body from his hand to his mind. It was like hitting a steel door, cold, solid, and painful. Ron bit his lip, trying to contain both his anger and his pain, he had bit it to the point where blood dripped down his chin which attracted Harry's attention. Harry watched the blood drip down onto the black cotton robes, Harry could feel something twisting and turning in his stomach, something he hadn't felt in a long time. It was the feeling of the thirst rising into his throat, how much he wanted to taste the blood of his friend. But that thought had once again been broken as he felt another pain strike his temple. Ron had swung again hitting Harry dead center in the head, though it hurt him painfully, it was that strike that had released all his anger. Harry fell to the ground hitting his head against the floorboards cracking them like if they were twigs. Ron's eyes fell upon Harry and behind them Harry could see that Ron was truly not himself, it was fury and anger that came over him. Harry couldn't be mad at him, he was the one that almost kissed Hermione, but it was Hermione that had almost kissed him. Like everyone else in the room (which was only those three) Harry was confused while he got up from the floorboards. His bruises on his head were vanishing right before Ron and Hermione's eyes. Ron shook his head in shock, he had just cleanly hit the person in the temple it should have made at least a dent or welt in his head, yet nothing just the flawless skin.
Harry watched Hermione put her tanned goddess (to Harry at least) hands upon Ron's shoulder trying to calm him down. She was trying her best to comfort him during this great time of confusion. Harry saw in Ron's eyes that he was surely confused, he knew that Ron had felt stone when he had stuck Harry, saw that Harry came out of the small battle un harmed in any way. Ron opened his mouth to speak but it just opened, sound did not emit nor try. Once again Ron opened his mouth and again no sound came out, it was like this for some time before finally Hermione rose her voice.
"Ron, I'm sorry, I didn't mean for this to happen… it's just…I…" Her voice lost and dazed, eerily confused, why had she just tried to kiss Harry.
"You don't need to say anything Hermione…" Harry said. "I should have been more of a friend to pull away, yet I myself felt that strange feeling inside me." Ron looked at Harry again with glazed eyes, and turned to Hermione, who broke into tears as her eyes met those of Ron's. She knew that it was over, in a way she felt more relieved then pain, but pain swept her like a broom. It washed through her body like a river, she shivered without any control, her eyes fell with tears. She couldn't bear the sight of either of them at the moment, she then took off up to the dorm room without another word.
Harry and Ron were left alone in the room, everyone was still at Hogsmeade so they were about to be disturbed by some intrusion. Harry eyes pelted into the ground, not wanting to look at Ron, it hurt, and it hurt so much that he couldn't bear to be in the room with him. He had held so many secrets from Ron, being a vampire had been his biggest. Harry decided that he was going to be the first to take his seat and be the first to break the silence. But Ron had it a different way, as he suddenly spoke while watching Harry move to the seat and for the first time noticed how much more gracefully he moved, very un-human like.
"How did you do it? I struck you twice in the face, you did not even utter a sound of pain nor did you have pain in your face…" Ron took a seat across from Harry in the back of his mind he feared what he might hear. Then again it was intriguing to hear what Harry would have to say. Harry moved his fingers to his temple were Ron had stuck, his fingers danced along his cold skin while his eyes gazed not at Ron but at the fire that had just crackled and churned its golden flames.
Harry thought for a moment, would he make some lie up to keep himself safe from Ron's questions. Would he tell the whole truth and trust that his friend would keep it a secret? Though he knew it was bound to be told to the world. Harry couldn't hate Ron, no that was to far out of the question. In a way Harry felt as if the had brought them closer together, though he knew he would never understand the affect it was just how he felt. Then Harry opened his mouth and began to speak,
"…" Harry tried but nothing came out. How could he start, just say I'm a vampire and that I will remain on this earth forever?
"What are you, not even the greatest wizard can do such a trick…" Ron said shifting comfortably into the stuffed red, gold chair.
"I am a creature of the dark, a creature of the old…" Harry whispered quietly, to quiet for Ron to hear.
"What was that?" Ron didn't hear what Harry had said.
"I am a vampire, Ron." Harry said louder so that if there were people in the room then certainly they would have heard it. Ron's eyes opened to the point where they looked like they would have popped out. His head shook in denial, but he knew that it was true, true as the chair in which he sat in at the moment. "I know what you thinking, why hadn't I told you before, it was plain and simple, though you are my friend I could not trust any one. Not even Hermione, though she eventually found out by herself in some misfortunate events." Harry trailed off a bit before shifting himself in his seat propping his feet on the coffee table that stood before the both of them. "I was afraid that you wouldn't except me, then again I was more afraid that you would tell the world. Of course you wouldn't tell knowing it, it would be a slip of the tongue, but it would be enough in this world."
Ron looked at Harry, his face redden with anger again. Harry didn't trust him was the underlying comment; it was a betrayal to Ron. Ron remembered that he had almost sacrificed his life for him during his first year, which followed him into the forest looking for some giant spider putting away his fears enough to let his legs move. Harry had not trusted him with this secret, he opened his mouth again but his anger had passed as he spoke.
"I would have never told a soul, I would have watched my words more carefully. You could have told me, we might have had fun together." Ron's voice had the appearance of anger; Harry knew how much Ron would have liked to put a stake in his heart. Harry could only give Ron a smile, it was pure from his beating dead heart.
"You know I couldn't take that chance…" So shallow, so unnatural Harry had said those words, it scared Ron for it had hit him that Harry could kill him easily and not even think twice about it. Ron's mortality had jumped into his throat and did not want to leave, it hurt, it hurt to even think about dying and that Harry was denied that.
"If I asked…" Ron felt a little childish as he spoke, Harry noticed how uncomfortable Ron shifted into his seat. "If I asked if you would turn me into one… would you… I mean… not now… but… if I was dying… would you?"
Harry looked at him had his ears deceived him, had he heard what Ron had just said. "Gods no Ron, I could never let you become what I've become. I would never bring this curse upon you, how could you ask such a question!" Harry said with a fury beyond that of a mortal, though the thought of having his best friend by his side did seem interesting. Ron could only look at Harry, whose face though pale and almost expressionless had glances of humanity in it. Ron knew what he was asking, the impossible, he knew in the back of his mind that Harry cared deeply for him and wouldn't do anything to harm him. The common's door opened as Lily walked in followed by the rest of the Gryffindor students who had returned from Hogsmeade. Lily looked at Harry then at Ron, Harry had shifted in his seat again and bowed his head to Lily and motioning her to sit down. Lily did, next to Ron who at that time did not know that she was a vampire. Some of the students took seats in the corner, some went to there dorms, others merely looked at Harry and Ron before wanting to say something, but words never came. This amused Harry, it was quite funny to see this, in fact Harry enjoyed seeing the mistakes in his fellow classmates.
"You seem a bit mature." Lily obviously felt a change in Harry.
"I've learned a lot in the past few hours." Harry replied.
"So it seems." Lily pulled out a quill and parchment and started writing, Harry knew that she was leaving this world while she wrote, impossible to get to.
"Can I ask you something Harry, how does it feel?" Ron whispered low enough for that not even him could hear what he was saying, wondering if being a vampire changed the physical aspects of him.
"It feels weird, like something isn't right, but then again it feels normal. But we must not talk about it here, maybe later… maybe later." Harry said before Lily spoke to him through the mind.
'He knows?' she asked.
'Yes, we kind of had a fight over Hermione' Harry responded as Lily giggled not out loud but in her mind.
'I knew it was going to happen sooner or later.'
'And you didn't tell me?' Harry a bit furious said.
'Now why would I do that? It's better for the person to find out for themselves.'
'Your very cruel in nature aren't you?' Harry said with a bit of amusement.
'You should know, we are all cruel, it is in our nature, yes… it weaves itself in the fabric of our bodies. Though we fight against it all the time, it eventually gets the best of us.'
It was at this time Harry noticed that Ron had been looking at him, his eyes large and glossed, he wanted to know why Harry had been so quiet in the past few minutes. Harry gently smiled at his friend, "Don't' worry, in due time I will tell you everything. But right now I'm a bit famished so I must be off." Harry stood up and smiled before exiting the commons leaving Ron there pondering on what that meant.
Harry looked back at the entrance and again gave a soft smile before walking down to Hagrid's. It felt better, really it did, to know that others know about you. Maybe that's what he needed, instead of hiding it, it was that it needed to be known to the world that he was this creature of the dark. One who throughout the centuries had terrorized the people, one that had been cursed by god and the devil himself. Who escaped death and became a minion of death, a worked for him, Harry now saw how much fun it could be. Harry now found himself in the middle of the grassy field that stood between the castle and the hut. The sun still shining brightly, it tingled like it always had, even when he was alive. He knew that maybe one day he himself would no longer be able to bear its rays. Yet like most mortals it wasn't something he cared about, it was there and that's all that mattered. Before Harry could ever get to the hut he felt a hand upon his shoulder, instantly he turned around to see a blond steel eyed boy looking at him.
"What is it Draco." Harry said with the carelessness of a human.
"Is it true potter?"
"Is what true?" Harry asked.
"I got word from my father this afternoon that I should stay away from Harry Potter because he was now a vampire." Draco said. Harry smirked, and then started to walk to the hut motioning for Draco to follow him. Draco did what Harry asked and followed him to the door of the hut. Harry knocked and could hear the bumbling of the humble giant making his way to the door. Oddities like that made life, well immortality somewhat better. But that sudden thought that he would out live all of what he sees today saddened Harry to the point where he had to stop thinking about it or he would have cried blood. The door opened to reveal that gentle giant Hagrid in his overly large coat.
"Ah, welcome Harry… comes in come in." Hagrid didn't even bother to say Draco's name. Harry stepped in with Draco who tried not to touch anything but just took a seat on the couch next to the great dog fang. Harry smiled at fang who came over with his monstrous paws and jumped up to lick Harry on the face. Harry to his delight laughed and held fang, smiled he did, and laughed more he did, like a new born baby. Hagrid looked at Harry and wondered why he was acting this way, certainly he had not been this way before.
"Hagrid I ought to tell you that there were death eaters, along with Peter at Hogsmeade. Need not to worry it was a delightful and yet a eye awakener for me. There probably gone now, but they will remember what happened to them." Hagrid's eyes got large, Harry could hear it already, why did you not call for help, why didn't you report this to the ministry. Hagrid knew that nothing he could say would bring peace to this conversation so it was plain and simple in what he would say.
"I will tell Professor Dumbledore about this later of course." Harry nodded.
"Does your mantle place work like the one in Gryffindor's commons?" Harry asked. Hagrid nodded, "I'll get you something if you want. You don't need to call Dobby." Hagrid said.
"Thank you very much Hagrid." Harry said watching Hagrid make his way to the back of his hut. Draco sat there, moving his eyes back and forth between Hagrid and Harry, his eyes also looked up and down Harry's body as if he was seeing something that Harry did not see.
"It is true, you are a vampire. Make me one! Make me one so I can strike at my father without remorse." Draco hastily said. This infuriated Harry, his hand slammed on the wooden frame of the chair and shook the floorboards underneath. Why were people so ignorant of this, what was it about vampires that attached people were they not afraid or was the ancient terror's just play toys. This made Draco coward a little away from Harry but never the less did not stop the diluted fantasy that played before his eyes.
"NO, what is it that a vampire holds so attractive to people! Our looks! Our unnatural beauty or the power that hides behind us! I would not make you one, I would not even if it was the end of the world. Why would some one want this curse, to walk the earth forever hunting the mortal because it is the blood that we need to survive!" Harry said, his voice trembled with fury, but he held himself not attack the boy in front of him. Draco was at a loss for words, he had not truly asked himself this question, all he had in mind was that he would kill his father with this gift for he did not have the power yet to kill him now.
"I'm sorry for being rash. But you don't know what –"
"I don't care, now what does Voldemort have in store for me now that he knows along with the entire ring around him." Harry cut off Draco who seemed a bit furious and frighten at that name.
"Well first, you'll see in the news paper tomorrow, your secret will no longer be a secret. My father has probably already told the minister and it will be headline news tomorrow. Other then that, I couldn't tell you because I don't know, they have been very quiet lately… very quiet…" Draco said with a bit of a quiver in his voice, though he was still strong, Harry knew Draco was scared. Hagrid came back into the hut with a glass full of blood and handed it to Harry who rose his cup, with a smile, to say cheers at Draco before gulping it down. Draco looked at Harry then at Hagrid,
"Is that real… human... blood…" Draco really didn't want to know but the curiosity got to him.
"No, no… just chicken blood…" Hagrid stammered out. Draco gratefully sighed and watched Harry finish his drink. He also noticed that color that had once not been in Harry's face now returned and it was like Harry had never been pale. No in fact Harry seemed human ever more, color was now back in his skin. Harry himself could feel that heat rise from within his body, the warmth, the absolute ecstasy of the blood flowing through his dead body. Draco wanted to touch Harry but like most people were afraid to do such a thing, Harry seemed to be off in a different world at the moment. His eyes wandered the ceiling like a new born baby in a crib, Hagrid could only give a smile and then moved his eyes to Draco who was reaching out to touch Harry's skin. Draco stopped just before touching, looking at Harry with any sign of approval, he was dead scared. Draco knew without a doubt that Harry had the power to kill them both in such a way it would be horrifying painful, but curiosity burned his soul and that's what got the best of him. His white fingertips flushed with color, moved gently across the smooth and hard skin of Harry's arm. It was surprisingly warm at his fingertips, warm enough to pass as a human, quite amazing, and quite amazing. It was then Harry looked down at the boy touching his arm and pulled away immediately, to fast for a mortal eye to see and enough to scare Draco to the point of shaking. Hagrid seemed a bit distressed but never the less wanted to see Draco quiver in fear, he hated him though he could never say it, he hated his father, and his entire family. It was by time he got his worth.
"Sorry, it's just.. your warm… and your skin… it's… a bit more pinkish… a bit more…--"
"Human like… yes… I just noticed that to…" Harry broke Draco's sentence as he got up from the seat. Fang rose also next to Harry and then moved to the couch where Draco was sitting, there he lied back down on the carpet, his paws out before him, his tail wagging slowly, happy and content was this creature. Harry thanked Hagrid and then walked out with Draco right behind him. Harry then about half way across the field turned stopping Draco dead in his tracks,
"I wouldn't have believed what you said to me that day in Diagon Alley, about wanting an alliance till now. I guess it wouldn't matter if you told the world now would it? But I would also like to thank you for telling me this… I will help you, help you take down your father, but this will come along with the fall of Voldemort. All this will take time but do not worry it will be done." Harry said, clear and defined.
Draco nodded, and was about to open his mouth once more but then he saw only a blur as Harry vanished right before his eyes. Draco stepped back a little in fear, but that was put to rest knowing that Harry was now where close now.
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Harry stood now before the doors of the commons, he said the password quickly and walked in seeing that a lot of people were still in the commons chatting. Lily was there, she had never moved, still writing away, he couldn't tell what it was. Ron was sitting there and to his surprise Hermione who still had red puffy eyes but they were no longer crying. He walked over and took a seat next to Hermione (who was on the couch), looking at her, and then at Ron.
"Something happen while I was gone?" Harry asked simply.
"No.. not really.. just Hermione and I had to do some talking…" Ron said with a bit more happiness in his voice.
"Care to tell?" Harry said while pulling a knee up to his chin resting his head.
"I guess when I saw you and her almost kissing… and when I when into a rage of fury… I saw how much I had lost over the days in which I told Hermione that awful sentence… And I had to get that off my chest…I think… "
"Were back together Harry" This had hurt Harry, but like before there wasn't anything he could do about it. He had to be happy for his best friends. Hermione said it like she truly meant it. Harry could sense that, and that was all that mattered, she was happy. Harry gave a soft smile to the both of them, "That's great to hear… great news indeed…" Harry said, masking the hurt in his voice, he then began to think of Lavender. She had kissed Ron on the cheek, Harry couldn't tell if that was just friendly or was it more, he swore that if Ron hurt Hermione again that next time he would suffer dearly for it.
Harry then looked at the time, and didn't notice how late it truly was, he was late for the animagus class. He said his farewell to the couple before making his way back out of the door and over to McGonagall's class room. He had missed almost an entire week of not going, she wasn't going to be happy about this, Not at all. Harry walked through the doors to see the old lady filing through some parchments, her eyes scanning through the endless writing, he smiled at her uncanny ability to detect him as she spoke telling him that he was late.
"Sorry, busy…" Harry said, was true wasn't it?
"No matter, it will just mean that you'll have to put more time and effort tonight since you seemly did not come back for a while." McGonagall stood up and looked at Harry, she to had noticed the difference in color in him. Amazing, simply amazing she had told herself while setting down her parchment, getting up and walking over.
"Well, let's see what you've learned?" McGonagall said with a very stern voice. Harry looked at the floor, color rose into his cheeks, ashamed for that he knew he had learn nothing, he had not practiced.
"Well then I guess we will have to start over? This will be the last time, if you do not keep up with your practice I will not teach this to you again." Harry completely understood. "Now, just like I said before practice growing out your limbs, this is the basics you need to known these before anything else." Harry nodded again and then began to try once more to grow his fingers. Like last time this was hard, harder then anything he had encounter. It was also frustrating him, why was it so hard.
Then when he had concentrated all his anger into becoming this animal, why couldn't he do it so easily, didn't Romulus say that anything was possible. Then again Romulus was arrogant and thought he was a dark god. But something then broke his concentration, he heard McGonagall gasp, he looked up to see not through his vampire eyes but through the eyes of an enormous cat. It was only for a second before he found himself quivering in pain on the ground after his body had reverted back to itself norm. But it felt like it had been ages while he was in that cat body, he felt the raw power that flowed through his body then. The gigantic paws that touched with a padded sole on the stone, fur that coved his entire body, it was amazing. But very painful indeed, his bones twisted and turned he wasn't ready for this, that's what it had to be the fear in the back of his mind. Maybe if he released that fear, truly released it he could turn quickly into this animal.
It was then he tried again, but did not succeed. Failure once again it stumped Harry, how could he do it once but not repeat it. McGonagall certainly got an eye full, she didn't think it would be possible for Harry to do such a thing and so quick.
"That was… amazing… I've never seen a person become their creature so fast…" her voice was filled with excitement. "Try it again… try it again…" she sounded like a school girl to Harry who stood up and wiped his forehead with his arm noting to himself that he was sweating blood. He nodded, and then concentrated on becoming the animal, but like before it did not work. Harry wanted to slam a desk or do punch something in anger, why could he do it once even if it was for a second but not now.
"I think this will be all for tonight Harry, you should go get some sleep, don't worry about it to much I think in the future you'll become that animal." McGonagall said while watching Harry walk in fury out the door.
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The night was a blur to Harry, he awoke at the crack of dawn and couldn't fall back to sleep since then. His hands were shaking, along with his body, he was scared, truly scared. Today was the day when the world, well the wizardry world, was going to know about him and possibly Lily. He would do anything to keep Lily's secret, but he again knew that the ministry knew about her. Harry then walked to the bathroom and started up the shower, his body was cold and pale, no blood flowed through it, which was very unfortunate. He put his hand under the warm water, it felt good, amazingly good, and then he moved his full body under the water. A shiver came about, but then it was pure bliss, it wasn't like the blood that flowed through his veins, no it was like how it was even when he was alive. Harry opened his mouth to let the water rush into his throat, that was a mistake, he choked and coughed as if he couldn't get enough air.
The taste was unbearable, it was like drinking something poisoned, and he fell to the ground choking, gasping hoping that just this wasn't going to end him, it would be so anticlimactic. Finally he stopped choking and looked at the water rushing down towards his immensely strong and pale body. A smile then crept upon his face as he stood up and enjoyed the warm soothing water, he knew that it wasn't needed, shower part of course his body never changed. But just this little act made him feel all a bit more human. Harry got out of the shower and put on some dry clothes before slipping on his school robe. Then he made his way down to the silent commons and got his drink. Finishing it in a hurry his body became warm and filled with blood once more. Lily came down, looking a little tired, but her eyes told Harry that she was worried for him. He didn't want her to be but what was he going to do?
"Can you get me some please? I don't' feel like going down to Hagrid's." Harry nodded and tapped the mantle and Dobby appeared again with another glass. Some how Dobby understood and gave the glass to Lily who drank it up, she thanked Dobby who left in a pop.
"Well I'm off to the library, then I'll meet you guys in the Great room." Harry gave Lily a smile as she took off. He really didn't notice till now that, Lily was beautiful, extremely beautiful, maybe it was the beauty given to her by the vampire spirit. Thinks like this didn't matter right now, no there were ten times more important things that were on his mind. Harry slammed his fist on the mantle as a blood tear fell down his cheek, how could things have gotten so out of hand. He could have just decided to kill peter and lose Hermione, no, his emotions had to run his mind; his human side had to take control. What would have Romulus do, certainly not save anyone but himself but it would have kept the secret a secret. Why couldn't he be more like Romulus, not care for anything but himself. It puzzled him, but then when he looked back at that moment when Hermione had hugged him with all the passion a mortal woman could give it was worth more then the life he had. Just to feel her arms around him, pure bliss, pure and simple he loved Hermione. Though he knew that he wouldn't stand in the way of Ron and Hermione, he would watch them grow old together while he never changed. He would help them in every way possible either be it keeping them safe from the world of the dark or the world of the poor. But it wouldn't be for Ron, no, it would be only for Hermione. Then Harry felt a soft hand on his shoulder, he didn't have to turn around to know who it was. Her soft brown eyes, the body of a goddess, hair so sweet and the scent that rose from it, and that soft tanned skin of young vibrant woman that stole his immortal heart, why couldn't he just sweep her away and take her to the distant lands of the earth where he and she would be lovers till the ends.
"I don't know what you're going through, I would never know, but I would like to tell you that today and everyday I would stand by your side and take that pain from inside." Hermione said, she knew what was going to happen.
"I don't want you there Hermione, it's for me to conquer alone, for I am immortal and you are not. I will watch you grow old, watch you have children, jobs, a house and home. You face will only become more beautiful with time, your body will mature. But me…Me…I won't grow old, nor change, as you see me now is the way I will stay forever till I die…" Harry said quietly.
"Then make me one of your kind Harry, I want to be by your side." This in raged Harry, he turned around and grabbed Hermione's wrist, maybe a bit to hard cause he could see the pain in her eyes though she shed no tear.
"Why would you want this gift! To be by me! I would never, I couldn't bear to see the pain that you would go through… no… never…" Harry let her go and vanished. She watched the door open then close with no one going through it. Then she felt a tear run down her face, she was stunned.
Harry went to the astronomy tower, his eyes filled with blood, his head racked with guilt. Oh how much he would have loved to bring her into this world, to have her by his side for eternity. But no, he couldn't, he wanted to see her grow old and live a good life. He sat next to the window, it let in the light into the dark tower. Now he couldn't stop the flow of tears in his eyes, it stained his robes of blood. Wasn't she faithful to Ron, was she just lying to herself thinking she had something for Ron? How much he would have liked to die that night, inside of becoming this, this creature.
"Yes… and the world would have lost a great adversary against the forces of the dark." Harry quickly snapped his head to the door seeing Dumbledore walking in with a comforting smile on his face.
"No, they would have lost nothing but a bound to be vampire." Harry quickly said in defense.
"I would disagree with you on that." Dumbledore stood at the window looking out upon the Quidditch pitch. Harry grumbled something under this breath, then looked up at the old wizard.
"I've spoke with the ministry this morning, the world will know, but I've convinced them that the attacks on the Auror's was only done because you loved your sire so much. And I've also convinced them that Romulus did not make the attacks on the student, the house elf, nor the fat lady. But they do want to take you in for questioning and that's all." Dumbledore said. Harry shook his head; he knew that the ministry was probably going to tag him. "If they do that, well expect something from me."
This gave a smile to Harry's face, maybe things would turn out to be ok. Hopefully it would turn out to be alright because he wouldn't be able to face the world.
"Now, I believe that it is time for breakfast, I'll be waiting for you there." Dumbledore smiled as he turned and walked out the door leaving Harry there watching the door close. This entire day would change his life, yes… this would be a new world to him, for better or worse he would be there to see it evolve around him.
A.N. – Alright, be mad at me. Yes flame me for not breaking up Ron and Hermione yet. Don't worry in time things will change for the better. I hate Ron even more then Voldemort so he will be gone eventually (well away from Hermione). I'm not going to post author notes, telling you of the next chapters, at the end of every three chapters since I'm not going to follow them any more. Kind of Pointless as I see it, anyways hope you liked the chapter.
Next Chapter – First Date
- "I can't screw up this time, no, not with her, she's important to me."
Please review – I will respond to all reviews in my next chapter of Kiss from a Rose.
Review Responses –
Arizosa – Very sorry, very sorry indeed. I know you would like to see that vampire die, but I couldn't let him die in such a way. Maybe later in the story he will die, who knows, though I do have it planned out I can't spoil it for anyone.
BAD BOY HARRY – Well I hope you do it would be cool to see what you have in mind. I'm happy that you loved the chapter!
Robaatsu – Phoenix's daughter well after I'm finished with this will I then continue with that story. That was post to be the sequel to the last story, but since I wrote this one it's going to have to be re-done again. That's alright I guess you guys now know the name of the sequel for Kiss from a Rose.
L.I.T Wanderer – I'm glad that you really like this story, my only hope is that each chapter becomes better then the last, more detail, more emotions are provoked out of the reader, and it continues to keep the interest. If something lacks please tell me cause then I can work on it. Thank you for the very thoughtful review.
klover() – Queen of the Damned, great book, the movie sucked horribly (I can't believe I actually bought it). Yes I'm a fan of the Vampire Chronicles, during my vacation I read the entire series well the series in which Lestat was the writer of the stories. I took some ideas from those books and put it into my writing, though my vampires a very different from Anne Rice's. Harry being evil, well in this chapter he loved the power so who knows what could go from here.
Shadow Wolf() – Sorry to hear that you like the first one better then this, but that's cool to. The action, umm… well we had a brief bit of action in last chapter, not much in this. But don't worry the action is coming (mostly towards the end). Dueling club is coming soon (YAY that's my favorite part) so there some action.
TheNormalMan – Thank you for your opinion, sorry to hear that I did not make it more interesting for you.
Angelis1 – Yes, it's coming down fast… very sad indeed.
TimGold – Very sorry to disappoint you in your theories well about the romance part. You got the Harry part on the dot. I'll sign that petition, I can't stand the character. I'm glad you liked the chapter toJ.