"'Mione! Over here!" Fifteen-year-old Ronald Weasley yelled across the crowds of students and parents at Platform Nine and Three Quarters. A bushy head paused for a moment before heading towards him.

The couple boarded the train and settled down in an empty compartment.

"It's just not the same without Harry anymore, is it Ron?" Hermione Granger stated, tears running down her face.

Ron was silent. He doesn't need to answer the question, Hermione already knows. So far from the summer, he had told himself that it was all a trick, that they will see Harry again on the train and they would forget about it. But deep down, he knew it's true.

He sighed and replied, "I know 'Mione, it's just that I have this nagging feeling that Harry is still out there, you know."

A frown crossed the girl's face, "I know, I wonder why." They fell silent, each musing in their own thoughts.

--oo00oo-

In the compartment next to the one the duo were in, its single occupant snorted. Draco Malfoy yawned, revealing a set of fangs. He didn't reveal his fangs normally at school as it's dangerous but no one was in with him and there was a locking charm on the door.

Simply said, Draco Malfoy was a vampire. Not just any vampire, a shadow vampire. He was probably the only one in existence next to his sire. Shadow vamps were the strongest of all vampires. They, unlike other vampires, do not need blood to live, nor do they throw up at the mere sight of normal food. On the contrary, Draco like ordinary food a lot.

Shadow vampires have two forms, one is their vampire forms another is their human form. They of course like the formal better but Draco had to stay in his human form at all times. The reason, because nobody knew about him being a vampire except his sire. Lucius didn't know, Narcissa didn't know, Voldie didn't know, hell he bet even know-it-all Dumbledore didn't know. And there was a bloody good reason why they can't.

Shadow vamps were considered a very big threat to society as they could very well rule the world if they wanted to. He only lived as a vamp for two years and he's probably stronger then the old vampires! Because of that, people tend to be prejudiced and hate them for it. But that was in the old days. Now, only a selected few ever heard of their kind and they only know them as myths and if he could do anything about it, it will remain that way.

He yawned again. Damn it! He cursed silently. Vampires don't need sleep but they needed to rest and recuperate their magical energy if they used too much. And he did last night searching for idiotic good-for-nothing Potter! His sire Casmir told him something very interesting about shadow vamps that he did not know. Very ironic really since he's one himself.

It seems like every one of them have a Chosen that they protect. In turn they are the human's Guardian. That is fine if his Chosen just so happens to be the bloody boy-who-lived himself! And he just so conveniently disappears while people thins his dead. The only reason Draco had not assumed it so was because he could feel the life behind his bond.

And so, Draco spent his remaining evening searching for Potter's power source and when he finally found it, he got quite a nasty shock as the place Potter was in was heavily warded and just happened to be on a ghost island whose said wards electrocuted the guest. He got into a very bad mood when his sire told him of the school that resides there and said that he forgot about the wards.

To put it in a nutshell, his sire knows about it and conveniently decided not to tell him. He growled and was in a furious state for the rest of the time though he got to confess that the people put up some damn good wards if it managed to hurt a shadow vampire. Not that he will ever admit it.

Suddenly, a rush of power ran through him and damaged all his carefully constructed shields. The result, a Draco Malfoy out cold.