Day Walker
Disclaimer: I still own nothing except Damien and Professor Crow and the professor's Demonic Language class.
Summary: Damien finds out something new about his vampire relatives.
Warning: This story is slash (m/m). Just have to let you know, but if you haven't noticed after reading the previous fifteen chapters... Well, then I don't think this helps either. ^-^
Author's note: Thanks to all of you who's reviewed my story and given me great feed-back. I appreciate it! A lot! *Smiles*
~Chapter 16~
~Heritage~
A week after Damien and Blaise broke up, all the students had returned to Hogwarts, lessons had started again, and Harry and Damien were up in the Gryffindor tower, getting ready for Demonic Language with Professor Alexander Crow. The two boys were comparing a few facts about translation of Ancient Goblin to English. Professor Crow had given them an essay on that subject as homework for the coming lesson.
"What about the grammar?" Harry pointed out a sentence with the end of his quill.
Damien looked at his own parchment. "I wrote that the grammar is quite similar to English grammar and is therefore easier to translate than languages with different grammar and structure."
"That's just about what I wrote as well." Harry smiled.
"Hey boys!" Hermione came down the staircase from the girls' dormitories. "I'm on my way to Arithmancy now. Aren't you supposed to be going to Professor Crow's class now?"
Harry nodded.
"I'll see you at dinner then. I'm going to the library after classes." She smiled. "Bye." She waved at them and disappeared out the portrait hole.
"That's our Hermione," said Harry with a laugh. "She lives and breathes for books and libraries."
"Yeah. But she's right. We ought to get going." Damien rolled up the parchment with his essay on it.
"Yeah." Harry did the same and they left the commonroom, heading to Professor Crow's classroom.
Harry and Damien met up with Draco outside the locked door to the fourth floor classroom where the Demonic Languages classes were held.
"Alohomora!" A voice rang ,a jet of blue light rushed past the students and the door sprang open. A couple of the students gave a start, but the tall, darkhaired professor laughed as they entered the classroom.
"I didn't mean to startle you. I just thought it would be a fun way to open the lesson." He smiled. The students smiled back and nodded in agreement. Professor Crow shuffled his papers while he spoke. "Last lesson I gave you some homework for today. Will you, Marjorie," he adressed a Ravenclaw girl with a ponytail, "please collect the essays on translation of Ancient Goblin and come up here with them?"
"Yes, Professor," said the girl and began collecting the essays from her fellow students. While she did that Professor Crow told them what they were going to do in that lesson.
"Last week some of you let me know that you wanted to know more about the Whitesnake demon now that you've learned as much about the language as you have. It's not really my job to teach you things like that, and I was actually planning to say no, but some new information on that particular demon. So I went to the Headmaster and spoke to him about it. He was quite positive at the idea of it so I decided on devoting this lesson and the next to the Whitesnake's history and where they descend from." He accepted the twentyfive rolls of parchment from Marjorie the Ravenclaw. "The very first D.L lesson you attended I told you that the Whitesnake demon was not related to the vampires," he paused.
Harry saw Damien flinch, like the last time Crow had mentioned his mother's kind.
"But recent inquiries has proved me, and a dozen other witches and wizards working on this subject, wrong. It actually runs vampiric blood in Whitesnake veins and vice versa. Vampires, however, can not change form like the Whitesnakes."
Damien's hand rose slowly into the air.
"Yes, Damien."
The half-blood let his tongue flick over his invisible fangs, they were hidden during the hours of the day where people were most likely to notice them. Then he spoke, "If a witch or a wizard has vampire blood in their family that means they have Whitesnake blood too, right?"
The professor nodded.
"Okay. Well, will they be able to talk to snakes then?"
"Hmmm...." Crow ran his fingers through his hair. "They could be. The Whitesnake demons are able to talk to each other while one of them is in snakeform, but they are not reffered to as Parselmouths since all of them have this ability. Not all vampires have got it though, but a higher percentage of vampires compared to humans do. If half-bloods are able to talk to snakes are primarily decided by genetics, not just the Whitesnake heritage. If the vampire or the witch or wizard is able to, then there is more of a chance of the child to be so as well. Does that answer your question, Damien?"
Damien nodded.
Harry leant over and whispered in Damien's ear. "Are you?"
Damien turned his head and whispered back. "I don't know. I've never met a snake."
"We can find out," Harry muttered under his breath, grinned mischievously and turned his attention to the professor's lecture again.
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"The Room of Requirement of course!" Harry grinned.
"The Room of what?" Damien looked completely oblivious.
"The Room of Requirement!" said Draco and Harry at once.
"Let me explain," continued Harry. "The Room of Requirement is a room that appears only if a person really needs something and walks past the hidden entrance three times. If you know where the room is you can make it appear in the same way, but conscientously. The room is actually quite handy at times." Harry threw a sideways glance at Draco who looked rather flushed.
"So if I've understood this correctly this room will provide us with a great big pile of snakes if we need snakes to find out if I'm a Parselmouth?"
Harry nodded.
"That sounds pretty risky," said Damien.
"Or we can ask the room to be a place of privacy and Draco can summon a single snake." Harry looked at his boyfriend. "He sent one on me in our second year. We were attending a duelling club and things got a little out of hand." The two boys involved laughed.
"Oh! The Serpents Sortia spell. I know that one." Damien smiled.
"I know that I am able to control one snake if it turns out that you can't, but I don't know how it would go if I tried with an army of them." Harry smiled. "I haven't tried that yet. Maybe I would work like somekind of snake overlord or something." He grinned. "That could be quite fun!"
"Oh please." Draco rolled his eyes.. "Don't tell me that your newest goal is to become some sort of Voldemort of snakes?"
"No. I'm just saying that it would have been fun, but we're not trying that. No, too many snakes." Harry shook his head. "I'm rambling, aren't I?"
Draco and Damien nodded in unison.
Harry smiled softly.
"Where is this Room of Requirement then?" Damien asked.
Harry looked around. They were out of hearing range to the other students. "Its hidden entrance is opposite to the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy being beaten up by trolls. It's on the seventh floor. If you want we can go up there after dinner on Friday. Friday is a good day because of the weekend and no need to worry about classes the next day and such. We can then check whether you're a Parselmouth or not, and then have some fun. The room gives you anything you ask for once you're in it too."
"That's fine with me," Damien said."Draco?"
"Sure. Should we ask Hermione along?" Draco looked at his boyfriend.
"Er... I really don't think she'll be very approving of this. But that test will take only a minute so we can tell her that we're going into the Room of Requirement to hang out and have some 'guy-time' and not be lying to her."
"Yeah," said Draco. "What do they call it? Male bondage?"
"Bonding, Draco!" Harry laughed. "Male bonding."
Damien laughed as well, and Draco blushed when he realised what he had said.
The three boys spent the hours before dinner in the Gryffindor commonroom. They played Exploding Snap and duelled with bewitched chess pieces. Damien won most of the duels, but Draco won the Exploding Snap tournament they threw amongst themselves. Harry and Damien got quite a few dirty looks from other Gryffindors for bringing a Slytherin into their commonroom, but neither of them cared much. Professor McGonagall had given them permission to bring Draco in there as long as they didn't tell him the password. He had 'accidentally' overheard it a few times, but both the Gryffindor boys knew that he would not abuse it or give it to any of the other Slytherins. After a while the clock on the commonroom wall told the boys that they ought to get going.
"Ten minutes left until dinner," she said in her song-like voice. They smiled at her, put away their games and climbed through the portrait hole.
When Damien, Draco and Harry reached the foot of the marble staircase Hermione came up from the library. Her nose was buried in a book called 'Numerology - Magic With Numbers'.
"Hey 'Mione," said Harry as she rushed past them.
"Hi," she replied without taking any notice of whom she was answering. Harry shrugged and they followed in her steps into the Great Hall. Damien tried to engage Hermione in conversation across the table during dinner, but she didn't seem to hear him. She just ate in silence, while her eyes darted over the lines on the pages of the book.
"Don't bother Damien. She probably has a test in whatever she's reading soon, next week or something. She always studies like mad from the day she finds out about these things. Not that she needs to study like that though. She allready knows it all, but poor 'Mione. She has a tendency to panic. You should see her when the exams are coming up. She does nothing but study and in addition to that she is a real revision dictator when it comes to her friends."
Damien laughed. "Well, I'm definitely not looking forward to that."
Harry joined him in laughing. "She really means well."
"I know." They finished their meal in silence.
Author's note: I'm sorry that this chapter is kinda short, but the next one is longer. Much longer! It's allready sent off to be betaed! I think it'll be a week or so until I'm able to update, but my beta works alot and he also needs time to be with his boyfriend, so please bear over with him! ^-^
Disclaimer: I still own nothing except Damien and Professor Crow and the professor's Demonic Language class.
Summary: Damien finds out something new about his vampire relatives.
Warning: This story is slash (m/m). Just have to let you know, but if you haven't noticed after reading the previous fifteen chapters... Well, then I don't think this helps either. ^-^
Author's note: Thanks to all of you who's reviewed my story and given me great feed-back. I appreciate it! A lot! *Smiles*
~Chapter 16~
~Heritage~
A week after Damien and Blaise broke up, all the students had returned to Hogwarts, lessons had started again, and Harry and Damien were up in the Gryffindor tower, getting ready for Demonic Language with Professor Alexander Crow. The two boys were comparing a few facts about translation of Ancient Goblin to English. Professor Crow had given them an essay on that subject as homework for the coming lesson.
"What about the grammar?" Harry pointed out a sentence with the end of his quill.
Damien looked at his own parchment. "I wrote that the grammar is quite similar to English grammar and is therefore easier to translate than languages with different grammar and structure."
"That's just about what I wrote as well." Harry smiled.
"Hey boys!" Hermione came down the staircase from the girls' dormitories. "I'm on my way to Arithmancy now. Aren't you supposed to be going to Professor Crow's class now?"
Harry nodded.
"I'll see you at dinner then. I'm going to the library after classes." She smiled. "Bye." She waved at them and disappeared out the portrait hole.
"That's our Hermione," said Harry with a laugh. "She lives and breathes for books and libraries."
"Yeah. But she's right. We ought to get going." Damien rolled up the parchment with his essay on it.
"Yeah." Harry did the same and they left the commonroom, heading to Professor Crow's classroom.
Harry and Damien met up with Draco outside the locked door to the fourth floor classroom where the Demonic Languages classes were held.
"Alohomora!" A voice rang ,a jet of blue light rushed past the students and the door sprang open. A couple of the students gave a start, but the tall, darkhaired professor laughed as they entered the classroom.
"I didn't mean to startle you. I just thought it would be a fun way to open the lesson." He smiled. The students smiled back and nodded in agreement. Professor Crow shuffled his papers while he spoke. "Last lesson I gave you some homework for today. Will you, Marjorie," he adressed a Ravenclaw girl with a ponytail, "please collect the essays on translation of Ancient Goblin and come up here with them?"
"Yes, Professor," said the girl and began collecting the essays from her fellow students. While she did that Professor Crow told them what they were going to do in that lesson.
"Last week some of you let me know that you wanted to know more about the Whitesnake demon now that you've learned as much about the language as you have. It's not really my job to teach you things like that, and I was actually planning to say no, but some new information on that particular demon. So I went to the Headmaster and spoke to him about it. He was quite positive at the idea of it so I decided on devoting this lesson and the next to the Whitesnake's history and where they descend from." He accepted the twentyfive rolls of parchment from Marjorie the Ravenclaw. "The very first D.L lesson you attended I told you that the Whitesnake demon was not related to the vampires," he paused.
Harry saw Damien flinch, like the last time Crow had mentioned his mother's kind.
"But recent inquiries has proved me, and a dozen other witches and wizards working on this subject, wrong. It actually runs vampiric blood in Whitesnake veins and vice versa. Vampires, however, can not change form like the Whitesnakes."
Damien's hand rose slowly into the air.
"Yes, Damien."
The half-blood let his tongue flick over his invisible fangs, they were hidden during the hours of the day where people were most likely to notice them. Then he spoke, "If a witch or a wizard has vampire blood in their family that means they have Whitesnake blood too, right?"
The professor nodded.
"Okay. Well, will they be able to talk to snakes then?"
"Hmmm...." Crow ran his fingers through his hair. "They could be. The Whitesnake demons are able to talk to each other while one of them is in snakeform, but they are not reffered to as Parselmouths since all of them have this ability. Not all vampires have got it though, but a higher percentage of vampires compared to humans do. If half-bloods are able to talk to snakes are primarily decided by genetics, not just the Whitesnake heritage. If the vampire or the witch or wizard is able to, then there is more of a chance of the child to be so as well. Does that answer your question, Damien?"
Damien nodded.
Harry leant over and whispered in Damien's ear. "Are you?"
Damien turned his head and whispered back. "I don't know. I've never met a snake."
"We can find out," Harry muttered under his breath, grinned mischievously and turned his attention to the professor's lecture again.
~ ~ * ~ ~ ~ ~ * ~ ~ ~ ~ * ~ ~
"The Room of Requirement of course!" Harry grinned.
"The Room of what?" Damien looked completely oblivious.
"The Room of Requirement!" said Draco and Harry at once.
"Let me explain," continued Harry. "The Room of Requirement is a room that appears only if a person really needs something and walks past the hidden entrance three times. If you know where the room is you can make it appear in the same way, but conscientously. The room is actually quite handy at times." Harry threw a sideways glance at Draco who looked rather flushed.
"So if I've understood this correctly this room will provide us with a great big pile of snakes if we need snakes to find out if I'm a Parselmouth?"
Harry nodded.
"That sounds pretty risky," said Damien.
"Or we can ask the room to be a place of privacy and Draco can summon a single snake." Harry looked at his boyfriend. "He sent one on me in our second year. We were attending a duelling club and things got a little out of hand." The two boys involved laughed.
"Oh! The Serpents Sortia spell. I know that one." Damien smiled.
"I know that I am able to control one snake if it turns out that you can't, but I don't know how it would go if I tried with an army of them." Harry smiled. "I haven't tried that yet. Maybe I would work like somekind of snake overlord or something." He grinned. "That could be quite fun!"
"Oh please." Draco rolled his eyes.. "Don't tell me that your newest goal is to become some sort of Voldemort of snakes?"
"No. I'm just saying that it would have been fun, but we're not trying that. No, too many snakes." Harry shook his head. "I'm rambling, aren't I?"
Draco and Damien nodded in unison.
Harry smiled softly.
"Where is this Room of Requirement then?" Damien asked.
Harry looked around. They were out of hearing range to the other students. "Its hidden entrance is opposite to the tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy being beaten up by trolls. It's on the seventh floor. If you want we can go up there after dinner on Friday. Friday is a good day because of the weekend and no need to worry about classes the next day and such. We can then check whether you're a Parselmouth or not, and then have some fun. The room gives you anything you ask for once you're in it too."
"That's fine with me," Damien said."Draco?"
"Sure. Should we ask Hermione along?" Draco looked at his boyfriend.
"Er... I really don't think she'll be very approving of this. But that test will take only a minute so we can tell her that we're going into the Room of Requirement to hang out and have some 'guy-time' and not be lying to her."
"Yeah," said Draco. "What do they call it? Male bondage?"
"Bonding, Draco!" Harry laughed. "Male bonding."
Damien laughed as well, and Draco blushed when he realised what he had said.
The three boys spent the hours before dinner in the Gryffindor commonroom. They played Exploding Snap and duelled with bewitched chess pieces. Damien won most of the duels, but Draco won the Exploding Snap tournament they threw amongst themselves. Harry and Damien got quite a few dirty looks from other Gryffindors for bringing a Slytherin into their commonroom, but neither of them cared much. Professor McGonagall had given them permission to bring Draco in there as long as they didn't tell him the password. He had 'accidentally' overheard it a few times, but both the Gryffindor boys knew that he would not abuse it or give it to any of the other Slytherins. After a while the clock on the commonroom wall told the boys that they ought to get going.
"Ten minutes left until dinner," she said in her song-like voice. They smiled at her, put away their games and climbed through the portrait hole.
When Damien, Draco and Harry reached the foot of the marble staircase Hermione came up from the library. Her nose was buried in a book called 'Numerology - Magic With Numbers'.
"Hey 'Mione," said Harry as she rushed past them.
"Hi," she replied without taking any notice of whom she was answering. Harry shrugged and they followed in her steps into the Great Hall. Damien tried to engage Hermione in conversation across the table during dinner, but she didn't seem to hear him. She just ate in silence, while her eyes darted over the lines on the pages of the book.
"Don't bother Damien. She probably has a test in whatever she's reading soon, next week or something. She always studies like mad from the day she finds out about these things. Not that she needs to study like that though. She allready knows it all, but poor 'Mione. She has a tendency to panic. You should see her when the exams are coming up. She does nothing but study and in addition to that she is a real revision dictator when it comes to her friends."
Damien laughed. "Well, I'm definitely not looking forward to that."
Harry joined him in laughing. "She really means well."
"I know." They finished their meal in silence.
Author's note: I'm sorry that this chapter is kinda short, but the next one is longer. Much longer! It's allready sent off to be betaed! I think it'll be a week or so until I'm able to update, but my beta works alot and he also needs time to be with his boyfriend, so please bear over with him! ^-^