Disclaimer: J.K. Rowling is supreme ruler. Plot, Laelie, my vampires,
whatever I said last time, still mine. They haven't gotten onto my illegal
business in Vanuatu yet. Yet. Oops!!! Shouldn't have told you that!!!
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"Hello Harry." said Laelie.
Harry stopped examining his reflection and twirled, and for a split second he was Harry, and then he was Samuel again.
"Who are you?" asked Harry, he knew it was cliché but that was the only think that his brain could think about.
"Me?" inquired Laelie, eyebrows raised, "I am Laelie, and I am going to instruct you in the ways of the Concealers." She stopped and looked at him slowly, analyzing his form.
Harry felt a little uncomfortable and wasn't sure of what she was doing, but somehow, he felt a connection to her, like they were related.
He didn't realize it, but both of them were Vampires, Harry was only a vampire in Samuel's shape, but nonetheless, he was a vampire, so his mentor, Laelie, had to be of he same kind in her original form.
Laelie told him this and was surprised to find that he understood her, but he was half-curious and half-scared, that she could sense.
At least vampires were good for something, if only it was their sharp senses in eyes, ears and the sixth sense they had. Their sense could tell them what someone was feeling, if the emotion was strong enough.
Harry was hearing and learning about the vampires, the Conclealers and the rules. He was surprised that there were rules in both vampire and Concealer traditions. But then he scolded himself, of coarse there would be rules, no system or culture could be without them.
Laelie looked at the moon, Its getting late she thought time to wrap this up...
Laelie stood up from where she had been sitting and said to Harry softly (she had taught him how to change to different shapes at will), "I need to go, sunlight is deadly for us, but I need to see you again, to teach and to fix up your mistakes. Shhhh-" Harry had looked as if he was about to retaliate at that, "I will meet you at Hogwarts in Dumbledore's office. He will call for you, and you will not see me, just one of my forms, I will be Concealed, but remember, do not try and change without me, understand?" Harry nodded, mute, "Ok, I will see you the second day you are back."
And she was gone.
Harry looked at his watch, 4:30am. Had they really talked for five hours? Better get some sleep then, because tomorrow he was going home.
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So? Like it? Or not? Review please!!!! Yeah I know its short, I don't write heaps at this hour.
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"Hello Harry." said Laelie.
Harry stopped examining his reflection and twirled, and for a split second he was Harry, and then he was Samuel again.
"Who are you?" asked Harry, he knew it was cliché but that was the only think that his brain could think about.
"Me?" inquired Laelie, eyebrows raised, "I am Laelie, and I am going to instruct you in the ways of the Concealers." She stopped and looked at him slowly, analyzing his form.
Harry felt a little uncomfortable and wasn't sure of what she was doing, but somehow, he felt a connection to her, like they were related.
He didn't realize it, but both of them were Vampires, Harry was only a vampire in Samuel's shape, but nonetheless, he was a vampire, so his mentor, Laelie, had to be of he same kind in her original form.
Laelie told him this and was surprised to find that he understood her, but he was half-curious and half-scared, that she could sense.
At least vampires were good for something, if only it was their sharp senses in eyes, ears and the sixth sense they had. Their sense could tell them what someone was feeling, if the emotion was strong enough.
Harry was hearing and learning about the vampires, the Conclealers and the rules. He was surprised that there were rules in both vampire and Concealer traditions. But then he scolded himself, of coarse there would be rules, no system or culture could be without them.
Laelie looked at the moon, Its getting late she thought time to wrap this up...
Laelie stood up from where she had been sitting and said to Harry softly (she had taught him how to change to different shapes at will), "I need to go, sunlight is deadly for us, but I need to see you again, to teach and to fix up your mistakes. Shhhh-" Harry had looked as if he was about to retaliate at that, "I will meet you at Hogwarts in Dumbledore's office. He will call for you, and you will not see me, just one of my forms, I will be Concealed, but remember, do not try and change without me, understand?" Harry nodded, mute, "Ok, I will see you the second day you are back."
And she was gone.
Harry looked at his watch, 4:30am. Had they really talked for five hours? Better get some sleep then, because tomorrow he was going home.
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So? Like it? Or not? Review please!!!! Yeah I know its short, I don't write heaps at this hour.