Disclaimer-I only own my original characters, the rest is due to J.K Rowling's wonderful brilliance.
This will have some Buffy/Blade in it but that wasn't my intent when I thought of that.
Chapter 2
Samuel thankfully accepted the cup of tea handed to him by Professor Dumbledore. "I don't understand it Albus… vampires? At Hogwarts? How could this happen?"
"We don't monitor the forests Samuel, it's become to dangerous sense Hagrid left. He was the only one who could go into the woods alone, he was frightening him self, and the other teachers… well we'll never know how it happened but we can find a way to fix it. It will take some time but we will succeed. We will save your daughter, have faith in Poppy. She knows what to do." Professor Dumbledore sat down at his desk and sipped his tea. Samuel looked closely at the man in front of him; Dumbledore seemed to have aged years in the last 12 hours. The world out side of Hogwarts or even the school itself didn't know about the vampires, but it wouldn't be long, the word would soon get out and then rumors would spread like wild fires, and nothing would seem the same. However, the person Samuel was worried for was Loshea. One year when the girls were younger, they had gone to the mall and Sophie had gotten lost, and Loshea could not stop crying until her sister was back beside her. Little did he know what Loshea was planning.
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Loshea looked down at Draco, a small smile on her face. She leaned over him and placed a kiss on his forehead. She had taken her hair out of its usual braid and let it flow down around her, at first it appeared her black mane had grown longer, covering her whole body, until her hair swished out of the way, and the outline of a black outfit was visible. She had on the only black clothes she owned, a tight turtleneck and a pair of loose pants. She'd replaced all her jewelry with a crucifix on a simple leather necklace that hung on the outside of her clothes. She turned away from Draco, looking at the weapons she'd placed on Draco's desk. Two bright silver swords where set against the desk next to two black sheathes. A sheathed dagger had been placed gently on the desk. Loshea stuck her thumbs in her back pockets and clicked her tongue on the top of her mouth.
"Do you know how cute you are when you do that?" Loshea jumped at the sound of Draco's voice, turning around she smiled lightly at him. "What is with the weapons?"
"They were my mothers, she taught me to use them. She was brave, and now it is my time, she told me it would come, but I didn't think it would be so soon."
Draco slide off the bed and wrapped his arms around her, resting his chin on her shoulder, "What do you mean your time, your time for what?" Loshea turned around and looked into his eyes.
"Its my time to protect, to rid evil from the world." Loshea went back to the weapons.
"You have not obligation to fight the vampires, you can not be thinking you know how to fight these creatures." Draco grabbed her wrist and forced her to look at him, "Sophie would not want you to put yourself in danger because you have this innate fantasy that you can fight this…."
"I CAN fight this, Draco you don't under stand my mother was a…a… she was a slayer. She died fighting the vampires in America. She passed on her powers to me, she taught me how to fight, to become the weapon." Loshea ran her hand alone the sheath of the dagger. "One day when I was little, she took me aside, you know what she told me, 'you look just as I did when I was your age,' she said 'and when your older you will look like me, so you will learn.' Therefore, she taught me, Sophie is not the only one who can hide what she's thinking, she didn't know about mom being a slayer. And now its my time." Loshea turned to Draco a smile on her face, "I've been waiting to prove my self for years, when I was fifteen I would go out late at night searching for vampires, but I was foolish, I would wear white and I wouldn't take the steel blades, I would take the practice ones. And, well she would give me such a scolding. I grew up fast after that."
"Let me go with you…I want to help you, don't make me wait to hear that you've been injured. Please, let me come, don't make me stay behind, away from you." Draco tried to pull her close but Loshea tugged her wrist from his hand.
"Draco you have to let me do this, this is my job. I can not but you in danger, I've met other slayers, theirs not many but we have certain rules, and one is to never endanger innocents." Loshea walked over to Draco and placed her hands on the sides of his face, turning it toward hers, "I will come back, and you shouldn't worry so much. I'm going to scope it out, vampire slaying takes time. Don't worry I'll be back." Kissing him lightly on the nose, Loshea turned and quickly placed the sheathes on her back, flipping the swords around once she sheathed them and slipped the dagger into the carpenter pocket of her pants. "Don't wait up, I won't be back tell the morning."
Draco watched her leave and felt as if his heart had left with her.
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Jane knocked on the door to Remus' door, when know one answered she pushed it open gently. "Remus, are you in here?" She walked into the room and looked around, "Oh Remus don't tell me you went to the meeting with out me. Why do you always do this to me…" Jane sat down at his desk and buried her face in her hands.
"I asked him to leave you here, Jane." She looked up startled.
"Professor Dumbledore, I didn't… I mean…what do you mean asked him to leave me here?"
"I needed you here, to watch someone for me. Samuel must not know about this, it would tear him to pieces thinking about it." Jane looked at him, confusion crossing over her deep hazel eyes. "You have no doubt heard of Jude Black, one of the slayers, but it was little know that she was married, to Samuel, and as common for slayers, she had twins, one to be bright and open, the other to take on the slayers tasks, to withdraw and learn to love the darkness. Loshea is that twin, and I fear she may try something drastic. I do not know if she knows, or has even been trained, but slaying is in her blood and she will follow her instincts, even if it means death. I want you to follow her, make sure she stays safe."
Jane nodded as she stood, "I understand, I'll do my best Professor. And what if she has been trained?"
"Then we have a greater weapon then I could of hoped for." Dumbledore turned and walked out of the office. Jane shook her head, trying to get all the information to soak in. She remembered the first slayer she'd met. They where dark, and could blend in at a whim, disappearing into the night. Dark black hair and miss matched eyes were more then common, they seemed to be a requirement. After a slayer completed their first mission the change was sudden, they didn't get high honors, or grand accommodations. They became powerful, could fade faster, gained strength, and became aloof. Hidden in darkness they fought the blood sucking demons.
Of course the slayer's had gained an advantage over the vampires, with an alliance with the werewolves and discovery of silver, slayers had the upper hand. They moved on from the usual stake to the heart methods and had silver blades made, even silver bullets, but one thing could never be achieved. None has ever killed the mother vampire. No matter how many vampires are killed, she lives on, roaming from place to place, using her magic to conquer. And even now Lasmoon gains power, with ever witch or wizard she changes to a vampire, she spreads, like a disease, an infectious virus killing off all the healthy organs. Jane shook her head as she remembered the slayer, telling her to keep out of the way, no matter how great werewolves could fight vampires, they never trained, and it was all instinct. Slayers where born with a need to hunt vampires, and they trained for hours, to help fight that urge, that desperate need to kill and destroy.
Jane wondered how she'd find and follow Loshea. She could ask Loshea's friends but they can't be expected to know where she was, it's almost impossible to know where a person is at all times, if only she had a special map of sorts, then she remembered, the Potter boy, he had a special map, that showed where everyone was at all times. Jane quickly exited the room, shutting the door tightly behind her. She walked as fast as she could up to the Gryffindor common room, when she made it to the hall way she skidded to a halt in front of the portrait of the fat lady.
"Password?" voiced the portrait. Jane, hopped from one foot to the other trying to remember it from the teachers meeting, but the words wasn't coming to her.
"Argh…pishaw…." Much to Jane's surprise the door opened, she looked at the fat lady in confusion, "Wha…."
"The Gryffindors have an extreme sense of humor." The fat lady replied as she swung open. Jane ran in to the common room.
"Hey Professor whats the hurry," Jane swung around to see Harry looking at her.
"Harry I need to talk to you."
"Sure Professor." Harry stood up from the chair he'd been lounging in and meandered over to Jane. "What's up?"
"Harry, I need the Marauder's Map." Harry did a double take.
"Um…sure Professor, let me go get it. But why do you need it." Harry looked so confused.
"Harry, I've got to have it, for Sophie, so I can help her." Jane was grasping at straws here, she didn't know what else to say to get Harry to move, and she needed to find Loshea.
"Alright Professor, I'll be right back."
Jane kept hopping back and forth until Harry returned.
"Thanks Harry, you will get this back." And with that Jane ran out pulling her wand as she ran.
A/N: well, what new twists are these?!? Ah… more later, R&R…. LoL Loshea B.