A/N: All Harry Potter™ Characters belong to J. K. Rolling. All of Joss Wheldon's ideas are his. All other characters belong to me. So don't sue.
Harry was standing in the park next to the swings. He did this a lot; since it was the only place he could think. Most of the time, not even Dudley came around the park while he was there. Harry had scared all of Dudley's friends into leaving him alone, so his life was slightly easier. It was night and so he decided to walk over by the more wooded area, as to not be seen.
Harry was sitting in the long grass enjoying the knight breeze when suddenly he felt like someone was behind him. He jumps up, pulls his wand out, and turns around.
Harry then came face-to-face with a woman, whom was clearly a vampire. She had on a lot of black. Harry could tell that she was a vampire from remembering the pictures in his D.A.D.A classes. Her blue eyes had pupils that were as a cat's and her skin was white as parchment. She had a dark brown color of hair with perfect highlights.
"Hello, Harry," she said, "My name, is Melissa"
"Oh, um, hello, I think I'll be going now," Harry said turning to leave only to find another vampire standing in his way.
"I think not, you are just what we need," Melissa said, "Come on bring him into the forest before the hunters come, we need him to take the tradition on."
The second vampire jumped toward Harry, he only able to stab one with his wand making him turn to dust. Soon Harry was knocked out by Melissa who took his wand and pocketed it; rendering him unable to cast a spell once he awakened. He was then dragged off into the trees, though the brush and to a small clearing.
"Harry, I've a proposition to make," Melissa informed letting Harry stand once he was awake, "I can grant you eternal life, if you are able to cope with being a vampire."
"What?" Harry said.
"Maybe it would help if I give you this," Melissa said giving Harry his wand back.
"And what if I decide to say no and leave?" Harry asked.
"Oh, you'll just have to deal with the fact that I am a vampire who is about to be killed for no reason."
"What do you mean?" Harry said.
"I only have turned people who were about to die, or if they needed to become a vampire to ensure my line of vampires exist," Melissa said.
"Well," Harry said weight the options, "Um, it's kind of hard to give up the sun, isn't it?"
"Well you see there is something the books don't say about my breed of vampire," Melissa said, "You see we are a kind of vampire that are ably to only let people know we are vampires if we want them to know." "Now shall we begin?"
Then she leaned forward and bit Harry.
Harry gave a yelp of pain. Soon Harry was almost drained and was as pale as Melissa.
She stopped and said, "Okay this is it, you may feel a little uncomfortable for a minute and it might hurt a little but think of it, you're like dieing."
Then as the last bit of blood left Harry he thought, "I feel like my skin is stretched,"
Then it was Harry's turn, Melissa slit her wrist and placed the cut over Harry mouth. Harry then, in need of some kind of liquid in his veins began to drink the blood coming from the vampire's wrist.
When Harry had all that was needed, Melissa stepped back and watched as Harry, who had been holding on to Melissa, fell to the ground. Harry gave a blood-curdling scream as his heart stopped. Then, silence
Suddenly Harry gave another, yet lesser, yell of pain as he felt his fangs growing in. His gums started to get numb from the pain. Then the rest of a vampire's abilities came in each getting a yelp, the number of yelp Harry couldn't count.
Finally once he had finished his transformation, he stood up and looked around.
"Hey, you said it be a little pain?" Harry said and gave Melissa a mean look.
"Now we must hurry, you have to get you out of here before the hunters come," Melissa said as her and Harry ran faster than normal people could.
Then she gives him a book, which would have been very heavy normally for Harry and says, "This has everything you'll need, make sure you read it when you get home,"
Just then Harry sees a wooden arrow covered with a shiny substance on it fly by Melissa's head, narrowly missing her.
"They don't think you're a vampire, but take this and use it to turn water into blood," she said giving him a cup that, from the foreign writing, was very old, "The book will tell about it."
Then as Harry got out of the forest, luckily it was night, and he got in front of Melissa he looked back to see that one arrow had hit her and he watches as she slowly turns to dust.
"Go!" she said as the last words came and she finished turning to dust.
Meanwhile
Ron was enjoying a game of quidditch which he often did when Fred and George got their brooms out and would play with him. Quidditch just seemed to calm him down from the stress of living with a big family.
"Ron get the ball," Fred called as the ball they were throwing around flew back over the backyard fence.
"Okay," Ron said flying over the fence and coming face to face with the very last thing he wanted to run into, a werewolf. Luckily the thing was still confused by what hit him.
"Oh…I I I'll just get m my ball" Ron said but then realized he shouldn't have spoken.
"Ron!" George called, "Are you coming!"
"You're taking too long," Fred complained.
Soon they ran over to the fence, and through the holes in the boards they saw him. Ron seemed okay but there was a nasty bite on his right shoulder.
"Get mum!" Fred said as George ran to the house.
Soon Ron was lying in a bed at St. Mungo's Hospital
"I'm sorry Mr. Weasley, but your son is now a werewolf," the Healer said to Ron father, "We will have to keep him in a security room for the next week since tonight will still have a full moon and he will turn into the wolf until the cycle is done"
"Then will I be able to go to school?" Ron asked the doctor.
"If I am correct the headmaster, Professor Dumbledore, will have something for you to take to stop from becoming the full wolf, but we are unable to reproduce it," the Healer said comfortingly, "I'm sorry that you have to have an almost full moon cycle as a full wolf."
That night in Room #13750
Ron sat in the dark as he felt the minuscule effects of the moon. Slight pains in his gut.
"Now I will find out what Lupin deals with," he thought.
Suddenly his insides started to change making Ron sheik in agony. After that nothing happened.
"What," Ron started to think when another out burst of pain, this time in his mouth, came meaning his fangs grew in. Finally the hair grew and the rest of his werewolf-ness came in.
Ron what no longer Ron, in character as well as looks. He was the wolf and what came with it he used to attack every piece of wall in that room, since it was all that there was.
When it was done the healers got him painkillers for the lingering pain. That was how his whole week went until the full moon cycle was done. By the time he had gotten out, his look resembled Lupin's. Ron had figured how to make the pain lessen by laying flat in the moons rays rather that have the moon's light move through all of him.
At that Moment
Hermione Granger is sitting on her bed, reading one of her old school books. The particular book she is reading is "The Supernatural and How to Find Them."
Suddenly she found her self in a room with furniture, she looks around to find that the world is in black and white.
"Hello, Hermione Granger," a man says standing next to her.
"Who…what…huh?" is all she could reply.
"I am Gralinat, the first seer," the man said, "I come to welcome all who are becoming seers, meaning you are a seer."
"But, how," Hermione said, "I'm a muggle-born, all seers have been pure or half bloods."
"Now tradition is to be changed," Gralinat said.
Gralinat and Hermione talked some more until she understood everything. Then her vision was over and she was back in her room.
Dumbledore was in his office when three owls came in the window at about the same time. One each from Ms. Granger, Mr. Potter, and Mr. Weasley, informing him of what happened to them.
"Oh boy, a vampire, a seer, and a werewolf, this should be fun," Dumbledore said to himself.
Harry was standing in the park next to the swings. He did this a lot; since it was the only place he could think. Most of the time, not even Dudley came around the park while he was there. Harry had scared all of Dudley's friends into leaving him alone, so his life was slightly easier. It was night and so he decided to walk over by the more wooded area, as to not be seen.
Harry was sitting in the long grass enjoying the knight breeze when suddenly he felt like someone was behind him. He jumps up, pulls his wand out, and turns around.
Harry then came face-to-face with a woman, whom was clearly a vampire. She had on a lot of black. Harry could tell that she was a vampire from remembering the pictures in his D.A.D.A classes. Her blue eyes had pupils that were as a cat's and her skin was white as parchment. She had a dark brown color of hair with perfect highlights.
"Hello, Harry," she said, "My name, is Melissa"
"Oh, um, hello, I think I'll be going now," Harry said turning to leave only to find another vampire standing in his way.
"I think not, you are just what we need," Melissa said, "Come on bring him into the forest before the hunters come, we need him to take the tradition on."
The second vampire jumped toward Harry, he only able to stab one with his wand making him turn to dust. Soon Harry was knocked out by Melissa who took his wand and pocketed it; rendering him unable to cast a spell once he awakened. He was then dragged off into the trees, though the brush and to a small clearing.
"Harry, I've a proposition to make," Melissa informed letting Harry stand once he was awake, "I can grant you eternal life, if you are able to cope with being a vampire."
"What?" Harry said.
"Maybe it would help if I give you this," Melissa said giving Harry his wand back.
"And what if I decide to say no and leave?" Harry asked.
"Oh, you'll just have to deal with the fact that I am a vampire who is about to be killed for no reason."
"What do you mean?" Harry said.
"I only have turned people who were about to die, or if they needed to become a vampire to ensure my line of vampires exist," Melissa said.
"Well," Harry said weight the options, "Um, it's kind of hard to give up the sun, isn't it?"
"Well you see there is something the books don't say about my breed of vampire," Melissa said, "You see we are a kind of vampire that are ably to only let people know we are vampires if we want them to know." "Now shall we begin?"
Then she leaned forward and bit Harry.
Harry gave a yelp of pain. Soon Harry was almost drained and was as pale as Melissa.
She stopped and said, "Okay this is it, you may feel a little uncomfortable for a minute and it might hurt a little but think of it, you're like dieing."
Then as the last bit of blood left Harry he thought, "I feel like my skin is stretched,"
Then it was Harry's turn, Melissa slit her wrist and placed the cut over Harry mouth. Harry then, in need of some kind of liquid in his veins began to drink the blood coming from the vampire's wrist.
When Harry had all that was needed, Melissa stepped back and watched as Harry, who had been holding on to Melissa, fell to the ground. Harry gave a blood-curdling scream as his heart stopped. Then, silence
Suddenly Harry gave another, yet lesser, yell of pain as he felt his fangs growing in. His gums started to get numb from the pain. Then the rest of a vampire's abilities came in each getting a yelp, the number of yelp Harry couldn't count.
Finally once he had finished his transformation, he stood up and looked around.
"Hey, you said it be a little pain?" Harry said and gave Melissa a mean look.
"Now we must hurry, you have to get you out of here before the hunters come," Melissa said as her and Harry ran faster than normal people could.
Then she gives him a book, which would have been very heavy normally for Harry and says, "This has everything you'll need, make sure you read it when you get home,"
Just then Harry sees a wooden arrow covered with a shiny substance on it fly by Melissa's head, narrowly missing her.
"They don't think you're a vampire, but take this and use it to turn water into blood," she said giving him a cup that, from the foreign writing, was very old, "The book will tell about it."
Then as Harry got out of the forest, luckily it was night, and he got in front of Melissa he looked back to see that one arrow had hit her and he watches as she slowly turns to dust.
"Go!" she said as the last words came and she finished turning to dust.
Meanwhile
Ron was enjoying a game of quidditch which he often did when Fred and George got their brooms out and would play with him. Quidditch just seemed to calm him down from the stress of living with a big family.
"Ron get the ball," Fred called as the ball they were throwing around flew back over the backyard fence.
"Okay," Ron said flying over the fence and coming face to face with the very last thing he wanted to run into, a werewolf. Luckily the thing was still confused by what hit him.
"Oh…I I I'll just get m my ball" Ron said but then realized he shouldn't have spoken.
"Ron!" George called, "Are you coming!"
"You're taking too long," Fred complained.
Soon they ran over to the fence, and through the holes in the boards they saw him. Ron seemed okay but there was a nasty bite on his right shoulder.
"Get mum!" Fred said as George ran to the house.
Soon Ron was lying in a bed at St. Mungo's Hospital
"I'm sorry Mr. Weasley, but your son is now a werewolf," the Healer said to Ron father, "We will have to keep him in a security room for the next week since tonight will still have a full moon and he will turn into the wolf until the cycle is done"
"Then will I be able to go to school?" Ron asked the doctor.
"If I am correct the headmaster, Professor Dumbledore, will have something for you to take to stop from becoming the full wolf, but we are unable to reproduce it," the Healer said comfortingly, "I'm sorry that you have to have an almost full moon cycle as a full wolf."
That night in Room #13750
Ron sat in the dark as he felt the minuscule effects of the moon. Slight pains in his gut.
"Now I will find out what Lupin deals with," he thought.
Suddenly his insides started to change making Ron sheik in agony. After that nothing happened.
"What," Ron started to think when another out burst of pain, this time in his mouth, came meaning his fangs grew in. Finally the hair grew and the rest of his werewolf-ness came in.
Ron what no longer Ron, in character as well as looks. He was the wolf and what came with it he used to attack every piece of wall in that room, since it was all that there was.
When it was done the healers got him painkillers for the lingering pain. That was how his whole week went until the full moon cycle was done. By the time he had gotten out, his look resembled Lupin's. Ron had figured how to make the pain lessen by laying flat in the moons rays rather that have the moon's light move through all of him.
At that Moment
Hermione Granger is sitting on her bed, reading one of her old school books. The particular book she is reading is "The Supernatural and How to Find Them."
Suddenly she found her self in a room with furniture, she looks around to find that the world is in black and white.
"Hello, Hermione Granger," a man says standing next to her.
"Who…what…huh?" is all she could reply.
"I am Gralinat, the first seer," the man said, "I come to welcome all who are becoming seers, meaning you are a seer."
"But, how," Hermione said, "I'm a muggle-born, all seers have been pure or half bloods."
"Now tradition is to be changed," Gralinat said.
Gralinat and Hermione talked some more until she understood everything. Then her vision was over and she was back in her room.
Dumbledore was in his office when three owls came in the window at about the same time. One each from Ms. Granger, Mr. Potter, and Mr. Weasley, informing him of what happened to them.
"Oh boy, a vampire, a seer, and a werewolf, this should be fun," Dumbledore said to himself.