ChApPiE 2
((a/n: I do not own Harry and his lovely world, but I do own the vampire Mikkura Rosel. No stealies))
**Four Years Later** -Well just great, I am here. How the hell did they get me back here again?- **Flashback** "Well, Ms.Rosel, I have been looking for you." a man said from the shadow of a tree that was conveniently next to her on her right. "And who are you, that has been looking for me?" Mikkura Rosel asked. She didn't like the sound of his voice. "Oh, forgive my rudeness, M'Lady," he said slightly bowing as he got out of the shadows. "I am Professor Severus Snape." Mikkura smiled at his sarcastic bow. She didn't recognize the name but she liked his attitude. "A professor, ay? What would a professor be doing in this part of town looking for me?" He grinned at what she said, a creepy grin; the creepiness was mainly because of the greasy hair and the foul smell he held. -What is he smiling at? I don't think I trust him- Almost as if he expected her to have had asked that question he answered, "Hogwart's business." -Oh shit!- was the only thought Mikkura could fit in before being stupefied. **End Flashback** -Oh yeah, that is what happened. Bloody cheating teachers.- It was the beginning of a new year, this would have been her fifth year at Hogwarts, had she not ran away from this bloody rotten school. Mikkura Rosel was her name, and she was physically 16 years old, but really 52 years of age. She had on a black tank top with a white muscle shirt under it; a pair of black cargo pants on; black high heeled boots that went up to her knees; and quite a bit of jewelry. She was wearing 3 silver- chained necklaces; 2 dragon necklaces, with one on longer black string than the other one; and a spiked dog collar around her neck. On her left wrist, she had, 6 thin metal bracelets; 4 plastic bracelets, 1 red, 2 black, and 1 clear; a silver scull bracelet; and one metal bone, silver muggle watch. Also she had 3 small silver huped earrings with a 4th scull earring on her left ear with the same on her right, except 2 silver huped earrings instead of 3. To complete her look she had 3 tattoos; one was a dagger on her right shoulder blade; a bleeding rose on her left breast; and 3 circles that form a triangle on her right inner wrist. She had red hair that went to her waist and gold eyes. Her skin was extremely pale as if it hadn't seen the sun in years, which was true. She sat at the Gryffindor table to her dismay. When she ran away from this school four years ago Mikkura never thought she would ever step foot in this school again and now she didn't have a choice to leave. A chain that only those who knew about it could see, was attached to her dog collar and connected to the table. The only people that where suppose to know about the chain were the teachers and her, but of cores at least one other person knew about it since this was Hogwarts. The other person was non other than Draco Malfoy a 6th year pretty boy. Right now Mr.Malfoy is making his way to the great hall, along with all 2nd years and up. Mikkura sat at her prison table planning a new escape, this one had to be better, one that no one would look for her after words. She could fake her own death, but magic is sort of hard to avoid when they check to see if it is the real body or not. Maybe she could get some one to make a letter from a school saying she transferred to it, but that would mean getting some one else involved, and she could not risk that. –Damnit- She cursed in her mind. –How do I get out of this one? Bloody cheating teachers- Mikkura growled a low growl, yet the teachers that were waiting for the other students to arrive heard it. The sent of fear filled the air. Most people don't know this but fear smells a lot like strawberries and vanilla. This sent was slight yet still enough to make Mikkura hungry. Then out of the corner of her eye she noticed the Old Hag had left. –Damnit now the students will be arriving soon- About five minutes later every one that was a 2nd year and older, filed into the room, sorting into their correct table. A lot of the Slytherins looked at her and made slight comments that normally she would have killed the person who had said it. –God forsaken chain!- She screamed in her head as she growled at the passer byes. A red head stopped next to her so that she could see him, not that she needed too, she could smell him, and he smelled like an old shoe. "Hey, girl, the Slytherin table is over there." He pointed to the Slytherin table, in a snobby I-am-better-than-you gesture. –I should hurt him. I need to hurt him. I will hurt this poor excuse for a wizard.- Mikkura said over and over in her head as if trying to calm her self down while plotting his untimely demise. "So go fetch." He finished and all the Gryffindors laughed, as if they thought it was funny. "Look, hero boy wanna-be, I don't know who the hell you think you are, but from this day on I would watch your step." Mikkura flashed a brilliant evil smile that showed one of her fangs, but only he could see the fang part. Her eyes were cold, as cold as a killer's eyes right before the kill. His face drained of all colors when he saw her fang, and he gulped loudly. "Now take your groupies and go find a leaf to save." The room smelled of strawberries and vanilla again. "Umm... Ron lets go over here." A bushy haired girl interrupted, leading Mr.Ron to the end of the table, which was the furthest he could be without sitting at another table. A boy with the same type of piercing as Mikkura had, followed them with his hands in his pockets. The only difference with his piercing was that they were opposite, like 4 on his right and 3 on his left. He had black messy hair and glasses, he also was wearing all black: a black sleeveless turtleneck, which was very form fitting; black leather pants; a black Gryffindor robe; and black tennies. He glanced back at her and then turned away and followed red, and his little girlfriend. When he had glanced at her, heat raised to her face. –Oh my god! I am blushing! Over that wanna-be? I must be getting sick. Wait... I can't get sick. Damnit!- At the Slytherin table a Mr.Malfoy was watching his vampire and the bloody Harry-fucking-Potthead. -He made her blush... He made her blush! He, fucking Potthead, made my princes of darkness blush!!- Draco was getting furious just by thinking about it. He would most definitely punish his mate and that Potter! He had even dressed nicer and sexier ((a/n: not that he can get sexier than he already is)) than he normally did, just to make sure that she couldn't turn him down, and she hadn't even noticed him. He had on a black silk shirt that made him look 3 times paler than he did; black cargo pants that had green stitching; black boots; and his Slytherin robe. Also he had a silver dragon that had a small crystal ball that was made so the dragon was holding it; one ear pierced; and 3 tattoos. One tattoo was a green dragon on his back, the dragon was a Japanese. The second one was a snake wrapping around his right arm, it was done in green, black and silver. The last one was a tattoo of 3 circles forming a triangle on his left inner wrist. He had stopped gelling his hair so now his hair didn't look like it was made out of plastic, but more like it was made out of a softer silk ever found on Earth. When all but the first years were in their correct seat, and every one was talking amongst them selves, is when Mikkura noticed someone burning wholes in her. Sure they were not exactly burning her, but some one was very interested in looking at her, memorizing every shape her body made in her cloths. –Damn... I thought I would be ignored if I ignored every one else. This fucking school just doesn't take a hint does it.- Mikkura looked up to find it was a Slytherin that was staring at her, and he didn't smell like strawberries, not even vanilla. –Roses... He smells like roses. I was the only one suppose to smell like roses.- Then she saw him raise and empty goblet to her and wink. She didn't blush at this guy, the main reason was she was prepared and angry. So she did what any one would so to scare away a person, smile. When she did smile at him she made sure that he saw at least one of her fangs if not both. Little did she know, Draco knew who and what she was, and the reason she has not attacked any one at this school. He could see her chain that bound her to the Gryffindor table. When she looked back down getting lost in her thoughts, he let a grin play across his lips and a dirty thought appear in his mind, -That could come in handy...-
The doors opened and the sorting began. About an hour later it was over, and every house go a number of new members. Then Dubledore stood up to give his speech. "Welcome to another year at Hogwarts, and welcome to the first day of the rest of your life." His eyes glowed and he chuckled as the students whispered about his meaning. "As you all know and if you don't I will remind you," he paused and looked at the two red headed twins at the Gryffindor table, then continued. "The Forbidden Forest is as named, forbidden. Mr.Filch would also like me to mention that new things have been added to the list of no-no's." The first years and half of the other students looked at him perplexed while the teachers just sat there thinking how could this mad man be Head Master. "Before we start to eat I would like to introduce a student that has gladly chosen to come back this year." –Chosen my ass- Mikkura thought. "I am pleased to reintroduce Ms.Mikkura Rosel. She was sorted into Gryffindor four years ago and so in Gryffindor she will stay. Ms.Rosel, will you please stand." Mikkura stood up like she was asked.
Half of the student population gasped when Mikkura stood up. She had done it in one solid motion, which made her hair fall into her face. When she was standing she brushed her hair out of her face, and many guys and girls were on the verge of swooning over, she effected even Ron. Her golden eyes were soul piercing against her white skin. Her blood red lips formed a small smile and she nodded and sat back down. Dumbledore continued his speech. "Please treat her like one of your own, and be nice." He winked at all the people greatly affected by her presence. "Now I think I have kept you from your meal for far to long. Tuck in." With those last words and with Dumbledore sitting down, food appeared right before them all.
((a/n: *singing and gooving* And another one bites the dust! And another one down and another one down, and another one bites the dust. *stops suddenly in mid movement* Hiya! Readers! Another chapter down! Can you guess the parings? Just a warning, I don't know when and I don't know where, but a yoai couple will strike and make out and have sex in front of you all!! But I don't think it will be soon. Sorry, I am not even sure what couple it will be... I love the Harry/Draco romance... God I love that romance, but I might kill all of you and have it Harry/Ron or Draco/Ron. *dies from thinking about it* Ok.. ok.. I don't think I will be that mean... But I just thought I should warn you... Oh and if your getting a bit bored, don't worry, the story will pick up soon. *Bows* Thank you.))
((a/n: I do not own Harry and his lovely world, but I do own the vampire Mikkura Rosel. No stealies))
**Four Years Later** -Well just great, I am here. How the hell did they get me back here again?- **Flashback** "Well, Ms.Rosel, I have been looking for you." a man said from the shadow of a tree that was conveniently next to her on her right. "And who are you, that has been looking for me?" Mikkura Rosel asked. She didn't like the sound of his voice. "Oh, forgive my rudeness, M'Lady," he said slightly bowing as he got out of the shadows. "I am Professor Severus Snape." Mikkura smiled at his sarcastic bow. She didn't recognize the name but she liked his attitude. "A professor, ay? What would a professor be doing in this part of town looking for me?" He grinned at what she said, a creepy grin; the creepiness was mainly because of the greasy hair and the foul smell he held. -What is he smiling at? I don't think I trust him- Almost as if he expected her to have had asked that question he answered, "Hogwart's business." -Oh shit!- was the only thought Mikkura could fit in before being stupefied. **End Flashback** -Oh yeah, that is what happened. Bloody cheating teachers.- It was the beginning of a new year, this would have been her fifth year at Hogwarts, had she not ran away from this bloody rotten school. Mikkura Rosel was her name, and she was physically 16 years old, but really 52 years of age. She had on a black tank top with a white muscle shirt under it; a pair of black cargo pants on; black high heeled boots that went up to her knees; and quite a bit of jewelry. She was wearing 3 silver- chained necklaces; 2 dragon necklaces, with one on longer black string than the other one; and a spiked dog collar around her neck. On her left wrist, she had, 6 thin metal bracelets; 4 plastic bracelets, 1 red, 2 black, and 1 clear; a silver scull bracelet; and one metal bone, silver muggle watch. Also she had 3 small silver huped earrings with a 4th scull earring on her left ear with the same on her right, except 2 silver huped earrings instead of 3. To complete her look she had 3 tattoos; one was a dagger on her right shoulder blade; a bleeding rose on her left breast; and 3 circles that form a triangle on her right inner wrist. She had red hair that went to her waist and gold eyes. Her skin was extremely pale as if it hadn't seen the sun in years, which was true. She sat at the Gryffindor table to her dismay. When she ran away from this school four years ago Mikkura never thought she would ever step foot in this school again and now she didn't have a choice to leave. A chain that only those who knew about it could see, was attached to her dog collar and connected to the table. The only people that where suppose to know about the chain were the teachers and her, but of cores at least one other person knew about it since this was Hogwarts. The other person was non other than Draco Malfoy a 6th year pretty boy. Right now Mr.Malfoy is making his way to the great hall, along with all 2nd years and up. Mikkura sat at her prison table planning a new escape, this one had to be better, one that no one would look for her after words. She could fake her own death, but magic is sort of hard to avoid when they check to see if it is the real body or not. Maybe she could get some one to make a letter from a school saying she transferred to it, but that would mean getting some one else involved, and she could not risk that. –Damnit- She cursed in her mind. –How do I get out of this one? Bloody cheating teachers- Mikkura growled a low growl, yet the teachers that were waiting for the other students to arrive heard it. The sent of fear filled the air. Most people don't know this but fear smells a lot like strawberries and vanilla. This sent was slight yet still enough to make Mikkura hungry. Then out of the corner of her eye she noticed the Old Hag had left. –Damnit now the students will be arriving soon- About five minutes later every one that was a 2nd year and older, filed into the room, sorting into their correct table. A lot of the Slytherins looked at her and made slight comments that normally she would have killed the person who had said it. –God forsaken chain!- She screamed in her head as she growled at the passer byes. A red head stopped next to her so that she could see him, not that she needed too, she could smell him, and he smelled like an old shoe. "Hey, girl, the Slytherin table is over there." He pointed to the Slytherin table, in a snobby I-am-better-than-you gesture. –I should hurt him. I need to hurt him. I will hurt this poor excuse for a wizard.- Mikkura said over and over in her head as if trying to calm her self down while plotting his untimely demise. "So go fetch." He finished and all the Gryffindors laughed, as if they thought it was funny. "Look, hero boy wanna-be, I don't know who the hell you think you are, but from this day on I would watch your step." Mikkura flashed a brilliant evil smile that showed one of her fangs, but only he could see the fang part. Her eyes were cold, as cold as a killer's eyes right before the kill. His face drained of all colors when he saw her fang, and he gulped loudly. "Now take your groupies and go find a leaf to save." The room smelled of strawberries and vanilla again. "Umm... Ron lets go over here." A bushy haired girl interrupted, leading Mr.Ron to the end of the table, which was the furthest he could be without sitting at another table. A boy with the same type of piercing as Mikkura had, followed them with his hands in his pockets. The only difference with his piercing was that they were opposite, like 4 on his right and 3 on his left. He had black messy hair and glasses, he also was wearing all black: a black sleeveless turtleneck, which was very form fitting; black leather pants; a black Gryffindor robe; and black tennies. He glanced back at her and then turned away and followed red, and his little girlfriend. When he had glanced at her, heat raised to her face. –Oh my god! I am blushing! Over that wanna-be? I must be getting sick. Wait... I can't get sick. Damnit!- At the Slytherin table a Mr.Malfoy was watching his vampire and the bloody Harry-fucking-Potthead. -He made her blush... He made her blush! He, fucking Potthead, made my princes of darkness blush!!- Draco was getting furious just by thinking about it. He would most definitely punish his mate and that Potter! He had even dressed nicer and sexier ((a/n: not that he can get sexier than he already is)) than he normally did, just to make sure that she couldn't turn him down, and she hadn't even noticed him. He had on a black silk shirt that made him look 3 times paler than he did; black cargo pants that had green stitching; black boots; and his Slytherin robe. Also he had a silver dragon that had a small crystal ball that was made so the dragon was holding it; one ear pierced; and 3 tattoos. One tattoo was a green dragon on his back, the dragon was a Japanese. The second one was a snake wrapping around his right arm, it was done in green, black and silver. The last one was a tattoo of 3 circles forming a triangle on his left inner wrist. He had stopped gelling his hair so now his hair didn't look like it was made out of plastic, but more like it was made out of a softer silk ever found on Earth. When all but the first years were in their correct seat, and every one was talking amongst them selves, is when Mikkura noticed someone burning wholes in her. Sure they were not exactly burning her, but some one was very interested in looking at her, memorizing every shape her body made in her cloths. –Damn... I thought I would be ignored if I ignored every one else. This fucking school just doesn't take a hint does it.- Mikkura looked up to find it was a Slytherin that was staring at her, and he didn't smell like strawberries, not even vanilla. –Roses... He smells like roses. I was the only one suppose to smell like roses.- Then she saw him raise and empty goblet to her and wink. She didn't blush at this guy, the main reason was she was prepared and angry. So she did what any one would so to scare away a person, smile. When she did smile at him she made sure that he saw at least one of her fangs if not both. Little did she know, Draco knew who and what she was, and the reason she has not attacked any one at this school. He could see her chain that bound her to the Gryffindor table. When she looked back down getting lost in her thoughts, he let a grin play across his lips and a dirty thought appear in his mind, -That could come in handy...-
The doors opened and the sorting began. About an hour later it was over, and every house go a number of new members. Then Dubledore stood up to give his speech. "Welcome to another year at Hogwarts, and welcome to the first day of the rest of your life." His eyes glowed and he chuckled as the students whispered about his meaning. "As you all know and if you don't I will remind you," he paused and looked at the two red headed twins at the Gryffindor table, then continued. "The Forbidden Forest is as named, forbidden. Mr.Filch would also like me to mention that new things have been added to the list of no-no's." The first years and half of the other students looked at him perplexed while the teachers just sat there thinking how could this mad man be Head Master. "Before we start to eat I would like to introduce a student that has gladly chosen to come back this year." –Chosen my ass- Mikkura thought. "I am pleased to reintroduce Ms.Mikkura Rosel. She was sorted into Gryffindor four years ago and so in Gryffindor she will stay. Ms.Rosel, will you please stand." Mikkura stood up like she was asked.
Half of the student population gasped when Mikkura stood up. She had done it in one solid motion, which made her hair fall into her face. When she was standing she brushed her hair out of her face, and many guys and girls were on the verge of swooning over, she effected even Ron. Her golden eyes were soul piercing against her white skin. Her blood red lips formed a small smile and she nodded and sat back down. Dumbledore continued his speech. "Please treat her like one of your own, and be nice." He winked at all the people greatly affected by her presence. "Now I think I have kept you from your meal for far to long. Tuck in." With those last words and with Dumbledore sitting down, food appeared right before them all.
((a/n: *singing and gooving* And another one bites the dust! And another one down and another one down, and another one bites the dust. *stops suddenly in mid movement* Hiya! Readers! Another chapter down! Can you guess the parings? Just a warning, I don't know when and I don't know where, but a yoai couple will strike and make out and have sex in front of you all!! But I don't think it will be soon. Sorry, I am not even sure what couple it will be... I love the Harry/Draco romance... God I love that romance, but I might kill all of you and have it Harry/Ron or Draco/Ron. *dies from thinking about it* Ok.. ok.. I don't think I will be that mean... But I just thought I should warn you... Oh and if your getting a bit bored, don't worry, the story will pick up soon. *Bows* Thank you.))