A/N: Sorry I took so long to update but no one reads this anyway so who cares.
Jason led them up the stairs of his manor. His black Armani shoes making no sound against the crimson carpet that covered the stairs between the marble floor of his first floor entrance hall and the wooden floor of the second floor. His right hand running up the oaken railing, while his ring made a scratching sound against the stained wood. He stopped half way up the stairs and turned to look at his guests.
"I insist you spend the night here. It is the least I can do after making you wait for me until midnight. I have selected a room for each of you. Please follow me."
He continued up the stairs until he heard a shocked scream and turned to see Hermione falling down the stairs. Before she had fallen three feet she was gently stopped and found herself being supported by Jason's arms. He put her back on her feet and started up the stairs once again. He looked over his shoulders at her.
"Are you alright?"
"I think so." She said rubbing a sore spot on her outer thigh.
"But how did you do that. I was barely off my feet and you had caught me. That was amazing."
Jason stopped and turned to face her; he glanced at the others and noticed that Harry and Ron were staring at him. Draco just looked questioningly at his host. Jason put his left hand in his pocket and started to speak.
"Years ago my ancestor Sonja Belmont fell in love with a half vampire named Alucard. They had a son named Trevor. Trevor was the first Belmont to have vampire blood. Even after all these centuries the power in the blood is just as strong with me as it was then.
With that power come heightened physical senses and abilities. Among these are increased speed and strength; along with certain other gifts. For example when I enter a room I can tell if anyone in the room is human, lycanthrope or vampire, or if anyone in their bloodline was; it also gives me a kind of radar if you will. Say I wake up to a noise in the middle of the night; I am able to tell if there is anyone in the room and I am able to locate them in a matter of seconds."
He turned again and resumed ascending the stairs. He led them down a hall with portraits of the Belmont clan along the walls. He led the group until he came to a door, a beautifully hand carved door with a cross carved into the center. Facing the others he spoke.
"This room belonged to my father when he was a boy. It is rather plain in comparison to some rooms but I assume it will suit Mr. Malfoy."
He opened the door to reveal a room almost completely absent of decoration except for a pair of dark blue curtains and a portrait of the sea. Its white sands nesting families of birds; the ocean itself was calm and perfect for a day of swimming. A small sailboat was only slightly visible on the horizon. The frame was made of what looked like drift wood that had been stained. Across the room was the only piece of furniture. The large bed had royal blue dressings and an almost oversized headboard with a ship engraved in its center.
Draco stepped into the room and closed the door. The rest of the group falling instep behind Jason. He stopped two doors down the hall at a very plain door of red cedar; quite out of place in the house of oak and mahogany. Opening the door he turned and entered the room as the others followed.
"This room was decorated by my mother after seeing an old western. She wanted each room to have its own little theme. Consequently this room was always one of my favorites. Note the wagon wheel handles on the dresser, and the chuck wagon headboard. I hope Mr. Potter finds this room to his liking."
Harry nodded, and the group continued down the hall to the next room. Jason opened the old fashioned chamber door and stepped through into a hunter green room. Everything was made from oak and it all had a sense of a forest.
"This room was occupied by my older brother. He always was fascinated with the stories of Robin Hood and wanted to have his one little forest stronghold. He is also very interested in archery and until recently had his bows mounted on the wall. I hope Mr. Weasley will accept this room."
Ron walked towards the dresser to examine its craftsmanship and then made his way towards the bed. Harry and Hermione followed Jason out the door awaiting the next room. Jason continued down the hall until he reached another door. He entered the room and looked around his eyes softened for a moment as he took the room in. he looked back at his guests regaining his composure and began to speak.
"This room was mine when I was younger, and we still came here for vacation. Note the crimson curtains and bedspread. I modeled my present room directly after this one only my current room has more furnishings. I also made sure this is one of two bedrooms in the house to contain cherry wood furniture. I have many a fond memory of this room and I hope you find it comfortable Ms. Granger. Now if you will excuse me; I think I will be off to bed. If any of you need anything in the morning do not hesitate to wake me."
Jason the left the room and headed for his own chambers, much like the one he just left. He entered the room and threw his white button down shirt on the floor and removed his shoes. Then he got up and turned on his stereo and replaced his black slacks with an old pair of sweat pants with the legs cut off just above the knee, and pulled off the wife beater he was wearing under his shirt. He waited for the song to end and turned off his stereo stealing a look at his clock. The red numbers reading 2:30 and after a long day he laid down to go to sleep.
He sat straight up in his bed and listened.
'Did I really hear it; no I couldn't have. Wait there it is again.'
A woman's scream could be heard through out the corridors of the manor; reaching out for a beam of light in the complete darkness of the house. Jason jumped out of bed and reached for his sword. Then turning into the hall he ran full speed to the room he had given Hermione.
Even though the room was across the house he still made it to the room before the others. Upon entering the room he saw Hermione in nothing but a white button down shirt in a corner of the room; a look of raw terror on her face as she stared at the only other figure in the room. He stood there his blue eyes piercing through the darkness. His collar length hair barely settled as he pulled a black semi automatic pistol from under his red coat. It at first appeared to be Malfoy until he appeared in the doorway.
The figure then walked towards the girl now crying afraid she was about to die her wailing could be heard through out the house. The figure took another step and stopped as Jason positioned himself between the intruder and the girl crying on the floor.
"Who are you, and why are you in my house?"
Jason stared at the figure as he stumbled and started to back off.
"Jason, is that you?"
By this time Jason already had his sword to the figures throat and started to lower it upon hearing the voice. He had it by his side as another figure showed up in the doorway behind Ron, Harry, and Draco. He was dressed in all brown and holding a revolver pointed at Jason, which he immediately holstered.
"Dante, put the gun down it's only my brother."
Jason spun around to face the figure in the doorway, and dropped his sword to the floor.
"Trevor? What are you doing here? I wasn't expecting you."
The man in brown stepped into the room to stand beside the other.
"Well we heard from one of our sources that you would be going to Hogwarts. We wanted to see if that was true. Also we were going to give you an early birthday/ first day of school present."
Trevor then took a bag off the floor and gave it to his brother. Jason opened the plain blue travel bag and removed its contents. Two twin semi automatic pistols, both black with silver extensions on the barrel. Examining them he noticed silver script on the barrels, the names Michael and Gabriel. The other item in the bag was a shotgun, pump action twelve gauge with a pistol grip, also of the darkest black.
Trevor watched as his brother examined his new weapons like a child on Christmas morning. He crossed the room to stand beside Jason and began to speak.
"The shotgun is from me. I thought that if you needed some extra stopping power and thought this would be nice. Well I'll see ya'll tomorrow. I'm going to bed"
Trevor walked out the door and Dante, the figure in red took his place.
"Those are from me; I know you normally prefer a revolver, but those have just as much power and a bigger clip. The bullets have frozen holy water on the tip and the clip is enchanted to keep them frozen. There are extras downstairs, when you need more tell me. Well, I'll find an empty room. Good night all."
Dante slowly walked towards the hall and left the room.
Jason slowly surveyed the room before speaking, everyone had had quite a scare.
"I think I'll turn in too, good night."
With that Jason exited the room and made his way back to bed.
Hey Ya'll sorry I waited so long but no one cares anyway, if you do read please review. Peace out. Go Brujah!