Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or the series.

A/N: I'm sorry she's not something more exciting and less predictable, but I was reading a manga and... I just HAD too. I hope you like it anyway! Oh, and my tabs are all messed up because of the uploading or something, I don't know. Enjoy!

Forever Red

Chapter Five: Old Friends

Harry and I walked down the hallway after classes searching for where Hermione had gone. Severus Snape stopped us before we could walk into the library. "Mr. Weasley," he said to me. "There is something you need to see, before dark."

"After we find Hermione," Harry said.

Professor Snape looked at us with an urgent expression on his face. "Miss. Granger will have to miss this one," he said. "I can't force you, and I was waiting for you to step out of line in class."

I sighed lightly. "You look for Hermione," I said to Harry. "I'll go with Professor Snape," I said, with no enthusiasm in my voice.

Harry laughed, quite excited. "I want to see what it is though!" he said.

An eye roll came from Severus' face. "Let's just go," he said.

He started to walk briskly down the hall. Harry and I ran for a moment to catch up with him. "What is it?" I asked, letting the curious surprise take over my manners.

"Did you find out anything about Selena?" Snape asked me.

"She has friends," I said as he opened his chamber door.

Harry, Snape and I walked into the almost pitch black room. All of the curtains were drawn shut and not a single candle was lit. The only lights were two red glowing bulbs, which I doubted was put there, since they blinked at me. I waited patiently for my eyes to get used to the dark as Snape shut the door. Selena's thin figure became more visible, much thinner than I remembered. A hiss came from the corner where she cowered and her pale fingers reached out to grab my Gryffindor tie. Professor Snape pulled me back. "She got trapped in the school, so she's staying here. Of course, I talked to her before she was hungry," he said.

I watched her pearl-white teeth shine at me, waiting for me to come closer. I kneeled down so I could make eye contact with her. "Hi Selena," I said, slowly, as if I was talking to a child.

A low growl was her response. Her sharpened-to-a-point nails reached out for me again. I backed up. I saw her face more clearly as her eyes watched my every movement. Her face was thin and it looked like you could see her skull through her thin, grey skin. "What's wrong with her?" I asked my professor.

Selena seemed to know that we were talking about her; she waited for Snape's response. "She's a vampire," he said. "She's starving and letting the beast within her come out."

"You're kidding," Harry said.

I watched Selena sneak closer to Snape on all fours, as if no one was watching. Her thin hair hung across her face. "It's why, when I first saw her, she hadn't age a day since her death," he picked her up around her waist. "But this is what she really is."

She nipped at his hand like a kitten. "...But..." I said watching her carefully. "I honestly thought it'd be more interesting."

My professor sat down on a chair, conveniently placed behind him. He held the wriggling Selena tightly in his arms, so she wouldn't escape. "Well, you should be thankful. There could be a lot of other undead that would be a lot more harmful," he said. "Vampires make decent pets," he rubbed his nose against Selena cheek. She hissed loudly at him and swiped at his face. "If you're into that kind of thing."

Harry made a somewhat disgusted face at me, and I returned one. "So, you're going to keep her as a pet?" I asked.

"No," he said. "I'm going to let her outside when it's dark out."

I rubbed my neck noting the two holes in it. She ran her light pink tongue against her lower lip seductively. "You can't seduce me!" I said, pointing a finger at her.

She, again, attempted to wiggle out of Snape's grasp. "Don't temp her, Mr. Weasley," he said.

"Can she only eat Ron?" Harry asked.

"No," Snape said. "But Ron is the best tasting person right now."

I shuddered at the thought of him saying that. "Couldn't she just bite you to knock you out and then attack Ron?" Harry asked.

Selena stopped wriggling and looked at Harry. "No, she couldn't," Snape said.

She raised and eyebrow looking up at her former friend. I held out my wrist to her. "Just take some," I said. "So we can actually talk to you."

Her red eyes watched my wrist and than looked up at Snape for any kind of guidance. He sighed and let go of her. She chomped down, hard, on my wrist. I turned away as I felt my skin tear apart. I felt her smooth hands run back against my skin. She wrapped up my wrist. "Ron..." her voice was normal and no longer raspy. "Sorry."

"It's fine," I said, looking at my aching, wrapped up wrist.

She held onto my hand and leaned close to me. "Do you understand why I decided to leave?" she asked.

I nodded and looked away from her. I could see my blood spread across her lips. "Yeah," I said. "I understand."

It's not like I really wanted to be with her anyway. I backed up away from her. She pulled open the window as if she knew it was dark out. "Severus," she looked at my professor. "Thanks... and... I didn't mean what I had said."

She stood in the opening of the window, waiting to see if he'd respond. His eyes looked down. "I know..." he responded with a slight sigh.

A smile snuck upon her face from the corner of her bloody lips. She jumped out of the window. "What did she say to you?" I asked, curious.

"Nothing of importance Mr. Weasley. I request that you please leave my quarters," he said.

Harry and I nodded in unison and left quickly. "So what're we going to do?" I asked Harry, hoping he'd have a plan.

"I don't know," Harry put his hands behind him. "Homework probably."

"About Selena?" I asked.

He smiled lightly. "So you're not going to give up?"

"It's not that I'm attracted to her. I just want to know why..." I paused. "Why she is the way she is," I said.

Harry nudged me. "Then lets go into the Forbidden Forest!" he said.

"But... what makes you think she'd be in there?" I asked.

"It's Forbidden, everything's in there, that's why it's Forbidden," he said.

I nodded. "Good point, or the author can't think of another place to put her."

"Pardon?"

"I said 'Good Point.'"