Harry Potter, LP, and the Sixth Year
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, Linkin Park, vampires, or anything else you might of recofnized. Please don't take my story or any of the text and claim it as your own or else. I only own Vlad and the plot.
::::: A/N: Thanks for reading. Please R&R, and long reviews would be awesome. Also if you have any question, feel free to ask.
Linkin Park:
For Projekt Revolution 2003 Linkin Park offered free tickets to Military Personnel and family (During War in Iraq). Here are Brad's comments on this:
"We feel the need to give back to those making personal sacrifices for our country. So we've set aside tickets in every city we're playing to invite armed-services personnel, and their families, to attend the shows for free. Our hope, is that during this difficult and challenging time, these special guests enjoy a moment of entertainment and fun."
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Aorken: lol that could be a possibility...j/k. gah I just remembered...I have homework. Friday will be here in a few more days then the wonderful sleep in weekends are here. Lol yes it should be interesting.
Maya)-sleepy: you'll find out...oh no, you're rhyming!!! Well you can always go to the links I have up in the Yahoo! Group, that's what their for lol to get the boredomness out of you.
Falcon Zanbandia of Nightmares: lol yay
Carry Out/ Salieri: didn't you read the little info I had at the top? Well if you're still confused IM me. Nah, think of this way: I'll have a few mini wars, few vampire meetings, adventures maybe, touring maybe, but it's far too much to add quidditch captain for him as well. He'll just be way to stressed out, and even as a vampire it could be quite hazardous. Let's see how well Ron will do as captain.
Faero of Egypt: yay a new reader. Gives you a cupcake Ah don't worry; I won't stop writing until something unnatural crosses my path. Cool, you like all three as well? That's awesome. So are you in the LPU or no? Nah all you, as the reader, has to do is review to keep me writing.
Lunakatrina: well I'm glad that someone pays attention to my mistakes. Nah, you just get a piece of it and put in your drink and drink it, that simple. Ah what made you to start liking Faint now? Lol don't worry I'll tell Moony that the next time I see him. But do tell me how one dance to Faint? Because at the two LP concerts I went to, no one was dancing more like jumping up and down, flinging their arms about, etc, but no dancing...
Last Time
Harry listened to everyone's conversations and gossip. The one that Dumbledore, McGonagall, and Moody were having far more interesting than everyone else's on-goings.
They were talking about having a band play for an opening in Hogwarts. That's when the little light bulb turned on, for an idea was forming in his mind.
That night after everyone eaten their dinner, washed up, and went to bed, Harry stayed up (as he usually did) and wrote a letter. Instead of using Hedwig, he used one of the messenger bats that Vlad left him.
Hedwig felt neglected so she nipped at Harry's hair.
"Ah girl stop," Harry said. "What is it? You want to deliver a letter or something?"
She stopped nipping his hair when Harry seemed to understand what she wanted to do.
"Well who would I write to? Ron and Hermione are here. Remus is probably on another mission, so I guess we shouldn't bother him. Wow I need more friends," Harry said sighing with a small smile.
Hedwig hooted softly.
"Well how about Sirius?" Harry realized what he said a few seconds after. For a few minutes he remembered how badly he wanted to write to Sirius everyday since the day Sirius offered Harry a home.
Hedwig's hoot brought him back to the present.
"Oh sorry girl. Well I guess you won't be able to send him a letter anymore. You never did like those long trips anyways," Harry rambled on.
But Hedwig did enjoy sending letters to Sirius because she knew how happy it would of made them both. She didn't know what ever became of the older man.
"Well there is one person," Harry said. He seemed to be thinking about the outcomes of what would happen.
Hedwig hooted in a confused sort of way.
"Do you think you're up to it?" Harry asked her.
Hedwig hooted a bit more loudly.
"Well I don't know if there's any other vampires around him, but he'll see to it that you'll be fine or else," Harry said and started writing another letter:
Dear Vlad,
So how are you doing? I haven't seen you in what seems like an eternity. You have stirred quite a commotion around here. Moody told me the other day of how he didn't see your heart beating much. Hermione and just about everyone else seems to have some sort of mental block every time they try to think who you might really be. Is that your doing?
Anyways, I'll be back in Hogwarts in a week. Also, what do you think are my chances of getting my band to play for Hogwarts? Dumbledore and McGonagall talking about it during dinner. Do you think the old man knows about me being in the band?
Well take care,
Harry Potter
P.S. please don't let anyone or anything harm Hedwig, my owl.
Harry sealed the letter and gave Hedwig the letter. He made her drink water and eat one of her treats before leaving. "Godspeed," Harry said after he couldn't see her anymore.
After a few hours of waiting for Hedwig to come back, Harry decided to go to sleep, since sunrise was coming. He pulled the blankets over him and slept.
Harry has not heard from neither Dumbledore, Hedwig, nor Vlad in three days. He was getting worried.
On the third day, he got a letter back from Dumbledore.
Dear Mr. Bennington,
I believe that Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry would be honored if you and your band played for the students and staff when the students arrive. I believe that the rest of your band is residing here in London with one of their friends, Harry Potter, while you are at California.
If you need any help in transportation, I would be more than glad to help you.
On September 1st, your band mates will be going to our school, Hogwarts, with the students in the Hogwarts Express, the train. Would you be accompanying them? We will have all of your equipment set up before any of the students arrive.
If it is required, you and your band may reside in Hogwarts for as long as you wish.
Here is a map of the school and your bat back.
Sincerely,
Professor Albus Dumbledore
(Headmaster of Hogwarts Witchcraft and Wizardry)
Harry's semi-dead heart swelled with happiness and the depression that had enclosed him had disappeared for now. Quickly, he took out a quill and some parchment.
Dear Albus Dumbledore,
Thank you for giving us an opportunity like this. It would be our pleasure to perform for your school. Ah the name Harry Potter does ring a bell, though faint.
No I won't be needing any help in getting there. I'll inform my band immediately. And yes, it would be awesome if you would let us live in Hogwarts until we can find a more permanent place to stay.
Again thank you,
Chester Bennington
(Lead Singer of Linkin Park)
Harry wrote this all with his left hand. Which surprisingly looked more "mature" and better than his writing with his right hand. Harry sealed it and gave it to the messenger bat to send back to Dumbledore.
Harry waited for the guys to get done with their dinner, in their recording studio. Once they received their news of their first gig, they celebrated with firewhisky. Though of course Harry only had a few sips here and there, the rest of the guys seemed to have the firewhisky just go through their system.
After a morning of hangovers, except for Harry, they went straight to the studio, recording and practice nonstop except when they had to eat and sleep.
One Day before September 1st
Harry and the guys were really psyched about going to Hogwarts and playing there. If they played enough gigs and stuff all of them could go back to California. One of the guys sent a demo to a few of the record labels in California; they still haven't received a word from any of them.
Near noon, Vlad just happened to be in the recording studio watching them. None of them noticed him until he started clapping once they finished rehearsing One Step Closer.
"You guys really have progressed since the last time I heard you play," Vlad said.
"Hey," the guys said to him. They wondered how he got in their studio because the door is locked and they would have noticed him coming in.
"Well I went through the wall," Vlad said as if he read their minds. "Maybe I did," he added with a wink. "Anyways, Harry. Shall we discuss a few things before you get back to rehearsing?"
"Sure. I'll be back in a few minutes, you guys continue rehearsing," Harry said and walked with Vlad to his room.
Once they were there, Harry was glad to see that Hedwig was in good condition. "See no harm has befallen your lovely owl," Vlad said. "Though she really enjoyed all the rats we had. Ah Harry, I see you are thinner. Have you not fed? Come now drink," Vlad said.
Before Harry could protest, blood gushed into his mouth. This blood was different; images poured in his head, but they looked more like memories. He saw Vlad with longer hair and wearing blood red armor, impaling his enemies with a spear or sword or whatever weapon it was that he had in hand. Another memory; of a happier Vlad with what might have been his wife. They were just having a small picnic in a field and then it started to lightly rain, then they went inside. Then Harry saw a baby with black hair and violet eyes. Vlad obviously cared for the child.
Then all of a sudden, it was ripped away from him; the blood, the memories, and feeling wholesome.
"More...more...Please I want more...Give me more," Harry kept on saying, though he didn't know that was repeating those words.
When Harry saw no rat body, he saw Vlad clutchering a small hankerchief to his wrist. Then it hit him, he drank from Vlad. It made sense, those weren't just images those were Vlad's memories.
"Why did you show me those images?" Harry asked. He felt a lot better than before.
"That was how I was before I became this," Vlad said. Then, "How long did you think you were drinking from me?"
"I don't know. Probably around 10 minutes?" Harry guessed.
"No. Not even close."
"Then what?"
"That, Harry my boy, was only one minute," Vlad said seriously.
"What? You're kidding?" Harry said in disbelief.
"I kid you not. Even ask your friends how long you've been gone," Vlad said.
"No that's alright. I believe you. Is everyone's blood like that?" Harry asked curiously.
"No. You'll find that the both the young and bad people's blood is the sweetest of them all," Vlad said and he seemed to shake a little from excitement just remembering the taste of it. "Anyways I've come to teach you a little something. Only the old vampires, like myself, know this little trick," Vlad said grinning.
Oh what do you guys think this little trick is? ;) So what are your thoughts on this chapter? Thanks for reading.
Yahoo!Group members: Sometime before the end of the year (maybe Halloween) I'll post up a picture of Vlad. Yes I drew him, but hopefully he's not that bad looking. I'll have a drawing of every hairstyle/ clothing/ whatever of Vlad that I had of him in a chapter. So do you guys like this idea?