To Reader:
Thanks to everyone who read my other FanFiction. Here's number two, I hope you will like it.
Disclaimer:
I didn't come up with all of these brilliant characters or locations, the talented J.K Rowling did.
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Cold sweat dripped down her forehead as she awoke from the horrible reoccurring dream. She dreamt of her last hug with her father, he held her tightly, like he would never let go, the smell of mint and cigarette smoke filled her nose as she embraced this wonderful moment. She looked into her father's icy blue eyes, pain filled inside them. Blood was dripping his mouth; he tightly grabbed onto Lola's arm and cried out
"This is all your fault!" And that's where her dream always ended, with Lola confused and broken hearted.
She sat up in her bed, confused about why this dream happened every night. She bit her lip in confusion, and her sharp fangs drew crimson red blood. She licked her lips in satisfaction. She was only part vampire, thanks to her mother, so she could go out in the sun and wasn't too blood thirsty, even though the sun was quite annoying to her, and the taste of blood brought her satisfaction. Her mother was the most bizarre vampire Lola has ever met. The biggest difference that Lola could find between her and her mother was her mother loved being in the sun. Lola and her mother have many differences, but they had one major similarity; they both were potions geniuses. They could make the most complicated potions in 5 minutes tops. The both got an award stating that they were the most talented potionist of there generation.
Lola blankly focused on her clock.
"Only 8:30!" she groaned while plopping her head back on her pillow. She just closed her eyes for no more then thirty seconds, when she heard a high pitch squeal. "I can never get a moments rest in this house." Lola muttered to her self. She grumpily marched to her bedroom door and opened it, the sun streamed into her piercing hazel eyes, she groaned in discomfort. She slowly shuffled to her living room, while attempting to block the sun from her face. She found her mother in the kitchen jumping for joy.
"What are you so happy about?" Lola asked with a drowsy look on her face.
"You got into Hogwarts, they said that they would be please to have you in there school for your 6th year. So you don't have to go to Axelles School for the talent Witch anymore!" Her mother replied while jumping up and down.
"And that's a good reason to disturb my sleep?" Lola asked
"You're going to sleep your life away Lola Rosa!" Her mother commented.
Lola rolled her eyes and slowly shuffled back to her dark lair for another two hours sleep.
September 1st – At the Leaky Cauldron
"Wake up, Wake up! Your going to be late for your train" Her mother exclaimed, while shaking her daughters sleeping body.
Annoyed, Lola slowly sat up and, looked at her watch and saw that it was 9:30; she had an hour to get ready and half an hour to get on the train. Her mother puzzlingly looked at her fifteen year old daughters face.
" Is there something on my face?" Lola asked while rubbing her fingers on her caramel color cheek. Her mother pointed at a crimson colored stain on the side of her mouth. "Where's that from?" her mother asked.
Lola didn't want to tell her mother what really happened the previous night, her mother would be furious if she found out her daughter was out feeding. But she couldn't help herself; she couldn't deny her natural instinct. The sound of breaking skin, and the taste of warm, fresh blood brought Lola a great deal of bliss. The hunt, chasing the person, making them scared out of the wits, hearing their heart beat a rhythmic dance, and once she finally reached her victim, hearing them scream and beg for their life. Oh how Lola enjoyed the rush of being a vampire. The thing that she didn't understand was why her mother denied the fact that she is one herself, it almost seemed as if she is ashamed.
"Well, are you going to answer me today Lola? Where did you get the blood stain from?" Her mother impatiently asked. Lola looked into her mother's eyes, which now had crimson color inside of them. That was the only way Lola could tell if her mother was mad. The crimson color would fill her eye, like there was no more human inside of her.
" I, uh. Bit my lip." Lola lied to her mother's ignorant question.
Her mother knew where the stain had come from; she just wanted Lola to admit it.
"Lola, How many times have I told you, you are part human and don't let evil take over your body?" Her mother questioned Lola's memory.
Was that a trick question or am I suppose to actually remember how many times she has lectured me on the "evil" part of me. Lola thought to herself.
"Mother, at least I know what I am, at least I am proud of the way I was made, or the way I was meant to be." She replied to her mother right before rushing to the bathroom.
Once she reached the bathroom she looked at herself in the mirror. She got most of her looks from her father, she had straight chocolate colored hair that went down to her mid back; her beautiful hazel eyes sparkled in the dim light, her caramel colored skin had few scratches on it from her previous hunt, her lips were a bit to full then normal size, and that's the only feature that she had that resembled her mother. She stepped into the shower; the hot water stung her cuts and bruises. She winced in pain, but continued to wash her nightmares and fears away.