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Harry Potter and the Betrayal of the Night
Chapter 2: Full moon
Harry finally decided to go back to Privet Drive when he could no longer read by the lamp light in the park. He looked up to the sky to see the full moon. No wonder Lupin looked so pale this morning, Harry thought to himself. As he made his way home, he had looked across the main road to see Dudley and his gang riding home as well. Harry sighed and decided to ignore them when he was suddenly tripped over by a medium height man wearing a black leather trench coat.
"Oh, sorry, I didn't see you, are you okay?" The man asked, he actually only looked about Harry's age.
"Yeah, I'm fine." Harry answered, straightening his glasses. Harry looked at the teen in front of him, taking in black knee high boots, black leather pants and trench coat and his black silk shirt.
"I didn't think that any Goths lived around here." Harry said before he could stop himself. The teen in front of him smiled and looked down at himself.
"Oh, of course, the black. Actually, I was following that git." He said pointing to Dudley and his gang as they went around the corner.
"That's not a good idea…" Harry began but was cut off.
"He was in my neighborhood today and he gave my little brother some trouble." The teen said, a slight frown marring his otherwise handsome features. Harry could sense something about this person that was very familiar.
"I know him; unfortunately, I have to live with him." The teen gave him a sympathetic look.
"Anyway, my name is Venjins Daemonson. It's very nice to meet another friendly person in the world." Venjins said, holding out his hand. Harry smiled and took the offered hand.
"I'm Harry Potter." Harry said, shaking Venjins' hand for a few seconds before letting go.
"I better go; my Aunt and Uncle will have a fit." Venjins nodded. Harry turned and was walking down the street when Venjins called to him.
"Hey, maybe we can meet tomorrow, at the playground two streets away?" Harry smiled.
"Sure, how about around two." Harry answered, stopping his trek.
"Kay, see you." And with that Venjins disappeared into the shadows. Harry blinked and decided to leave it alone, continuing on his way back to Privet Drive.
At quarter to two, Harry left Privet Drive and made his way to the playground. When he got he nearly walked past Venjins, he looked very different, dressed in a deep blue shirt and blue camouflage cargo's. Harry got his first good look at Venjins. He was about an inch taller than Harry, with shoulder length black hair and brilliant blue-silver eyes that seemed to absorb the suns light and use it to glow in the shadows.
"So, what do you want to do, Harry?" Venjins asked, standing up. Harry was slightly shocked.
"There are things to do in Little Whining?" Harry asked. Venjins smiled.
"Of course there are things to do, come on, why don't we go to the movies, or the zoo, its really great there, I know one of the workers, we can get in free." Venjins looked at Harry expectantly.
"Venjins, I don't have any money, anyway." Venjins frowned at this, then smiled.
"It's okay, I do, and you don't have to worry about paying me back until we get to school." Harry raised his eye brows at this.
"I am changing schools, I will be attending Hogwarts for year six and seven. Don't look so shocked, you didn't think that you were the only magical creature in Little Whining, did you?" Harry just stared at him for a second.
"Actually, I never really thought about it." Harry answered. He was finding himself drawn to just tell Venjins how horrible his last years at Hogwarts have been. Tell him about Voldemort, Cho Chang and Cedric, his brush with a Werewolf, Basilisk and the creature named Argog. Harry had no idea why he felt so comfortable and safe with this person, but at the time it didn't matter. Harry and Venjins went to get coffee, Harry found out that the hot chocolates in The Blue citrus Café were the best in the world, according to Venjins and the waitress. The pair then went to the movies and grabbed a light snack before heading home for the day. Harry had never been able to talk to anyone so easily in the past and before he knew it they were standing outside Number 4 Privet Drive.
"Well, Harry, I better get going home, I'll see you next week?" Venjins asked, looking hopeful.
"Why not sooner?" Harry asked, slightly confused, it was only Wednesday.
"I… I don't want you to get sick of me. You probably want to hang out with your other friends." Venjins said, looking down, a slight blush in his cheeks. Harry laughed.
"I don't have any other friends in Little Whining. Lets meet tomorrow morning, how about ten." Harry suggested. Venjins looked up and smiled.
"Sure, ten is good." Venjins answered. The boys said goodbye and went their separate directions.
The holidays passed in this way until two nights before the train to Hogwarts left and Venjins asked Harry to meet him at eleven o'clock that night.
"Okay, but I won't be allowed to go inside my house until morning." Harry answered.
"That's okay, you can sleep over. I want you to meet my mother and father." Harry couldn't ask why he was meeting them so late at night because Venjins' mobile phone rang.
"Okay, I'll be there in a minute okay. Okay?" Venjins hung up.
"Your cousin is about to get his but kicked, he's tormenting my brother again." And with that Venjins sprinted off down the road.
At ten that night Harry left, not bothering to tell his Aunt and Uncle that he would be out all night or where he was going. They didn't ask either. Venjins was waiting, in his black outfit, again, at the end of Number 4's driveway.
"Hey." Harry said, walking up.
"Good evening is proper English, Harry." Venjins scolded jokingly. Harry pretended to be put out. Venjins just smiled. They continued to talk as they made there way out of town. Harry only realized they were out of town when they were no longer walking past businesses or houses, but trees. Harry stopped.
"Venjins, where are we going?" Harry said, fear making his stomach clench tightly. Venjins looked shocked.
"My house, it's just up there, see the sign. I told you my house was out of town… Don't worry, Harry, I'll protect you. I Swear." Venjins said, walking back up to Harry and taking his hand. They walked in silence the rest of the way, neither letting go of the others hand.
The house was set at the end of a 50 meter driveway, it was double story with a homely country look about it, it was built out of large stones, in traditional English style, with deep blue tiles on the roof. The small garden leading up to the door was full of night blooming flowers and big leafed plants. Once they came to the big blue front door, Venjins pulled out a key and opened it.
"Mum, Dad, I'm home." Venjins called, locking the door behind them. A tall, very pale raven haired woman wearing long blue robes and a pink half apron came out of what looked like the kitchen and hugged her son.
"Hello, Venjins. You must be Harry…" She said as she broke away from Venjins and hugged Harry tightly. "… Venjins has told me so much about you." The woman's voice was rich and calming at the same time.
"Are you okay, Mrs. Daemonson? You look very pale." Harry asked, concerned for the woman he had only just meet, and hoped to spend more time with in he future already.
"Oh, of course I'm fine, dear; I haven't taken by blood rejuvenation potion yet. And just call me Secrecy, or if you must, call me Mrs. Daemon" Harry was about to ask why she needed the potion when Mrs. Daemon forced them into the kitchen and began pulling out all sorts of treats and snacks. Mrs. Daemon finally looked down at her clothes.
"Oh, dear, look at me I'm covered in chocolate and in front of our guest, I'll just go and change, dears, I'll be back in a minute. Then I'll go and get your father." Harry just watched the bouncy woman leave before turning to Venjins, who had a contented smile on his face.
"Yes, she is always like that, and to answer your second question, she is a vampire. I am half vampire, half werewolf. My father is a wizard, my mother a vampire and I was bitten by a werewolf when I was 4 years old." Venjins seemed to have wanted to tell Harry for a long time, but he also seemed afraid of his reaction.
"My teacher in third grade was a werewolf. I've never met a vampire before though… So, being a vampire means you don't transform on the full moon?" Harry asked, for some reason he had no fear of Venjins or his mother, only curiosity. Harry could see the relief written all over Venjins' face.
"Yes, I only transform when I want to, but I can only do it at night." Venjins answered, smiling at Harry, with warmth in his eyes.
"Is that why your eyes glow in the sunlight?" Harry asked, remembering there second meeting. Venjins nodded and offered Harry some homemade chocolate cake.