A/N – Hey guys, what's up? Here is chapter 2. Thanks to the reviews:

Sanguis Magia – Love the new word, may use it in the story, GROOVYNESS!

Chin5Cai – I am weird, and I'm proud of it!

Lady Nicole Malfoy-Potter

SnowLight144

Queen Zephora Yami

AthenaKitty – Thanks for the hint!

August 1st, 4.32am

Harry arrived at Hogwarts 2 minutes after he started the walk, and he wasn't even out of breathe.

"That path used to be a 30 minute walk! My vampire inheritance is so cool!" he thought.

He pushed the large double doors and entered. It was very quiet, "too quiet."

There were no lights but that didn't matter since Harry could see in the dark anyway.

"Where is everyone?" he thought.

He put Hedwig's cage down and opened it, "go get some food, I'll see you tomorrow," and Hedwig flew off.

"Be careful!" shouted Harry.

"Now what?" he thought.

Taking his wand out in case anything to drastic happened, he started up the stairs to the fifth floor (A/N I don't know what floor Dumbledore's office is so...) with his trunk in one hand.

Arriving at the statue guarding the entrance to Dumbledore's office, Harry realized he didn't know the password.

"Er... Cockroach clusters? Um... Muggle candy? Fake wands, Bertie Botts Every Flavoured Beans, CHOCOLATE FROG?" Harry started to get angry.

"Are you going to move or do I have to break into little pieces of stone then get you a replacement?" he threatened.

Not wanting to lose its job, the statue moved to the side. "Finally."

He started to climb the stairs and walked straight into Dumbledore's office without knocking.

The headmaster was sitting and drinking tea when Harry walked in.

"Hello headmaster," said Harry.

Dumbledore choked, spraying tea everywhere.

Harry chuckled and cleared up the mess with a wave of his hand.

"Harry! What are you doing here?" asked Dumbledore.

"Oh that's a nice welcome," he replied, mocking sadness.

Dumbledore chuckled, "My dear boy, be glad that I wasn't eating anything that moment, otherwise you'd have no welcome at all."

Harry shrugged one shoulder and sat down, leaving his trunk by the door.

"The Dursley's threw me out after learning I was a vampire."

Dumbledore looked at Harry through his half-moon spectacles.

"My dear boy, you are more than a vampire, you are a fallen angel."

Harry's eyes widened at this, "B... But one of those haven't been seen in centuries!" he exclaimed.

"Harry, that's what they say in books, books that a human wrote, not a fallen angel. If a fallen angel was to write a book about him/herself, then we'd be extinct," said the headmaster.

"We? You're a fallen angel too?" asked Harry.

"Yes. Or to be more accurate, your lord," he replied.

Harry stared at him in shock then passed out.

"Albus! That bloody oaf has..." Words died on Severus' lips as he stared at the scene before him.

Harry was on the floor while Dumbledore was laughing very loudly and seemingly couldn't stop.

"Albus! What is Har...Potter doing here?" He slapped himself mentally.

The headmaster stopped laughing and stared at him with the famous (A/N More like infamous) twinkle in his eye.

"Severus, would you please take Harry to the Hospital wing? Without magic please."

Severus stared at him in shock, "Absolutely not! I will not carry Potter. And just why can't I use magic on him?"

Albus stared him down.

"Harry is extremely delicate at the moment, so if you would be so kind," Severus sighed in defeat, "Fine, but you owe me!"

"Yes Severus, I heard."

Picking Harry up, he started to walk to he door when he realized, "Albus... he has fangs...and wings."

"I will explain later, all we need to do now is take Harry to the hospital wing."

Severus hoisted Harry onto his shoulder, Harry seemed heavy to him.

"Damn boy had to go and ruin my day," he thought, "you know you like him Sev, admit it." "What! Yeah right, and Voldemort is Father Christmas in disguise."

Severus chuckled at that image.

They entered the hospital wing and called for Madame Promfrey.

"What, what happened?" asked a sleepy Madame Promfrey.

Glancing at Harry she shrieked, "Albus, that cannot be Harry!"

Albus nodded, "But he is a Fallen Angel!"

Severus had to suppress his gasp.

He turned to Albus, "Is it true?" he asked.

Albus nodded his head again, eyes twinkling.

Severus started to feel sad, "You like him don't you, and you've fallen in love with him."

Severus' shell broke and he turned away from them, heading towards the door, "I have a potion to brew," he called, voice shaking.

For the first time in his life, Severus ran through the halls of Hogwarts, saying to him self, "How can Harry be a Fallen Angel, I love him, I can't bear to lose him to another, even if it is his soul mate.

I have to brew that potion, I need to find out who his soul mate is."

And with that, he burst into his rooms and collected the equipment needed.

Setting up the cauldron, he lined up all the ingredients in order.

After putting the Mandrake next to the Bezoar stone, he realized he had a missing ingredient.

Throwing some floo powder into the fireplace, Severus stuck his head in it and called out "Hogwarts hospital wing!"

After a bout of dizziness, he called out to Madame Promfrey, "Poppy! POPPY! I need some of Harry's blood."

Madame Promfrey hurried to the fireplace, putting the tube of Harry's blood into Severus' mouth without questioning him.

After another bout of dizziness, Severus' head returned to his body (A/N Lol!).

"Ohhhh," Severus grabbed his head.

The tube rolled out his mouth and on to his leg.

Catching in before it hit the ground, Sev (A/N I will be calling him Sev from now on) placed the tube next to the Mandrake.

10 minutes later, Sev added the last ingredient to the now pink potion, "Well, here goes." And he poured it in.

The image that rose up from the potion made him faint in shock.

In front of the now unconscious body of Sev, was his reflection staring right back at him.

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