Back At Hogwart's
Harry stumbled as they reached Hogwart's. He noticed that Remus also stumled, but of course Dumbledore didn't. Harry looked around at the familiar room. He noticed that the objects he had destroyed were whole again, standing where they used to. 'That was why he didn't care about me destroying his stuff. He could repair them. Or maby the objects repaired themselves.' He turned to find Dumbledore and Remus watching him, but there was another man standing in the shadows. Harry cocked a brow to the man, hoping he would realise he was seen and stand so that Harry could see who it was. But the man just shifted slowly to be prepaired at whatever Harry would do.
"What are you looking at, Harry?" Remus asked slowly. Harry saw them looking at the corner where the man was standing with confused looks on their faces.
"Nothing, nothing at all." Harry said as he watched the man relax a little. Dumbledore and Remus turned to Harry again, Dumbledore with a thoughtfull expresion and Remus with a his still confused look.
"Well, Harry, here we are. You probably wonder where you're going to sleep the rest of the summer." Dumbledore said his face going blank, twinkle back in his eyes.
"Gryffindor tower. Where else?" Harry said,
"Accually no." Remus said looking nervous.
"Then where?" Harry said, no emotions shown.
"With Remus down in Hogsmeade." Dumbledore said brightly.
"Absolutely not. Now that I'm at Hogwart's again I can use magic. Besides I don't want to lay awake at night listening to Remus mourning over Sirius." He said, still no emotion. Remus looked hurt and Dumbledore surprised.
"I suppose you could stay here. Dumbledore could se to that. You don't need to stay with me if you don't want to." Remus looked hopefully at Harry.
"I already knew that. Now that I'm here I might as well use the library." he turned to the door but before he could exit Dumbledore spoke up.
"I'm not sure you can stay here Harry. It's dangerous now that no one else is here. You should be safer with Remus." Remus looked at Dumbledore thankfully who watched for any sign of resignation from Harry.
"I trust you'll get my stuff to Gryffindor tower. And as for safety. Honestly, you think Voldemort would attack the castle? Honestly. The only way he would be coming is if you or Remus would let out that I'm here all by my self, besides you. Sir. Or do you think shadows talk." He laughed as the man shifted nervously. "I would really like to talk to a shadow. It must be more giving a conversation than this." Harry closed the door before Dumbledore or Remus could stop him. 'I hope that man got the message. I would really like to know who or what it is.' He walked up to Gryffindor tower where the fat lady had a conversation with the purple lady. He got in to the tower by saying that it is the holidays after all.
Back in Dumbledore's office Remus and Dumbledore had a heated discussion when both stopped at the movement in the corner of their eyes.
"Stupefy!" Dumbledore roared before Remus had reached his wand. The spell bounced of the man who merely stepped out of the shadows, making himself visible.
"A vampire!" Remus spat, Dumbledore just held his hand up to make Remus put his wand down. The vampire moved till he was ony a step from Dumbledore and Remus.
"A vampire. You shouldn't be so quick on judging, Lycan!" The Vampire's voice was like music and he was tall and had dark-green eyes, with dirty-yellow in the inner iris, looking like small flames. He had long black hair tied up in a loose ponytail with a some hair hanging down on the left side. He had pale, almost chalk-white skin. The lips were light-gray and his eyebrows where almost non exsistent. His face was hard, emotionless but still handsome. His body was thin but not skinny. He had long arms and unnatrual long fingers with claws on.
He was wearing black boots, black jeans with no pockets, the belt that held up his jeans were of black leather with a plain buckle. He was wearing a black t-shirt that was tucked inside his jeans. And on top of that he had a knee-long black leather coat.
"What are you doing here, mr..?" Dumbledore asked politely but with a demanding voice.
"Angelicus diabolus. But you can call me Gabriel. And as for what I'm doing here proffessor Dumbledore, mr Lycan." He reached inside his coat, making Remus raise his wand again, and took out a plain, black, dubble-edged knife. "This."
"Diablo what does that knife has to do with anything?" Remus said, looking murederous.
"Diablo. That was my name for almost a tousand years ago." Gabriel said with a thoughtfull look on his face. "As for the knife. I'm looking for someone."
"Can't you kill with your hands?" Remus murmured at him, 'Diablo! I'm talking to the most feared vampire in history! He was supposed to have been vanquised by Gryffindor, who vanished shortly after.' Remus was paler than usual.
"It's not for killing him, or her." Gabriel said to Remus with a smile.
"What's it for then, if I may ask?" Dumbledore said,
"You may ask but you may never know." he said with a sneer, "Unless." He added in a murmur so low that Dumbledore hardly heard it.
"Unless what?" Remus said just as Dumbledore was about to say something.
"I will see you when you've changed. It was long since I have fought a lycan. There aren't anyone strong enough to give me a fight left." with that he disappeared. Leaving a terrified Remus and a thoughtfull Dumbledore.
Harry sat in his favourite armchair in front of the fire in the gryffindor common room when he somehow felt a new present in the room. Something old.
"You wanted to see me. If I'm not mistaking your message." said a voice behind him.
"Yes, if you're the man that was standing in the corner shivering as a saw you. Take a seat. I really don't want to stand up right now." He somehow sensed him walking through the room and sitting down in the armchair beside him. 'Didn't I feel the same thing when I was in Dumbledore's office?' There was a silence as the vampire let Harry look at him.
"I suppose you listened in to their conversation after I left."
"Not really."
"You had a nice talk?" before the vampire could answere Harry continued.
"I thought you were a wizard at first. Gripping whatever you hid under there when I first looked at you. What's your name anyway?" Harry said in the same emotionless voice as before.
"You're very brave for not being an adult yet." the vampire said coldly. "Or maby it's idiocy. I'm Diablo by the way." the vimpire looked for any sign of recognition in Harry. "The most feared vampire in history?" Harry still didn't react, he only blinked slowly, as if bored. 'He's starting to get on my nerves. I could kill him. But what if he's the one.'
"The one?" Harry asked, 'Why would he talk to himself like that. he must be insane.'
"You should take this knife." the vampire said as he brought forward the knife, careful not to think of anything.
"What's your real name?" Harry said without looking at the knife.
"Angelicus diabolus. That's my new vampire name. Can you please take the knife?" The vampire was near raging at Harry now, who now looked at the knife without reching for it.
"What should I call you then? I can't really call you Diablo. Neither is Angelicus diabolus a good name to call you." Harry turned to watch the fire calmly.
"Gabriel. That's the name I go by now. Call me Gabriel. Now take the bloody knife already." He looked ready to cry out in frustration. 'What should I do if it's he?'
"First you'll tell me what it does." Harry said slowly. Making Gabriel shake with rage.
"When a human takes it nothing will happen." Harry looked at him again.
"And vampires?" Now Gabriel almost slit Harry's throat just to make him feel something. That's one of the first vampires gifts, feeling the emotions of the humans.
"A vampire can use its powers. One of the powers are to blend in to the shadows. And before you ask, it can be any object. And you will not know more if you're not the one." Harry took the knife and felt a surge of power rush through him. Making him stronger. Unleashing new powers within him. Harry could now catch the sent of everything half a mile away if the wind was right, he could see in darkness as well as in daylight. But his sight was blurry now. 'Have I lost my glasses?' He felt for them and found they were still there and took them off. 'What a fu!' His sight was much better without the glasses. He looked at Gabriel who was now shaking with either rage or fear, or both. Harry couldn't tell. But now Harry was feeling something again. Anger. Stronger than ever.
"You said nothing would happen if I took the knife." Harry was tower up over Gabriel, even though he had no memory that he had moved from his seat, who was cowering before him.
"I didn't say that nothing would happen to you. Only to humans." Gabriel realised he made a mistake saying that. But before he could react Harry had thrust the knife in to Gabriels head. Harry felt that all of Gabriels knowlege, all of Gabriels experience, flowing through the knife in to his head. It felt as if hundreds of years had passed in the one second the knife had been in Gabriels head. Harry almost fell as he walked to his favorite armchair again. He sat down and tried to get the memories under control. Gabriel rised from the armchair silently, his wound already healed as he was one of the first vampires. Which made him tousands of years even before Gryffindor and Slytherin was born. Harry reacted automatically as Gabriel threw himself at Harry trying to beat his head of. Gabriel was looking down on Harry in disbelief, his both hands feeling on the knife, which was in thrut into his heart held by Harry.
After what felt like hours, Gabriel let out a piercing scream. Making the animals in the forbidden forest flee for their lives. Then the scream stopped suddenly as Gabriel disappeard, as did the knife, leaving the power in Harry. Who staggered up to his bed. 'To much information. To much power. He really was Diablo.' Harry let out a cold laugh as he thought the last. "I've got Diablo's power." he said out loud. His voice sounded cold in his own ears. As he fell down on his bed he thought 'Wonder how the slytherins will react to this.' before falling asleep.
Back in Dumbledore's office he and Remus was still wondering what that piercing scream had come from.
"That wasn't who I think it was, was it?" Remus sounded like was about to collapse.
"I believe it was." Dumbledore sounded as calm as ever.
"But what can have made him scream like that?"
"I really don't know." 'I sure hope it wasn't Harry.' "I really don't."
"Maby we should get Harry his stuff." Remus was shaking as if he had met his worst nightmare. Which he had, in a way.
"You go and get some sleep and I'll let you know when Harry leaves the tower." Remus looked at Dumbledore, relieved.
"Thank you, headmaster."
"I will set some house-elf's on giving Harry his stuff. He probably needs some rest."
"Maby. And maby I'll see you tomorrow."
"You will."
"Bye, Albus."
"Sleep tight, Remus." Remus looked at Dumbledore again before taking the prepared portkey to Remus house in Hogsmeade. Dumbledore told a house elf to bring Harry's sruff to the Gryffindor sixth-year dormitories, before going to sleep himself. But not before he had gone down to the kitchen for a mug of hot chocolate. His last thought before going falling to sleep was, 'I will send for Harry's friends tomorrow so that they can make him go where I wan't.'
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A/N: Hope you liked it. I really have no idea of what I'm going to write before I've written it.
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