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Summary: Lily Evans is a Vampire. When a Vampire Hunter kills her Sire, she is determined to track down the one responsible and kill him. She did not expect to fall in love in the process. L/J.
A/N: 53 reviews!!! Guys you all ROX! Seriously, every single one of you! As always, reviewer responses are listed at the bottom. (I think I'm going to have to list them all in my bio in the future, it took up two pages in word, lol.) I apologise for the jumpiness of this chapter, it's a bit of a filler really.
Forbidden Love
Chapter 4: Whatsername
Temporarily paralysed, James stood at the top of the stairs, hesitation evident on his young face. Moody roughly shoved past him and began down the steep wooden steps, years of wear and tear creating rough, splintering patches. James jerked back to his senses and once again followed the Auror.
Conley and Dawlish were no where to be seen, but this did not appear to have any affect whatsoever on Moody, whom was concentrating on getting down to the bottom of the stairs and cursing the inhabitants of the basement into oblivion. A wry smile flickered across James's face then, as quickly as it had come, it disappeared.
The sounds of terrified sobbing could be heard and then the roar of a voice. "TELL ME!" More crying and choked words tumbled around. Moody put a hand out behind him, signalling for James to stop right where he was. James glared at Moody's gnarled hand. It wasn't as if he were completely inexperienced when it came down to these things, he had had enough practise duelling Severus Snape when he was back at Hogwarts.
Alastor continued down the stairs, a swift, cat like grace to his movements. Not soon after and he was gesturing for James to join him. Gladly James did, trying to keep the noise his feet made on the wooden steps to a minimum. More whimpering.
The passage they had entered was cold, the damp air immediately attacking their throats. James could vaguely remember Professor Binns telling them about the great smuggling scam that had gone on during the 1600's and the series of underground passages that had been made to hide the Galleons upon Galleons worth of illegal goods.
There was a doorway opposite, again, made out of wood. It was scratched and marked in several places. James glanced at Moody who appeared to be deliberating whether to blast the door open or just open it carefully. In true Moody style he chose the foremost.
"Reducto!" he bellowed. The curse flew towards the door, blasting it off its hinges and into a fine tangle of wood on the floor. There was a scream. Both James and Moody flew into the room wands raised and ready.
Cowering against the back wall, pale eyes wide with fear was a young woman donned with Muggle clothing. Standing a few meters away from her was a man, expressionless to the two intruders. He merely smiled, showing two pearly canines. A vampire.
"Stop right where you are!" Moody growled, wand pointed straight at the offending Being.
James slipped a hand into his pocket withdrawing a small wooden stake; he had a gut feeling that this vampire was not going to come along quietly.
A flash of amusement flitted across the vampire's face. "Don't worry, my good sir! I shall be going no where, no where at all." He turned to face James and his smile got bigger. "A Vampire Hunter, how quaint."
Without warning the vampire sprung forward towards James, teeth bared and an ugly expression on his face. Claw like nails dug into his shoulders and the weight of the vampire alone was enough to cause James to come crashing down to the floor, however the wall which he was now pressed up against had saved him from that fate. Glasses threatening to fall of his nose James blinked, trying to regain some sort of thought process. "You think you can just barge in here, Vampire Hunter? You think you have the skills to kill me?" he sneered. "Eh?" The strong grip on James's shoulders relaxed slightly and he let him go, satisfied with the silent answer.
Moody was standing behind the, wand pointing menacingly between his eyes. "Don't move."
James came away from the wall cautiously, all too aware that the vampire was riled up from their intrusion. "Do you want to come with us quietly, or do we have to remove you permanently from the face of the earth," Moody continued.
"Well, aren't I scared now? Being threatened with a twig is something I always wanted to happen," the vampire said, mockingly.
James plunged his hand in his robe pocket with drawing small silver tipped dagger. During his non-work related hours he would keep it stashed away in a wooden box, in fear that one day Remus might come across it.
"I know what you are doing Vampire Hunter," the vampire said, without turning around. "I can sense your thirst to prove yourself worthy, but of what I wonder? You've done it before, so why not do it again! Go on, KILL ME!" He shouted the last two words.
Moody nodded curtly; there was no chance that this particular vampire would be willing to be questioned. His character was irrational; certain madness to his actions and an unpredictable character was not one that could be quizzed.
James, in a split second of Moody's nod, had plunged the dagger through the undead body. All was frozen in that moment and suddenly, without warning the body crumbled into a fine ash. It was surreal, just watching something turn into to particles of dust much like sand being sieved by small children at the beach. Moody smiled slightly at James, who was still holding the dagger in exactly the same place it had entered the vampire's body.
"Good job, Potter, you put him out of his misery." James stepped back, shoving the dagger back within the confines of his robes. His gaze flickered over to the terrified woman, who had a bony hand clasped over her mouth.
Conley Fenwick and Dawlish appeared, breathless, panting heavily. "What- what happened?" Conley asked, glancing from the small pile of ash, to James, then Moody and finally to the woman.
Moody smiled pleasantly. "Well, Conley, I think the V.H. department has one less deluded vampire to worry about, young Potter here took care of the problem quite nicely. I'll leave you to see to the young lass." Without another word Moody began to make his way out of the room. Conley, mouth open, shook his head and rounded on James expectantly. He shrugged, thankful that Moody hadn't mentioned the fact the vampire had caught him off guard before he had managed to kill him.
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The woman was in her mid twenties; a Muggle by all accounts and exceedingly traumatised by the events she had witnessed. Unfortunately, much to her protests she had to be taken back to the Ministry for questioning.
Having never seen a witness being interviewed before, Conley had decided that it was about time James saw, whether it was out of spite or not James hadn't a clue. The only thing he could confirm was that he was standing in a room that much resembled the broom closets at Hogwarts; only the broom closets at Hogwarts were not painted storm cloud grey.
Apart from the small white table separating Conley from the woman and the chairs they were sitting on, there was only one other chair (complete with desk) for the scribe to note down all of the questions and the answers the woman might give. He was standing near the far wall, hands clasped behind his back.
"Mrs. Dursley, as you are aware we are here to question you on the events that took place a few hours ago, before we start with the rudimentary questions is there anything you'd like to tell us?" Conley asked politely, losing his stern voice and trying, almost desperately, to make a good impression on the Muggle woman. The woman, Mrs. Dursley, sat up straighter, her lips pursed in a thin line and her jaw jutted out; draped around her shoulders was a tartan blanket and she suddenly shivered, pulling it tighter.
"My sister, my freak of a sister did this, I know she did! How could she not, being what she is a-a unnatural, abnormal FREAK! I hate her, I hate her!" Mrs. Dursley said, fists clenched and knuckles white.
"Is your sister a witch, Mrs. Dursley?" Conley asked tentatively.
"Of course!" Mrs. Dursley uttered sharply.
"Do you have any idea where your sister is?" Conley pressed, eager for details.
"I told her! I told her to keep out of my life after that-that monstrosity murdered my parents! She disappeared not long after, of course, aware that I certainly never wanted to see her ever again!" Mrs. Dursley paused for breath, shuddering. "I haven't seen her for three years, yet still she manages to plague me with her freakishness, getting involved with-with unnatural beings!"
Conley blinked; uncomfortable with the fact this woman seemed to hate their race with vigour. "What was your sister's name, Mrs. Dursley?"
"Lily. Lily Evans." James, who up until that point had been listening with a huge desire to laugh, was suddenly jerked from his immature side with a jolt. Lily Evans? The same Lily Evans that had been Head Girl against his Head Boy? The same Lily Evans that had seemingly appeared to loathe him?
She disappeared not long after.
She was missing. Her sister hadn't seen her for three years.
"Did you say she disappeared?" Conley said with a furrow of his eyebrows, interrupting James's near on incoherent thoughts.
"Yes. I haven't seen her since my parents' deaths. Guilty, she is and she knows it!" Mrs. Dursley answered with an accusatory tone.
"And the vampire?"
"I suppose he was looking for her. He thought I'd know where she was!"
"Right. Well, we'll see if we can track down your sister then Mrs. Dursley, maybe she can provide us with some more answers." Mrs. Dursley nodded stiffly. "Now, seeing that you are aware of the wizarding world, I'm afraid we can only do a limited amount of modifications to your memory."
Mrs. Dursley shrunk back with horror, pale eyes wide. "N-n-no, absolutely not!" James smirked.
Conley smiled kindly and gestured to the scribe. "That's fine then. Mr. Johnson, could you please take Mrs. Dursley up to the Atrium and escort her off Ministry grounds, please." The young scribe leapt to his feet, eager to be of service to his seniors. Mrs. Dursley walked stiffly out of the room, hugging herself tightly, eyes flying around her surroundings as she walked out of the interview room.
Conley sighed and leaned back in his chair. "Bloody waste of time that was. I guess we'd better go down to Law Enforcement, see if they've got anything on this Evans girl; they'll have her records."
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Lily Evans's record was near spotless. She was born on the twelfth of June, 1960, got no less the seventy-five percent on any of her first year exams, chose Care of Magical Creatures and Ancient Runes as her two extra subjects for her third year. In her fifth year examinations she got eleven OWL's ranging from Acceptable to Outstanding and had hopes of becoming a curse-breaker after Hogwarts, her NEWT examinations were of a high standard and Ministry had propositioned her with an offer to become part of their very small curse-breaking team. She had not replied.
The only thing that marred her record was two warnings from the Ministry for performing magic outside of school, in front of Muggles. Other then that there was nothing to suggest her location at all.
"Nothing!" Conley exclaimed, closing the file with and shoving it back in the cabinet. "I think we're going to have to rope in a few of the boys from L.E to help with this. There again we could find out she's been dead for the past three years and that vampire was just as delusional as you said."
James merely nodded. He wasn't sure quite what to think. He had forgotten her, certainly, but maybe that was because no one had heard of her for three years. In this day it wasn't uncommon for someone to disappear and never return, You-Know-Who took care of that. The thought of Lily Evans being dead just didn't strike him as being an option, she had just been too, too -he frowned, searching for a word- stubborn, to just die, there again she could have died struggling, fighting just like she used to do against him.
A/N: Being, if you take a look in the Fantastic Beats and Where to Find Them, you'll find that all magical creatures are divided up into three sub-divisions. The Beast Division, The Being Division and the Spirit Division. All those creatures that are capable of human thoughts and speak go into the Being Division, this includes Vampires and that is why I was referring to the vampire as a Being.
B/N (Beta Note): if anyone is going to be throwing tomatoes and potatoes (mmm… tomatoes and potatoes) at the author for keeping you waiting so long, please throw them at the beta. Me, anniePADFOOT, in case you didn't know. I was out of town, camping (shudder) for ages and couldn't fulfil my duties as a beta very well. Sorry.
Things that need to be cleared up from questions etc. from reviews.
James and Sirius's relationship, what was all that about?
The relationship between James and Sirius was meant to convey a negative aspect. No friendships are perfect, and I took the opportunity to show it through their little argument. James is over-worked, under-paid, professional whereas Sirius is more a freelance rebel doing the occasional odd job where he sees easy money. Sirius is on the offensive due to his friend's lack of time; he doesn't really understand what a full time job entails. And James should, really, make more time for his friends, which he hasn't been doing of late.
Will this be like Anne Rice's books? No. The plots are completely different and as much as I love Anne Rice, I'm not taking anything from her. She did not, as far as I'm aware, detail a vampire falling in love with a vampire hunter. In fact, she doesn't even have, to my knowledge, vampire hunters such as James in her books.
Lilith's/Lily's siring? -Lilith's siring holds relevance to future chapters so; yeah… that's all I'm going to admit.
Dawn- In all honesty, yes, I suppose I was expecting people to assume Lilith was a witch before she was sired. The way she uses the term 'Muggle' gave it away quite a bit or so I had hoped. However, now that she is a vampire, then no she isn't a witch. She is in acknowledgement of the wizarding world but has only a very blurred recollection of her past. I'm sorry that this confused you; as a prologue it was only meant to inform you of what had happened to Lilith when she was sired and why she is after James's blood, nothing else. The nature of all the characters are revealed slowly through out the story.
anniePADFOOT- Lol. Of course, I couldn't have possibly named Sirius's girl Annie after my mate, because that would just be… a waste of a good name. Lol! Not really, you know you're cool anyway.
LilyRoseEvans- aren't computers always a pain. No, your review was far from messed up, it was very flattering! Unless you didn't mean to write flattering things. Lol. Anyway, yes, I do like your new pen name as well. Although, you could change it to TheGrowlingSnowflake, that would be interesting. You know what I'm talking about, I'm sure!
Neurotica5684-Glad you like Sirius and James, they had me worried! I'm glad you think so highly of my writing capabilities, you do know how to make a person feel better! And yes, I can't wait for HBP either, I leapt down the stairs and opened the door to my mum shrieking 'We have to pre-order it, we have to pre-order it!'
M00nmaiden- James should definitely have some more fun, I agree! I can see why you think Lily's name being Lilith is more fitting now; I didn't even see that connection! But yes, now you've mentioned it, it is quite fitting really!
Hypa4ever/Suzie- here's that update you wanted and thank you so much for reviewing, twice! I'm glad I explained the whole Lilith-joining-Voldemort-thing well enough for you in my email.
Bluferret- Gah, not worthy of that! Surely there are other clichéd stories out there that top this, but either way it was a very flattering remark to make. I feel special now! Lol!
Fergie2- I agree with you, vampire stories are always exciting. I just hope this one turns out to be as well! Thank you for your review and I'll try and keep it up!
Ash-bash-is-on-the-prowl- I'm younger then you, which means, well, it's all right for you to call me kid, lol. Anyway, I hope you had a good birthday, and Christmas for that matter! Loving the sarcasm, by the way! Lol!
Mrsjesspotter-Yes, I think we do! Ah, you should visit the UK, it's, erm… good? I've never been to America, though I do want to go at somepoint in my life! Merry Christmas!Marisa Arundell- Thank you so much, you were the only one to pick up on James/Sirius's relationship. James's coldness towards Sirius was partially intentional; you're right, they do have different maturity levels and I'm glad you think I've dealt with that well. For someone who doesn't really enjoy AU stories that is praise enough, just to know you are enjoying it! Thank you once more!
Ms Lily- Anne Rice quality? No way! That's too higher a compliment to be given! Seriously, she is a fantastic writer and her books are amazing! But she has her own plots and so do I.
Charmedluver222- the way in which Lilith was sired holds a part in the future which until written, I'm not going to disclose, but no I didn't intend it to be like Lestat's siring, or was it Louis? I'm glad you like it so much though, it's very encouraging.PammaPoo- I'm glad you find it interesting! And thank you for reviewing all 4 times, it means the world to me!
Cookiedoughicecream- A gem… wow that's really praise enough, I mean, I know there are a lot of LJ vampire fics out there but I'm so glad people are thinking so very highly of this one including yourself. Thanks so much for your review!
Anna-Banana890- It amazes me also. I admit that this isn't one of the greatest plots, but it sort of keeps me amused. Thank you for reviewing.Starburst1237- coming from such a great writer as yourself, that is a very nice compliment to have! Ah, but the awesome-ness of For Richer, For Poor… wow, I'm already in love with it.
Brooke Monroe- Interesting idea, but no, Caroline is no Lilith. Lol. But hey, I'm really glad you liked James and Sirius's argument I was unsure how people would react to that. Thank you so much!
SiRiUsRoXmYpOKaDoTsOxS- I can't wait to write their meeting! Soon, I promise! In fact, it looks like chapter 7 for definite. Yup.
Whew! Thank you to everyone who took the time to review. I'm afraid that next time the replies will be a lot shorter, they're taking up a lot of room! But I'll still respond either way. Hope you had a very good Christmas and New Year, you all deserve a very large cookie.
Thanks,
FallenFlower
