Title: Lost in a Storm (02?)

Category: Drama

Sub Category: Horror

Keywords: HRH ©D, Vampires

Rating: NC-17 (XD)

Summary: Harry, Ron and Hermione after having a huge hurdle to pass, all smack into the next one – literally. As a story of the past comes back, and with it a man in black with a dark story he has foreseen. In a world where Voldemort has been banished to Hell. A new evil rises from the abyss. The moral: Don't Bit off more than you can chew, because it bites back.

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended. I don't own the character of Louis either; he belongs to Anne Rice.

Author's Note: There is a bit of slash here, a bit of het there… and Sex bloody everywhere… You no like… feck off! I owe this story to Ruthie! Her and I began this whole Idea of she writes a bit, then me. Dedicated to you, love. Also, the idea for this sprung from watching Queen of the Damned, yesterday.

Chapter Two:

"Him and his fucking big ego." Ron shouted to no one in particular. "I cannot believe this."

Ron hurried up the grand staircase to the seventh floor, and then pushed open the door. He spotted a prefect patrolling. "Shit," he muttered. He waited for the prefect to turn, then he ran and hid behind a bookcase, and then muttered: "Flipendo" at the door.

"Who's there?" shouted the prefect.

Ron then slide away towards the portrait, still hearing the confused prefect shouting.

Harry stood there staring after Ron, in anger and frustration. He swore loudly, and then turned and bumped straight into Hermione.

"For fuck sake." He shouted.

"I didn't know you loved him too." Hermione sighed.

"Yeah, well… He is not to know." Harry said.

"And why is that?" Hermione asked.

"I just can't… because I'm afraid."

"Of what?" asked Hermione softly.

"That this is the wrong choice, that he doesn't really love me."

"Dear, dear." Came a snide voice. "We are in a predicament."

"Malfoy?" Harry whispered.

"Potter, Granger. What a lovely surprise." Malfoy said, an odd tone in his voice.

Harry raised an eyebrow. "What the fuck?"

"It seems that you too both want Ron; however, Granger seems to be the only one who can admit it to the boy." Malfoy smiled mockingly.

Harry glared at Malfoy. "Shut up you fucking ferret."

"Ouch." Draco said mockingly. "I haven't heard that one before. No wait, about ten millions times a day."

"What about calling me a mudblood."

"That is not an insult… It is truth."

"Why you bleeding little shi…" there was a bang that stalled them.

"What in the world was that?"

As if in answer, a voice rang through the castle: "All students must proceed to the Great Hall immediately."

"What the fuck?" Harry said again.

"Oh it is a drill, you know if there is an attack." Hermione said.

"Ron and Draco, please take the astronomy tower." McGonagall instructed.

Ron grumbled, but didn't say anything.

Draco walked out first, slowly followed by Ron.

"Harry and Hermione…"

They opened the door to the north tower, and then started up the stairs.

"You love him, don't you, Weasley." Malfoy said softly.

Ron paused. "Is it the obvious?" He sighed and walked on.

"To tell you the truth. Yes it is."

Ron mumbled something.

"What?" Malfoy asked.

"Why are you being so nice?" Ron asked.

Malfoy shrugged. "Did you know they both want you, even if Potter says he doesn't."

Ron snorted. "No he doesn't."

"Ok then, believe what you want."

"Are you even gay? You say that, and later you lead me on, even though you made it quite clear that you didn't want to, and that gave me the impression you did, and I can't believe you, look… I…"

"I'm sorry… But my intentions where to fulfil what you wanted, I felt like I owed you that. Ok, and I am not gay, I actually thought I was, but I'm not."

Ron sighed and nodded.

Hermione listened and sighed, she hated this. She rather Ron be happy with Harry, than this. She knew she would prefer Ron to be with her, but Ron's happiness meant more to her.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have led you on. I care about you, and I don't regret it. It was… nice. It sounds pathetic, but it was." Harry said truthfully.

Ron nodded. Then they both heard his stomach rumbled.

"Must be dinner time." Harry said.

"How do you know that?" Ron asked.

"You stomach works like clockwork."

Ron smiled weakly. "I suppose you're right."

They entered the great hall, and took their usual sets opposite Hermione.

There settled in an awkward silence, between them.

"What do you have there, Hermione?" Harry asked in order to break the ice.

"Just the revised edition of…"

"Hogwarts, A History." Ron and Harry said in bored unison.

Hermione chuckled.

"So what do we have tomorrow? I never manage to remember the timetable before Christmas."

"Being Friday: we have Double potions first, I then have Double Arithmacy meaning you have Double Divination and finally we have Transfiguration."

Harry and Ron groaned; they hated Fridays.

The headmaster stood and the whole hall was silent. "Halloween is tomorrow night, so we will be having the feast and then the Samain festival shall begin after. Remember, there are costumes available from muggle studies… Now, off to bed, and to all a good night."

Ron and Harry sat down in the common room finishing their potions essay on the most amusing potion to date: 'The Laxative Potion'. Harry had finished two and a half rolls on it, and Ron was on his last paragraph. Harry rolled up the essay, and placed it in his bag, then yawned.

"I'm off to bed, now. Do you mind?"

Ron shook his head, but didn't look up.

"Ok, night."

"So, who you going with?" asked Hermione.

"Cho." Harry said simply.

"Ron won't be pleased." Hermione told him.

"Well you can keep him busy." Harry replied.

"I plan to." Hermione said slyly.

Harry grinned at her, but then looked at the space next to her, and got that distant look again.

Hermione noticed and she sighed. Love triangles were bad. Very bad.

Ron came down to breakfast, feeling well rested. He was slightly annoyed that Harry didn't wait for him.

"Morning, all." He said, when he sat down next to Hermione.

"Good morning." Hermione said back.

"What are you doing?" Ron asked, reading over her shoulder.

"Arithmacy notes, I have a quiz during the lesson." Hermione said, and she looked oddly excited.

"You done the divination homework?" Harry asked Ron.

Ron nodded, "Did you?"

Harry nodded.

"We have potions first." Hermione told them.

On the topic of homework and potions, Harry remembered what happened a few days before.

"What happened to that potions homework? The one you didn't hand in." Ron asked.

"Oh that? I had forgotten it, but I bet he wouldn't of believed me."

"Did you go to his detention?" Harry asked.

"Why didn't you ask me then…" Hermione stopped, because she remembered why.

Just then the bell went, and the seventh year Gryffindors flocked and headed to the dungeons.

Harry grabbed his bag and stood up, and the other two followed suit. Harry then grabbed a final piece of toast and then they followed.

Potions was the same as it had been for the last six whole years and a bit. Neville screwed up the potion and Malfoy baited Ron. Harry had to grab his robes so he didn't pounce on him.

"Ron, for Pete's sake. Don't let him get to you." Harry demanded.

"Fine."

Potion ended with only ten points being deducted –

"Longbottom, that's ten points for leaving your cauldron on your desk, clean it up this instant."

Better make that twenty points deducted. That was no matter, because in Divination, Harry and Ron made that up by far by predicting a vampire will bite Ron and Harry would drown. After making the prediction, they used tarot cards, tealeaves and palmistry – oddly enough that was what each one said.

Harry left the tower feeling slightly uneasy, but when Ron joined him… All his paranoia disappeared.

"Finally we have lunch." Ron said happily.

"I'm starving." Harry said, after hearing his stomach rumble.

"Me too." Ron agreed.

"Well, no surprise there."

"Sod off, you great big lummox."

Harry glared at him playfully.

Hermione sat next to them during lunch.

"How did the quiz go?" Harry asked.

"I got 140." Hermione beamed.

"I don't know how she does it." Harry wondered. "To begin with I thought 100 was the maximum."

"It is." Hermione giggled. Ron raised an eyebrow.

That evening, Harry and Ron walked with Hermione to the muggle studies corridor to loan a costume.

"What do you reckon I should get?" Harry asked.

"I dunno." Hermione answered "We shall see what they have."

Harry, Ron and Hermione entered the hall. Harry wore a doctor's outfit, Hermione was wearing a Nurse's outfit and Ron was wearing what looked like a gothic vampire outfit.

The music had already started and there were loads of people already dancing.

It takes the pain away
That could not make you stay
It's way to broke to fix
No glue no bag of tricks

Harry met Cho and they began to dance, Hermione asked Ron to dance but he said no.

"Suit yourself." Ron sat in the corner like he usually did, and watched Harry from the corner of his eyes.

Lay me down the lie will unfurl
Lay me down to crawl

Ron began to fidget; he saw Hermione was dancing with Neville and he decided to go for a walk.

He gave Harry one last look, and Harry caught his eye. Ron turned and left.

Harry said he needed to go to the toilet, and so he followed Ron.

Ron noticed Harry was following,

Your smile will make me sneeze
When we were siamese
Amazing grace in here
I'd pay to have you near

Ron excited through a side door and Ron through the courtyard and towards Hagrid's hut, he then hid behind and the watched Harry walk past and away. He turned and sighed with relief. The he noticed a pair of haunting eyes.

Lay me down the lie will unfurl
Lay me down to crawl

"Ron." Harry shouted. "Please, where are you?"

"You'd better tell your boyfriend where you are." A voice said in his mind.

"What did you say." Ron spoke out loud. But Ron silenced himself, when Ron heard Harry approach.

"Ron? Are you there?"

Only silence greeted him, so Harry moved on.

"He is not my boyfriend." Ron growled.

"But that doesn't mean you don't want him to be." The voice said, this time out loud.

Don't go and lose your face
At some stranger's place
And don't forget to breathe
And pay before you leave

"Who and what are you?" Ron asked.

The boy stepped forward, and Ron was taken back. This boy was beautiful. He has place white skin and chocolate brown eyes.

"I am Louis." The man said. "I know your name, Ron."

"Oooh, I'm real scared." Ron said sarcastically. "Harry just said it."

"I know, but I already knew. How is Ginny feeling about your feelings for him?"

Ron jaw dropped.

Lay me down, the lie will unfurl
Lay me down to crawl

Louis stepped forward and brought his lips to Ron's, in a tender kiss. But Ron kissed back hungrily. Louis moved his lips to Ron's neck, then before Ron could do anything, Louis bit him. Ron tried to let out a scream, but nothing came out.

Flashes came of his life, Hermione – Harry – His family.

He was falling slowly away, and the last thing he heard was

Lay me down, the lie will unfurl
Lay me down to crawl

"Ron, look… I love you, too."

Tears formed and dropped as Ron fell into darkness.