Blood Lust

AN: Chapter five is now up! I'm having the best time ever writing this! Thanks to all my reviews! Woohoo!

Natyslacks: I hope you know that your review came up a half hour after I posted that chapter, that was really creepy.

Blood Lust: Chapter Five

Hermione groaned and rolled over in her bed, reached for her alarm clock…and promptly fell to the ground. Struggling to untangle herself from her blankets, Hermoine grabbed the curtains surrounding her bed and tried to pull herself upright. Once Hermione had gotten to her feet and untangled herself she smacked the alarm clock, finally managing to shut off the infernal noise. Just as she had laid her blankets back on her bed, she heard the sound of many pairs of feet pounding up the tower stairs, and many a voice yelling,

"HERMIONIE!!!" Hermione's eyes widened and she scrambled for something to put on over her scant nightgown. She was just about to grab her dressing robe when her curtains were ripped open, letting the sunlight flow in from the window. Hermione screamed as the rays burnt her skin, writhing in pain. Thankfully, the Gryfinndors who had arrived were not sadists and closed the curtains.

"So it's true." Harry said coldly, "You are a vampire." He threw down three poster size wizard pictures. One of her changing into a bat, another of her changing into her human form, and the last was of her feeding on the hen. On the bottom, in large, fluid cursive was, "Granger's a Vamp!" and "Product of Draco Malfoy's brilliant photography abilities."

"So?" Hermione glared at them, her eyes flashing in the darkness. "What if I am?" The group, she noted, consisted of Ron, Harry, Seamus, Dean, and many other boys, Lavender, and Parvati, and all were glaring.

"So, you're an evil being. You feast on the life force of living things." Seamus was turning an angry red. "How many people have you killed Hermione? How lives have you ended because of yourself? " The anger was soon coming from all sides, and Hermione was becoming angrier by the second.

"I am a person, with feelings and emotions, you have no right! Now move!" She had throw a cloak over her face and was facing the barricade of students. "Move!" She rushed at the wall of sixth years , fangs bared threateningly. They parted as she rushed at them, and Hermione ran as fast as she could, ignoring the pain in her bare arms and feet. She skittered around a corner and bumped into a student, who looked shocked at the appearance of a sixth year girl wearing nothing a short nightgown and a cloak over her head. Soon cries of 'She's a vampire!' echoed down the hall and the student screamed,

"She's here! Over here!" Hermione turned and ran toward the one place were she would have the advantage, the dungeons.

AN: Once again, BWAHAHA!!! *runs from angry mob* AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!