Chapter 23: Truth is found
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Harry woke to the sounds of something unfamiliar to him. He glanced at the clock, 7:00 the sun should rise in a bit. He shrugged and got up. He walked to the source of the noise. It was coming from Mary's room. He heard scratching then the flapping of wings. Harry stood confused. He pulled his wand out and tried to open the door. It was locked.
"Alohamora," Harry whispered and the door opened. Mary lay in the middle of the room the sun risen and the beams shining across the room. Harry walked slowly towards her not being able to see if she was awake or not, her cloak covering up her body.
"Mary?" Harry asked kneeling down next to her. The door quietly shut behind him. This was too odd. "Mary?" He pulled the cloak away from her face. Something looking like glass had cut Mary's now deathly pale skin just below her eyes. Harry remembered Mary mentioning wearing contacts but contacts weren't glass. Harry shook Mary slowly and gently. "Mary wake up." He whispered. Mary didn't make a sound.
A thought ran through Harry's head and he quickly found his fingers running to her wrist checking for a pulse. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found one and picked Mary up gently to place her on the bed. Harry noticed that the cuts on her face hadn't caused blood to drip; there was only a small bit of dry blood. There was blood, fresh blood flowing near her chin. And over her lower lip lay a sharp tooth, a fang perhaps.
'WOAH,' Harry thought as something flashed in his mind. 'Pale skin, sharp teeth perhaps fangs, blood flowing covering her lips and teeth.' Harry jumped back then another voice in his head told him to go find someone, before Mary killed someone. Before Harry could move towards the door it opened and Rose walked in. Seeing Harry startled her.
"What's going on?" She asked.
"I have a guess but I really, really hope I am wrong." Harry muttered. Rose looked at him oddly. "I think Mary is a vampire." Harry gulped not believing he had just said that. He hoped he was wrong, he really did.
"You can't be serious." Rose choked.
Harry looked almost as pale as Mary was right now, "Just look at her. Doesn't she remind you of those pictures of vampires in our Defense against Dark Arts books?"
Rose walked over to the bed half afraid. "Mary?" She barely whispered. "What happened to her?" Rose demanded half yelling.
Harry sat on the end of the bed his elbows on his knees, face in his hands. He shook his head, "I don't know." He said, "I don't know." He repeated annoyed with himself.
"I'm going to get my mom." Rose got up. Harry let her leave and just sat there afraid of the truth he knew was coming. 'How can she be a vampire? That's what she was talking about a month ago. That is why she was afraid, and I thought she was afraid of death eaters or Voldemort. How could I have been so stupid?' Harry asked himself.
Rose came back and Ron followed her.
"My mom is coming in a bit." Rose informed Harry. Ron looked half scared half worried.
"You honestly think she is a Vampire?" Ron asked Harry. Harry didn't answer. He didn't want to. They knew the answer. Mary still lay silently still. Harry walked over to check for a pulse again. Still there, Harry smiled weakly, she was alive and it didn't seem like she was going to die soon. He hoped he was right.
Rose was looking for the first aid kit that Mary kept in her trunk when she came across something. A box filled with the potion bottles containing the same potion. She looked at the label and dropped it in surprise.
"ROSE!" Ron and Harry yelled and Harry whipped out his wand to clean up the mess.
"Guys she is a vampire." Rose said shakily, "She has a whole box here with that potion vampires take to prevent themselves from wanting to drink blood," She said not believing what she was saying.
'I'm wrong I just have to be.' Rose thought.
While Rose was thinking about this Mary had jolted at the sound of breaking glass and the spilling of something. She heard someone speaking but couldn't understand what. She then heard a male voice mutter a spell Mary was sure made something get cleaned up.
'Rose where is your mother?' An impatient voice asked. Mary had a headache from thinking so hard about what the people were saying. She tried to move her hand to her forehead but her hand fell limp and pain surged through her body. Had she broken her arm?
'I'm here, what happened.' Another voice said this one of an older person. Mary fell back into unconsciousness being unable to think properly.
"We don't know." Harry said looking over at Mary. Did she just try to move? "I think she is a Vampire though." Harry whispered. He sat by where Mary lay. "I heard scratching and wings flapping." Harry said in thought.
"We learned about this earlier." Ron said, "There are different types of Vampires. Most of them turn into wolves and bats." He said matter-of-factually.
"We will have to wait until she wakes up and that will not be until eleven or noon. I'm not sure there is anything we can do or need to do. She is breathing well and if she is a vampire that explains her paleness." Mrs. Lamya said. "I know you might not want to but you can go back to bed. I'm sure she'll be fine."
Harry, Ron, and Rose nodded and Mrs. Lamya left the room after saying,
"If something bad happens or if she wakes up tell me ok Rose, Ron, Harry." They nodded again. Rose and Ron decided to go back to sleep. Harry knew someone had to stay up and he would not be able to sleep again that morning. 'Mary, please be ok, please.'
Harry ran his fingers through Mary's hair thinking. 'How could this happen? How can she be a Vampire? It didn't seem fair. Was that why she had so many foster families in her past?' Harry thought. He looked down at Mary's face and saw something. She had opened her eyes but then quickly snapped them shut.
"Mary?" Harry asked hope in his voice, Mary tried to make a sound but nothing came. What had happened? "Mary? Can you open your eyes? Just shake your head yes or no." Mary shook her head no. "Want me to dim the lights?" Harry asked. Mary nodded, that would help. Harry walked to the window and pulled down the blinds and turned off most of the lights except for a small one across the room. "That better?" He asked. Mary was able to open her eyes but everything was blurry. Her contacts must have fallen out or she must have taken them out without remembering. Harry looked around for a glasses case. Finding one in Mary's trunk he placed them on her.
"I'm going to go get Rose, Ron, and Ms. Lamya." Harry informed her. "I'll be right back." He reassured her. Harry got up and went to wake up Ron. Ron woke up Rose. Rose got mad but when Ron told her Mary had woken up Rose got up. Harry found Ms. Lamya in the kitchen.
Mary lay on the bed not remembering anything. What had happened? Why was she lying in bed while wearing regular clothes (not pajamas)? Why was her head throbbing? Mary closed her eyes and rested her head on the pillow. She heard the click of the door open and her eyes shot open with surging pain in her head from moving too fast.
"Mary," Rose said and gave her friend a hug. "What happened? Harry says that you did this to yourself but I don't really believe him and," Rose was stopped be Ron.
"Rose, when someone has just woken up after being unconscious for a while the last thing they want is a lot of talking that makes no sense." Ron said.
Harry and Ms. Lamya walked up a few moments later.
"You feeling alright sweetheart?" Ms. Lamya asked. Mary shrugged she hated that question, 'How are you feeling? It is such a stupid question. Like if someone fell out of a really tall tree and someone asks, are you okay of course the person is not okay, they just feel many feet.' Harry returned to his spot right next to Mary. Mary was glad he wasn't afraid of her. But she wasn't glad about the question he asked,
"Mary," Harry started. "I'm sorry if this is not true and please don't get offended, but I found a conclusion that you were a Vampire. Is that true?" Mary breathed in deeply then exhaled slowly. Mary nodded. For the first time she realized that she had blood on her lip. She touched her fingers to her lip and fresh blood covered her index finger. She shivered.
"It is true. I was bitten when I was little, maybe around eight or nine." Mary coughed. "I can't remember anymore." She said hoarsely. "If you don't want to be my friend anymore I'll understand." Mary said, 'Why would they want to be her friend anyway. No one ever did.'
"What are you talking about?" Harry asked. "Of course we are your friends. It doesn't matter who or what you are, you could be related to the giant squid we wouldn't care. I mean you are still Mary."
"I could have killed you all last night," Mary muttered. "You don't get it. I locked myself in here when I remembered I had forgotten to take my potion. I have to take it at a certain time you see? And well if I hadn't remembered you would all most likely be dead." Mary said shivering more. Harry put an arm around her. "Now you guys know." Harry kissed her head which was resting on his chest at the moment. There was a silence in which Mary did not care. She closed her eyes and listened to the steady beat of Harry's heart. Afraid of what would happen to her if it ever stopped.
'I have finally found friends. TRUE friends,' Mary thought. 'I hope nothing ever happens that will change this.'
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