A/N: No reviews for the last chapter! And I got some before telling me to hurry up with the updates and none of you have the consideration to review ::narrows eyes menacingly:: Harrumph...

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He didn't know what he was doing. Suddenly the blood was just pouring into his mouth uncontrollably. But it felt good. Very good. Deliciously good. He wanted more. He had a thirst. A thirst for blood.

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"These kids are pretty good, eh?" Spike replied, hanging out in the Forbidden Forest with Dru and Angelus. "I mean, they've already killed how many? Whatever, it's a lot, and they're pretty good vampires for a bunch of wizard kids."

"Should we go rain on their little orgy?" Angelus asked, referring to the fact that they'd all gathered in the Dining Hall, frightened out of their minds. They had slipped up to the castle a few minutes before and poked their heads inconspicuously in the window of the Dining Hall just in time to see both Draco and Ron enter panic-stricken. They knew right away that there had been a killing. Or maybe several.

Spike chuckled. "Not yet," he confirmed.

"I'm worried, though," Angelus said, his face de-wrinkling and becoming that of a human's. "What if the slayer and her little friends come to visit? What if they find us here?"

"And they would know that we've been hiding in a English boarding school for wizards, how?" Spike wondered aloud.

Angelus shrugged. "Good point." But he couldn't seem to convince himself that he was just being paranoid.

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Harry couldn't believe it. They couldn't find Hermione? What had happened? Had those vampires gotten her, too? He didn't want to think about it; all of the thoughts racing through his head at lightening speed were just too much for him to think about. The three teachers who had retrieved Crabbe's body now left in search of Hermione's after conversing briefly with the rest of the faculty. When they shut and bolted the door to the Dining Hall, Professor Sprout's voice filled the room.

"While the teachers are off in search of another missing student," she began, "I am going to inform you of something very important. The culprit is a vampire." A few murmurs and gasps filled the room, but it mostly stayed silent. Most students had already inferred that it was vampires. "Maybe more than one vampire; we don't know. But you should all know the important information about these creatures of the night in order to protect yourselves and each other.

"There are a few ways you can kill a vampire," she continued. "The first way is the most common one; driving a stake through its heart. The second is to chop of its' head, and the third is to burn it. Ways to repel vampires are with crosses and holy water. A vampire cannot enter a house without being invited in first (A/N: They can enter Hogwarts without being invited, but they can't enter the dorms without being invited), so if anyone unrecognizable tries to enter your common room with you, do not let them. It will be hard for them to enter your dormitories, though, what with the requirement of a password.

"Ways to recognize a vampire are firstly and obviously that they cannot withstand sunlight for a very long time. They also have no reflection and their hearts do not beat. There is nothing else more for me to inform you of. You must keep a watchful eye out. You all are to stay in the Dining Hall at all times until further notice. That is all." She sat down again and the loudest chatter of the night swam through the room.

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About an hour later the three teachers returned announcing that they left Hermione in the Hospital Wing and that they checked the school for any traces of the murderers and came to the conclusion that they were not in the castle.

"You may all return to your common rooms and stay there for the rest of the night," Dumbledore announced. "You will be escorted there by two teachers, and are to REMAIN INSIDE YOUR COMMON ROOM for the REST OF THE NIGHT," Dumbledore emphasized again. He stared at Ron and Harry for a good long time before dismissing the students to be escorted to their common rooms.

Apparently, Dumbledore's stares had no affect on Ron because once they reached the common room, he wanted to leave.

"Lets go," he said. "We have to go see Hermione."

"You heard what Dumbledore said," Harry responded. "He was adamant about us staying. Besides, I don't want to risk getting killed!" He was surprised that Ron would even have such an idea. Harry was usually the one who wanted to go out and do something dangerous, while Ron preferred to stay in the common room where it was safe.

"Harry, don't you want to see Hermione?!" he exclaimed. "I thought she was one of your best friends."

"We can see her tomorrow."

"There might not be a tomorrow for her!" he cried. "I don't care whether or not you're going, I'm going to go see her."

"Fine," Harry gave in. "Let me get something first, though." He slipped upstairs and grabbed his invisibility cloak. They threw it over themselves and slipped out of the common room. Everyone was to engrossed in their own ideas and conversations about the things that were going on at the school that they didn't even notice.

The crept silently down the hallways and through the corridors until hey reached the hospital wing. Harry slowly pushed open the door and they stepped inside.

"Where is she?" Ron whispered.

They walked down the aisle between the beds, looking into each one carefully in the dim light. But they found no trace of Hermione once they reached the end. All they found was a bed with messy covers.

"She must have been in here," Ron concluded. He gasped. "She left. She turned into a vampire and left."

"What?" Harry asked, incredulous. "Are you crazy? She didn't just turn magically into a vampire and leave."

"How do you think people turn into vampires?" Ron questioned.

Harry shrugged. "I've never thought about it."

Ron suddenly threw the invisibility cloak off his shoulders and stepped out into the open.

"I can't take this anymore!" he exclaimed.

Harry was taken aback. Why was he acting so passionately and strangely lately? This was so unlike him.

"Ron, are you crazy?!" he replied quickly. "Be quiet and get back under here!"

"No! I can't stand this! I'm going insane! Everyone is dying! Who will be next Harry? You? Me?!" He stepped in between Hermione's old bed and an empty one, facing away from Harry.

Harry stared at the back of his head as he expressed his fear and frustration. He couldn't help but agree with his friend, but he didn't know why he was acting so temperamental. Ron had always had a temper, but not on this big.

Maybe it was just Professor Sprout's speech about how to discover a vampire, or maybe he would have realized it anyway, but as Harry stared at Ron, something suddenly caught his attention. Ron was standing next to a mirror. And he had no reflection.

Harry's heart stopped for a second. Should he stay under the cloak and make a run for the door? Should he stay put and pretend he left while Ron wasn't looking? Should he attack his friend? Should he tell him he had discovered his secret? So many thoughts were running through his head, he didn't know which one to act upon-

"You're a vampire," he suddenly blurted out in a voice breathy with fear and astonishment.

Ron turned around and Harry stepped back. His face was no longer human. It was now wrinkled and veiny like that of a demon. His teeth were slightly pointed and the piece of flesh below his nose had grown so large that he barely had any upper lip anymore. His eyes were almost covered with thick pieces of skin coming down from his eyebrows over his eyelids, giving him a squished, menacing, and malicious exterior.

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A/N: Bleh I feel like I can't write anymore. Or maybe I never could. No one's reviewing anymore :( Makes me sad. But I'll be happy again if you do review.