Only a short time later, Hermione was wondering through the mass of bodies, living bodies not corpses, with her drink, desperately searching for a familiar face. Having not found anyone near the bar, and fearing she was about to be chatted up by a guy wearing clothes straight out of Saved By The Bell, Hermione moved on to the few tables that were found in The Copper. On one of these tables, she found Harry.

'HEY!' She yelled, way too enthusiastically. 'You OK?'

'Oh, Hi. Yeah, I'm fine. I was kinda hoping Ron might show.' She said miserably with a pathetic half smile.

'Oh, do you guys go out or something?' Hermione inquired.

'Oh, no. We used to, but we broke up.'

'How come?'

'He stole my Barbie.' Hermione gave Harry a look that was absent of eyebrows as Hermione's had reached her hair and vanished. Off Hermione's look, Harry continued, 'Oh, don't worry, it was six months ago.'

'Oh!' Hermione laughed, fully relieved.

'Yeah, you see, I don't do well with boys.'

'How come?' Hermione asked.

'Well, when I'm with a guy, it's hard for me to say anything funny or intelligent or at all. I usually make a couple of vowels sounds and then I have to go away.'

'Well, I have a motto. Would you like to hear my motto?' Hermione said enthusiastically.

'Sure.'

'Carpe Diem. It means seize the day. You know, coz, tomorrow, you might be dead.'

'Seize the day.' Harry repeated. 'Seize the day.'

Happy to see the positive affect her motto had had on Harry, Hermione took in her surroundings. The Copper was basically a warehouse that someone had furnished with a few tables, some sofas, a bar and a stage. Hermione liked it. It had a retro feel, and, let's not forget, served alcohol. As she took in her surroundings, she saw Professor Flitwick stood on the first story looking down on the students.

'Um, Harry, I gotta go and meet someone, OK? I'll be back in a bit.'

'It's OK, you don't have to come back if you don't want. I mean, if you have other things to do.' Harry said timidly. Hermione was really beginning to like her.

'I'll be back.' She said, hoping that she wasn't going to be sued for copyright.

'Seize the day.' Harry muttered to herself again, smiling. 'Huh.'

As Hermione pushed her way to the stairs, she walked past Josso, talking to a certain peroxide stranger. 'So, where you from?' Josso asked.

'Oh... around,' Draco replied seductively.

'Yea know, Draco's a rarely uncommon name,' Josso said, desperately trying to make conversation. 'Although I never met anyone else called Josso either - '

Suddenly, without warning, Draco threw himself at Josso, forcing him back into a wall. Draco pushed himself up against Josso and whispered sexily in his ear, 'I'm tired of talking.' Before sticking his tongue down his throat. Josso, needless to say, was powerless to resist.

Hermione finally found Flitwick. 'I didn't realise how much teachers loved to party on down with the students.' Flitwick jumped. 'Ah, Miss Granger.'

'So, are you with someone or did you just come to party by yourself?' She teased.

'Hardly. This club is a typical feeding ground for vampire activity. It's full of teenage lust and raging hormones. Defences are down, it's perfect.'

'OK, OK, I get why you're here.' Hermione said, wondering if this guy had ever been fun. 'I met your friend by the way.'

'My friend? Who would that be?' Flitwick replied.

Unbeknownst to Hermione or the Professor, at this point, Ron Weasley was know intently listening to their conversation. What the hell were they talking about? He hadn't meant to eaves drop but he saw Hermione and was waiting for her to finish her conversation before saying 'hi'. Also at this time, Josso was becoming very familiar with his new friend Draco, and Harry was meeting the acquaintance of Thomas, who, frankly looked like he was wearing something straight out of Saved By The Bell.

'Yeah, Blaise or something. Tall. Dark. Attractive in a painstakingly obvious way. Slightly gay. Said something about The Master and some kind of Harvest or something. You sure you don't know him?'

'Er, positive, now what did he say about The Master?'

'Big evil plan were his exact words I believe. Oh, and the harvest.' He wasn't really big with the description.' Hermione was really loosing interest on the subject now and she noticed her bottle was empty.

'Well, was he a vampire? This is most intriguing.'

'Intriguing? You need to get out more.' Hermione quickly continued before Flitwick could scold her for her remark. He was a Professor, after all. 'How should I know if he was a vampire or not? They don't really wear ID.'

'You're a vampire slayer. Look. This club. Can you tell me if there is a vampire in this club?'

'Er, I could guess...' Hermione began.

'I don't want you to guess. The point is you should be able to point out a vampire in your surroundings. Try it now. Hone your instincts. Look around. Channel your - '

'There's one!' Hermione said simply.

'W-what? Where?'

'That guy, talking to that girl over there.' Hermione did her best to point him out. She was beginning to wonder if Flitwick was blind as well as stupidly small. I really could do with a pineapple Barcadi Breezer, she thought, aren't pineapples the best?

'That's impossible. How could you possibly know if he was a vampire, you barely even listened to what I said, let alone did it.' Flitwick scoffed.

'Please! Have you seen what his wearing? It looks like its straight from Saved By The Bell! Only someone who hadn't been out in sunlight for a decade would think that was still cool.'

'It's dated?' Flitwick asked, doing his best not to sound impressed.

'It's carbon dated.' Hermione replied, not even sure if what she said made sense. As they looked at the vampire in question, Hermione noticed something. The girl he was with...

'Isn't that...'

'Harry.' Hermione said, hating herself.

'What's she doing?'

'Seizing the day.' Hermione quickly tried to make her way through the crowd, followed by Ron, who still had no idea what was going on. He rarely did.

As Hermione hit the ground floor, she was approached by a dorky-looking guy with pathetic curtains who looked at least two years too old to go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

'BUFFY!' He exclaimed and hugged her tightly. 'Thank God I found you! Listen, Willow performed a spell that sent you, Giles, Xander, Willow and possibly some others into this twisted universe where everyone believes their characters in a book! Listen there isn't much time, we need to - '

'STOP!' Hermione finally interrupted. What was this guys damage? 'What's Buffy? What the hell are you talking about? Who are you?'

'D-don't you remember me? It's me. Riley.' The guy, apparently named Riley said pathetically.

'Nope, sorry. Look, I really don't have time for this.' Hermione walked away, searching for Harry as Riley burst into tears and began to cry like a little girl. Buffy? Xander? Hasn't that freak heard of normal names, like Blaise or Josso? Hermione thought.

Hermione headed into the back, searching for Harry and her special little friend. Snapping the leg off her chair for a stake, Hermione cautiously walked around the corner where she saw something move. Impulsively, she stabbed it through the heart with her stake, before, 'HERMIONE!'

It was Lavender. 'LAVENDER?' Hermione exclaimed.

'What is your damage?' Lavender demanded, taking the stake from her heart.

'I'm so sorry, have your seen Harry around here?'

'Why, do you need attack her with this little stick?' By this time, Lavender had been accompanied by Parvati and others, so Hermione left. A scene was the last thing she needed right now.

Hermione went back into the bustling main area of The Copper, where she found Flitwick. 'Did you kill it?'

'No, I couldn't find them.'

'You mean, the vampire is not dead?'

'No, but my social status is on a critical list,' Hermione said with the iciness she felt. How could she left Harry do this? If it wasn't for her stupid motto, Harry would be safe. 'I'm going to find her.'

'Ok, do you need help?' Flitwick asked, obviously doubting the slayer's skills.

'Please, I do this for a living.'

And Hermione left the club, finding herself in the streets of Hogsmeade once again. Ron was standing against a building, looking thoroughly confused.

'Ron, have you seen Harry? It's urgent.' Hermione asked.

'No, I haven't,' he replied. As Hermione began to leave, he added, 'I hope she isn't a vampire, otherwise you might need to slay her.' Hermione froze. How did he know? Was there a school bulletin?

'How do you know? Was there a school bulletin?' Hermione asked worriedly.

'Relax, I heard you and Flitwick talking about it.'

Slightly relieved, Hermione pressed on, 'Ron, where would Harry go? It's important.'

'God, you actually believe in all this don't you?' Ron said, disbelievingly.

'Ron, where would Harry go? If I don't get to her, she will die.' Hermione said very slowly and clearly. That struck something. He finally realised everything he had heard was true. It made sense; all the times people had turned up dead in his town with no blood left in them and a ruptured neck, all those Dracula conventions, Ozzy Osbourne; it all made sense now. Vampires were real.

Harry and Thomas were walking hand in hand. Hermione was right, Harry thought, why haven't I had the courage to do this before? Thomas lead Harry towards the cemetery.

'But, the ice cream bar is on fifth street.' Harry said nervously, she didn't like cemeteries.

'I know a short cut,' Thomas whispered in her ear and led her on.

Harry was slightly reluctant but felt quite safe with this guy. He was different to most guys she knew. He didn't make fun of her or judged her, he just liked her. Harry liked him too.

Suddenly, he stopped. Harry was suddenly very aware of how cold and dark it was. Thomas stood behind her and whispered in her ear. 'Have your ever been in a mausoleum before?'

'No and I don't want to.' She said firmly. Thomas was starting to creep her out. Why was he doing this? Suddenly, Thomas grabbed her by the shoulder and threw her into the mausoleum. She landed on the floor hard. She looked back at Thomas. There was something wrong with his face but she couldn't quite see in the darkness...

Someone else entered the mausoleum.

'Nice offering, but there's hardly enough to share.' The stranger said to Thomas, Harry hoped to God that they weren't talking about her.

'Well, at least I brought something, where's your offering?' Thomas retorted. He sounded different. Why was he doing this? Was this some kind of sick joke?

Someone else stumbled in, 'Wow, Draco, that was some hiccie.'

'Josso!'

Josso fell towards Harry and she stumbled to catch him. She could see the other guy now, he had quite long, peroxide hair and seemed to be slightly gay. 'What?' he said off Thomas' look, 'I got hungry on the way.'

'Er, Harry. We're just friends, I swear, I thought he was a girl, please don't tell my mom about this,' Josso pleaded. Harry was so confused.

'Come on, let's get out of here' She said as she helped Josso to his feet.

'Oh, your not going anywhere until we've FED!' Draco said as he changed. Suddenly, he had fangs and a ridge above his nose and well, basic vampire features, really.

Understandably, Harry screamed. Not so understandably, Josso thought Draco looked really sexy as a vampire. I swear, some people are just messed up.

'STUPEFY!' Harry yelled, brandishing her wand. Draco laughed, obviously not becoming paralysed.

'You think your little wand is a match for me?' He said as he snapped Harry's wand in half. Harry nearly fainted.

But luckily, Hermione entered, followed by Ron. 'Well this is nice. A little dusty, but, you know, a few throw pillows, call it home.' The appearance of this cocky girl didn't go down to well with Draco and Thomas. And Harry was now totally confused. What was Hermione doing here?

'Who the hell are you?' Draco growled, as Thomas crept up behind Hermione in order to trap her.

'You mean there's someone in this town who doesn't know already? Thank god! Having a secret identity in this town is a job of work!'

As Thomas made his move and tried to bite Hermione, she quickly brought out a stake and pierced his heart with it. Josso, Draco, Ron and Harry watched in horror as Thomas fell to the floor and exploded into dust, accompanied with pretty bad computer affects.

'He was weak!' Draco yelled, apparently his moment of horror as he watched Thomas fall to the floor and explode into dust, accompanied with pretty bad computer affects, was over.

'Ron! Take Harry and Josso, Leave!' Hermione yelled. Ron did as he was told, never bothering to call her a bossy cow.

'Don't go far!' Draco yelled after them, as they left the mausoleum.

BANG!

Draco received a kick to the face, courtesy of Hermione, which sent him hurtling to the floor. Draco jumped to his feet to deliver a square on punch to Hermione's jaw which got another punch in retaliation. Several more punches, kicks and falls, led to Draco finding himself on the floor once more. Hermione stood, looking down on him as he said weakly, 'Who are you?'

'Don't you know?' She replied coolly, before a very large and rude vampire came up behind her and threw her into a crypt. Meanie. 'I don't care.' He said simply. 'Go and get the others,' He then said to Draco.

In the crypt, Hermione lay still, she could only hear the sound of her breathing. Silently, she began to get up when suddenly, the large rude vampire pounced on her like a cat. He bared his fangs and went in for the kill...