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. This plot is an original work. Any resemblance to a real-life person or story is purely coincidental.

Perhaps it is time to call in reinforcement. Harry smiled inwardly. Many will shock by the unconventional approach but it was better to seek alliance with the First Vampires. It is time to visit Mirso Monastery at the foot of the Carpathian Mountains, sanctuary of all vampires.

Moments later, Harry looked at the blue eyes of the Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry coldly. Ever since Janet came to Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore had been highly suspicious of him. Now that he had saved James Potter made it even worst.

"So...you were the one who managed to save James Potter from a certain death. I suppose I should thank you first. However, the circumstances had lead to some questions which I expects your honesty in answering. For example, how did you know that there was an assassin near Hagrid's hut? The distance from the place where you stood was over 10 metres. It is impossible for any man to hear the faint sound of the loading of a crossbow, especially with a group of students. And how did you managed to prevent the assassin from firing the bolt? How..."

"Enough!" Harry shouted and he slammed his hand down on the desk. He pointed at Dumbledore and snarled.

"You had failed to acknowledge the presence of a phoenix on my shoulders, Dumbledore. You refuse to accept that my presence isn't malevolence. You seek to link me to the one known as Lord Voldemort. I will let you know who am I, when the time is right. As for now, I will take my leave."

With that, Harry left the room. Dumbledore looked at the door with utter surprise. He had attempted Legilimency on Harry but it failed. There wasn't any image or anything. Perhaps his suspicion was unfounded. But yet, there was no school of magical arts teaches Occlumency except for those training to be Aurors

-----------

Harry looked at the massive oak door that loomed in front of him. He knew that within this sanctuary, no vampires could be harmed. He took a deep breath and pushed open the ancient door and walked in. The Entrance Hall was empty. But somehow, Harry felt a strange sense of déjà vu. His hand moved slowly towards his sword. Suddenly a loud booming voice echoed throughout the hallway.

"Who art thou, young one, to come to this holy sanctuary of the vampires? Why have thee come?"

"I'm Harry James Potter, Lord of the Light. I came here to speak with the Elders."

"Then thou aren't a vampire. Leave before thine life is forfeited."

Harry removed the Sword of Gryffindor and laid down his wand.

"Are the vampires without honor? Do the vampires attack those who come in peace? Do vampires attack those who came to seek alliance? Do vampires kill those who seek to protect them from the unfair laws that are biased?" Harry challenged. "If it is so, I shall forfeit my life, knowing that I had tried to make a difference for the vampires."

A vampire loomed in front of Harry the moment Harry completed his sentence. He gazed at Harry with emotionless eyes and beckoned Harry to follow him. Harry was hard-pressed to suppress the instinctive fear, which a vampire's presence invokes. Harry bended down to pick up his discarded weapons to discover that they had disappeared.

"Your weapons will be kept safe, young one. The Elders wishes to speak with you. But only after you have rested sufficiently after your journey. Please, follow me."

"Thank you. You are?"

"A gentleman's gentleman."

Harry couldn't help but to roll his eyes. So much for his question.

"I know what you meant, young one, but allow me, an old vampire, to his own warped sense of humor."

Harry looked at the vampire, stunned. "How did you know what I was thinking?"

"I apologies for sounding you out, but I haven't live to my current 37,542 years with learning how to read body language."

Harry was stunned. He thought that it was impossible for any being to reach this age. Even the Elves at most can live to the age of 5,500. Harry shook his head in stunned wonder.

"How long had you served the elders?"

"For a long time."

Harry decided not to continue questioning the vampire before the double meaning answers of his host twist his brains when the vampire stopped before a set of giant oak door.

"Here, is your room. Please refresh yourself within an hour. The elders will then speak to you." With that, the vampire disappeared.

Harry sighed and entered the room. He looked around the room and was stunned. The amount of antiques the room had held was incredible. Everything within the room was from the time of the Ancients. He ran his finger along the washing basin and felt the faint residue of magic within the metal. He sighed and sat down at one of the clawed chair within the room and closed his eyes.

Soon, the sound of wood being knocked woke Harry up from his slumber. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, Harry groggily took notice of his surrounding.

"Come in."

The door pushed opened to show the vampire, which had escorted him earlier to the room now stands at the doorway.

"Come, young one, the Elders will speak with you."

Harry followed the vampire silently. As the pair moved through the hallway of the Mirso Monastery, Harry took the chance to observe the ancient architecture lost in the passage of time. Harry could see that every stone, brick and rock used to construct the Monastery was saturated with magic. The art of enchanting stone was lost amongst the humans. Even within the Library, one of the world largest collections on books on Magical Arts was no record of the technical know-how of rock enchantments. Rocks were notoriously hard to enchant due to their inert nature towards magic. But yet, the vampires had preserved the arts.

"This is incredible," Harry murmured as he looked around. The various colours swirled around like the distance galaxies. He could pick up numerous enchantments. He swallowed audibly. Nothing in the world will ever convince him to attack this place. He thought that the Castle of Light was the most defended place in the world. Now he knew he was wrong. The vampire's sanctuary, Mirso Monastery, was impossible to invade, unless one has a death wish. A place where wand-based magic will be rendered useless, weapons becomes useless. One will be like a baby sheep among a pack of ravenous lions. Steel spikes on the grounds, crossbows along the walls, revolving discs of steels and not to mention vampires themselves. Harry stopped when he noticed that the vampire was looking at him, amused.

"The Elders are behind these doors, please wait until you are called." With that, the Vampire turned and disappeared.

After sometime, a low voice could be heard.

"Harry James Potter, Lord of Light, we call for you to speak."

'This is it,' thought Harry as he pushed opened the door and stepped in. The door closed silently behind him. The room was empty. Immediately, his eyes and senses roamed, searching possible hidden attackers, traps as well as possible escape route and possible defensive positions.

"Greetings, Harry Potter, from the Conclaves of Vampires."

Harry turned round so fast that his neck hurts. A tall blond man stood behind him. His archaic white tunic was simple and yet elegant. The collar and the sleeves were decorated with mystical runes. His sliver pants' cut was similar to his tunic. An elegant and deadly rapier hangs by his side.

"I express my thanks to the Conclaves of Vampires for your hospitality. Please accept my apologies for entering your sacred sanctuary."

The vampire smiled faintly and replied, "Your apologies are accepted."

"Now that the formalities are out of the way, Mr. Potter, perhaps we can discuss the reasons for your arrival?" another voice spoke, dryly.

Harry turned around but he saw nothing. He turned back to the blond vampire.

"Don't bother looking for us. If we don't want to be seen, we can't be seen."

Harry snorted and invoked his control over time. Immediately, time slowed down around the Monastery tremulously. He smirked as every vampire in the room suddenly became visible. The blond vampire looked at Harry, surprised. Harry shrugged in respond to his enquiring glaze.

"How did you do that?" asked a tall redhead.

"I have control of the Elements," Harry replied. He looked around and counted thirteen vampires. Four blond, four redheads, four brunettes and four black and one bald. Harry looked around and said, "You know my name but I don't know yours. Can I at least get an introduction?"

The vampires looked at the bald vampire who nodded. Immediately, they lined up, alternating one male, female.

"Starting from my left is Cath'ranis, Oghma, Uarakanis, Nilas, Tygore, The First Vampire whose name is unknown even to himself, Drelanim, Rashgaroth, Asprah, Charib'dishal, Udora, Lryptikk and Amora."

"Is this a joke?" Harry demanded, trying very hard not to grin.

"No, why?"

"The first letter of your names adds up to form Count Dracula."

"Ah!"

Amused chuckles echo within the room. Harry couldn't help but grin. It took them some time to get themselves under control.

"Count Dracula of Romania, the infamous, perhaps the only vampire known in the Muggle world. He, unfortunately, was a real vampire until he met his end in the hands of the Slayers. His name was somehow weird in the sense that itself is, or rather, was the acronym for our name. Now, Lord Potter, what are we going to talk about?"

"An Alliance between humans and vampires," Harry declared. "When I return to my time..."

"What do you mean your time?"

"This isn't the era I'm should be in, Exalted Vampires. I have travel back in time to prevent a possible major change of the Great Balance."

"So you can't promise anything now, can you?"

"I can promise you that vampires will no be prosecuted discriminately in the British Isle. I can promise you that I will do revoke all discriminating laws against your race. We can sign a treaty bounded by honor, guarded by magic and sealed by blood."

The bald vampire looked at Harry, his eyes oddly gleaming. Then he spoke, "Harry Potter, Lord of Light, young as you are, and a human at that, you are seem rather well-versed in our art of magic. You do know the consequence of breaking a pact bounded by honor, guarded by magic and sealed by blood?"

"Yes."

"Very well, perhaps if you could give us a moment while we discuss about your proposal, we could give you an answer."

Harry nodded and tapped his feet against the ground. Immediately a block of rock raised up and shaped into something resembles an armchair. The vampires looked at Harry, mildly surprised. Harry crossed his fingers and rested his chin o his interlocked fingers, his eyes peering at the vampires through his fringe. His posture gave him a dangerous air. The vampires took some time before coming to an agreement amongst themselves.

"Very well, we shall begin the discussion of the terms of the treaty, Lord Potter," The First Vampire made a gesture with his hands. Immediately, the rock raised up and form a round table. The vampires each took a sit and the blonde vampire, Charib'dishal, snapped his fingers. Two vampires arrived carrying scrolls of parchments and quills.

"The scribes of the Conclave of Vampires, Kryptikk and Arashicage. They shall be the witness to this pact which will be sealed."

Harry nodded at the pair.

"Now shall we begin?"

"I, Harry James Potter, with the authority empowered to me by my appointment as the Lord of Light will now hereby declare the official alliance of human and vampires. The agreement will come into effect on July 1st 1995. I, together with the Conclave of Vampires, will now discuss the terms and conditions of the Alliance."

"We, the Conclave of Vampires, Elders of the Vampires, with the authority granted as the international rulers of vampires will now hereby declare the unofficial alliance of vampires and human. The agreement will come into effect on 1st July 1995. We, together with the Lord of Light Harry James Potter, will now discuss the terms and condition of the alliance."

Harry looked at the Conclave and declared, "I will revoke all discriminating law which bars vampires from their citizenship, ownership of wand and most importantly their legal rights. In return, no vampires will ally themselves with the Dark Lord, known as Lord Voldemort. Is that acceptable to the Conclave?"

"We would like you to create a department in the Britain Ministry of Magic which allows vampire to have an active role within the Ministry. Is that possible?"

"Agreed," Harry countered, "But the vampires aren't allowed to attack any wizards or witches in the British Isle. Muggles are also out of bound for they don't have anything to do with wizards."

"But that's demanding our subjects to die. This is unforgivable!"

"All I can grant within the Ministry of Magic is that you will have say in two departments. Department of Control and Regulation of Magical Creatures and part of the Wizarding Jury. I can't create a new department because I will need to cut through miles and miles of red tapes due the wizard's obsession with bureaucracy. Their small minds tries to cover up their inadequacy with endless and senseless trivialities."

"Then how will my people feed?"

Harry snorted and replied, "Your vampires had fed as they wish for the last five centuries, regardless to the countless treaties your kind had signed."

"True, but the one who signed the treaties aren't the one with the highest power within our species. But if we decree a certain treaty, every single vampire will obey. There will be no rebellion, no comments of anything, Lord Potter."

Harry sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose, saying, "At least, your people obeys orders without a word of complaint. I'm going to a hell lot to explain when I return to my time with an alliance with the vampires." 

The vampires chuckled and Cath'ranis pointed out, "At least you have one less enemy and one more ally."

"True."

After a while, Harry asked, "So I take it that the terms are acceptable."

The Conclave looked at each other and nodded.

"Excellent! Now where do I sign? I need to get back to Hogwarts before Lord Voldemort tries anything funny."

TBC...

--------------------

Another note from your Author:

Well, another chapter completed. So what do you think about this? Good? Bad? Do tell me! Anyway, I would like to thank the reviewers of my previous chapter! They are:

-------------

Sliver-Enctrantress-Elf: LOL! Sure! Have more! Thanks for your support!

Nasser Himura: Thanks! I will try to have some fighting soon, probably chapter 14...

NateP: LOL! I agree! But releasing a basilisk in front of a whole class...I don't think so...James and Lily will die immediately, along with the whole class, due to the Death Glare of the King of Serpents.

Aalikane: Grins!

Mr. Happy Java Man: never mind! Thanks for the review anyway! More importantly, thank you for betaing this chapter along!

Kemenran: Here, have more!

Athenkitty: Sure, if you wanna to make a hardcopy, go ahead! Thanks! Scratches kitty's head! LOL! Meow!

Phoenixfeather6988: thanks! I have update again!

------------

That's all folks!

So long,

Your truly,

BloodRedSword!