Alright, I reread the last chapter for mistakes, and, I suppose it was better then normal, but I messed up words. Whoops! Oh well, you'll just have to ignore the fact that I'm a human and I make mistakes!
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This chapter has a lot of vampire information in it, but it might get a little confusing. I'll try and explain it the best that I can…anything I don't make clear enough might be explained in other chapters, but your best bet is to leave the question in your review, or email me. Oh, also, I based most of this chapter on a song called "To Where You Are" by Josh Groban.
The house looked exactly like it did when I got back. The doors were ripped off the hinges, objects were thrown across the room, windows were broken, and half of the roof had been blown off.
Inside, a thin layer of dust had settled over everything. We still had some Halloween decorations up, which added a haunted house affect on it. It's amazing how something so familiar could seem so unrecognizable.
Lining the halls were millions of photographs I had taken over the years. I stopped at the first picture I took of Harry on the day he was born. He had finally stopped crying, he fell asleep on Lily's shoulder. Despite all of the "discomfort" she had been in that day, Lily didn't stop smiling from that point on.
I had always thought the downstairs was boring, so, books would probably be the only things that I would be keeping. After a while, I slowly made my way upstairs.
Lily and I both had our own rooms to store large and personal items in. I went into the one Lily used first, even though I knew that it would cause me pain.
Covering the walls were photos from countries she wanted to visit and posters she had from concerts. Traveling was what her original plan, not getting married and having a child before she was twenty years old. It hurt to think that she never really got to live out her life dream, but, loving me was never her original plan either...
On a table in the corner, her violin case lay open, sitting on top of a million loose sheets of music. Her guitar was leaning against a chair, but it was quite apparent that, in his search for Harry, he'd broken that. Her desk was cluttered with sheets of music, unfinished lyrics, and music books. Lining the wall, boxes of records were stacked on top of each other.
Moving from her room to the next, I went into Harry's room. The roof was missing, and leaves from the roof had fallen onto the floor. There were a few birds sitting on the ledge of the roof, and there were some squirrels climbing out from the hole in the ceiling. The room was a mess. Collecting a few of Harry's things, I proceeded to the room where I kept my artwork.
Several pieces of painted canvas hung around the walls, and a desk covered in photographs. I looked around the room until my eyes fell upon the painting that seemed to be watching me from where I stood in the door frame. It was the only painting that Lily was straightforward about hating.
It was the very first painting I'd done of Lily. I'd painted it in seventh year, after having nightmares about an image I'd seen while I was out with Remus on the full moon. I was a bit unnerved when I was chased all through the Forbidden Forest by something destined to sink its fangs into my neck when all I'd expected was to keep my friend under control.
I knew that there was a vampire at Hogwarts; there were signs all over the forest. I also knew that Remus knew who it was, but he never told us who it was. Lily was the last person I had expected…
Her normally red hair had turned pitch black, as though someone had poured oil on her head. All of her curls were gone, and it hung pin straight and stringy at her shoulders. Her already pale skin had become ghastly and tight on her cheek bones. Her normally bright and cheery smile turned wicked and evil, her teeth sparkling white, with two fangs hanging from the roof of her mouth like stalactites.
The only thing about her that was, in the slightest way, close to her normal self were her eyes, but, even they seemed wild insane, like a fierce predator closing in on its prey.
Not to mention, she was tall. She had always been tall, of course, she was the tallest person in out year until the end of third year, but she had grown, making it almost imposable to escape. She could now be considerably taller then Hagird.
On that note, whoever had said that vampires looked like bats was obviously either blind or was looking from far away, because 'bat' was the last word that came to mind when I saw Lily soaring in the sky above me. She had wings, but her skin turned black as well. Up close, she looked the same as her regular vampire appearance, however, she was even larger then before, and it was impossible to see her against the sky, meaning that you could not see her at all unless she was about to jump on your back.
Lily was positively furious after she found out that I knew about her. She was terrified, as well. She didn't come anywhere near me for weeks, and whenever we passed in the hallways, she hid behind her friends. Apparently, she thought that I would turn her in to my step-dad, but I suppose that it hadn't occurred to her that I would have turned Remus over ages ago, had I been that type of person.
Learning about Lily's 'carnivorous issues' brought a whole new perspective to me, though. I learned facts about vampires that had never even come close to being mentioned in Defense Against the Dark Arts.
The prejudice against vampires started when a man named Bram Stoker wrote a book about Dracula, who had been a very close friend his before the book was published. Dracula was written about a vampire who invited people to stay the night in his castle while traveling and they would die in their sleep. The book was a success, in the muggle world too, even though it was filled with lies. After that, the only people who were not utterly terrified of vampires were the people who had been friends of vampires before the book came out.
The book is incredibly old, however, and there are very few people who aren't afraid of vampires anymore.
The thing that surprised me the most about vampires was that they could come out only on the full moon, unless they were angered. Now, I'm not saying angry being I-just-lost-my-job angry. I mean pure hatred, enough hatred to kill someone. And, the only thing that can prevent you from not being bitten is the cross that all vampires wear around their necks. If a vampire comes out when it isn't the full moon, then, the vampire doesn't change its appearance like on the full moon, and you can't die, but it's still a bit of a shock if you go from making someone angry to having them on top of you, trying to bite your neck.
I know that it is a dreadful thing that Lily has to come close to killing innocent people and animals every month, however, I'm glad I found out that she does. If I hadn't, we would never have started going out, and we wouldn't be married.
After Hogwarts, Lily joined the Vampire Confederation, of VC, which is made up of all of the vampires in Europe. Apparently, vampires can't speak when they come out, so, different languages couldn't really be a problem.
The VC meets at Dracula's Castle every full moon, where their coffins are kept. At first, I was upset that Lily would be all the way in Romania while I was left here all by myself, but that was before I knew how strong vampires. According to Lily, stone castles are the only buildings that can't be torn down by a group of temporary blood-sucking super-strong psychopaths.
The best part about the VC is, you could be a convicted criminal and you would still be forgiven there. There has never been a person who has been kicked out of the VC, which shows you how hard it is to loose the forgiveness of a vampire.
As a matter of fact, I've only ever met one vampire who I didn't like at all. Sure, Dracula makes me nervous, but I still highly respect him.
No, the vampire I'm talking about is very different, and even Lily agrees with me. She said that she had been friends in first, second, third, and fourth year, but, something changed him over the summer and fifth year started the beginning of the hatred they shared for each other.
The thought that Lily, my Lily, used to friends with that creep makes my skin crawl. He's rude, he's mean, he's secretive, he's ugly and, worst of all, he was in Slytherin. If you can't guess who he is, then you really must have your head in the clouds.
Yes, unfortunately, the only vampire whom I have never even come close to being friendly to goes by the name of Severus Snape. How Lily can possibly handle not killing him for so long, I don't know. Then again, she's always had some sort of "illness", as Sirius and I say, that makes her think that there's still some good in her.
I think he loves her, honestly. That's probably why I would like nothing more then to embowel him alive, stuff him with Dungbombs, and throw his body into flames. He's a freak of nature, and he knows more Dark Arts then safe for mental capacity. He knows loads of the stuff; I wouldn't be surprised if he knew as much as a Death Eaters by the time fifth year was over.
Well, the point is, I hate him, he loves Lily, but treated her like crap. At least I didn't see him at her funeral; if I had, I would have killed him.
After looking at the image, I tore it off the wall and threw out the window. The rest of the house was surrounded by rubble and plaster from the roof and wall; this would just be another piece of junk to add to it. Little did I know, keeping that painting could have been the smartest thing I might have ever done, as I would have needed it later on in life.
After packing up some of my paintings, I moved onto our old bedroom.
Everything looked, for the most part, the same, but a window and part of the wall leading to Harry's room had been blown up. Pieces of plaster and glass were spread on the floor, and one of the birds flew past me and out of the window.
I sighed, picking up Lily's pillow and sitting on the edge of the bed. In the middle of drifting of into a day dream, I heard someone call out my name from downstairs.
It was an Auror from the Ministry of Magic. He told me that I needed to bring Sirius and Remus and follow him to Azkaban, where there was someone we needed to talk to. Lovely, visiting a home of deranged psycho-freaks is exactly what I wanted to do.
After hearing what Peter had done, I couldn't face him, not now. By the time I'd be ready, he'd probably me insane, but I didn't care. All I know is that I want him to suffer. He's the reason that Lily's dead. He turned us in, he betrayed us, even after we made him our secret keeper. Those words repeated in my head, over and over, and they wouldn't stop.
Dumbledore had met us at the Ministry with a grave look on his face. He told us how Voldemort knew about the Prophecy, but he refused to tell us who tipped him off. Then he explained how Peter had been a Death Eater for over a year, how Peter had been the spy in the Order of the Phoenix. And, all this time, Sirius and I thought that it was Remus. I should have listened to Lily…If I had, she'd still be alive.
Dumbledore offered to escort us to Azkaban, but I couldn't go. I just told Remus and Sirius to put a few words in for me and make sure he gets the guilt trip. They seemed to understand.
Before I took Harry home, however, Dumbledore stopped me. He mentioned how he could put an extra safety charm on Harry if we lived with Petunia, Lily's only sister. At first, I refused, but, if it meant that Harry was going to be safe there, no matter what happened, I had to agree, and I did.
Sirius told us that he's visit every day, and that he's made sure that we were treated like guests. Remus promised he'd come by and help us get us out of the house as often as he could.
If I didn't stay home very often, and made sure that they didn't come near Harry, it might not be so bad living with the Dursleys. I just couldn't think of what I'd do when Harry goes off to Hogwarts.
Well, that's the second chapter! I hope it was a bit better then the first chapter!
When I say that vampires don't change their appearance while coming out unless it's the full moon, think of Van Helsing. If you look closely, before the brides are about to bite, their fangs grow and eyes change, and they look…insane. That's the only thing that would change, as far as looks go, when a vampire comes out on a regular day or night. This only happens, however, when they aren't wearing their necklaces.
If they come out on the full moon, they grow, they have black hair, and they become a lot stronger.
Well, that's the last chapter for 1981. The next chapter will take place in 1997, at Dumbledore's funeral. Yes, it's sad, Dumbledore is dead….but I'm trying to find a way to make him come to life, but I won't tell you if I have a way until that chapter comes, so, don't even bother asking, because I'm going to hold you in suspense! Fun for me, torture for you!
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