Well here is a new chapter since people answered the code in Mei Erus, which is being updated next, like always point out any errors, I will fix them. R&R. Thanks.
Karkaroff was the headmaster of Durmstrang and right now he was having a nervous breakdown. He promised the Vampire Prince an escort around Thorise Alley, but Victor Krum; the boy he picked for the task had fallen with the flu, so he had to find a second person. He chose Draco Malfoy, the second best student in the school, but he made a mistake when explaining the situation; he accidentally told the boy that he was a second choice so now Draco was completely pissed and ignoring all of the carefully planned instructions he was giving him.
"Draco please listen to me, Salazar Darkov is not your average vampire, he is the prince. If you insult him in any way we can be sure to never see another welcome feast. Salazar and his father made vampires respectable again; they forced everyone to accept their presence, for people to accept their culture and fashions. The prince is the one with one wing showing his father shows two, both control shadows," said Karkaroff as he jiggled with his fingers.
"I am not going to make a fool of myself in front of him. You are the one who should be worried, you look horrible. I will take care of you later. Comparing me to Krum is despicable, my father will hear of this," said Draco and he sent him a cold glare.
A great roar went through the room, scaring all the occupants, the sound of a carriage stopping reached their ears, they quickly composed themselves. The door was pulled open and held open by a large figure, he moved away to let a smaller figure in. the man stood straight, emitting a powerful impression through his frame and posture, his long hair was pulled back into a low ponytail, bringing out his face which was framed by his bangs. One black wing was coming from his back, the other nowhere to be seen. His outfit left no questions about his identity. Cold air traveled through the room as one of the large men closed the door, and then both of them stood behind the figure.
Salazar looked over the people in the pub, his eyes falling on to the man he was looking for, Headmaster Karkaroff, and from the looks of it a young Malfoy. Karkaroff was nothing important just a cowardly Deatheater hiding from authorities. Malfoy was special with Veela and Elvin blood; he could be of some use.
"Good evening Professor Karkaroff. I have a few questions before we begin. I was wondering if there was a place where I could fly on campus, as well as continue my training. I was thinking of taking my pets along and was wondering if that will be a problem. I will also need free reign of the grounds and permission to stay out after curfew. Do you think it can be arranged Headmaster?" said the man as he sat across from them, his fangs showing when he smiled.
Draco was impressed, they haven't even been introduced yet, but that man had the whole conversation under his control. "Well we have the quidditch field you can use. You can keep any pets you want as long as they do not hurt the students. I understand your need, so it will be allowed for you to be on the grounds at night," said the headmaster with a great smile on his face, which made him look more disgusting, his face looked thinner his eyes tightened into little slits.
"That is great headmaster, and I will make sure my pets don't attack your students. These two men will stay with me during the school year. Now since we discussed everything, Mr. Malfoy and I can be on our way to get our supplies, can't we, Draco?" said Salazar and gave him the most gorgeous smile.
Draco took a deep breath when Karkaroff left, the guy was annoying. When he realized he was doing this in front of people he stopped. The prince gave a little laugh and his two guards tried to hide their amusement behind their hands.
"Don't worry Mr. Malfoy we all have our masks, now lets go scare some mortals," said the one winged vampire. He stopped talking and turned to his guards, "Come boys get my pet out of the carriage," he said and smiled as one of them went out the door, returning a minute later with a seven foot snake that he gave to the prince.
He walked out of the pub, not caring that people gave a great sign of relief as he left, or that people on the street took side turns to avoid him. Draco followed behind him with the two bodyguards, his mind trying to understand the situation and bring him back into control.
Salazar smiled as he walked into a robe shop. It was owned by a Demon, by the name of Zorek. He was a famous designer who specialized in Salazar's style of clothing. The vampire prince walked up to Zorek and gave the shocked man a crushing hug then jumped around towards the clothes.
"Hey, Zorek do you have this in black, I have been looking for this one for a long time, oh and these boots in dragon-hide," he said as he held up a jacket with buckles and chains, with silver lining.
Zorek was fighting for control, damn vampires, that hug just ripped through my defenses, and damn he smelled good. He grabbed a pair of tight leather pants and walked towards the one winged man, the little vampire was playing him, and he was doing a great job, like every other time he did this. Zorek took the jacket and put it together with the pants then in a sly voice, so everyone in the room got the double meaning said, "Let's get you out of those clothes so you can try these on," then he put an arm around him and led him to the change room his hand moving down.
Draco observed this with great confusion, but the two bodyguards just sat in the comfy chairs and opened up fashion magazines. Draco sat across from them and said, "This isn't weird for you?" One of the guards put down the magazine and gave him a charming smile. "What the prince does never surprises us anymore, he is the prince and we accept this to happen at least three more times, and once with you. Teenage hormones you know, a vampire to boot." The guard laughed out loud at Draco's expression.
The other guard put down his magazine. He had dirty blond hair, pulled back by a leather cord, a few long bangs framed his face, and his honey eyes sparkled with intelligence as he smiled at Draco his fangs easily seen. "Mr. Malfoy you will have to understand that Prince Salazar is different from the rest of us, he was never turned he was born this way, so his instincts are different. He was never human like us, he doesn't have any religious beliefs, that makes it difficult to adjust to being a vampire, he accepts what he is with pride and he has brought our race its respect." His speech had a tone of a teacher, like he was used to teaching.
The first guard continued after the blond stopped "Now Mr. Malfoy I wonder if you have been told of your heritage and if you can bring the same respect to your races. My name is Eevial and my partner is Gabriel, over the years we have made a lot of connections. We can help you get in contact with the Veela or the High Elves, or even both if you wish. I am sure they will be happy to reunite with lost blood. They can help you reach your full potential," said Eevial.