Chapter 5

"We need to leave," the girl's voice came. Harry looked over at her and saw her cut healed.

"Why?" Harry asked.

She blinked at him. "Do you honestly think they won't be back ready to fight us?" She asked.

"Where would we go?" Harry asked as the two began to move towards the door. "And I don't even know you, or if I can trust you!"

"Do you distrust me?" She asked turning to stare at him. Harry took aback. No, I don't… he thought slowly.

"Exactly," She whispered. "I'm Darla. This is Lestat. I believe you have met."

Lestat turned and looked at him. Harry shivered and looked away.

"Oh my gosh," Harry said when he turned around. The book shelf at the side of the room was slowly burning up into flames. Ron and Hermione had their wands out and were wetting it down. But the smell of smoke stayed in the house.

"Mortals will be up here soon," Darla said turning again towards the door. "The non-magic kind. You call them muggles I believe? Well, go get your stuff as fast as you can, and meet us outside." And she and Lestat went out the door.

"Harry," Hermione said to him as the quickly gathered their stuff. "Why are we doing this? They're vampires, we can't trust them! I know it looks like they are on our side, but that's just their nature to kill, they aren't on anyones side."

"I know," Harry answered, "But what else can we do? They are right about muggles being up here soon after that racket, and the death eaters will be back soon too, more prepared to fight us as well as vampires."

Hermione sighed and closed her trunk. "Where do you think they'll take us?" She asked looking up.

"I don't think I want to know," Ron said. He was still green in the face after watching Lestat drink from MacNair and Darla.

Harry tapped his trunk with his wand and picked it up easily. He got to the door and looked around Gordic's Hollow.

"Come on Harry," Hermione said. "There's nothing you can do now."

They stepped out into the warm summer air and saw Darla and Lestat standing together with their arms around each other. They looked over at the three of them when they came out.

"Ready?" Darla asked breaking away from Lestat. "You three can use those brooms of yours. Lestat and I will go slow."

"Where are we going," Harry asked mounting his broom.

"Home," Darla said turning around.

"I am home," Harry whispered.

"No Harry," she whispered. "Where is your true home?" And with that she gently folded her fingers into Lestat's and they rose from the ground. Harry kicked off the ground and followed the dark outlines of Lestat and Darla.

After several hours, Harry was starting to feel chilled despite the warm weather. Watching Lestat and Darla fly was eerie. They moved gracefully, yet their skin seemed oddly foggy at the edges. After several hours, Harry started to see mountains. Very familiar Mountains…

Harry gasped out loud as Hogwarts Castle came into view. Lestat and Darla dived strait down and landed smoothly along edge of the lake. Harry and the others touched down next to them and hopped off their brooms.

"What are we doing here?" Harry asked.

"What's wrong with it?" Darla asked stepping over to Harry. "There's no one here, and it's very comfortable."

Harry looked over to the lake and shivered as he saw Dumbldore's tomb glittering in the moonlight. He turned the other way and saw Hagrid's hut was dark.

"Where's Hagrid?" Harry asked outloud.

"Doing work for the order," Lestat said stepping over on Harry's other side. "But he'll be back. He never notices us anyway. But I suppose you all can let him know you're here."

They started to walk up towards the castle.

"But wait," Harry said. "What makes you think they won't find us here?"

Darla turned and looked around the dark grounds. "Because Harry, this is not a highly populated area. We'll feel them coming miles away, and if they get close enough…we kill them. Those aparation free spells of Dumbldore's will help, and those wands of theirs don't do much to us. They fire too slowly, we can dodge them."

"Then why couldn't we stay at Gordic's Hollow?" Harry asked.

"Muggles," Lestat said starting back towards the castle. "And with all the people there, they could catch us by surprise."

Harry looked back across the ground to Dumbldore's tomb. He shivered but walked up the front steps. Lestat pulled the doors open and they all stepped inside.