Chapter 4
An hour later, Cho, Roger, and Jeremy entered the common room to see Peter asleep with his head buried in the pillows. "Peter wake up!", Cho said, tossing her bag on top of him. He groaned and said, "Go away!" "Get off the couch sleepyhead!", Roger laughed, turning over the tired body of the young Lamnia. When he laid eyes on Peter's bloody eyes, he cried out and jumped back, almost landing in the fire. Cho and Jeremy turned to see what Roger yelped about and Cho fainted when she saw the blood crusted eyesockets. "Oh my god! Peter! What happened?", Jeremy exclaimed, backing against the wall. "What? Oh.", Peter said, remembering his eyes and pulled the embedded nails Akasha had left in there to prevent his vision from returning. As soon as they were out, his eyeballs mended and his sight returned. "Clever, Akasha, but not clever enough.", Peter said, going to the bathroom and washing the dried blood coating the skin around his eyes.
Cho regained consciousness an hour after she lost it and the first thing she saw was Peter hovering over her with no injuries. "Peter, I just had the worst dream. I dreamt you had no eyes and you were blind!", she cried, burying her head in his chest. "That wasnt a dream. Akasha and I got into a duel and she dug her nails into my eyes, so that my eyes would not regenerate, but I have pulled them out before you woke. These were them.", Peter showed her the nails and she cringed "But how did you get them out?", she asked curiously. "He used his fingers.", Roger said, heading into the dorm room, looking rather pale for a mortal. "I think Roger's got the right idea. We should all turn in for the night.", Jeremy said, entering the dorm room after Roger. Everyone went to bed.
Peter awoke in the dorm with everyone had already left for their classes. He searched through his trunk and saw on his schedule he had Defense Against the Dark Arts with Dolores Umbridge first. Peter groaned, got prepared, and left for the class. "You're late, Mr. Bainner.", she said, her toad-like grin stretching across her face and her eyes twinkling, "Detention." Peter's skin flashed blue temporarily as he took his seat. "As I was saying, you will not need your wands. I want you all to turn to page thirty seven and read the theory on spellcasting.", Umbridge ordered, her mood in an ecstatic state from seeing her students in a miserable situation. Everybody groaned. "Thats no good. On the count of three, all of you will say 'Yes Professor Umbridge'. One, two, three.", she remarked, maliciously chuckling to herself. Everyone repeated the words but Peter, who, in a state of protest, bellowed, "Yes Sir!"
Roger, Cho, and Jeremy struggled to suppress a fit of laughs without success, but Umbrage's grin was wiped clean from her face as if she had not been smiling at all. "I dont believe those are the words I told you to repeat.", she said grimly, glaring at him. "I dont believe you studied my kind. Lamnia like I dont bow to the will of others unless we feel it will benefit us. I dont see any possible way repeating a sentence will benefit me. However, twisting the words in a sentence will benefit my mood greatly.", Peter replied, his eyes flashing yellow. "What exactly do you mean by 'your kind'?", asked Professor Umbridge, "You appear as human as I am."
"Your eyes deceive you. Twice, in the last five minutes I've shown signs of my inhumanity. Now your blind eyes shall finally see the nightmare you've never known.", he stated, and his eyes shone bright yellow as his skin lost it's color and it regained it in a dark blue pigment. His jaw dropped as the fangs formed and his hair grew past his shoulders.
"What are you?", Umbridge screamed, eyes wide and her wand pointed at him. "What's the matter, Dolores? I thought Ministry officials were trained to handle magical creatures such as myself.", Peter mocked her, taking a step forward. "Stupefy!", she screamed, shooting a stunner at Peter, whom easily caught the spell in midair, and held it in his hand, containing the magic inside a small barrier. "Professor! That's abuse towards a student. Naughty, naughty.", he said, tossing the spell towards the window, shattering it. Professor Umbridge shook her finger at Peter, so he gave her the finger right back. She gasped and shot a flurry of stunners at him. He dodged every one until Professor Dumbledore entered the room, who sent the few stunners flying at him out the gaping hole where the window once stood.
"Professor! What in the name of Merlin are you doing?", Professor Dumbledore bellowed, making all the students go white, except for Peter, who turned back into human form. Professor Umbridge burst into tears, "Filthy... Half-bred... monster..." "It's okay Professor. We were just demonstrating what not to do when encountering a powerful magical creature, isn't that right class?", Peter asked, turning to his fellow students. "That's right Professor, just a demonstration, thats all.", Roger said, invoking the rest of the class to agree. Peter aimed his hand at the broken window and snapped his fingers, thinking 'Repairo.' The glass flew back into place and mended together. Dumbledore nodded and left the room.
Peter waited until Dumbledore had turned the corner of the hallway before saying, "I covered for you once, I wont do it again. You best make sure a situation like that doesn't happen again, Umbridge.", he turned around, "Next time... I won't hold back."
After class let out, stepped outside to get some fresh air. He gazed upon the trees and soared out over the lake. School must've started for C.V.H.S., Peter thought, I wonder how much everybody misses me. He flew past Ravenclaw Tower and saw Amy in her animagus form, which was a cat, trotting along the roof of the tower. Peter swooped down and picked up the female feline and landed at the door to the entrance hall.
Kotori was waiting for him. "Peter, I must go. It's been too long since Fran, Brad, and Kyra have died, and I cannot hold their life force within me any longer. Goodbye, Peter, and I hope you succeed in stopping Voldemort.", she explained, and her flesh began to glow. The same bright light that she had become born from, engulfed her and five spirits flew from the light, one hitting Peter and reabsorbing into this body. The other four scattered, three heading in the same direction, and one shooting towards the mountains. Peter considered following it but he decided against it. Brad, Kyra, and Francesca would be revived, and he wanted to be the first one to greet them. He said his goodbye and entered the castle only to be crushed by the broom closet door, which burst off it's hinges spontaneously. Peter could feel the weight of three people on top of the door, who were laying on it. Oh great, who is it now, Peter asked himself with frustration. He burst the door off of him and it blew into splinters, sending the three mortals into the stone wall.
Of the three humans, Peter recognized one. "Jeremy?", Peter muttered, aiming his hand at the only boy of the three unconscious mortals, "Ennervate." Jeremy's eyes snapped open and looked around frantically. "Where am I? Peter?", Jeremy asked, looking amazed when he saw the friend from long ago. "Yes Jeremy, it is me.", Peter said, but was ignored, for Jeremy had just sighted the two girls he had traveled with. "Oh my god! Stormy! Nicole!", he cried, crawling towards them. "Its okay, Jeremy, they're just unconscious.", he said, reassuring his friend of their safety, "I can still hear their heartbeats." Jeremy looked at him with a perplexed look, "What do you mean you can still hear their heartbeats." "Lets just say I'm not human anymore.", Peter said, kneeling between the two girls and pointed a hand at each of them and repeated the same spell he had used on Jeremy. As soon as the girls were awake, Jeremy hit the floor and Peter rushed the three of them to the Hospital Wing, where Madam Pomfery took them in and prepared medical supplies for them.
They were let out a week later, and sorted into houses. Jeremy was sorted into Hufflepuff, Stormy into Slytherin, and Nicole into Gryffindor. Peter made haste to buy the supplies they would need and showed them around the school. When he returned to his tower, however, he felt a presence he had not felt since Akasha destroyed the headquarters. He turned to the windows in time to see Francesca, Brad, and Kyra crash through.
"Welcome back my children. Nice to see you.", Peter said, walking closer, "Brad, Kotori is gone, and that is how you all came back to life. She acted as your Horcrux without your knowledge." "Kotori's gone? Oh...", Francesca said, looking at the ground. "Francesca, you do know it was you who caused yours and Brad and Kyra's deaths?", Peter asked, turning to her. "Yes Peter and I apologize.", she replied, bowing her head. Peter moved swiftly and bit her in the throat, piercing her artery. The immortal blood flowed down his throat, filling him with energy. When she was drained, he threw the body out the window it came in from and flicked his wrist, setting the body ablaze and incinerating it. "Such crimes are unforgivable.", he said, staring coldly at the ashes that blew away in the wind. "Peter?", Kyra said, and he pulled her close. "The same fate will not befall you. Be not afraid.", he said, gazing into her eyes, "We have some new mortals here who would be in need of converting." Kyra grinned, "Mortal blood? What a nice gift for my return."
Peter awaited the return of Brad and Kyra, who had set out to convert the two female mortals. When they arrived, Jeremy was hot on their tail, demanding a reason of Peter as to why Brad and Kyra had been sent to kill Stormy and Nicole. Peter was much entertained by the anger Jeremy was feeling. "It is only standard procedure to convert the new mortals.", Peter replied, grinning so that his fangs were largely exposed. He struck, taking Jeremy by suprise so that a defense was impossible. For the first time in this year, Peter tasted mortal blood was over his accepting tongue. While draining Jeremy, Peter felt the presence of Stormy and Nicole standing in the doorway.
Peter pulled away at the last second and fed Jeremy. The minute the blood touched his lips, Jeremy lurched forward and attempted to rip more flesh off than already torn. Within seconds, Jeremy had fed more than enough to resurrect a dying mortal. "Enough!", Peter growled, tossing Jeremy off his arm. Peter felt much weaker than he had when converting Kyra. "You overindulge, Young. If you feed from a mortal like that, then you become dead soon enough!", Peter hissed but his words were unheard by the undead young man, for his body was dead and his soul not yet revived. An hour had passed, and Jeremy had still not awoken. "Maybe the blood was too strong.", Kyra suggested, taking a seat and noticing that a first year was checking her out. She transformed momentarily and scared him off. "The boy did overdrink, it's possible he died twice.", Peter stated, flying off to replenish himself.
The second that Peter left the grounds, Jeremy's fingers gave a twitch as his body instantly transformed, The new born Lamnia allowed his eyes to roam around the room and they fell on Stormy. His vision was improved to the point that he could, if he chose, see in thermal vision. "Am I dead?", he asked , inspecting his skin and noticing that it was as pale as a vampire's. "What the hell!"", he exclaimed, jumping back and looking around frantically. Everyone looked calmly at him while waiting for Peter to return.
Peter returned three days later, looking full enough to convert three more mortals like Jeremy. "Gather round my children. I thought I might instruct to successfully seduce your victim before you attack so that you may not need to use any more effort than necessary.", he said, taking a step towards them. They looked surprised that Peter knew such methods. "Let me show you.", he said flying off and gesturing to them to follow. They flew after him and he led them to a local club and went inside, his eyes already on a victim already. Muggle music played and everyone was dancing, aside from the few loners and people taking a break. Peter stepped onto the dance floor and searched for his victim. Finally he found her. She stood against a wall, trying to tell some guy to go away. He walked over and grabbed her arm and led her to the dance floor. "Wait one moment.", Peter said, moving to the DJ compartment and requested a song. When Peter returned to the girl, the song Forsaken played and he took hold of his victim, all the while, his children were watching from the side, some of them mouthing the words. He danced with the girl expertly, seducing her with vampiric moves. She was enjoying herself so much that she didn't even notice him pierce her neck and draining her blood. She eventually became weak with no struggle. Then, Peter walked her almost dead body to a table and let her eternally rest. Peter sat back as his offspring attempted to do what he had, but to no avail. Each of their victims struggled the entire time and Brad was so unsuccessful that he bit himself in his attempt. Peter smiled and watched as his children sulked back to him.
Out of nowhere, Kyra developed a flaring rash all over her body as the vampire in her died. Peter looked around frantically, searching for the attacker. A fist plunged out of his chest and created a large, gaping hole. Peter transformed along with the rest of the group. "Oh so you are not mortal.", a female voice said, ripping out her blood soaked hand. "You! I can tell by your scent that you are the one who drained Arethan!", he exclaimed, turning to face her. "You must be the one he spoke of with this last breath. Peter, am I correct? That just makes this more interesting.", she replied, lunging at him. He caught her and dug his claws into her stomach. "I am no longer just a vampire, you wretch.", he growled, and threw her behind the counter. All of the mortals stood awestruck, watching the battle between a Vampire and Lamnia. The female vampire came over the counter and attacked the lycan, Kyra, draining her. "Kyra!", Peter yelled, lunging at the eternal one. She swiped at him. He was unaffected and bit into her neck while she struggled, the power of Lamnia just beginning to combine with her own. She made several gashes in his stomach in an attempt to free herself, only aggravating him further. Just before she was fully drained, he pulled, "Rest in pieces, Latheia." Peter hurried over to the limp body of Kyra. "Kyra!", Peter said, changing back to human form. "Peter, finish me. Drain every last drop.", she said weakly. "No!", Peter growled, trying to get her to stand "Peter, if you dont, they will die too.", she said struggling to point a finger at Brad and Stormy, whom were growing weaker and using the tables for support. "Peter, just do it.", Jeremy pleaded, leaning Stormy on him. Peter nodded, "Very well.", he replied, and put his fangs in place of Latheia's bite marks and drained what was left of her blood. "Goodnight, my child.", Peter said, and turned to the crowd of mortals. "You have just seen the supernatural deaths of two immortals. You will not live.", he said, rushing out of the door and after his children were out, he sealed the door. He flicked his wrist and the pool of blood underneath Kyra combusted, setting the entire building ablaze. Peter flew back to Hogwarts with his family, just in time to see Professor Dumbledore enter the common room, looking rather gloom.
"Peter, we've had another arrival.", he said, gesturing for Peter to follow him. Dumbledore led him to the hospital wing, where a small, thin girl was out cold in one of the beds. The girl's long, black hair laid out over her shoulders, and over a black shirt that fit tightly to her slender upper body. The shirt almost didnt cover her stomach, which led down to skin tight bellbottoms, in which a small blade could be seen on her belt. The sheets of the bed were stained by her muddy boots. "Michelle Rasco.", Peter said, walking to her bedside and awakening her. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked at Peter.
"Flippy?", she asked, sitting up, "Where am I?" "Hogwarts.", he replied helping her out of the bed. "Hogwarts?", she asked, running out into the main hall, and running into Amy, knocking her over. "WHatch where you're going, first year!", Amy bellowed at Michelle, but her anger subsided when she saw who it was. "Michelle!", Amy squealed, pulling the girl into a bear hug and refused to release her. "Amy, you're crushing me!", Michelle struggled, attempting to free herself from the death grip. "Oh, sorry.", she replied, releasing Michelle. "So this is Hogwarts?", Michelle asked, gazing around her, "It's bigger than I imagined."
"Peter! There you are! I was jus-", Roger said, emerging from the dungeons and sighting Michelle. He said nothing but merely gazed at her. "Roger. Roger! I'm over here. This is Michelle, she is fromt he muggle world. "Hi.", she said staring at him for a while and smiling mischeviously. Oh no, Peter thought, Michelle has found her victim. He quickly led her to Dumbledore's office, where Professor Dumbledore waited, the sorting hat prepared. The hat told them she would be placed into Slytherin.
"Peter, would you retrieve Mr. Malfoy for me?", Dumbledore requested of him. "Sure.", he replied, leaving the office. "Professor, I met a student downstairs by the name of Roger. Who is he?", Michelle asked. "Roger Davies of Ravenclaw. He is in the same year as Peter, and is Chaser on the Ravenclaw Quidditch team. I would hide underneath my desk if I were you.", Professor Dumbledore said, sinking into his high back chair, and pointing to the window behind him, "Peter will not be using the door." Amy and Michelle dived under the desk just as the window shattered. Two bodies flew into the room. Peter dropped Malfoy and pointed both of his hands at the window place and screamed, "Repairo!", sending the broken shards back into place and mending them.
"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU! HAVE YOU TOTALLY GONE MAD? YOU COULD'VE KILLED ME!", Malfory screamed, turning his wand on Peter, but Dumbledore disarmed him. "Peter, Draco is right. He is not immortal like you are. He could have very well died. Dont put students in life threatening situations and I will not be foreced to expell you.", Dumbledore said with that same calm tone he had, "Draco, I would like you to escort Ms. Rasco to the Slytherin common room." Malfoy did so, mumbling something that sounded like, " Not another muggle."
Peter went to his common room and slept for the night, he had Divination in the morning.