A/N: the rating has changed (i guess). it's no problem if you're under 13 and still intend to read this, just be ready for some strong language and a few things that may seem a bit adult (death, gory stuff, and jen being absolutely blunt about anything and everything)

disclaimer: still don't own harry&friends

Jen began walking down the sidewalk as she heard footsteps coming from behind. Out of reflex, she turned sharply and bent your knees slightly, getting ready to fight. Jen saw it was only Harry and relaxed somewhat. "Glad you decided to come along," she said cheerfully. Harry, on the other hand, didn't look too cheerful.

"It's not safe for you to be out at night. Go back inside," Harry said, in a voice that sounded all too familiar.

"Buddy system, mate. I watch out for you, you watch out for me."

"What part of 'it's not safe' don't you get?"

"The part where you expect that to deter me in any way whatsoever."

"Do you enjoy getting into some kind of trouble on a regular basis, or does it just happen?" I might ask you the same thing. Jen kept this little thought to herself, though.

"Trouble can be fun," she stated.

"Not when you're in real danger, it can't!"

Jen was about to ask just what kind of danger she was in, but thought better of it. Instead she kept walking, though at a slightly faster pace. By now the two teens had walked until they were almost at the little park, and reasonably far away from the houses. Harry sped up as well, and then passed right in front of Jen before turning around and blocking her way. He opened his mouth to say something, but before he got a chance to, the two heard a loud rustling. Jen's immediate reaction was to crouch down, ready to jump up at any attacker whenever they came into view. She saw that Harry had a hand in pocket and seemed to be debating something in his head. I can't believe I didn't have my guard up earlier. I should have been able to tell someone was here. The rustling continued, and Jen heard noise come from the little grove of trees. Suddenly, four people burst out of the grove, four very familiar people at that.

"What the hell are you doing here, Dudley?" Harry growled.

"Just here to teach that little girlfriend of yours some manners, Potter," the fat git replied.

"You do realize how many times I've heard that asinine cliché before, right?" Jen said angrily; she had been all worried for nothing.

"My, my, my…what a feisty little one," Piers stated calmly.

"Shut up, Polkiss!" Harry threatened, taking a step towards Dudley while reaching for something in his back pocket. With amazing speed, Malcolm and Gordon were standing on either side of Harry, keeping his hands behind his back.

"What're you gonna do about it, Potter?" Malcolm asked mockingly. Jen had been paying such close attention to what was happening with Harry that she didn't notice Piers come up behind her.

"Let go of her!" Harry yelled. He glared at Dudley, who actually looked a bit frightened. Gordon elbowed Harry in the back.

"Worried about you're scrawny boyfriend, Jen?" a voice whispered in her ear. It was Piers, the git. I'm worried about what will happen if Harry gets much more pissed. As if on cue, the one flashlight the boys had with them started flickering dangerously. The look of fear on Dudley's face became more obvious.

"Holy shit!" Malcolm, who had been the one holding the flashlight, yelled. He let go of the flashlight quickly, as if it were hurting him. The flashlight landed on the ground, its on/off button being the first thing to hit.

"Malcolm, you idiot! What did you do?" a voice, most likely Gordon's, asked angrily.

"It's not my fault," Malcolm replied defensively, "the thing heated up like crazy! It was almost like- oof" The "oof" sound was a reaction to Harry freeing his arm from Gordon's grasp and punching the other boy that had been holding him. Good idea. Jen lifted one of her feet as high up as it would go, keeping it at a right angle from her knee. Jen then brought her foot down hard, aiming a kick behind her and right in between the legs of Piers. The high-pitched sound he let out at this caused the others to look in Jen's direction. Harry was crouched down, looking ready to fight. Dudley had Gordon in a headlock and Malcolm seemed to have been looking for the flashlight.

"What the bloody hell was that?" Dudley asked, a combination of anger and fear laced in his voice.

"Let her go!" Harry yelled, glaring at his cousin. Piers was whispering something in Jen's ear, and Jen looked almost as mad as Harry felt. He felt his already high anger building, not only at Dudley and his band of idiots, but at himself. This is all my fault. He closed his eyes, his head starting to pound.

"Holy shit!" Malcolm shouted, causing Harry's eyes to snap open, only to be immersed in darkness. What the hell?

"Malcolm, you idiot! What'd you do?" Gordon demanded. Malcolm must have been holding a flashlight in the hand that wasn't keeping Harry back. Harry took advantage of the confusing situation by wrenching his arm out of a dumfounded Gordon's grasp and punching in the general area that Malcolm was in. Malcolm let out a pained groan and released Harry. Now if he could just find Jen, they could both leave before this situation got any worse. As he started running, the situation got worse. He was just picking up speed as a hand shot out and grabbed his ankle, causing it to twist out painfully. Harry fell to the ground and rolled into a crouching position, making sure to keep most of the weight on his uninjured foot. His eyes had finally adjusted to the dark. He saw Malcolm, Gordon, and Dudley on the ground wrestling blindly with each other. Harry looked around for Jen, and saw her faint outline lifting its leg up, only for it to change direction and fly behind her. He heard a high-pitched cry and then a thud.

"What the bloody hell was that?" Dudley asked releasing what seemed to be Gordon from a headlock. Harry was trying to figure out what happened as a light flickered back on. Jen's head, which had been turned so that she was looking at something behind her on the ground, shot up as two pair of arms lifted Harry out of his crouching position and restrained him.

Dudley looked over at Harry somewhat fearfully and Harry growled, "One more year Dud, one more year." The looked of fear became obvious now. Harry looked over towards Jen and saw Piers stand up, slightly bent over, with a look of pain on his face.

"Hey, Dud, you mind if I have a go at talking some sense into her?" he sounded really angry as well as a bit hoarse.

Dudley looked over at piers confusedly and then replied, "Erm, yeah, sure." Dudley walked over and held Jen's arms behind her back while looking fearfully at Harry one more. Apparently Dudley was even more afraid of losing face than what he thought Harry capable of. Jen was looking Piers in the eye, which wasn't as hard for her as it normally would have been because Piers was bending over so that his face was only an inch or two away from hers. Piers said something that only Jen could hear, but whatever it was made Jen angry enough to spit right in Piers's face. Piers recoiled slightly and then slapped Jen hard. So hard, in fact, that Jen's head went up and to the side as she opened her mouth to let out what Harry expected to be a cry of pain. Instead, a hiss came out as a pair of pearly white fangs showed from Jen's opened mouth.

The flashlight dropped again, this time along with the arms holding Harry down. "This is insane; I'm getting outta here!" Gordon yelled. Harry then heard calls of the same mind directed towards Dudley and a few sets of footsteps going away from the area quickly. Harry tried to take a step and fell over as his hurt ankle twisted out once more. It must have been hurt worse that he had thought it was. Footsteps approached him and he looked up to see two cerulean eyes reflecting in the moonlight, along with a pair of fangs…

A/N: hope you liked it. just to clear up a few things: Jen is NOT a vampire. However, she obviously doesn't seem to be human... the next part will answer a few questions, and hopefully bring about a few more.