Harry Potter and the Vampire's Curse

By: reviewaholic

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, but I do own the characters I made up.

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Chapter 5 – The Rivalry

The other vampire's names were Doyle and Scarecrow (or SC for short).

SC has long black hair that almost comes down to his shoulders, and is about 25 years old. He wears a black T-shirt and jeans, and has an Australian accent. He is the smartest out of all of them. He could even give Hermione a run for her money. He has been a vampire for about 130 years. He also has a tattoo of a horseshoe on the left of his neck.

Doyle has dark brown hair, about 21 years old. He wore black clothing with a, black, leather jacket and has an Irish accent. What he looses in smarts he gains in strength. He's the best fighter out of all of them. He has been a vampire for around 200 years. He also has a tattoo of a horseshoe on the left of his neck.

"Top of the morning to ya," Doyle greeted.

"Hay guys," Harry addressed to his brothers.

"Marry Christmas, Harry," SC began and then lowered his voice to a whisper and asked, "Who's the Sheila?"

"Oh, sorry, this Hermione," he said pointing at her, "and, Hermione, these are my two brothers, Doyle and Brain."

"Pleasure," said Doyle cheerfully.

"Likewise," Hermione said, standing up from the couch.

"Ah, I've been waiting to meet you," SC began taking a step forward with a devilish grin, "Harry's told us that you're the smartest person he knows. He even says you're smarter than I am…" before he could continue Harry cut him off.

"Down boy."

"Well all I wanted was a little proof," SC said turning to Harry.

"What, you don't trust me," Harry said with fake hurt in his voice.

"Its not that, it's just that I want to see it for myself," he inquired turning back to Hermione.

Before Harry could say anything Hermione cut in, "You're on."

After about an hour of brain battling they were at a tie. Doyle was sitting on the other side of the room, at a small table. Harry was sitting next to Hermione on the couch. And Faith was standing asking the questions.

"Guys you want to call it draw?" Doyle asked. Both he and Harry looked terribly bored. But Faith thought it to be quite interesting for some reason. (Most likely because she wanted to see the girl win against the guy)

"No!" yelled all three of them together.

"OK last question, this will determine who's smarter," Faith announced. (A/N: for the record I am totally making this up) "In a battle, who would win a werewolf or a vampire?"

Hermione just sat there completely baffled. SC just grinned, his evil grin, again and said, "It's a trick question!" SC declared. "That hasn't been found out yet. There is no evidence that either one would win, against each other," he finished in a professional way.

"Correct," said Faith solemnly.

"Yes!" he yelled triumphantly, getting up from the couch.

Hermione and Harry were both astonished. But Hermione wasn't about to give up.

"Re-match!" she exclaimed.

"No!" yelled Doyle and Harry together.

Harry didn't want her to feel bad so he said, "Your both smart and it was a close contest," he finished putting his arm around her waist. He winked at Faith as to give her the hint that he wanted to be alone with Hermione.

"Well would you look at the time we really should be going," said Faith standing between the two brothers (both standing). SC understood right away what was going on and agreed.

"What do you mean," Doyle began, "we've only been here about an hour and a hal – oaf!" Faith had jabbed him in the stomach to try and put the message across.

"No we really should be going," she said. He wasn't the smartest person in the world, but he wasn't stupid. He got the message. All three left Harry and Hermione alone. Hermione had caught on as well, but didn't say anything.

"Hermione, please, tell me this is this going to be a friendly rivalry, between you and my brother," Harry asked, hoping that Hermione and SC weren't going to let this go to their heads.

"Don't worry," she reassured him scooting closer and resting her head on his shoulder.

(A/N: Sorry this isn't as fluffy as I would have hoped, twitch but the next chapter will be mostly HHr alone timesnickers AND PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD PLEASE R&R! FOR MY OUN SANITY PLEASE JUST PRESS THE PURPLE BUTTEN! Eye twitches)