Feratu apparrated to the Leaky Cauldron after receiving her directions. She had been an employee at Madam Malkin's, where she had seen many men naked. One day, Draco came in, and using the same seduction she used on everyone, beckoned him to try on some robes. She followed him into the dressing rooms, and flirted shamelessly, thinking that Draco was quite cute. Suddenly, the boy's eyes had turned red, and he had sprung upon her, and bit her, so now she was a vampire.

She swept into the bar, and ordered a fire whiskey. Then seeing a copy of the Daily Prophet left on a table, she went over and read the news. She wasn't very interested, until she came to the housing section. Where she discovered that a hill type house had been sold to a Mr. Potter. She looked at the last page, where it showed all the names under the floo network. She instantly found it. Mr. Harry Potter, Potter Hill in Hogsmead. She smiled, and was gone.

She appeared outside the door of the Three Broomsticks, and looked in. Harry was sitting at one of the tables drinking a butter beer, and having dinner. There was an empty table next to his, so she went in and sat down. She ordered a simple meal, and began to eat while watching the boy. He looked up at her, but she would look away before she saw that she was looking at him.

Harry sat in the Three Broomsticks drinking a butter beer, his thoughts constantly straying to Ginny. Suddenly, he noticed the rather attractive girl sitting at the table next to his. He noticed that she was drinking a fire whiskey, and he wanted to impress her, so he also ordered one. The waiter brought him the drink, and a glass cup, which he refused, smiling to himself while looking at the girl. He took a large gulp of the whiskey, and understood why it was called FIRE-whiskey. His throat burned, and he seriously considered asking the waiter for water, when the burning stopped, and a pleasant taste was left in his mouth. He glanced at the girl again, and took another swig. He was beginning to fell a little dizzy, but he didn't care. That girl was so beautiful…if only she were his…Harry sat there dreamily, drinking, and suddenly the girl stood up, walked over, and began stroking his arm. Gradually, he got more and more dizzy until he finally fell asleep.

When he woke up, he was in his house, in his room, in his bed, and next to a beautiful woman with black hair, and green eyes like his. She woke up, and smiled at him. He smiled back, unable to control himself. He noticed that his pants were tight, and so he tore them off. The girl smiled, pulled off his boxers, and began stroking him in places that most men find very, very private. He groaned as she began to plant little kisses around his penis, going in circles over and under, finally reaching the very tip, where she let her tongue flick out and slowly lick the little opening. He couldn't stand it. He quickly flipped her over, and kissed her on her cute little butt. Lightly letting his tongue brush against her skin. He moved under the butt area, and let his tongue find its way into her clit. A groan was emitted from Feratu's lips as he did this, and she pulled him out from under her to kiss him firmly on the lips.

Ron was sulking in his room. How could Harry have done that? How could his mother have kicked him out? And suddenly he had an idea. I've graduated from Hogwarts, and I'm a "of age" wizard now. So I might as well go get my own job now, and move out! He quickly packed his things, and went downstairs to announce what he was doing. His mother fixed him with an icy glare, but did not say anything, so Ron quickly apparrated himself and his luggage to the Leaky Cauldron, where he got a room to stay in, and found a copy of the daily prophet. He looked at the jobs section…

There was practically every job imaginable on the list; house cleaner, healer, librarian, auror, servant, and dragon tamer… then his eyes caught sight of a little article on the side. Breeder. He smiled, suddenly knowing that this was the exact job he had always wanted. He apparrated to the breeding center of the ministry of magic, and went in. The man in charge was short, surly, and had a thick black beard. "What do you want eh?" he asked…

"I want a job here at the breeding center"

"A job eh? Well on that note I might be able to do something for ye. But'cha gotta pass the test first!"

The man took out a small glove, and handed it to Ron. " Put the damn thing on".

Ron put it on, and the glove turned blue. This man cried out in glee, and immediately pulled him over to tell him about the job.

"Well! See' in as u passed the test, you'll be one o' us now eh? You gonna start out breedin them dogs in the kennel got it? I want you to breed me a bunch o' dogs that can sniff out a hippogriff a mile away, a werewolf two miles away, and just plain danger three miles away. Got it? You'll be startin' work here on the morrow. Say eight o'clock in the morning eh?"

'Yes sir", Ron responded, and went off to find a place to live.

The place to live turned out to be a gorgeous house by the woods. The house was in the outskirts of Hogsmead, and in the distance, there were pretty green hills. He sighed. It had been a long day. The former owner of this house was moving to Egypt, and so sold the elegant house to Ron for less than dirt. Ron took out his things, fluffed up his pillow with the picture of Hermione on it, and promptly went to sleep.

Ginny sat in her room, reading a copy of Witch Weekly. Draco had moved out of the attic room, and was now living in a huge cabin in the woods. Before she left however, he had giving her a ring. When she kissed the blood red ruby on the end, she would be able to teleport to the woods. She leaned back. Life was good. Nobody suspected anything, Harry, the only person capable of stopping her plan, had been driven out by her mother, and Ron, the only brother she wouldn't have the heart to kill, had left. Tonight, her plan would be set into action.

Harry was happy. The girl of his dreams was asleep, her lips still holding his cock, and he felt a tingling sensation every time she breathed in and out. Her hands her slowly rubbing the insides of his legs, and he had his head buried between her legs. She smelled wonderful. He had made love with her, and he couldn't wait to do it again. Suddenly a thought struck him. He did not even know the girl's name! He turned his head to the side, and saw her bag. It was a black purse, probably made from dragon skin. He saw gold letters written across the top. Feratu. What a beautiful name he thought, before he drifted off to sleep.

Ginny sat up in bed. It was midnight, and the attack was scheduled to begin very soon. She undressed, then quickly changed into a black bra and thong, and pulled on a black robe with a hood that would cover her flaming red hair. And in a whirl of black, five other vampires appeared. They nodded to Ginny, and began the hunt. Ginny jumped out the open window and landed lightly next to Malfoy. Screams suddenly filled the air as the owners of the burrow were slaughtered and drained. Them, the five creatures who had entered the house before, came out, and set the house on fire. As the seven began to walk away, the last sound Ginny heard was the cry of her mother. Unknowingly, she began to cry silently. Her mother's death cry had sent a pang through her heart, and she suddenly very much regretted ever turning to Malfoy in the first place. But then Draco, her Draco turned around and looked at her, and all her thoughts disappeared.

"Draco love, teach me how to fly with wings. I've seen you do it."

"Ginny dear…I can teach you, but it hurts like bloody fuckin' hell the first time."

I don't care"

"Very well"

Harry woke up. Feratu was nowhere to be seen. The only sign that she was ever here was the little black underwear by the bed, and the fact that the bed was totally drenched in semen. Harry sighed, and cleaned up the sheets with a wave of his wand. Then he picked up the underwear and put it in his closet. He put on a pair of black jeans, and a tight black shirt, and left the house. "I need a job", he thought aloud, and he quickly decided to pursue his life long dream of becoming an auror. Besides, he had everything he needed, so why not?

"I WHAT!"

"I'm sorry Mr. Potter, but apparently you are being charged for the murder of the entire Weasley family, and I'm afraid that I will have to arrest you instead of giving you a job."

"I never touched those damn weasels! They kicked me out of their house cause I was practicing a spell!"

"Exactly my point sir, you are being charged for murdering them because they kicked you out of their house. And your apparent hate for them at the present only confirms our suspicions."

"So you're arresting me?"

"Exactly, sir"

The man led a very confused looking Harry Potter into the dungeons below the ministry.

Ginny peeked out from behind a statue. Those two were even more stupid then I thought! She decided, and she left.

Ron was having the time of his life! The dogs he was working with loved him, and he adored them. These were all special dogs. One could hear a cricket chirp from ten miles away. One could smell a bat from seven kilometers away. But Ron's favorite was a little black dog that was incredibly intelligent, and had amazing eyesight. As he worked with these dogs, he learned more about them, and he realized that his task was really quite easy. He got to work, glad that all these dogs seemed somewhat horny. When his boss came in, whose name was Mr. Theodore Sikes; he was absolutely pleased with his work. He gave him his pay, and told him he was free to go now. Ron left, and he looked down at the paycheck. His eyes bugged out. THIRTY-FIVE GALLEONS! He had never had more then three galleons at one time! He rushed to Gringotts to set up a bank account of his very own, and he deposited 25 of his galleons. Then he went shopping.