(A/N): Ok, sorry that this chapter took so long to post. It took her a while to write it and when she did it was seven pages long, and i kept procrastinating typing it up so, yea... This one is written by chasta and we had to skip heath this time cuz he ran out of time to write his chapter so, read, enjoy, and review!

Chapter 7 – Truth Be Told

It was a beautiful day and Zephyr, Takato, and a reluctant Izzy were waiting close to Gryffindor Tower on Kisea. Then a gang of girls step out and one with sleek, long, blonde hair turns and sees them, her violently violet eyes boring into them. It was Kisea, and something was different about her uniform, very different. "What did you do?" Zeph said in shock.

"I spiced it up!" she said. Just then a seventh year boy walked by and simultaneously turned around to look at Kisea. She smiled seductively. He stumbled then hit the ground. Kisea, Zeph, Izzy, and Takato all lost their breathe from laughing. As he stood up, his faced burned a hot pink. Kisea did a little spin on the spot then said loudly while snapping her fingers, "BAM!" As she turned, Zeph got a better look. She had knee-high boots and fishnet stockings. Her skirt was shortened a considerable amount and had frilly, black lace underneath. Her belt had a black cross with Pectus Ab Tuus Victus written on it. Her shirt was tied way above her delicate navel and unbuttoned low. On her robe, normally where the House crest was located was now a MiSFiTS patch safety pinned in its place. Zephyr came back to reality when he heard Kisea talking. "Takato, I'm up here!" Kisea laughed. She took a look over Izzy who shifted uneasily. "Step forward!" she said.

"Huh? Me?" Izzy stammered.

"Yea, you . . ." Izzy stood there. "I don't bite . . . oh, wait . . . never mind. Well, I won't hurt you." Kisea smirked. Then Izzy slid forward slowly. Kisea went to work. She took her wand and waved it rapidly over Isabella's body. Her skirt changed to a silky, black color. Black leather ties lined the edges. The top half was a pink corset with black ribbon ties. Pure elegance. Kisea reached for the loose ribbon on the corset and Izzy stepped back. "I'm not striping you!" Kisea sighed. She reached out and tied the ribbons tightly, causing Izzy to inhale sharply.

She stood back and admired her work then turned back to the boys, her crimson lips slightly revealing her fangs in a devilish smirk. "Me next!" Zephyr said and raised his hand, staring gapingly at Izzy.

"Ok, step up!" Kisea said. She walked over, took her wand and pointed it at his pants, which turned a deeper black. A few pockets appeared and the pants got baggier. Chains went from one loop in the front to one in the back, dangling freely. She looked up and unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a black undershirt. She loosened his tie and then stepped back, looked him up, then down, then back up. She bit her lip and thrust her hand out and ruffled his hair vigorously.

"Sweet!" Izzy said in an excited tone. Kisea turned and looked at Takato, then with one finger, motioned for him to step forth.

"I'm cool . . . I'm good . . . No, really . . ." Takato stammered.

"Now!" Kisea said with ease. Takato's eyes seemed to glaze over and took a struggling step. Zephyr knew she had him transfixed. In the end, all he would let her do was ruffle his hair and loosen his tie. Kisea draped her arms around the boys as Izzy moved closer as Kisea spoke.

"It seems that a little of the talk in school is about us!" she said nonchalantly while fiddling with her black polished nails. Kisea broke away from the boys and Izzy stepped closer. They sped up to gain some distance frome the boys. They whispered as they walked. It then dawned on Zephyr . . . she wanted to, correction, was going to turn this school upside down, and she wanted him to help . . . not as a sidekick, but as an equal. He and Takato took a few extra steps and caught up with the girls, only to catch the end of the conversation.

"Got it?" said Kisea.

"Yea." Izzy replied. They made it to a crowded corridor and by the look of it, Kisea had a very evil smile on as Zeph noticed that they weren't a bit, they were all of the talk! He saw a variety of curious faces, upset ones, some of anger, some of interest, and plenty of downright fear. Kisea slowed slightly as they reached a group of 4th years. Kisea lunged unexpectedly and screamed, "BOO!" The group jumped and began a chorus of blood-curdled screams. Kisea snapped her fingers and they all stopped just as fast as it had started.

"I'm a vampire, not a bloody ghost!" Kisea scoffed.

That was too easy! Kisea thought.

Way too easy! Zeph thought in turn.

"Damn straight!" Kisea said, giggling.

"Wait a tic!" Zeph said, eyes gaping. "You're a Legilimens!"

"WHAT DID YOU CALL ME!" Kisea shouted.

"No," Zeph sighed, laughter in his voice, "It means you can hear the thoughts of others."

"Oh yea, my Dad taught me when I was like 5, but I have a bad blocker-thingy-mabobber." Kisea admitted.

"You're not a good Occlumens, you mean?" Zeph asked

"What the Hell is up with these big words, they can't be good for my Dyslexia!" Zephyr fell into fits of laughter.

They finally got to the dungeons for Potions but unfortunately, not one table was free! Zeph sighed, ready to grab any free seat at any table but Kisea stopped him, flashed him a very Malfoy-ish smirk, and walked over to a table, hoisting herself up to set atop it, her back to its occupants.

"Move." Kisea said lightly. All you could hear was the scraping of chairs on the floor. Kisea merely smiled and patted the table, eyeing the others, then gracefully pushed herself off of the table top and laid her books down. Kisea and Izzy remained standing, staring at each other. Kisea whispered, "Now!" and they both took of the school robes, revealing their outfits. As the boys cheered, Izzy blushed, and Kisea smirked, they took their seats.

"Where exactly did you get this style?" Zeph asked.

"The States . . . I stay there during the summer." Kisea stated as the door opened, revealing a worn looking man with greasy, black hair.

"Ms. Amile, Ms. Potella, this is not a fashion show! But . . . 15 points to each of your houses for sheer . . . guts." He said with a sneer.

Wow, that's strange! Zeph thought.

He knows my mom, Kisea began Legilimently, he's only nice to me thinking she'll give him a second date.

The remainder of the class was a breeze. Zeph made a mental not to praise Kisea's mother. The outcome of the potion that they were supposed to be brewing, the Draught of Distraught, was supposed to be a thick, black liquid. Zephyr's was now the exact color of the expected outcome while Kisea's was a runny, bright orange substance. Zeph had tried desperately to assist Kisea with her potion but he had failed terribly, poor girl. Despite her potion, she still got a decent grade.

"I'll stick to spells!" Kisea smiled.

"You're quite good, even though I haven't heard of half of them!" Izzy mused.

"That's because I made them up. I plan on graduating with a NEWT in Spell Creation." Kisea informed them. They walked through the big, oak doors into the Great Hall, where they sat at the Slytherin Table.

Zephyr noticed that Kisea's hair had gone form Blonde to a more Strawberry Blonde . . . an interesting sign. Then he looked up and she was gone all together. He stood slowly and began to slip away in secrecy. Izzy looked up and saw Zeph walking from the Great Hall. She told Tai and they began to follow. They walked up the stairs, a considerable distance behind him. They noticed that Zeph had stopped and entered into a room on his right. They finally realized that this was the Room of Requirement. Izzy took note of this and turned around, complaining of a stomach ache and heading to the Infirmary. Takato, thinking it to be safe if he knocked first, pecked lightly on the weathered wood of the door. Kisea answered ghe door, her lips stained a bright crimson. Zeph stood close behind her. "Hey Tai, you found me! Where's Izzy?" Zephyr asked, glancing down the hall.

"Stomachache." Takato said.

"Oh, well, come in!" Kisea said, disappointed.

"What's on your menu today?" Zeph asked.

"O, but a sweet venom." Kisea said, light flooding her eyes.

"Eh?" Takato asked, dumbfounded.

"Sorry," Kisea began, "he basically means 'what am I drinking'. Tonight it is," she walked to the back of the room and picked up a vial, "Fifty years, the age of wisdom." Her eyes lit up once again.

"Interesting year!" Zeph said in a mock snotty voice.

"Ha-ha, very funny!" Kisea said with a raised eyebrow. "Wanna go for a walk?"

"Why not, it's only nine o'clock. Curfew is at ten!" Takato smiled. Kisea and Zeph began to laugh hysterically.

"Curfew, that's funny!" Kisea finally got out.

"Yea, good one, Tai!" Zeph said, and continued to laugh.

"I wasn't joking!" Tai said and stared. They both froze in their tracks, like a deer caught in the headlights of a Muggle automobile.

"Oh . . ." they said in unison.

"Well, come on!" Kisea took one last swig and walked to the door.

They walked out and down the corridor as the door dissolved behind them. They walked all the way past the doors to the Great Hall where they heard the tables and floors being cleaned extensively by Hogwarts' house elves. They walked out of the big, oak doors leading to the grounds, stepping into the dazzling pools of moonlight coming through the leaves of the trees in the Forbidden Forest. Takato let out a small whimper when he realized that Zeph and Kisea were headed to the Forbidden Forest, and then stopped abruptly. Zephyr and Kisea paused and Kisea walked back to where he stood, grabbing him by the collar, pulling him along as they went. They ventured a few feet past the tree line and stopped as Kisea leaned against a tree. She reached into the depths of her pocket and pulled out a box and a lighter. She pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a long drag, closing her eyes and exhaling with a sigh of pleasure. Zeph watched her with a look of interest and desire.

"Those things kill!" Takato mused, looking at Kisea.

"You can't kill what's already dead." She said with a look of pure loathing in her eyes. She looked at Zeph tossed him the box and lighter. "Light one up!" she said, shooting a look at Takato.

"Thanks!" Zeph said, hiding his glee. He lit it up and could taste a minty flavor and inhaled, feeling the nicotine circling his lungs and penetrating his mind. As he exhaled he had a brilliant feeling. He didn't know what it was but he liked it!

"So what's your story?" Kisea asked, looking at Zeph who was enjoying the high he was getting from his menthol cigarette.

"Huh, what story? Zeph opened his eyes.

"Well, your Halfling how'd it happen?" Kisea said with a glare of interest. Her now brunette hair was catching the breeze and giving her an exotic look.

"Well, my father is a Vamp and mother is a Veela. Not really much to it." He took a long drag whilst Kisea nodded. "And you?" he asked, trying to hide his enthusiasm.

"Um, I was born Halfling, mother was a Veela too, and Dad a Vamp. She stopped dad kept smoking.

"Well, how'd you get turned?" Zeph asked in deep interest.

"Well, my dad left when I was little. Saying his Clan needed him...I grew up moving here, moving there...trying to avoid being caught red fanged...I was twelve and at the park with my friend, Daniel. It was around sunset when a hooded man came up to us and told me that my mother had sent him. He picked me up and we left. He carried me for a couple of minutes, heading for the forest. We got there and he removed his hood...it was my father. He told me he had a gift for me, a gift of power, a gift of wisdom, and everlasting life. I was happy, ecstatic!" she took a long drag. "But he said what come with it is all about how I live the life. I knew not what he was talking of. Then he bit me. I remember the pain…the agony…the sensation of death overcoming my frail body. He then pricked his finger and dropped his blood into my mouth. The venom coursed through my veins…killing, killing, and killing. I watched my final sunset that day. When I awoke on the ground, cold and alone, I was upset, I hated the curse he had forced upon me. But I know now what he meant. What comes with it is guilt, or what's left of the emotional feeling I have." Kisea finished with, "My mother sobbed for days."

There was a long silence. Kisea pulled up her sleeve and crushed the cigarette out on her arm. "You really shouldn't do that!" Takato said "Don't it hurt!"

"One of the only things that allows me feel alive is pain and one other thing." Kisea said.

"So can you turn someone?" Zeph looked at her.

"Noble blood and collectors can." Kisea said.

"Can you?" Zeph asked once more.

"Well…" Kisea barely got it out.

"What was that?" Takato jumped.

"Shh!" Kisea and Zephyr spoke in unison, instinct lining their tones. Then, out of the bushes, a horse-like figure with a leathery appearance and fiery eyes emerged.

"Thestral." Kisea sighed. It came closer.

"Aren't they death omens?" Takato asked and stepped back.

"No, no…only those that have seen death can see them." Zephyr stated.

"So we see it because of our Vampirism, Tai." Kisea said, eyeing the creatures.

"I can't see it…" Takato said with a frown.

"I know why we see it…" Zephyr dropped to his knees in front of the Thestral. "We are death first hand."

"It's beautiful…" Zeph patted the soft foliage.

"Can I keep it?" Kisea sighed.

"No, you can't." Zephyr laughed. She reminded him of a five year old.

They stood in silence for a while, smoking another cigarette. Then, Kisea took off abruptly towards the lake. It was a calm night with a slight breeze. It made Kisea's hair ruffle in the moonlight. She started to undo her shirt. "What are you doing!" Takato said. Zephyr, who had learned to expect the unexpected, wasn't even phased.

"Baking a cake…" she laughed. "I'm going for a swim."

"I hope Cho doesn't see this!" Takato looked over his shoulder.

"She's a waste of flesh!" Kisea said, standing in her boy-shorts and a wife-beater.

"No she's not!" Takato said defensively.

"Don't start something you can't finish, pal…" Zephyr warned.

"There's just something that I don't like about her…" Kisea said, Zephyr nodding in agreement. She had a wicked smile on her face. "I bet she would taste good!" she added.

"You wouldn't!" Takato stepped forward.

"Or would I!" She laughed and jumped into the water. Her hair had a bluish-black look to it. "The water's fine boys, come on in!"

"There's stuff in that water!" Takato looked at it with an empty gaze.

"Oh really, well maybe I'll catch my death…" She and Zephyr found this hilarious. Then, she suddenly went under and gasped. She came up screaming, "HELP!" She began to thrash around violently. "HEL…" she went under again. Zephyr began shedding his clothing and Takato looked stunned as he began to follow suit. They jumped in and went under, looking desperately to find their drowning friend. After a minute of searching with no avail, Zephyr came up for breathe, only to see Kisea laughing so hard tears were forming in her eyes.

"Not cool!" Zephyr yelled slightly, smiling all the while.

"Yeah, I almost had a heart attack!" Takato whimpered.

"Ha, but the looks on your face were classic!" Kisea smiled. "But it got you in!" she dived under. After a while, she still hadn't surfaced. Suddenly, a gargantuan amount of bubbles came to the surface.

"Ha-ha, not a second time, Kisea!" But still, she didn't surface and the bubble continued to rise. He went under in one swift move and swam deep down to the depths of the lake. He found her with her foot tangled in seaweed, the tip of her wand emitting air bubbles. She was straining to break free. He grabbed her and pulled her feet from the tangle of seaweed. She lay limp in his arms, which were wrapped around her waist. He slowly but surely pulled her to the surface. He then put Kisea over his shoulder and carried her to shore. He laid her down and began to shake her. Zephyr reached into his pile of clothes and withdrew a dagger. He grabbed Takato's hand and pricked hi finger.

"Ow!" he shrieked.

"Oh, shut up!" Zephyr shot at him. He took Takato's bleeding finger and held it above her open mouth. Her eyes shot open and she immediately gagged on water, gasping for breathe. Before she could say anything, someone had thrown Zephyr and Takato aside, picked Kisea up, and thrown a robe on her. Draco Malfoy stared at them. "What the bloody hell is going on here!" he glared

"It had just dawned on Zephyr on how horrid the scene had appeared; Clothes strewn everywhere, screams, everyone half-naked and soaking wet, and the two boys gathered over a half-dressed girl. But it was Kisea who spoke first.

"It was nothing Draco, baby, really."

"BABY!" Zephyr and Takato said in unison.

"You're half naked…" Draco shouted. "With these thick morons!"

"Big talk, can you back the fuck up, Malfoy?" Zephyr shouted. Kisea was pushed back and grabbed by Takato as Zephyr's fist made contact with Draco's face. The boy's locked onto each other, rolling around on the damp soil. Kisea flipped around, kneed Takato, making sure to hex him first so that he didn't see it coming. Kisea ran up to the boys, forced them apart and screamed, "STOP!" For a small girl, she was pretty strong. She picked up her clothes then looked at Zephyr who was edging closer to Malfoy. "Please stop." She pushed Draco up to the castle and was gone. Zephyr got dressed and carried Takato to the Ravenclaw dorms, laying him on his bed and performing the counter curse on him before leaving for his own dorm.

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It was a cool Saturday morning as Zephy walked into the Great Hall to see Kisea at Gryffindor table, chatting. The room was buzzing. He walked over to the Slytherin table to see that the only empty seat was beside Malfoy.

He sat down and poured himself some orange juice. "Hey," Malfoy said, "Kisea explained it all, you saving her and all, I just wanted to apologize and say thank you." Malfoy sighed.

"That's fine" Zephyr automatically replied.

"You going to that party tonight?" Millicent Bullstrode asked from across the table, eyeing Malfoy with glee.

"You know it!" he said.

"Party?" Zephyr asked, slightly shocked.

"Yea, one in the Room of Requirement." Malfoy said.

'Kisea,' Zephyr thought clearly, 'can we talk?' Kisea looked up from her conversation with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. She nodded and walked over and sat on Malfoy's lap, who acted as if it were nothing.

"You called?" Kisea said nonchalantly, taking a drink of Malfoy's strong, black coffee.

"Yea, you going to that party?" he asked, slightly shocked that she was being so intimate with Malfoy.

"Yea…I have to!" she replied, playing with Malfoy's platinum locks.

"Why?" Zephyr pondered.

"I'm the one throwing it!" she finally looked at Zeph. She looked ecstatic.

"You're throwing it? Millicent turned around, her eyes widening when she saw Malfoy whispering to her and smiling. She took the whole scene of her on his lap in and her gaze grew hard.

"Was I talking to you? I wouldn't even acknowledge your existence!" Kisea spat. Millicent turned around with a huff.

"That's what I thought!" Kisea laughed.

"Just who do you think you are!" Millicent shot back.

"Your mom!" Kisea smiled. Millicent reached for her wand but Zephyr and Kisea were quicker. Zephyr had his pointed at her throat and Kisea's just under her chin.

"There aren't going be any problems now, are there?" Kisea said in a calm, cool, and collected tone, along with a raised brown.

"Cause I'd hate to mess this robe up." Zephyr said, brushing off his shoulder. Millicent whimpered. "What was that?" Kisea said expectantly.

"Sorry…" Millicent repeated.

"Good, now go on with your pathetic life!" Kisea and Zephyr smiled.

"You handled that well, sweet pea!" Malfoy said.

"Thanks, babe!" Kisea said as she gave him a sweet kiss.

Zephyr had never seen Malfoy like this, using pet names, being nice and such. It was scary.

Later that night, Zephyr had taken Kisea's advice. He put his hair in a fowhawk and had on a Panic!At The Disco shirt and tight, ripped jeans. As he walked towards the door of the Room of Requirement he expected to hear noise, but nothing. He opened the door and all he heard was his own breathing. At the far end of the room he saw a couple of chairs and two boys seated in each…Crabbe and Goyle.

"Hello boys!" Zephyr said. They nodded as he walked through the door between them. The music was loud and strobe lights were everywhere. Suddenly, someone jumped onto his back and covered his eyes.

"Guess!" Came a familiar voice.

"Umm…Alex…no, Hermione…" Zephyr guessed.

"No, silly, Kisea!" he turned to see her in a tight, pinstriped boys jacket with a My Chemical Romance shirt underneath, all donned with a short, dark blue, jean skirt and almost knee-high boots.

"Where did this music come from?" he shot a look at the dance floor. "And the dancing?"

"The States…all spells are my creation, except the one hiding the noise." Kisea half-screamed. "Hermione's over there!" Kisea pointed.

"Thanks!" Zeph said. Rather than going and getting her, he hit the dance floor with Izzy, who had practically dragged him. He loved the dancing form the states, and by the look of it, so did Isabella! An hour or two later they were all sitting in the corner, talking over the music. Takato had stood and walked over to the window in search of fresh air, for the room was quite smoky. He breathed deep as Cho talked to some nearby friends.

"But, the Weird Sisters are nothing compared to Panic!At the…" Izzy said, before Kisea interrupted her.

"Did you hear that?" Kisea stood up and Zeph listened intently.

'I mean his friends are ridiculous.' It was a thought that they had run across. Izzy immediately stopped talking. 'I mean Vampires, huh, and that other girl?' It was coming form the other side of the room. Kisea took off, Draco at her heels, followed closely by the others. 'And Kresa, is that her name?'

"It's Kisea, bitch!" Kisea screamed. "Crucio!" Cho Chang screamed in agony as she assumed the fetal position at Kisea's feet. Zephyr looked down in shock as Takato came closer.

"No! You can't do that!" Zephyr shouted. "Obliviate!" he screamed, erasing Cho's memory.

"So, she won't remember that?" Kisea asked in her ditzy tone.

"No!" Zephyr said annoyingly.

"I WANT HER TO REMEMBER!" Kisea screamed. "Crucio!"

"Stop it, Kisea, you're gonna give her brain cancer!" He said. "Obliviate!"

Kisea just smiled and held up her wand. "Please tell me you have created a spell for that!" Zephyr said in a worried tone.

Kisea winked and grabbed Malfoy and walked off. "What'd she do that for?" Takato screamed violently.

"Cho was thinking bad thoughts about me and her!" Zephyr said, and then walked off, finding Kisea and Malfoy having a smoke together.

"That trifling skank!" Kisea said, with a now American accent.

"Calm down!" Malfoy kissed her forehead. The party continued late into the night, with a baffled Cho wandering the room. Izzy had to take a distressed Takato back to his dorm while Kisea snogged the night away. Hermione was currently across the room chatting with Harry and Ron while Zephyr sat in the corner and smoked one of Kisea's menthol cigarettes that he had swiped from her bag. He didn't know why, but he just didn't have the same feeling for Hermione as he used to. He just didn't love her like before. He was just so confused. He didn't know whether to ride it out and hope for the best or let the relationship go. In the end he decided to forget such riff-raff and enjoy the rest of the party…and his nicotine high.

Hermione left at around 2:30 a.m. and Zephyr was sitting on the windowsill, his legs dangling over the Black Lake. It was amazing how the Room of Requirement could produce such complex things as a window in the middle of the castle. The crisp mountain air blew into his eyes, stinging them slightly. He looked back into the room and saw Kisea walking across the room towards the door. She reached out for the handle and tripped over a stone protruding from the floor, accidentally falling forward into the hard oak door face. She moaned out in pain as her face made contact with the wood. Her arms began to flail before she ended up being a motionless lump on the stone floor in front of the exit. Zephyr gave a look that said "I swear she retarded!" before turning his gaze back out of the window. A smile crept on his lips before he whispered, "I swear she has Type 1 Retardation, and she's infected me…" he shook his head and leapt down from the window to help his poor, ditzy friend before she entered a comatose state, which she likely would, knowing her…

(A/N): Well, there you have it, an original chapter by xChastax...lol. And she would like me to mention that those are her copyrighted 'x's', so...whatever! Ciao and dont forget to review! Chapter 8 will be posted most likely tomorrow, so be on the lookout! kthxbye

-Devan-

Ashley

xChastax

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