Kagome felt tired, but felt like she could take on a huge demon with ten shards and still win. She tried to move but felt very stiff, espically around her neck. She had a pounding headache. She tried to sit up, and stopped because her head smacked into something hard. She opened her eyes to see the inside of a really large coffin, the inside

was,from what she could tell a nice plush white, made of pure satin, it was large enough that it seemed like a bed only with a lid. She layed her head back but her hand immedately flew to her coffin pillow, because on it was a note, and it read.

Dear Kagome-

Sorry for the abroupt surprise of waking up in a coffin, but by the time you read this it should be noon, so you'll just have to sleep a few more hours, and to let you know, you are on a train heading to Hogworts, Ayame should be sleeping on a seat near you, and so are the other vampires who where there last night, which in all should be about fifty.

The vampires who turned you are with you too!

(P.S. the vampire who turned you by bitting you on the is named Isabel, the vampire that was on your right was named Alexader, and the one on the left is named Theo.)

Kagome immerdately recognized the neat cursive of her mother. So she was going to the magic school...from what she had pried from her grandfather after she had recieved the invitation was that she needed to be careful, wizards were not the most nice things to vampires, even if one was a daughter to an ex-wizard.

So she decided to make a grand entrance, if they were gonna hate her, why not show them that to hate her for her power...

She quickly took out a pen she had been carrying with her. (A/N-'whistles innoccently.' What? I had to do something to make it a little more grand, indulge me!)

Kagome wrote quickly, and laid the envelope on the outer half of her coffin, using her vamperic sleep to move fast enought to not get burned by the sunlight. She retracted her hand with grace and then moved to the middle of her coffin, and putting her hands on her heart, she closed her eyes and flared her aruro and made her hair fan out, she fell asleep in the normal funeral postion, her hands over her non-beating heart.

(When the sunset, P.S, Spoiler warining, if you haven't read the sixth book then I sugest you either skip or suck it up, because I plan to reveal a few things that happened in it.)

The great hall was fill with chatter, Harry smiled lightly. It was good to see all his old class mates here, they all looked a little worse for wear, it have being twenty some odd years since they all stepped foot in the great hall, except for Harry, who had left in the sixth year, along with Ron and Hermoine, who were now married, and had seven children. Harry smiled at them from across the room, he had been invited back, even though he had left, but then again Ron, Hermoine, and himself had done more things at the six years they were at Hogwarts than an adult wizard could even dream. Soon the party was just getting started when Proffesor Magnogle stepped and her voice boomed over them with the help of a sound magnifying spell. "Welcome back past students, past friends, now I would like to get started by telling you something, one of your class mates has died, and his daughter is here to represent him, now listen, she is a vampire, but a good one, and I know I have no longer the right to boss you around, but defy me and I can assure you that I can still make your life a miserable one." She said with her usual tight smile that seemed to leak threats.They all stood perfectly still, a vampire?

A VAMPIRE? Only reasently had vampires been excepted as creatures of an good enough mentality to let them be classified as okay with the ministry, and there was still much tension in between the two races.

Suddenely the doors opened and several coffins were there, the whole vampire coven must have beent there...They were placed in at the steps that led to the teachers table. They were layed out for them to examine.Suddenely the coffin doors flew open in unison, and out stepped many vampires. The one that caught Harry's eye the most was the one with a red linned black dress with a black choker. She was beautiful with pretty brown eyes and long sliky black hair that seemed a little wavy, she seemed small and very fragile, but she also seemed strong enough to be a handful. She went up to the middle of the stage, and smiled, showing her fangs and scaring the people in the great hall, which Harry suspected, was exactly what she wanted to do.

"Good evening, My name is Kagome Lynn Higurashi. I am here on the behalf of my father, a past student here at Hogwarts. He could not be here because he was slayed, murdered." Everyone could tell that Kagome looked like she was going to cry, a lone blood red tear fell from her eye. So it was true, vampires cryed blood. "I-I'm sorry, my father would not want me to be sad. I just wanted to let you all know, that though we are different, I hope that for atleast this night a truce can be called, and if not for the sake of trying to be in unity, than for the sake of my father, your classmate, please." It was not a plee, but a somber command.

And with that, Kagome stepped out daintly from behind the speaking area. She jumped and landed gracefully near her fellow vampires, and Proffessor McGonagal said in her magically louder voice. "Now everone, remeber your best times hear, and have fun!" And with that she left to some un-known part of the castle. The wizards and witches were a little affraid of talking to the vampires when a few stepped forward to talk to them, and soon they were all talking to one another. Harry, Ron, and Hermione were chatting it up, when Harry felt a tap on his knee, her turned around and glanced down to see one of the younger vampires, a little girl who could pass for about four. She smiled showing her fangs, her gold eyes temporaily hidden by her eye-lids closing in a smile. "Are you Harrwie Potter?" She said, her voice had a slight lisp from a missing front touth, forever giving her a innocent look. "Erm, if you mean 'Harry Potter' then yes, I am." They little girl squealed and before you could say whiplash, she was clinging to his leg.

"Um..." Was all her could manage, while Ron and Hermione were resting the urge to laugh till they cried. "Now Himiko, I don't think Mr.Potter likes that." Harry looked up to see a tall man with long brown hair, reaching past his shoulders, his eyes looked cold, and they were a deep rich teal. "Now William, I'm sure Himiko was just about to let go, right Himiko?" Kagome spoke, up close her voice was a cool and smooth as stream moving over smooth rocks. Harry had to almost resist drooling over her, she looked to be fifteen, but then again vampires didn't age. "I assure you, I am fifteen Mr.Potter." Harry was startled, could she read his mind. "No, I can not read your mind Mr.Potter, I can tell by your body language what you are thinking." Kagome wasn't a powerful vampire for nothing. Suddenely music started to play, and everyone started to slow dance after fininding partners. "Care to dance, Mr.Potter?" Asked Kagome, extending a pale, delicate hand to him. "Yes, and please, call me Harry Mrs.Higurashi." They started to dance, the waltz, with his hand on her hip, and her hand on his shoulder. "As you wish Harry, and I can assure you that it's Ms.Higurashi, I'm not dating anyone." "Well would you like to remedy that?"

Before Kagome could answer Harry spun her, and then drew her close, putting her head on his chest. "Are you sayong Harry, that you would want to take me out on a date?" "Only if you wish." "Dosn't the age differeance make you uncomfortable?" "No, and besides, I thought vampires dated who ever they wanted?" Kagome smiled, showing him her very glossy, very white, but most importantly very sharp fangs. "Well there you might have a point. So, yes I will go out with you." Harry blushed but then quickly pushed it back, he was thirty years old and he would not be so easily out-witted by anyone younger, vampire or not. "Good, because I wouldn't have taken no for an answer." He then decided to throw caution to the wind and kissed her.

"Why Harry, I do believe you just broke the first rule of dating." "And what rule might that be?" "That I am the one who takes charge." And with that, she kissed him back, her fangs lightly grazing his lips causing him to slightly moan. "Now, I think you've had a fit punishment." Harry was half tempted to break another rule, if that was his punishment... "Well Harry, as much as I would love to stay, I'm afraid that the dawn is coming, and I need to leave before..." She was silenced by another kiss from Harry.
"Go then, meet me tomorrow night, midnight, here." "All right, Harry..." She purred out his name, making him want nothing more than to jump her right then and there.