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Parting the bushes, Ivy looked down upon him.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here?"

Harry looked up into her eyes.

"It seems like we have a little snitch." Damien sneered.

"Who sent you?" Ivy said.

"No one!" Harry replied. He was getting quite scared. They had mentioned something about a clan war and that was the last thing that he needed to be caught in.

"Don't lie to us boy!" Damien yelled.

"Calm down Damien, maybe he's telling the truth." Paris finally spoke up.

"If he was telling the truth, Ivy would've been able to sense him. Right Ivy?"

"Um." Ivy looked down. There was a slight blush forming on her cheeks.

"What? I thought you said that you could sense mortals around."

"Well, I can. Kind of. Not really though." She mumbled as Damien turned around to face her.

"What!" He yelled, his face turning a funny shade of red.

"Don't blame her Damien. It's not her fault. At least she knows what her power will be once she gets it down." Paris said, stepping next to his friend.

Damien just scowled.

"So what are you doing out here so late at night?" Paris asked kindly.

"I could ask you guys the same thing couldn't I?" Harry asked.

"Ok you don't ask any questions, and we wont ask any either." Damien said. "Now don't you think you should go home? I bet your parents will be worried."

"My parents are dead." Harry said quietly. The fact that he was an orphan didn't really bother him, but he didn't like Damien's tone, so making him feel bad would be something of a game for Harry.

"Oh my goodness, we're so sorry." Ivy said.

"Yeah, sorry about that." Paris said as he elbowed Damien in the ribs, not unlike Hermione poking Ron after he said something stupid.

"Whatever. Just go home kid." Damien said sinisterly.

"I'd rather not. And don't call me kid, you don't look any older than me." Harry said stubbornly.

"Forget him." Ivy said, shaking her head. "What's your name?"

"Harry, Harry Potter." He waited for the double take at his scar, but it never came. 'Maybe they don't know who I am. Or, maybe they don't care.'

"I'm Ivy and this is Paris," Paris nodded his head at the sound of his name. "And that jerk over there is Damien." A growl sounded from behind the bushes.

"Damien what on earth are you doing now?" Paris asked exasperatedly.

"I'm looking for more spies. I still don't trust the pip squeak."

"I think your become paranoid." Ivy muttered.

"I heard that!"

"So Harry, how come you don't want to go home?" Paris asked, facing Harry now.

"My aunt and uncle don't really like me that much." Harry said quietly.

"Well you can come with us than!" Ivy said happily.

"What!" Damien shouted. He ran out of the bushes and right up to Ivy, Paris, and Harry. "There is no way we're taking him back to the mansion! The Elders will not permit it at all!"

"You know what Damien; I have had it with your 'mightier than thou' attitude!" Ivy shouted right back. "The Elders will be happy to admit Harry into our clan. I mean, come on! He's and orphan, and hated at home. Correct me if I'm wrong but I think that's exactly what you were when the Elders took you in!"

"IVY! That's none of his business." Damien hissed.

"Calm down, Damien. Ivy has got a point." Paris said, now getting annoyed with Damien's antics.

"Fine, but when the Elders throw him out, like your last pet, Ivy, don't you dare come crying to me!" Damien turned on his heel and stalk off.

"I would go to you for anything, Damien!" Ivy shouted after him.

"What are you guys talking about? What did Damien mean by 'pet'? Who are these Elders you guys keep talking about? What exactly makes up your clan, anyway?" Harry asked quickly.

"Whoa, calm down Harry. We'll get to all of that in a moment. But first I think there is something you should know about us." Paris said calmly. Ivy had started fidgeting next to him.

"What do you mean?" Harry looked over at them; they both looked a little uncomfortable.

"We're vampires, Harry." Ivy Said.