A/N: Thanks so much for those of you who took the time to review. You keep reviewing, I keep writing as long as I am inspired! Anyways… Here's a new chapter. Hope every one likes it.
Chapter Twenty-Five
They stood in rows, clad in black just as the Death Eaters wore. Their leader stood before them talking to a group of them in particular. There were six younger vampires standing in front of him listening intently as he gave them instructions.
"The young ones have to leave the shelter of that school soon," the male vampire told them. "They're young. It's a wonder that they've lasted this long with out blood. I've heard some interesting things about this particular group. They're day walkers."
The younger vampires had to shield their surprise. They'd heard of this specific breed of vampire but none of them believed in such a creature that wasn't damned to the night. Nobody knew Daduayus the Great's secret. How did he make a vampire that could walk in the light?
The room they stood in was large and dimly lit by torches.
"You are to watch for this young group. Last I heard, there are six in the group. Three females and three males. I've also heard they're quite elite for their age. Don't underestimate their powers as vampires or wizards."
"They're wizards as well?" asked one male vampire, concealing his concern. He didn't need to get fried by spells.
"Yes. As Lord Voldemort has told me, although I don't know where he gets his information," the elder male said.
All six vampires seemed to be holding their breath now.
"Go on then," their leader told them. "Hunt them down and execute them on the spot. If you can find a way past the magical barricades to get inside of the building and attack directly, I would be very pleased."
The six bowed, placing a fist against their hearts, and then turned and marched down the corridor.
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Draco waited for the rest of his mini clan to arrive. He'd gotten out earlier than most, because he was able to get his homework done. They had agreed to meet down by the pond at twelve o'clock sharp. He kept an eye on Gryffindor tower and glanced at his watch. One minute after twelve. Any minute now…
He saw Hermione and a couple others emerge on the balcony. The boys must have been Harry and Ron. The three hopped up on the railing, each then quickly dropping down, landing gracefully at the bottom.
Granger's roommates must have been in bed or else they would've come another way. They began walking stealthily across the grounds, keeping to the shadow to avoid being seen by any teachers who may still be awake. They were met by four more people that were waiting in the shadows and they began making their way to the pond towards Draco. He smirked and moved deeper into the darkness.
"Where's Draco?" Crabbe asked. "I thought he left from the library."
"He's there," Jesamya said with a small smile. She could see two tiny specks of light, which had to be Draco's eyes peaking out at them from the cover of the trees next to the black water in the pond. Draco moved out of her view again, and a second pair of eyes appeared somewhere behind him.
Draco felt someone watching him. He turned slowly and found a set of glowing eyes peering at him in the darkness. He gave his eyes a second to adjust and he saw the outline of a man. This being's vibes were strong… Draco froze… But how did they get past the barricades?
He glanced back at his approaching companions and pulled his wand lightning quick.
"Stupefy!" he whispered. A light shot from his wand illuminating the trees that lined the lake and alarmed them. He'd hit the unsuspecting vampire square in the chest with the spell, and the vampire fell to the ground perfectly still.
Draco heard running footsteps and he turned to find all of his companions at his side, with their wands drawn.
"What's going on?" Hermione asked. "Who did you stupefy?"
Draco turned in bewilderment. How did she know the exact spell he used? She would never fail to disturb him further with her brains.
"Lumos," Draco muttered. A small light appeared at the end of his wand, and slowly brightened, illuminating the body on the floor. They circled around him and looked down. Draco recognized the Death Eater like attire. He knelt next to the body and lifted up his sleeve. There as he suspected was the dark mark, and under it the words: Clan V
Draco inhaled sharply, much like a hiss and stood.
"He's theirs," Draco said turning to Hermione and the others. "He's the Dark Lord's!"
"If he's here that means there's others," Harry whispered. The group unconsciously drew closer together looking around them.
"I don't sense any others," Draco whispered.
"Neither do I," Jesamya said.
"Does that mean he's a spy then?" Harry asked.
"Perhaps," Jesamya said. "But I doubt he's the only one in the area. He may be the only one on school grounds. There's probably other's outside of the gate.
"Does that mean we shouldn't go?" Pansy asked. "We don't know how many could be out there."
"I think we should. Give all those bastards the what for!" Ron said, the anger in his voice quite apparent. "What do they think they're doing here?"
"Shhh!" Jesamya said abruptly. They all fell silent listening. A slow almost mournful cry was coming from somewhere farther off. It became louder and grew into more of a shriek. A battle cry.
"What the bloody hell is that?" Crabbe asked, covering his ears as the noise grew more insistent.
"They want war," Jesamya whispered. "This one," she said pointing down to the vampire lying on the floor. "Must have used his mind to tell them he'd been attacked."
"They're going to wake the whole school," Pansy said uncertainly.
"No," Jesamya said. "That cry can only be heard by vampire ears. It's not meant to challenge anyone else."
"What are we going to do?" Hermione asked as the cry was joined by other supernatural voices. It made it impossible to hear how many were out there but it sounded like a lot.
"Take them on," Ron said, holding out his wand. "What have we got that they don't have?"
"Magic," Draco muttered thoughtfully. "Or we can just threaten to kill their guinea pig here," Draco leaned down next to the still vampire. "In the most excruciating ways."
"Stop drooling Malfoy," Hermione snapped. "We're not going to torture him."
"Okay so what do you suggest?" Draco asked looking a little put off.
The battle cry had reached a ridiculous volume and it began to hurt their ears.
"They're using a technique," Jesamya said. "Do you hear the way they made their voices join together like that? Like a pack of wolves… It's almost like they're trying to make it sound like there's more of them. Which means they can't have more than the amount we have."
"So what? You say we have a good chance taking them on?" Ron asked.
"Probably, because you fledglings need more blood. You can't wait much longer, and you can't murder any students. And you can't make new vampires either, so we have to get into muggle London," Jesamya replied.
"So do we just charge them?" Ron asked. "Cause I'm ready if that's what you want to do!"
"Calm down Super Weasel," Draco said. "We have to be more strategic than running out there like a bunch of maniacs."
"Exactly," Jesamya said thoughtfully, pacing around the stupefied vampire on the floor. "To except a challenge and be civil, we have to return a battle cry. To do a surprise attack we don't respond. But they know we're here so I don't know how well that will work. If we can sense them, and they've made themselves known, they can sense us."
"I say we let them know we're coming," Draco said. "Give them time to prepare."
"Don't be cocky," Hermione hissed. "For all you know they hold enough power to slaughter us just by making eye contact."
Draco looked at her for a moment or two, his eyebrows raised.
"Sheesh Granger, don't be so pessimistic," Draco said.
Jesamya brought her hands to her mouth and cupped them together to serve as an amplifier. Then a low mournful cry escaped her, seeming to come from deep in her throat. It became more savage and loud as the battle cry went on.
Draco listened carefully, then cupped his hands in front of his mouth and let out the same cry, followed by the rest of the mini vampire clan.
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"They've responded!" said one of the males looking slightly worried. "What will we do? They've already got Caesar in their grasp!"
"Don't fear them," hissed April grabbing her younger brother by the arm, and giving it a fierce squeeze.
"It's not them I fear," her younger brother whispered, his eyes wide like the full moon. "It's their magic!"
"It would only take a small flick of the wrist to snap their wands in half," said another male next to them. "Why fear magic when it's so fragile?"
April smirked at him.
A/N: There you have it. Don't forget to review people! It's important to me that I know what you think:D