Lovers In a Dangerous Time
Chapter Twelve
Afraid of Change
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"I can't believe it, those no good, rotten..."
"Ginny, take a breath. It's not that bad, I think it's kind of funny."
"How can you say that Harry? My own brothers!"
As told, Harry and Ginny took a stroll down Diagon Alley after they met with Erin. At first nothing seemed amiss, it looked like the street they knew, only less people that late at night. However as they got closer to Weasley's Wizard Wheezes a large photo of Harry was gleaming out of the closed shop. It wasn't until they got up to the store did they understand why. Fred and George had created a new line of vampire related jokes, candies, and treats and Harry was the spokesman. The poster was showing Harry in a Dracula style cape holding a bottle of Vampire Juice, a potion that will give any human the appearance of having vampire teeth and pale skin for an hour.
Harry knew that people would come to the conclusion that Harry was in fact a vampire, and he found himself not caring very much. If he had to be found out, at least he could help support Fred and George in the process. He was a tad annoyed that he wasn't asked first, but it really wasn't that big of a deal. Ginny however was furious that they did such a thing. She was afraid that if everyone knew about Harry that it would cause more unwanted attention. Harry however felt that this humorous view of vampires could actually make people less afraid of them.
Ginny went over to the window and closed the curtains tightly as the sun was starting to rise, "If I get a chance I going to go give them a piece of my mind tomorrow."
"You can't Ginny, you heard what Erin said." Harry sat down on the bed and started taking off his shoes. "We can't leave, we need to be ready at a moments notice."
Ginny grunted, "I hope this is over with soon, this place is depressing." Ginny sat down on the bed by Harry. "And I'm sick of sleeping all day, I miss sunshine."
"Ginny we live in England, it doesn't shine that often." Harry said with a smile.
"Don't make jokes." Ginny slammed her fists on the bed as tears weld in her eyes, "I don't want to be a vampire anymore!"
Harry put a hand on her cheek, "It's just hitting you isn't it? Your just realizing that it's going to be like this forever."
Ginny put her head on his shoulder and cried, "Yes, I'm never going to see daylight, food means nothing and I'm stuck at the mercy of other's blood for all time. This is a horrible way to live Harry, how can you be okay with this lifestyle?"
"Okay with it? No I'm not okay with this! Look at what I had to go through with you. You think I wanted you to suffer like this, seeing you crying is breaking my heart. For the rest of my life all I'm going to think about is what I did to you." Harry got down on his knees and put his head on her legs. "I'm so sorry Ginny, If I could change all of this I would. I'm sorry that your just starting to understand what our lives are going to be like. I'm sorry your in this mess with Malincov. I'm sorry your never going to be in sunlight again. I'm just...I'm just sorry."
"I'm not mad at you Harry, you didn't ask for this any more than I did. I'm grateful that you saved my life, I really am. I'm sorry I got so upset, I'm just mad at my brothers. They can be so thoughtless sometimes." Ginny said as she pulled Harry up off the floor. "We really are in this together aren't we?"
Harry smiled, "Oh yeah."
"Can I ask you something?" Ginny said. "Our connection, where we can talk to each other with our minds, is that normal? I mean, I read some of that blue book and I don't remember reading about it."
Harry fell backwards onto the bed and rubbed his temples, "I don't know. I asked Lupin about it and he said he only knew of a few powerful wizards that could do it. My only guess is that we always had the ability but we didn't figure it out until after I was turned."
"But then couldn't you do it with other people? Assuming it's coming from you, shouldn't you be able to communicate with other people?" Ginny asked.
Harry thought for a moment, "Yeah, I guess I should. I never really thought about it."
Ginny rolled over and put her head on his chest, "I think there's something more to us, Harry. I have this odd feeling that this all was supposed to happen to us for a reason. We are destined for something big."
Harry smiled and rubbed her back, "That's a profound statement."
"I mean it. What if we're supposed to help the VLG with the ministry? Or something even bigger then this?"
"I guess we won't know until the time comes, Ginny. As for our connection thing, I don't know how that happened. It just did." Harry said.
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"I'm tired Harry, I don't know if I can take much more." Ginny told Harry through their connection.
"I'm coming Ginny, you have to hold on. I can feel you, you have to stay with me. I can't live without you." Harry pleaded, tears splashing down his face as he ran as fast as he could.
A fuzzy image continued to drift through Harry's consciousness. Ginny was leaning against a tree looking out over a large field full of waving crops. It was mid day but the sky was so cloudy it cast a dark haze over the land. A head of Ginny, Harry could see a large group of dark hooded figures running over the field, wands raised and ready to strike. Just ahead of the group ran a lone figure, fleeing for his life.
Harry could feel searing pain running through Ginny, it was seeping in his own blood and making his mind cloudy. He could tell he was getting close to her, the presence of another vampire as well as their lifemate connection was getting stronger and stronger. He knew he had to save her, she couldn't hold on much longer. Her body had sustained to much injury, even for a vampire who could heal at will. If she was exposed to the sun, no matter how cloudy, much longer she would surely parish.
"Hold on Ginny! Don't leave me!" Harry screamed, filling the silent air with vibrating noise.
"Harry, please hurry. I'm dieing." Ginny said and the image that had been floating in Harry's head shook as she fell to the ground in pain.
"Can you tell me exactly where you are so I can apparate?" Harry pleaded. "I'm running as fast as I can but I don't know where you are!"
Weakly Ginny said, "I don't know, I'm by a tree on Rosebush Hill. Think about the images I am showing you, I think I'm on the other side of the lake."
As Harry continued to run he replied, "But that hill goes on for miles!" Harry waited for a reply and when none came he froze. Putting his hand on his side to catch his breath. I only have one shot at this. He thought then forced himself to focus on that tree and hill, with one deep breath he spun around and vanished.
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"Mr. Potter?" Called a voice through the door as a soft tapping followed it. "Mr. Potter, it's room service. Your breakfast will get cold."
"Harry wake up!" Ginny said as she shot up in bed at the sound of more knocking on the door.
Harry rolled over in bed and looked around, "I'm so sick of having those dreams." He said angrily as he realized how vivid his premonitions were compared to normal dreams.
"Harry, we have room service for some reason." Ginny said.
Harry got out of bed, straightened his shirt and shorts then opened the door to the dingy hotel room. A short witch dressed in old tattered robes and carrying a large tray stood in the doorway. She smiled at him them pushed her way into the room. Harry stepped aside and watched her as she sat the tray down on top of the dresser and turned her back as she poured two glasses of some liquid.
Once done she turned around and said, "There you go Mr. Potter, you have a lovely night."
As she headed for the door again Harry said, "Who ordered this? We didn't call ask for room service."
"Oh, Mr. Lovegood serves all his guests on this floor to breakfast. Well, it's really dinner time but being as it's morning for all of you..." She smiled. "Well, I have others to serve yet. If you need anything I'll be downstairs most of the night." With a small curtsy she left the room, shutting the door behind her.
Ginny got out of bed, rubbing her eyes and went to examine the tray. A large bowl of fruit rested in the middle surrounded by two goblets. She picked up a cup, examined it and smiled. "It's blood! Who do they have donating blood to the VLG members?"
"I don't know, but you better examen that for anything unnatural first."
Harry watched as Ginny waved her wand over the cup several times checking for anything not normal. Once satisfied that it was clean she pushed the cup to her lips, rearing her fangs and drank. She sipped it as you would a mug of coffee, Harry found her restraint at not devouring it sexy. She looked elegant and dignified. Harry couldn't help but think that becoming a vampire suited her well. He had to shake himself back to his senses.
"Are you going to have some, it's fine." Ginny asked as she forked a piece of fruit and eyed Harry. "Oh and thank you."
"For what?" Harry asked confused.
"For thinking I'm sexy. Don't forget I can read everything your thinking now."
Harry walked over and picked up the second glass and sniffed it, not bothering to comment back to Ginny. Once satisfied he screwed up his face and started to drink, without the grace that Ginny did but slower than he normally would. For the first time really tasting his drink rather than drinking as fast as he could. He found that it tasted much better when drank slower. Just as he finished the glass another knock came from the door.
Harry sat his glass down and answered the door. Erin was standing the doorway looking rather happy about something. "Oh, hello Erin come on in. Thanks for the room service."
"Good evening you two." Erin said as he stepped into the room. "Don't thank me for the breakfast, Tracy is the one who funds our organization."
"Really, I didn't know." Ginny said.
"Oh yes, her family is loaded." Erin said with a smile. "Well I don't have time to talk, I just wanted to let you know that the VLG is having a meeting at headquarters tonight and I'd like you to be there. You still have the address I presume, it's just down the street."
Harry nodded and asked "What time?"
Erin looked down at his watch, "One o'clock, about three hours from now. Until then you can visit Diagon Alley if you wish but I'd like for you to stay close in case we have to leave quickly."
"Will that happen? If you get tipped off that is, will it happen that fast?" Ginny asked.
"It has before, several times actually. We have been hunting Malincov for years now, it was very difficult during the war because he was protected by Voldemort but now we have a chance to catch him off guard. But he's not the only one that we're after. The VLG has been fighting dark Vampires for over three hundred years. Tracy was there when the VLG was founded, around the same time the Ministry wrote the vampire laws."
"Tracy is over three hundred years old!" Ginny said, surprised.
Erin laughed, "Tracy is the oldest living member of the VLG, she's somewhere around five hundred I believe. She's not even sure of her own age anymore. After a time you loose track I suppose."
Harry smiled as he could feel Ginny's astonishment in her mind, "I can't image living that long."
Erin clapped a hand on Harry's back, "Let's hope we both live to have the chance to image it. Well, I'll see you both in a few hours."
Harry opened the door for Erin and shook his hand as he left. Once gone he turned his focus back to Ginny, "How amazing would it be to live that long. Think of all the things we will see!"
"Think of all the things we could do!" Ginny replied. "And think, I'll look this young and beautiful for all time, I'll never have wrinkles!"
Harry laughed, "Sorta makes you feel sorry for those poor mortals doesn't it?"