Hermione walked through the front door. It was too dark to see anything but she could feel something was dreadfully wrong in the unusually quite house. It wasn't normal for it too be quite at all. There was always someone screaming or someone listening to music, or the TV was on. Even when everybody was asleep. She shut the door behind her trying desperately to find a light switch. It was also frigid with icy coolness. She shivered and finally found what she was looking for. She flipped it on and turned around. Her heart stopped at the sight of her living room. Everything was thrown over and there was a blood stain on the carpet. She slowly gained her composure and crept to the kitchen where she was instantly met with the sight of two mangled bodies. They were the bodies of her now late parents.

Had they been a normal family, she would have been traumatized. But because her family hated one another she was merely scared at the thought of the person who did this might still be in the house. She quickly turned around and ran. She turned a corner and hit something hard. Hermione came crashing to the floor, hitting her bum on the cold floor. She quickly got up and came face to face with a woman who looked no older than her mother.

"Who are you?" Hermione asked glaring at her. The woman smirked. It was not an evil smirk, but one of a little amusement and kind of motherly.

"My dear child. I am your mother." She said. Brushing Hermione's Red locks from her eyes. Hermione shrank away from her touch.

"You are not my mother. You killed my mother. I can smell the blood on you." Hermione said tersely.

"No. She was not your mother. You were stolen at birth and taken to an adoption agency. Your 'parents' got you from them. But then you know the rest of the story. How you were treated much differently than your siblings. And they always got the best of everything. Or did you not happen to notice. The only reason you got accepted into Hogwarts was because you were my child. You are a pureblood wizard. And your mother is a Vampyre," she said smiling warmly down at Hermione.

"What?" Hermione asked a little confused.

"I am the infamous Vampyre, NaKita Lorne. I believe you have read about me. She said smiling still, flashing her white fangs. For some reason Hermione seemed to accept her story.

"Alright then. I believe you. But what are you going to do to me? Kill me? You can't do anything else. You'll only live to watch me die." Hermione said nonchalantly .

"No, not kill you. Make you Immortal." NaKita said. Hermione visibly stiffened. But before she could get a single word out NaKita was on her and her fangs were embedded into Hermione neck. She struggled for a moment, but the I insistence of her mother's mind was too hard to fight. Then all of the sudden Hermione was overcome with love for the creature who was doing this o her. Hermione didn't know why.
NaKita felt Hermione becoming limp in her arms. She dragged her teeath out of her neck and laid her down gently. NaKita put her wrist to her mouth and bit down gently, spilling black blood onto Hermione's face. She put her wound to Hermione's mouth and told her to drink. Hermione did as she was told, not wanting to die. Soon Hermione lay limp her chest heaving heavely and NaKita watching her intently. Then it happened.

NaKita leaned forward to see her clearly. Hermione stiffened and began to jerk. Her face became dreadfully white and her hair turned darker. Almost Black, but with some visible what seemed to be purple highlights. Her teeth began to grow into fangs. Then she stopped moving. Her eye's fluttered open and met NaKita's. NaKita let out an audible gasp. Hermione's eye's were Lavender. A color she had never seen before in a Vampyre. They were almost always red, but were sometime's black or green. She had never seen blue, nor had she ever seen lavender. She knew right then the she was special.

Hermione opened her eye's and looked around. She spotted NaKita and a hunger she had never before experienced came over her. Hermione doubled over in pain. It was worse than she ever felt before. NaKita gathered her into her arms and took her out into the night to feed for the first time.

So? How did you like it? I hope you did. I will try to post the next chapter soon. Hopefully tomarrow. But I'm afraid you'll have to wait a few days for the 3rd one. Not too long though! Well please review!! Blessed Be!