The purpose part 12 : Lessons

Chapter 41

Voldemort had gone to Hogwarts for the defense against the dark arts teacher position. Dumbledore was the headmaster and had politely but fiercely rejected his demands. His red eyes gleamed, a small smile in the corner of his mouth as he stood up and bid farewell to the man. He had not left right away, passing through the seventh floor, brushing his fingers against the wall. A door appeared as he passed a third time and entered the room. So many lost objects laid around him. He stepped over thrown toys, books, broken artifacts and in the hands of a statue, he placed a small box. Satisfied, he left the room and whispered an incantation as he walked in the corridors, jinxing the defense against the dark arts classes before leaving the school.

*Good luck, Dumbledore.* Murmured Voldemort and apparated away as he reached the school's perimeter.

*Show me that again.* Said Corban to Seth.

They were dueling in the mirror room, where all the walls were covered in mirrors for better view of fighting stances and moves. The floor was covered in mattresses and the room was as big as a gymnasium. It had mannequins as targets and a storage room to add obstacles for diverse reasons. Seth violently hit his palm with his fist holding his wand then pointed his wand while saying.

*Decimete!*. A turquoise light beam left his wand and went to a target blasting it in explosive fire.

*Embergio!* Said Seth, pointing his wand and waving a small circle above the burning target.

A huge amount of water the size of two bathtubs fell and extinguished the fire and splashed everywhere on the floor.

*I could go on, turning the water into ice, then transfigure the ice into blades…* Said Seth.

Yaxley chose another target and did the same thing as Seth and did as mentionned, turned the water into ice then shattered it in pieces and made sharp blades with them. He smirked and shot all the blades towards Seth who swiftly made a shield and all the blades disappeared, absorbed in the shield.

*Nice move.* Said Seth who also smiled maliciously and used his vampire speed and ran behind Corban, placing a hand on his mouth and blocking his arms with his other arm.

*You are dead now.* Whispered Seth in his ear as he removed his hand in front of Corban's mouth.

He passed his tongue on his neck giving him shivers.

*Ugh, man. That's not fair.* Said Corban and he wasn't talking about how fast he went.

He turned around, now facing Seth, staring in his black eyes. Seth did not see an ounce of fear in Corban's eyes but felt lust and desire coming from him in pulses, following his accelerated heartbeat. It had been a week or two since he last drank blood and Corban just stood there, inches away so he gave in and plunged his teeth in Corban's neck. His blood had a pleasing warmth that went through his body. He gripped him tighter placing his arms around him. Corban let out a moan.

*oh, fuck. Stop, I'm.. I'm going to…*He breathed, shaking from the sensations.

Seth stopped and licked his neck, healing the wound instantly and removing the dripping blood. Corban fell to his knees, breathing fast. Seth helped him up and brought him to a bench.

The doors of the mirror room bursted open as several deatheaters entered chatting loudly and laughing.

*You should have seen his face or did you?* laughed Dolohov, talking to Oswald Mulciber.

Rookwood had brought a box filled with bottles of beers. It's only when they saw Seth in the mirror's reflection did they stop laughing, not knowing what they could do or not. Seth stood up and left the room, closing the doors behind him.

*Yo, Yaxley, you want a beer? You sure look pale.* Asked Mulciber.

A beer would surely wipe the rest of energy he had. He nodded and stood up, joining them.

*Did he show you anything? Did you do that?* Said Rookwood pointing at the disintegrated target.

*Yeah, Decimete and Embergio, mixed with the ice and blade transfiguration spell.* Said Yaxley.

*Sweet, can you demonstrate? Is he… is he like the dark lord? A deatheater? He does not have the mark.* Said Mulciber.

*Considering of Seth's past, I don't think he will ever accept bearing a mark.* Said Yaxley.

Antonin took a big gulp of his beer.

*So, what is he then? I mean, compared to us or …the dark lord?* He asked.

Yaxley also took a sip, then pointed around.

*A very powerful vampire who resides in a huge castle where the dark lord is now living. If anything, you should show respect, for evident reasons.* Said Yaxley.

*Is it true he is older? I heard one of them muggles say happy 40th birthday to him. He would have been 22 years old in his first year! What gives?* Asked Mulciber.

*Nicholas Flamel often said he was a magical anomaly. He was, after all, born from vampires… could have done something to his growth, like taking twice as long. He was always smaller than me, until a few years ago. * Said Yaxley who chuckled, thinking about how tall Seth now was.

He passed a hand on his neck where Seth had bitten and took a sip of his beer.

*Where did you get this beer anyway?* Asked Yaxley.

*A freaking muggle named, uh, Mikael showed me the kitchen, he must have been like 15 or 16 years old. Their kitchen is the biggest I have ever seen and I would never have known how many muggles could work in this castle. They should really hire house elves. Anyway, he showed me products they receive every week from cargo on.. boats? That guy really loves magic… he asked me to lift those beer bottles then go have fun. He didn't know what our fun is so I jinxed his face!* Laughed Dolohov and the others followed

Yaxley had not and made a frown as the mirror room's door opened and a red beam made its way directly on Dolohov who fell on the floor and screamed in agony and having uncontrollable spasms. Mulciber and Rookwood tried to flee but Seth made a hand movement that closed the doors violently. He stopped the cruciatus curse on Dolohov as Mulciber had gone on his knees, head down. Seth brutally kicked Mulciber's face who fell backwards letting out a yell. He turned his attention on Rookwood who had both hands in front of himself, trembling. Seth used his speed to go behind him then gripped him before plunging his teeth in his neck. Rookwood screamed in pain at his turn and after a few moments, he let him fall on the floor. He looked at the deatheaters with his eyes as black as coal.

*Let that be a lesson to anyone who dares harming my servants. Is that clear?* Said Seth coldly.

Dolohov had tried to stand back up but only fell on his knees.

*Y..Yes.* He breathed with difficulty, still shaking from the curse.

Corban drank from his beer and went to sit on the bench again. Mulciber went into a sitting position holding his profusely bleeding nose.

*Yes* He said then Rookwood had a hand on his neck, blood pouring between his fingers.

*Yes, sir.* He said, wincing.

Seth walked to the door and looked at Corban.

*Clearly they are too immature for you, Corban* Said Seth who then left the room.

Rookwood looked at his hand full of blood, then at the others.

*Ugh, you think the dark lord can do anything to control him somehow?* He asked and Yaxley choked on his beer.

*Keep dreaming, Aug.* Said Corban.

Seth had removed the jinx Dolohov had put on Mikael's face and helped cleaned the mess in the kitchens. They thanked him and bowed their heads as he left. He was finally going to his bedroom when he was stopped by Darthael, a 150-something years old vampire still looking like a young man. Shoulder length black hair and neatly cut beard, Seth always thought Gellert and him were a lot alike.

*Seth, those deatheaters… are they supposed to be turned?* He asked.

*I don't think wizards would want to lose their magic, Darthael. Nothing stops you from… courting them.* Replied Seth and Darthael made a pout, shrugged and went away.

Seth had a small chuckle and continued to the direction of his bedroom. He was again stopped, this time by Gellert but Seth had continued and entered his bedroom where Gellert closed the door behind him.

*Did you know some deatheaters don't even know basic healing spells? Well, Corban refused to heal Mulciber's nose and Rookwood's wound… anyway, now they know. Maybe you should let some wizard know his followers need some training if they are to face some foe. Heh, I saw that Evan Rosier… I miss his mother, Vinda, she was one of my most loyal followers. She wanted to get rid of all non-magical humans. Turns out she died by the hand of aurors.* Said Gellert.

*And what do you want now, Gellert?* Asked Seth.

Gellert's eyes gleamed.

*What are you doing, Seth? What is Voldemort trying to accomplish? Take over the world?* Asked Gellert.

*I want vampires to be reckoned with, not hide in the shadows. I believe he can help accomplish that.* Said Seth, now lost in thoughts.

Voldemort was terrified of death and had now succeeded into living forever with his horcruxes. He was building followers and making his way around Britain through connections and installing fear, removing anyone who oppose them. In a way, it fed Seth's deep primal desire of his vampire side. The locket pulsed against his chest and he took a deep breath.

*I let go of what I wanted when I was prisoner, but then you sired me, removing all the magic I had. I know Voldemort only tolerates us because of you and because you are a powerful being that he loves to use.* Said Gellert.

Seth pushed Gellert against the door.

*Uses me? I am not a tool!* Sneered Seth.

Gellert pushed Seth's arm away and went only an inch away from his face.

*No, you aren't and should never been used like he does.* Whispered Gellert before pressing his lips against Seth's.

Seth responded by kissing back and placing his arms around him but he quickly let go of Gellert, feeling the dark lord coming this way.

A confused look appeared on Gellert's face but disappeared as he heard the quick knock behind him and the door opening. As he saw Voldemort, Gellert lightly bowed and left the bedroom as Seth crossed his arms. Voldemort's eyes had followed Gellert leaving and closed the door behind him.

*Did I interrupt something important?* Asked Voldemort with a cold voice, eyes gleaming red.

*Not really, telling me how bad your death eaters are at basic spells.* Said Seth and Voldemort had a small laugh.

*They have other skills… and worth. Rookwood is an unspeakable, Mulciber has connections to other countries. Dolohov might not look like it, but his imperius curse is without fail and he comes from a pure-blood family with Russian affiliation. Might despise muggles, I'm sure you noticed.* Said Voldemort as he passed a long finger on Seth's cheek.

*I did warn them. My parents are coming in the next few days, they sent an owl. They said we are way less than they first thought. Not like it matters… better fewer than facing another vampire war.* Said Seth.

Voldemort had a glint in his eyes that quickly disappeared as he removed his finger from Seth's face.

*Perhaps, going for a mission would brighten that face of yours.* Said Voldemort.

*Something your lackeys can't do?* Asked Seth.

*Bring them with you, then, and your lackey too.*Said Voldemort with another glint in his eyes.

Seth stared at Voldemort for a moment. *So… murder then.* Said Seth.

*Precisely.* Said Voldemort with a smile.

Chapter 42

*Is it here? Where Voldy said?* Asked Gellert and Yaxley had a snort.

*As much as you don't care about his name, there's deatheaters behind us and if they hate your face, I might not always be there to protect you.* Said Seth.

*I don't need protection, my lord.*Said Gellert who received a hit from Seth on his shoulder.

*Ow.* Said Gellert.

They were all wearing black robes and masks, even Seth who grudgingly hid his tail around his waist. Although Seth's and Gellert's mask only covered the middle top of their faces. They quickly went to the side of the house so they would not be seen from the windows.

*There's… six of them. I think I saw someone from Hogwarts. Yaxley, is that the Potters?* Asked Seth.

Yaxley nodded and Seth's ears twitched, hearing the house occupants laughing and chatting, unaware of anything. Seth swiftly went to the door followed by Gellert.

*I get the men, yes?* He whispered.

Seth scoffed and touched the knob and slowly turned it, it was not even locked. The laughs and chatter stopped.

*There is someone at your door? Christine, were you waiting for more visit?* Asked Euphemia.

Seth waved the death eaters to go to the side, away from the door, then he opened it before using his vampire speed, along with Gellert, to go inside undetected. Christine and Richard Maugrey had stood up to check on the door while Euphemia and Fleamont were looking out of the kitchen window. Seth had gone behind a young adult woman and snapped her head. The young Maugrey had watched in horror as he saw his sister drop-dead, head on table. Struck with panic, he searched for his wand and fell backwards on his chair on the floor. He heard spells, curses and shouts being fired by his parents. The kitchen table got blasted off and he was projected against a wall.

*FLEAMONT! NOOO!* had yelled Euphemia.

Alastor looked around and saw what he thought was a death eater feeding on Fleamont. A green jet of light passed in front of him and hit Euphemia. He saw her slowly hitting the floor as light had left her eyes. His father made an explosion in the hallway and shot several dangerous spells at them, but the one who had killed his sister was protecting them behind a shield. Christine shot a killing curse at them but one death eater moved his wand at his father which levitated him and placed him right in front of the green light's beam. He hit the floor at his turn, not even letting a last sigh part his lips.

*Ha, impressive.* Said Rosier at Dolohov.

Alastor finally had his hand on his wand and pointed at them, shaking, not being able to think about a single spell.

*This is a nightmare, nothing is real* Said Alastor.

A death eater saw him and shot a curse directly in his eye. Alastor yelled in pain and clutched his eye.

*ALASTOR!* cried Christine.

Seth had a sinister laugh echoing in the room as he placed himself behind the Maugrey matriarch, placing his hand on her mouth and holding her arms with his free arm. He smelled her fear and passed his tongue on her neck. She tried to scream as he plunged his teeth in her neck. Disgusted sounds were heard from the death eaters.

*What do we do with the kid?* Asked Gellert as he went to Alastor and held him firmly from behind.

Seth drank Christine's blood until she died and let her fall on the floor.

He walked to Alastor who now had a bloody gaping hole for an eye.

*Why? Are… are you Voldemort?* Asked Alastor.

Seth scoffed.

*No. Maybe you will get a chance to see him, if you survive this.* Said Seth quietly.

Evan Rosier pointed his wand at Alastor's leg and used the diffindo charm in a sick way, slowly cutting his leg while Gellert held him even tighter as he struggled to get free. His screams were music to their ears. Blood pooled at Seth's feet who crouched and dipped his fingers in it, bringing them to his mouth.

*Mmm.* Said Seth and pointed to Yaxley.

*Why don't you do the honors with the dark mark over their house.* Said Seth as Alastor had now lost consciousness.

They let all the bodies there and went outside where Yaxley pointed at the sky with his wand.

*Morsmordre!* Said Yaxley and a giant skull cloud with a snake protruding from its mouth appeared in the sky.

Seth smirked and held Gellert's hand before apparating away.

Chapter 43

All death eaters were in the mirror room this time. Voldemort had been pleased with the Maugrey's and the Potter's deaths and showed them multiple curses and spells. The dark lord and the vampire prince were now dueling in front of them. In terms of power and knowledge, they clearly saw they were equals. It drove Voldemort crazy for he tried to be cleverer than Seth. Only when the dark lord had cast a cruciatus on Seth that got deflected by his tail in a loud chiming sound, had Seth made an evil smile and used his vampire speed to go behind him and grip him in his signature move, hand on his mouth and his arms blocking his body. His eyes went black as he passed his tongue on his neck. The crowd held their breaths at the humiliation Voldemort was getting. Seth made a sinister laugh before pushing Voldemort away from him.

*Get out.* whispered the dark lord but everyone had heard and the death eaters quickly left the room.

Seth thought he would be mad and instinctively prepared for more curses, but he did not feel any anger coming from Voldemort, but rather fear and curiosity filled with jealousy. Voldemort turned towards Seth as the last death eater left and closed the door behind him.

*We had not dueled or fought together really before… I tend to forget what you are sometimes and the powers you have.* Said Voldemort.

Seth's eyes went back to their icy blue as Voldemort walked to him. Seth had a nasty cut on his cheek from a cutting curse he barely avoided. Voldemort passed a finger on the dripping blood from Seth's cheek and placed it in his mouth. Voldemort's heartbeat accelerated and his eyes dilated.

*Why don't you try again?* Hissed Voldemort in parseltongue, vibrating with power. Seth took steps back then used his vampire speed to go behind the dark lord, but this time he had turned and swiped his nails which Seth avoided, smirking. They dueled again and this time it was different, since they were truly, evenly matched. Seth understood that Voldemort had asked the deatheaters to leave so they wouldn't have seen what he had done to be as fast as Seth.

There were explosions and the castle shook which brought curiosity back to the death eaters who joined again the mirror room carefully along with non-marked wizards and Gellert. The mirrors were all broken and almost all the mattresses were destroyed. The only light in the room now came from small magical orbs of light.

*Lumello infecterio!* Said Seth and a light appeared on Voldemort who had been hidden in the shadows.

*Redectus viroths!* Yelled Voldemort and ice trapped Seth's feet.

*Extermiucto arachite!* Said Seth and a fiery beam circled him and melted the ice before going straight to Voldemort who simply waved the curse away.

*How long have they been dueling?* Asked Crabbe.

*Two hours since we came back.* Said Corban.

*What happened? The dark lord is just as fast as him now.* Said Goyle.

Gellert had a dark laugh.

*It's best if you don't know how.* Said Gellert.

*QUENURO MISEROTUS!* yelled Seth as loud as possible waving his wand around him which spawned four replicas of Seth.

*Oh. My. God.* Said Gellert.

*Isn't that a very dangerous enchantment that consumes way too much energy to hold?* Said Yaxley.

The Seths shot different spells at Voldemort who brought up a powerful white shield in front of him, blocking the incoming spells. It created an enough long diversion for Seth to shoot a slicing curse from behind and hit Voldemort's neck but it did just like Yaxley had said; It consumed way too much energy and the curse lacked strength creating just a small gash wound. Voldemort had gasped and placed a hand on his neck and began chanting in parseltongue. Before he finished the conjuring, the Seths volatised and the real one was on one knee, gasping for air. Voldemort walked to him.

*Quenurius charm… just ended this duel for you, you lose.* Said Voldemort.

Seth tried to laugh as the death eaters clapped and cheered. Voldemort helped Seth stand up with a glint in his eyes.

*Let's just leave this room, it was magically engineered by Flamel to be restored once we left, so it could be used again.* Said Seth.

They all left the room chatting about what they had seen. Seth really wanted blood right now and the dark lord's presence beside him wasn't helping. Gellert was walking in front of Seth, hands in pocket and looked over his shoulder.

*I'll be fine, Gellert, go away.* Said Seth.

*I'll be in my room, then. 'Night.* Said Gellert and left.

Voldemort narrowed his eyes, wanting to curse that git.

Seth entered his bedroom and removed his shirt, throwing it on the floor. He placed his wand on his dresser then let himself fall on his back on the bed. Still under the effects of Seth's blood, Voldemort went over Seth and pressed his lips on his. Seth pushed him away.

*That's not what I need right now.* Hissed Seth in parseltongue.

*Good.* Said Voldemort, eyes gleaming as he passed a finger on Seth's teeth but Seth gripped his hand.

*Don't play with me.* Said Seth who pushed him again and tried to sit but Voldemort placed a hand on his torso and pointed his wand at his face.

*No one defies me.* Said Voldemort in a cold voice.

Seth's tail went beside Voldemort's face, just a few millimeters away. The blade vibrated and made a small chiming sound.

*Get away from me.* Threatened Seth.

They stared at each other for a brief moment then Voldemort got off the bed and left the room. Seth sighed and called a servant to feed on before he finally got to sleep.

He was woken about an hour later by Mikael's presence behind his door, then heard the knock. Mikael's heartbeat was fast and he could feel him panicking. Seth stood up and went to open the door. Mikael bowed.

*I'm… I'm so sorry, my prince. Elisabeth… I mean, a woman is giving birth right now and she has already lost a lot of blood. Considering you have magic, perhaps you could save her? Please?* Said Mikael.

Seth went to his dresser to take his wand and a long shirt then followed Mikael to the muggle ward. As soon as they passed the barrier, Seth smelled the blood and they sprinted to the room Elisabeth was giving birth. She seemed to be unconscious, there was blood on the floor and on towels. A man was pacing in the room, probably the father. A maid was holding a baby girl in covers and Seth immediately felt her magic, she was a muggle-born witch. The mother's heart seemed to be the problem, and this was not something he could heal but he passed his wand on her belly, stopping the bleeding, giving temporary relief.

*Did she want to be a vampire?* Asked Seth to the pacing man who stopped and held Elisabeth's hand.

A rule, before creating any vampire, was to make sure the person wanted to be one, for it could result into an uncontrollable, possible delirious blood-enraged vampire.

*In.. in a few years from now… Why, she can't be healed?* Asked the father.

*No.* Said Seth.

The baby girl made a small cry and the father looked at her, then at Elisabeth and nodded.

*O...Okay, I know what it implies and it's better she has a mother, even if she can't see her, or me.* He said.

Seth's eyes went black as he bent towards Elisabeth, placing his arm behind her and lifted her to plunge his teeth in her neck. He did not drink for a long time for her heart was barely beating. He cut his wrist with his teeth and brought it to her mouth. The blood poured into her mouth and a few moments later, she grabbed Seth's wrist with vigor, drinking more blood. Seth felt his essence going into her, then had to pull his wrist away, also refusing the mind link. Elisabeth gasped as her heart stopped and sat up in bed, looking around.

*Thomas!* She said and he hugged her.

Seth smirked for Elisabeth's instinctive move was to bite Thomas, his neck being too close from her from the hug. He gasped but dared not move.

*Stop it, Elisabeth.* Said Seth after a moment.

She let go of Thomas, who backed away, shaking.

*I'm sorry.* Said the mother.

*Never go in front of a vampire's mouth, right?* Said Thomas, chuckling.

The maid placed the baby in Elisabeth's arms. Elisabeth got a huge smile and looked at Seth, thankful.

*She's beautiful. I'm glad I got a chance to see her…* Said Elisabeth, knowing she would have to leave.

*She's a witch. I do not suggest you live here anymore, you three.* Said Seth.

All of them looked at Seth, surprised.

*But why? Surely a witch is a good thing, right?* Asked Thomas.

*Don't forget who you are talking to. I'm sure there's a reason he said that.* Said Mikael.

Seth made a serious look.

*There's a dark lord here, he has subordinates called death eaters. They despise muggles or non-magical beings, just like all of you, especially wizards and witches born from muggles. Elisabeth will barely be tolerated. I cannot guarantee your protection, even with the barrier. The king is coming in the next few days, if not today. I will ask you go with them on their next departure. Until then, Elisabeth, you need to control your hunger, a room will await you near mine.* Said Seth.

Elisabeth looked at her baby then handled her to Thomas.

*Ruma, call her Ruma.* Said Elisabeth to Thomas before getting out of bed and following Seth and Mikael.

He presented her, her new temporary room a corridor away from his bedroom.

*There's clothes in there for you to change, I'll talk to you in a few hours, so rest while you can. You may be a vampire but you just gave birth and will need to control yourself.* Said Seth.

Elisabeth thanked him and he left. He felt completely drained, not only physically but also mentally. He had dueled with Voldemort and angered him, made his second ever vampire and only had an hour of sleep. He entered his bedroom and saw the sun slowly rising coloring the sky in purples and pinks. He closed the curtains with a swift of his hand and fell on his bed. A soft knock was heard on his door. Gellert. Seth grumbled then got up and opened the door.

*Oh wow, sorry. Just wanted to show you this and tell you he left without saying a word.* Said Gellert showing Seth the wizard's newspaper.

He took it and began to read.

*Inferi sightings in Egypt.* Whispered Seth.

*Have you guys been there before?* Asked Gellert.

*That's where my parents now pass most of the time but if you meant me and Voldemort, we only went there for the tombs and dark artifacts, but we did not linger. If he left to see who did those inferis, whatever suits him. I'm probably going to have to chaperone his damn followers.* Said Seth as he gave back the paper to Gellert and passed a hand on his face.

*I really need sleep, Gellert, good-bye.* Said Seth then closed the door.