Hermione and The Lost Boys

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Chapter 4: Of Witches, Vampires, and Sleeping Halflings

The cave was quiet for a few seconds after her proclamation, but it didn't stay that way once Paul dumped the unconscious Michael on the couch. Marko seemed to take that as the signal to start laughing again.

David, on the other hand, looked less than amused despite the smirk his face was sporting.

"Well, we can't have that now can we," David said from across the cave only to, in the next moment, be right in front of her.

"Okay so you're fast. Nice trick and all but I've seen scarier silent films."

Not true but he didn't have to know that.

"Is that so?" He was directly in front of her close enough to feel his breath. Not a good distance to be in when it came to a vampire but backing down now was not an option as he was clearly trying to intimidate her and the last thing she needed was for him to know that it was working.

Not only that, but not far behind her was Dwayne. Though she couldn't see him, she knew he was there. This could go badly if she wasn't careful.

"Yeah." She shrugged and glanced behind him as a way to collect her nerves. "And I suppose I was expecting something like a castle and coffins too… but a cave works I guess."

He backed away some as Dwayne spoke up from behind her, "I'll give the girl some credit. Her heart rate isn't nearly as fast as it should be right now."

The vampire in front of her looked smug, "True but I can still smell fear."

He got her there. Damn vampire senses.

"It'd be stupid not to be at least a little bit afraid, but I'm not overly concerned. I'm familiar with life and death situations… and I hardly think this qualifies as one."

"Oh?" The blonde raised an eyebrow, "You don't think we can kill you?"

"Well you could but I don't recommend it." She rolled her eyes feigning calmness.

"Why's that?" Paul asked joining in the conversation by jumping over the slightly moth eaten couch and landing next to his leader.

"Because if you did I'd take you all out with me. Magic you know." It's said so matter-of-factly that she was pretty sure they wouldn't try to call her bluff.

"I've noticed you have to be bleeding when you do your magic," the dark-haired vampire added. "If we snap your neck there's no blood."

"Maybe… but you really shouldn't take chances like that, should you? Even if it is the case, all I'd need to do was bite my tongue before you snapped my neck."

Wow, this conversation was morbid but really, they're vampires. What could else did she expect?

"As fascinating as this is, especially the blood portion, we should all relax and just enjoy the night, don't you agree?"

"Not with the blood part obviously, but sure. It'd be interesting to see what vampires do with all of that spare time."

Grinning, David glanced back at the vampire furthest away, "Marko take Michael home so he can sleep it off."

"Aww come on why me? Make Paul do it?" The youngest looking one complained but one look from the other vampire has him obeying the order and lifting up the newly made half-vampire with an ease that no one person, let alone one smaller than Michael, should be able to do by themselves.

"Make sure not to do any neat magic tricks until I get back though alright?"

Was he really going to keep calling it magic tricks. That was kind of degrading. "…I'll try to restrain myself."

"Great! Be back in a few!" With that, he flew out of the cave with Michael in tow.

"You don't seem surprised that he can fly." David observed.

"Well if witches can do it why not vampires?"

"You can fly-" Dwayne started but Paul butted in jokingly, "Do you fly on broomsticks?"

"Well not me but some witches do." That made her think of Ginny. Her fiery-hair and temper friend. That was one witch you didn't want mad at you but it was probably unavoidable at this point that she was going to be groveling something fierce later on for leaving her even if she didn't do it on purpose.

"Are you serious?" The blonde that Ginny wanted to shag gaped unattractively.

The witch nodded, "Unfortunately."

"So, can you fly without one?" David asked while he lit a cigarette that he pulled out of somewhere while she was distracted with answering questions.

Speaking of, it was a good question but, while giving away what she can and can't do seems like a bad idea, the idea of telling them she can and then not being able to demonstrate if they asked would probably not be good either.

"…I don't know. Never tried." That was truthful enough.

"Why not?" It was Paul again.

"No point." She was not going to say that she was afraid of flying. That was just asking for trouble.

"Then how did you follow us?"

Should she answer that? It seemed like she was the one giving away information while they were the ones keeping things hidden but did that matter? She already knew everything from the movie.

"Apparition."

"Apple what?" Paul asks dumbly as David moved his hand to his mouth to cover his chuckles.

The witch said, annoyed, "Basically it's just disappearing and reappearing where you want to."

Not a completely accurate description but it was the best she was going to offer them.

"Really? And you can go anywhere with this apple-transportation?" Okay, now she knows he's just saying that to mess with her but well, she wouldn't be Hermione if she didn't correct him despite that.

"Once again, it's called apparition and has nothing to do with apples, and it does have limitations. So, no, I cannot just go anywhere with it."

"What's the limitations?" Dwayne asked but the other brunette shook her head, "Not telling."

Their leader snickered, "That's fair. We've already learned more than enough about witches for the time being. Now you did say you wanted to see how we spent our free time, isn't that right?"

Warily, she looked at David's expression knowing she'll probably not like whatever it is that he's got in mind. But she couldn't back down. "Yeah…"

"Alright boys, looks like we're going back out." He put out his smoke and gestured at the stairs for her to follow them but seeing an opening she took it.

"What about the other one? Marko, was it?"

"He'll catch up." The leader then looked thoughtful, "Haven't introduced ourselves yet have we?"

Good, now she wouldn't have to worry about slipping up and calling them by name anymore.

"I'm David, that's Dwayne, and the dumb one is Paul." The other blonde yelled in protest. "The one dropping off our new brother is Marko like you said."

"New brother… So that was blood that he was drinking then." It was more of a statement than a question.

A smirk was the only reply as she followed them back outside and over to their bikes.

"Since you don't know if you can fly tonight we'll have to go this way." David got on after saying that but Hermione wasn't sure. Not only had she never ridden one but who would she ride with?

"What are you waiting for hop on?" David said after seeing her stationary position.

"Or were you wanting to apple your way over?" The annoying one, as she will now dub him, asked and she bit her tongue knowing better than to correct him when he does it just to rile her up.

"Alright. Fine." Since David offered the witch guessed riding behind him would be alright and, well, it couldn't be too hard to figure out.

As she was trying to get comfortable behind him without touching he had to go and ask, "You've never ridden on one, have you?" The humor in his voice would've made her smack him if he wasn't a blood-sucking monster.

But damn was she that obvious?

Remaining confident she responded, "It's not like I need to. I've never even had to ride in cars all that much."

Where did her hands go again. Did she have to touch him?

He grabbed her hands and put them around his waist. "It's not necessary for us either but it is fun. Maybe you need more of it."

Don't blush, do not blush! She willed herself to keep the blood at bay but she wasn't sure succeeded completely. Hermione forced her way past it by talking, "I'm here with you lot, aren't I?"

In reply he revved the bike's engine and it was louder than she expected it to be. Then, without further warning, they were taking off making her grip tighten because, hell, this might have been even worse than flying. Not even realizing, she slammed her eyes closed until she felt, more than heard, him laughing at her reaction. The Gryffindor inside her demanded she be brave if only to shove it to him and his stupid handsome vampire face.

She opened her eyes.

It wasn't quite as bad as she thought it'd be, though her eyes were a mildly irritated by the wind making her question inwardly if there was a spell to fix that.

There was not a lot to see given the fog but even with the wind rushing by her at too fast a pace she was technically still on the ground. Even if he wanted to scare her, he wouldn't wreck his bike to do it. Of that she was pretty confident.

"Your heartbeat has calmed down some." The wind made his voice carry but she still heard him, "though what does it say when your heart beats faster on a bike than when confronting a vampire?"

"I don't know… that maybe I should reevaluate my decisions in life?"

The vampires laughed but other than the normal rambunctious noise, the bikes, and the ripping wind it was a peaceful drive to their destination. Maybe she did need to reevaluate things. After all, who in their right mind got on the back of a bike driven by a vampire to who knows where? The answer; Hermione Granger, that's who.

Her parents would be so disappointed and probably would have regretted ever buying her the movie. If one thinks of it that way, wasn't it kind of their fault to begin with?

"You're serious?"

He just raised an eyebrow at her question. How did she get herself into these things?

When they first parked their bikes, the witch was admittedly confused as this was not a place from the film. To be fair, since this was now real, it made sense that there was more to the world than the little piece of Santa Carla that she'd previously seen.

The streets were empty, but it didn't take too long to come into a residential area which made the witch fear the worst. They couldn't possibly be taking her on a hunt, though, right?

No, she was certain they only hunted on the boardwalk were it was less suspicious when people turned up missing... not in neighborhoods.

Luckily, she was right about that as they had eaten earlier, off screen so to speak.

Still, this was completely juvenile and something that she and her two boys back home might've gotten up to while trying to save the world or a non-mass-murdering escaped convict. Well the sneaking around part was but she digressed.

Currently, they were, for lack of a better word, pranking. The marauders would be proud. Was that really the right word for it though considering who it was doing such things? So rather than pranking it was terrorizing. They were terrorizing a muggle neighborhood.

And they wanted her to do the same.

It was mainly with mind tricks but while on a roof -yes a roof, she blamed David for that one- with the newly arrived Marko, she saw Paul putting dead rats into a little old lady's mailbox so obviously mentally scarring people was optional.

The things they cut out of movies, who knew?

Back to her current problem though. The little imp-like vampire was trying to get her to use her powers on the muggle next door who was harmlessly watching TV in front of an open window. This would cause no end of trouble for her if the Wizarding World found out, but she doubted they would… Not that she would do it even then though.

"Come on just a little, pretty please? I wanna see what you can do!" He pleaded, eyes twinkling.

…How can a vampire seem so innocent?

"Fine…" she sighed, "But I'm just gonna scare him a little bit."

He nodded exuberantly, "Of course!"

She'd seen the way others around the neighborhood reacted to their mind games and wouldn't be surprised if they needed therapy afterward. She couldn't bring herself to find that funny like the boys around her did.

Still, what could she do that would be acceptable?

Looking back at the muggle lazily watching the telly she bit her lip hard and tasted a little blood before willing herself to conjure spiders. Fifteen sounded good. Oh and no poisonous ones. They appeared on the couch with the muggle.

It worked and Marko's eyes widened as he muttered something like 'so cool' and watched on.

It didn't take long for the man to notice the spiders and start jumping and screaming as he tried to crush them with the only thing in reach; a bowl of chips.

Looking away from the scene she asked, "Happy now?"

Giggling he turned to her. "Do it again!"

"No." The young witch crossed her arms defiantly.

He turns on the puppy dog eyes and asked again, "Come on, please?"

"That's not working again-" Just then she jumped a bit as another figure landed beside her. It was David.

"What did she do?" He questioned curiously and the other blonde vampire motioned to the house across from them where the poor muggle was still fighting off the spiders.

"She made them just appear out of thin air it was awesome!"

He was so enthusiastic about it that she couldn't help but blush, "…It was just some spiders."

David seemed interested now though, "What else could you make appear?"

Marko caught on to the questioning, "Make some bees next or snakes! You could do those too, couldn't you?"

Before she had the chance to say no, a distinct 'pop' was heard followed by a voice; a very unhappy voice.

"What the hell am I doing on a roof?" Ginny exclaimed as she tried to find her balance after appearing on the uneven tile.

Taking in the scene before her the redhead's frown lessened but her eyes, which were mostly on Hermione, didn't look pleased at all. Still, she managed a smile as she placed her hands on her hips.

"Why wasn't I invited?"

"Gin?" It was hard to believe she was here, did that mean she figured out how to make her magic work? Oh no, did that mean she was bleeding somewhere? That might not be good…

She mouthed 'later' to her and her fellow witch just gave a nod knowing that she'd be in for an earful when later came around.

"Well since I'm here now let's get this party started!"

Hopefully, by joining the 'party' the boys didn't involve her in their plans to scare the muggles because Hermione has a feeling that Ginny would be way too good at it.

Author's Note: Thanks for reading drop a review if you'd like. I know the vampires might seem way too trusting of the witches in their midst but while the boys are mostly fun, games and the occasional dead body they (David and Dwayne mostly) are not as trusting as their actions would make them seem.